The night was foggy and misty, and occasionally a bright light appeared in the distance and then quickly disappeared. Everyone tried their best to capture the indistinguishable figures more than ten feet away.

It wasn't until a sword energy soaring into the sky appeared that the silent atmosphere became slightly silent.

Zhang Shaoyao puffed out her chest, revealing the unique young curves of a girl. She stood beside Huai Cao Shi with her sword drawn, staring at Lei Dian with a wary face, but her eyes uncontrollably searched for the faces of her master and brother A Liang. The figure's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Everyone was more or less paying attention to the movement in the distance, but Murong Xiu Ming was different. He was now looking at the girls of Wanhua Valley with great interest, his eyes moving along the curves of their bodies without hesitation. Occasionally, he had some understanding, but he almost didn't comment out loud.

God created human beings, men and women are different. It is really difficult for Feng Yue to find a confidant or two to talk to and understand. Murong Xiu Ming felt a little regretful. He raised his head slightly and was attracted by the movement of the sword energy in the distance.

Murong Xiu Ming's narrow phoenix eyes slightly narrowed. If that guy was really only a third-grade man, his talent comparable to that of a first-grade man would indeed be rare.

But soon a cheerful smile appeared in Murong Xiuming's eyes. Now that the fishermen have taken action, the situation is extremely clear.

That guy thought he was noble and would not even tell him his name. Murong Xiu Ming really didn't like him, and his desire to make friends with him and use him for his own use had long since disappeared.

Taking action at this time was a sign of enmity. Murong Xiuming believed that he didn't need to give any more warnings. A fisherman like this who never leaves any consequences for killing people knew the safest way. It would only be a matter of time before that guy lost his life.

Feeling the power of the sword energy, Ning Chu breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he turned around and looked at Murong Xiu Ming, suppressing his disgust and saying: "Since I promised you, I will not regret it. But if my master and him suffer... If you are injured, I will fight with you until death!"

Murong Xiu Ming smiled and said: "That guy can't figure out the situation on his own, so I'll give him a chance."

"What? With just you guys from Wanhua Valley, can you still threaten me?"

Lei Dian was in a relaxed mood, and was about to exert more force without using his hands when he suddenly heard the fisherman shouting: "Catch them!"

Lei Dian knew something had changed, and his reaction was not unkind. He stomped his feet and walked directly towards Zhang Shaoyao.

Among the ladies of Wanhua Valley who are now confronting them, only Zhang Shaoyao still retains her fighting power.

"Be careful!" Huai Caoshi reacted immediately after hearing the fisherman's voice. Zhang Shaoyao's mind was always tense. At this critical moment, he did not lose his chain. He held the sword with both hands and struck in front of him.

After hearing a cold snort, Lei Dian avoided the edge of the sword and came to Zhang Shaoyao's side. His five fingers formed a probing hand and grabbed Zhang Shaoyao's neck. Zhang Shaoyao had a slender figure and twisted his waist to avoid Lei Dian's attack. This attack.

At the same time, she flipped her wrist and slashed horizontally towards Lei Dian with the sword.

The black robe on Lei Dian's body was stirred by the aroused infuriating energy. He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and his beard and hair were swaying white. He looked like a majestic and motionless king of heaven. He actually stretched out two fingers of his right hand and flicked them when the sword edge approached.

Lei Dian's realm has been stagnant at the second level for many years. Although in recent years, there have been few moments of close combat with others during self-cultivation, the strength of his true energy is not inferior to that of an ordinary first-level person who has just been promoted.

The knuckles rapped on the sword, and the true energy and the restrained sword energy on the sword collided with each other with a "bang" sound. The sword energy was quickly exhausted. The sword made of special material did not break, but Zhang Shaoyao did because of the force. He was too violent and staggered, falling towards Lei Dian.

Looking at the girl's head with a round bun in his arms, Lei Dian's eyes were filled with cold light. He put his left hand together and gathered his true energy in the palm of his hand. There was a hint of lightning and thunder, and he actually used his famous technique on the girl. Move: Thunder in Palm.

Huai Cao Shi, who was closest to Zhang Shaoyao, ran towards the girl desperately, but knowing that he could not catch up, his eyes gradually turned red.

My ears seemed to hear the thunder that was common in summer in southern China. At this moment of life and death, Zhang Shaoyao's mood was clear and clear, and a pair of eyes seemed to open on the back of his head. Since he couldn't avoid it, he simply stepped hard on the ground with his toes, crossing his sword in front of him, towards the thunder. Dian's chest jumped straight forward.

"Hmph!" The robe behind Lei Dian instantly swelled and floated away from his back. The thunder in his palm became more powerful and he slapped the girl on the back of the head.

Zhang Shaoyao lowered his body, and after approaching Lei Dian, he wiped his long sword horizontally, and the sword energy surged. It first collided with the infuriating energy on Lei Dian's chest, and in the blink of an eye, it broke through Lei Dian's body defense, and the sword energy Before he could penetrate Lei Dian's body, he was slapped to the ground by Lei Dian.

Fortunately, at this most critical moment, Zhang Shaoyao tilted his body and was not hit in the middle of the cervical spine. Lei Dian's palm thunder exploded, directly damaging a large area of ​​flesh and blood where the girl's shoulder was connected to the Houjin socket.

The girl lay weakly on the ground. Lei Dian was annoyed that his skills were becoming more and more unfamiliar and he could not slap the opponent to death. Without hesitation, he raised his right foot and kicked the girl's head to pieces.

"Old thief!!!"

Suddenly, an extremely angry and hoarse shout penetrated the night fog, followed immediately by the howling of the wind that stung the eardrums.

Lei Dian originally kicked the girl with his right foot and stomped it hard on the ground. He quickly turned around with his left foot as the center of the circle. Without any hesitation, he immediately raised his arms and folded them in front of his face.

All martial arts in the world are indestructible, but speed is the only thing that cannot be broken. When a person is so fast that he can directly swing away a foot of night fog, like a big sword that cuts across the sky and earth, the power is so great that Lei, who is under this power, is invincible. His beard and hair were dancing wildly, and his expression was extremely solemn.

Lei Dian's eyes narrowed, and his mind really couldn't turn around. Although he knew that the situation had changed when he heard the fisherman's shout, he never thought that even if this person did not die at the hands of the fisherman, why was his strength shown at this time much stronger than before?

Could it be that this man with his good looks is not a young man at all, but an extremely insidious old hunter who knows how to show weakness to his enemies?

The next moment, Lei Dian no longer had any extra thoughts in his heart, just because the man's furious punch broke through the zhenqi on his body in an instant.

Lei Dian subconsciously made the most reasonable choice. He did not stand still and resist. When his arms were about to hit the door, his whole body flew backwards behind him intentionally.

The power of this punch was so great that Lei Dian, who had already flown eight or ninety feet backwards in the air, still couldn't stop himself.

Lei Dian struggled with his arms endlessly. He bared his teeth and gasped for air. At the same time, he shouted at Murong Xiuming: "Help!"

The situation at the scene was electric, and Murong Xiuming was not really idle here. He just happened to restrain Ning Chu, Huaicao Shi and others, so that they could not even move a finger. Then he saw Lei Dian and others. He had no strength left, so he flew out without any resistance.

"Damn, this guy deliberately hid his strength before. He's probably an old guy with good looks!" Murong Xiu Ming took a step forward and looked at the bloody back of Lei Dian, who was about to kill Lei Dian. He rolled his eyes and extended his arms. The legs that went out were retracted.

He snatched the sword from Ning Chu's hand, unsheathed the sword and placed it on Ning Chu's neck without any unnecessary movement.

"Bastard!" Lei Dian saw Murong Xiu Ming's movements out of the corner of his eye. Before he could reach the ground, his sight was occupied by the bloody figure that was about to rush up.

The person in Lei Dian's field of vision was covered in blood, with a bleeding hole in his chest, and his face was stained with blood. Matching the angry and ferocious look on his face, it was Mu Qing.

After the fisherman shouted that sound, Mu Qing knew that Zhang Shaoyao and the others were a threat, so he replaced his injuries with injuries, and at the risk of his heart being almost pierced by the fish intestine sword, he put the dagger in his hand into the fisherman's belly.

At that moment, the two people who had no intention of exchanging their lives made concessions at the same time.

Mu Qing did not blindly use the sword energy to destroy the fisherman's belly, nor did the fisherman use the sword to try to pierce Mu Qing's heart again. After Mu Qing inserted the dagger into the fisherman's belly, he immediately turned around and rushed towards the battlefield. Come over.

The fisherman didn't immediately pull out the dagger on his belly, just like he was trying to stop Mu Qing, but he was hit in the back by Huaifenghua who had seized the opportunity.

Now Mu Qing's eyes were covered with blood, his eyes were red, and the scene just now flashed repeatedly in his mind: Lei Dian's black robe was floating, his shoulders were shaking, and then the girl fell to the ground.

Mu Qing didn't even dare to think about it further. The severe pain in his chest turned into a blazing fire that burned his mind. He quickly rushed to Lei Dian with a speed limit that he had never reached before.

Lei Dian's heart pounded, and he gritted his teeth and raised his arms to protect his face again. Before his feet could even hit the ground, Mu Qing punched him unreasonably.

Lei Dian was in great pain, and his whole body accelerated towards the ground.

Before he could step on the ground, he was punched in the head again in mid-air.

Lei Dian's posture was not down. After Mu Qing's punch landed, he punched again.

The punches hit the flesh, and each punch was connected so tightly that Lei Dian could no longer get away.

Every time Mu Qing punched, the wound on his chest caused by the Fish Intestinal Sword would bring him more pain than before, but he just kept repeating "die" over and over again.

"Bang bang bang——"

Infuriating energy collided with infuriating energy, and Mu Qing's fist hit Lei Dian's arms until their flesh and blood were bloody, and his shoulders were extremely painful.

Gradually, under the continuous hammer blows like wind and thunder, Lei Dian's body bent irreversibly. First, his waist and back stiffened and bent, and then his thighs tensed and bent. Lei Dian's feet sank deeper and deeper into the ground, biting I can't tell you that my teeth are bitter.

He has been trying his best to channelize and guide the power of his fists, hoping in his heart that this person's fists will slow down at the next moment, but such unreasonable and unstructured punches seem to be coming every time. The end.

Why, don’t these monsters need to breathe now?

Finally, Lei Dian waited until dawn, and the fist in front of him was obviously full. He relaxed and immediately needed to breathe.

But with the punch of his fist, Mu Qing was so angry that he finally found a way to relieve himself. He who should have fallen down long ago went against the flow of energy, forced to take up half a breath of fresh air, and hit hard again. One punch.

Lei Dian opened his eyes wide. As the saying goes, if you hit a snake, it will hit you seven inches. This punch really made him want to deal with it but he was unable to save it. Just at the moment when he was taking a breather and his posture had relaxed, he could only wait helplessly for this. The arrival of the punch

"Boom -" The hard fist hit the arm bone, like the sound of jade hitting.

Lei Dian's crossed arms and knees hit him in the face, collapsing the bridge of his nose, and he fell backwards to the ground.

Mu Qing was hesitant to get out of the cage, but without the slightest hesitation, he pounced directly on Lei Dian, sitting on Lei Dian's body, his fists spread out like a full moon, he opened his bow from left to right, and struck Lei Dian's temple as densely as raindrops.

Mu Qing's desperate and crazy attack made Murong Xiu Ming, who had been chasing his back with his eyes, tighten his grip and quietly tighten his grip on the sword in his hand.

Murong Xiu Ming stood there with his sword in hand, staring at the slender blood hole on Mu Qing's back, viciously cursing that Mu Qing's next punch would cause his blood to drain out.

Such a "dong dong dong" sound was like a slap in the face like a stone. For Murong Xiu Ming, it was an extremely ironic mockery and a powerful demonstration, but for the person involved, Lei Dian, it was the death knell.

An unknown amount of time passed, until Mu Qing was sure that the head under his fist had turned into a puddle of flesh, Mu Qing suddenly woke up.

There was another sound of breaking wind coming towards him. Murong Xiuming stood in front of Hengjian and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the person coming.

"If nothing happens tonight, let's leave quickly!" The fisherman looked a little pale and threw the dagger in his hand towards Mu Qing's back.