Some people drew swords, some wielded knives, and some stabbed spears. There were eight swords, seven knives, and thirteen spears...
The sword roared fiercely, the sword light was fierce, the spear point was sharp, the swords were fired together, and the red spears came out together, sweeping away the cold light from the sky; but before the cold light from the sky arrived, the hand was already forced into the cold light.
In an instant, the sword paused, the sword stopped, and the gun stopped!
This hand broke the sword light, suppressed the sword light, and crushed the gun tip. The sword broke, the sword broke, and the gun shattered into thousands of pieces, spreading in the air, scattered like rain, like silver rain.
But the twenty-eight people's eyes, ears, mouths and noses were covered with blood at the same time, and finally they collapsed, lifeless.
How did he do it? How did he break swords, break blades, shatter blades, and kill people with just one palm?
No one can understand this kind of martial arts, because there has never been such martial arts in the world, so no one can see it clearly, and no one can understand it!
The devil has begun to kill people. His palm skills are fluttering and his belt is flying. He is surrounded by everyone and is attacked by everyone. He moves and kills people in the blink of an eye with his hand.
With a sweep of the palm, the person turns into eight pieces and turns into a flower.
Blood flowers.
A stunning blood flower.
The beautiful flowers are like dreams and illusions.
Various types of weapons, such as knives, guns, swords, wars, spears, and axes, were frantically attacking the demon from all directions. Murderous aura filled the entire place, but blood energy also enveloped the sky.
Arrogance is like a mountain standing in the wind and rain, it cannot be shaken, shaken, or hurt.
Li Xiuning scolded: "You all take action together and swear to kill the devil today."
Seeing the "besieged" demon, Dou Jiande, Du Fuwei, Yu Wenhuaji, Dugu Feng, Liu Heitai, and Meng Jiong looked at each other, and then shouted in unison: "Kill the demon!"
Killing people on either side, and even had time to glance at seven people...
Among the seven of them, six are the leaders of the clan and dominate one side; one is Princess Li Tang, who has a distinguished status. In fact, death is really far away for people like them, but they feel it now.
Just because of this glance, just because of a casual glance at them, they had a strong feeling of emptiness, making them seem to feel what death meant!
Li Xiuning stretched out his sword and rushed away. The six major clan leaders led their subordinates and followed behind Li Xiuning.
The devil is really terrible. How can there be such a person in the world? They must kill the devil and swear to kill him. Only when the devil dies can they feel at ease and use his death to stop their own death. meaning.
He raised his hand and pointed a finger at will, and as soon as the force of his finger came out of his fingertip, it was like a sword energy, shooting sharply into the sky.
It's as if thunder suddenly rises from the sky, as if the earth is heaving.
The finger strength condensed by the finger power is like a strong light, splitting the sky and shooting out, shaking the people and ringing.
What kind of fingering is this...
But the finger wind whipped up by the force of the finger is enough to penetrate mountains and crack rocks. But with the force of a finger, it is sharper than a sword, sharper than a knife, sharper than a divine edge, more magical than magical, and more terrifying. horrible.
Zhi Jin flew to attack the seven of them.
They couldn't avoid it, couldn't dodge it, couldn't dodge it, and this kind of pointing force made them unable to parry or parry. The seven people finally felt unprecedented fear, the fear of death.
The seven of them cannot die. Once they die, the coalition will inevitably collapse!
Kou Zhong shouted loudly and descended from the sky. He followed the sword and penetrated the blade with force. The sword turned into a yellow rainbow and met the strike of the finger.
Xu Ziling rushed out with lightning, the figure swept quickly, and the sword merged into one; the timing, angle, and speed of the shot were all brilliant, the sword turned into a long light, and the sword energy moved towards another finger.
Fan Qinghui also swung his sword to help without saying a word. The tip of the sword trembled, as if it were round and square, and its power was unparalleled. The man and the sword formed an inseparable whole, completely natural.
And the remaining four fingers...
Ning Daoqi straightened his immortal bones on the ground, his true energy circulated throughout his body, his robe sleeves moved automatically without wind, his beard and eyebrows were widened, and his appearance became incomparable. Bi Xuan was no less powerful than Ning Daoqi, and all his power was poured into his hands. The two of them were faster than slow, and their fists and palms were neither skillful nor clumsy. Faced with such extremely sharp, sharp, and extreme finger strength, they no longer needed any tricks and could only defeat them with force.
The five people shot at the same time, filling their whole bodies with Qi and concentrating their strength in one place.
"boom!"
Strong winds flowed across the sky, causing the energy of heaven and earth to sway.
Each of the five people was shaken away by the force of the fingers. As the swords rang and the swords trembled, all five people's hands were numb. Kou and Xu even groaned in pain. They touched their arms and staggered, and took a few steps back.
The other seven people were still in shock and still had lingering fears.
They stared and saw that there were corpses lying on the ground in the distance, and the man was still killing people.
When he takes out his palm, his palm movements are all-encompassing, omnipresent, as complex as stars, and ever-changing.
His luck, all martial arts moves, and all sharp weapons were turned around halfway, running around and around, unable to be touched or touched.
Every move he makes seems to come out of nowhere, as he does as he pleases. Every move and every move is an improvised masterpiece, reaching the ultimate level of skill and martial arts. There is an indescribable elegance and elegance in her behavior and posture!
No matter who is in front of him, they are as weak as a child, without the slightest ability to fight back, and no one can survive a single move in his hands.
Shadows flew across the sky, and those who fell behind were no longer human beings.
The wind of the palm will cause injury, the force of the palm will cause immediate death, and the force of the palm will directly destroy the body's bones.
Along the long palace streets, blood rain fell and blood mist filled the air.
Seeing such a scene in front of me, I remembered Master Lu's solemn words: No matter what happens in the future, remember not to be an enemy of that person, no matter what.
Xu Ziling was now very sure of the identity of the devil. Just when he wanted to tell this 'secret' loudly, he heard someone shouting: "Stop! Everyone, stop!"
Angry shouts came from far away, from outside Xuanwu Gate.
He stopped and gave up at will. The others also fled away, and then followed the sound to find a pair of iron cavalry pouring in from the Xuanwu Gate.
There are many things happening.
When everyone saw the group of cavalry, their faces immediately showed expressions of disbelief and disbelief.
A team of cavalry only has eighteen people...
However, they were dressed in cold clothes, silver armor, scimitars on their waists, masks on their faces, and black scarves on their heads, only their eyes were exposed. They wore riding boots, each of them carried a strong bow, and each of them held a red tassel. Silver gun.
No one has seen these eighteen people, and very few living people in the world have seen them, but even if they have never seen these eighteen people, they can still recognize them, because they are the "Eighteen Riders of Yanyun".
Bi Xuan stared at the Eighteenth Cavalry, his face becoming very gloomy, but Ning Daoqi and others all looked happy when they saw it.
When the several clan leaders recovered from the shock, they were even more surprised when they saw the leader Li Shimin.
Compared with the crowd, Kou Zhong suddenly felt that Xu Ziling beside him had gone limp. If he hadn't been quick to catch the person with his quick eyesight, Xu Ziling would have collapsed on the ground.
When Kou Zhong looked at Xu Ziling, he saw that he was trembling all over, his face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were lifeless, as if his soul was missing. Thinking that he had just been injured, he quickly tried to heal his wounds.
Wherever Yan Yun's Eighteen Riders passed, everyone gave way, leaving a straight passage leading to any direction on the palace road.
Li Shimin, along with his confidants Changsun Wuji, Yuchi Jingde, Li Jing and Pang Yu, led Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry to Xuanyuan.
