The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 260

As soon as the word "hands-on" fell, everyone's auras that were originally confronting each other changed, except for Qiao Feng who disdained to bully the less with the more, the rest all looked directly at Wu Xingyun.

A rare look of panic appeared on Wu Xingyun's face.

As soon as the lunar eclipse appeared, her white hair turned black visibly to the naked eye, replaced by black hair, and her hands and feet also shortened a little bit.

A sign of power decline.

really.

Murong Bo's eyes widened, with Li Qiushui's promise, how could he not be tempted to restore the country, and immediately suggested: "Since that's the case, why don't we work together to eradicate this powerful enemy first, and then determine the ownership of the alchemy. "

"good."

"it is good!"

"It's a word."

Everyone no longer objected, and approached step by step.

The next moment, several figures swooped and rushed towards Wu Xingyun.

Wu Xingyun hurriedly retreated, but a strong wind came from behind him, Li Qiushui had already blocked his way of retreat, he poked five fingers of his right hand, "Ghost Claws of the Netherworld" reappeared, his hands were pale and blue, and their brilliance flourished as if they could capture people's souls.

In front of him, Murong Bo took the lead in striking, shaking his hands and wrists, and several wisps of bright sword energy flowed down like a long river.

The rest are doing their own thing.

The man in black actually made a move, and as soon as he took a step forward, it was already a killer move.

"Cough cough!"

But an untimely light voice sounded faintly.

"Wait, you can't touch her yet."

It was Chen Zhuo who spoke, as if he had been forgotten by everyone, he spoke quickly and lightly.

His mood was as usual, his eyes were calm, but the words in his mouth seemed to have infinite weight, and they were aboveboard, without any concealment.

As soon as the words fell, several murderous intentions turned around and attacked him.

Now that the situation is clear, they are neither friends nor enemies, and these people will not let go of the golden opportunity in front of them. Since Chen Zhuo dared to stop him, he is seeking his own death.

The words are exhausted, the momentum is exhausted.

A long dark and thick iron crutch swept across the sky with a mighty force, and the strong wind howled like a ghost crying.

Duan Yanqing, the head of the Four Great Villains.

And the man in black, and Li Yanzong.

The three of them moved around, not only wanting to find out about Chen Zhuo's details, but also wanting to kill him.

"Marry your own business, court death!"

Duan Yanqing was first, Li Yanzong was later, and the man in black was last.

But the slightest difference is the difference between heaven and earth, the distance between life and death.

Duan Yanqing was halfway through the recruitment process, when he suddenly saw the face in front of him, a pair of eyes that were overflowing with black energy lit up dimly, followed by an extremely powerful evil spirit that no one had ever felt before, erupting from Chen Huo's body, invisible But it was shocking, frightening, and the hairs stood on end.

In a trance, Night Breeze seemed to have an extra smell of blood.

Killing intent!Murder!murderous look!
The autumn wind is bitter.

At this time, the lunar eclipse was getting bigger and bigger, and a shadow quickly enveloped the world on the ground that was originally as clear as frost and snow, like the nightfall falling, and the black tide spreading.

At the last glance, Duan Yanqing saw Chen Zhuo put his hands into his sleeves, advancing step by step instead of retreating, the facial makeup was lifelike, as if he had come to life, turned into a man-eating ghost, grotesque and grotesque.

At the moment when the last ray of moonlight dimmed, as the sky and the earth darkened, the walking figure went three to five feet straight, and was already in front of Duan Yanqing in an instant, a pair of creepy cold eyes suddenly floated in front of him.

The four eyes met, Duan Yanqing's pupils first shrank and then expanded, and in the dark eyes, two rounds of arc moons unexpectedly lit up, swallowing and spitting out, disappearing in a flash.

Not only he saw these two arc moons, Li Yanzong saw it, Murong Bo saw it, Ding Chunqiu saw it, but also Li Qiushui, the man in black, Jiumozhi, and finally Qiao Feng.

Everyone was moved, their scalps exploded, their necks were chilled, and their pale and terrifying faces were submerged by the black tide. Afterwards, the world was completely dark.

In the darkness, there were angry shouts and screams, sharp and strange screams, and sword aura and claw wind in an instant. Everyone felt that something terrible happened.

It's just that the lunar eclipse came and went quickly.

The Kuroshio receded in a blink of an eye, and all movements also receded.

Moonlight reappears.

Wu Xingyun disappeared, and so did Chen Zhuo.

Li Qiushui's expression was dignified, full of surprise, surprise, and shock.

"What about people?"

But in front of her, a half-cut knife was inserted obliquely into the soil, and the previous move was unexpectedly blocked.

Li Qiushui's expression trembled, he was filled with anger and hatred, his fingers were clenched into his palms, such a plan made people escape.

But she suddenly felt something strange, quickly touched her thin neck, passed her finger, and when she looked again, there was already a trace of blood on it.

"What a quick knife!"

"What a weird sword technique!"

"What a terrifying movement!"

"This man's sword skills coupled with his elusive movement skills, I am afraid that there is no match for him in the Jianghu!"

It wasn't just Li Qiushui who was touching his neck, the people who made the move earlier, except Qiao Feng, all touched his neck with lingering fear.

The timid one gasped for a few breaths like being rescued from drowning, with his eyes wide open, feeling that the head was still on his neck, he gradually calmed down.

The shock in Murong Bo's eyes was also hard to hide, and a faint line of blood appeared on his neck.

Those two flashes of arc moon before were clearly two extremely terrifying sword lights, without any tricks or tricks, but they were the only terrifying ones I had ever seen in my life.

It's just one move, it flies like electricity, and retreats like a shadow.

It's too fast, so fast that it makes people forget their life and death.

Beside him stood Li Yanzong.

Li Yanzong's face was pale, he put his sword in his hand, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you for saving my life, senior."

Murong Bo's face was covered with black silk, so he couldn't see his true face, but when he saw the person in front of him who could use the Murong family's unique skill "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi", he already knew the identity of the other party, and a little kindness flashed in his eyes.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Turned his head to look.

Those disciples of the Xingxiu Sect, at some point, no one gasped, and no one opened their mouths.

"What a quick knife!"

Duan Yanqing slowly put down the iron crutches that had failed, his mouthpiece was completely ruined, and he spoke through ventriloquist.

However, as soon as the trembling sound sounded, a knife edge suddenly appeared on his neck, his flesh was split open, and the head of the six suns rolled down, and the blood arrow shot into the sky, spraying like a roar.

The iron crutch was on the ground, and only a headless body was left to support it.

One person took the lead, and those Xingxiu disciples suddenly fell down like fallen chess pieces, and fell to the ground in an instant, their bodies were already divided into two pieces.

Ding Chunqiu was terrified and hurriedly staggered back, kept wiping the blood on his neck, fearing that he would follow in the footsteps of these people.

"Who the hell is this person?"

Qiao Feng was outside the battle circle, so he naturally saw much more clearly than others, with serious eyes.

The man in black suddenly grabbed his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"

Seeing the two leave, Li Qiushui didn't bother to stop her. She planned this trip in every possible way, just to get rid of Wu Xingyun's serious trouble. It was obviously a golden opportunity, but she killed such a terrifying master halfway.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? That person took two of my Nether Ghost Claws. Even if he was able to retreat completely, he was not unscathed. He set off immediately and headed to Misty Peak. Since Wu Xingyun's vitality was seriously injured, he just took advantage of her illness to kill her. , besides, my senior brother Wu Yazi will soon reappear in the Jianghu, and we will all feel bad when the time comes."

Li Qiushui looked at Ding Chunqiu, his eyes signaled.

Ding Chunqiu's heart trembled.

He looked at the disciples under his sect again, their faces were stiff and ugly.

"That's right, just now he fought with me for a few sword qi moves, there is no way he can be intact." Murong Bo's eyes were deep, and I thought for a while, "This person's origin is mysterious, and his martial arts are also very mysterious. I have never heard of such means, and there is no such person, do you think this person is the mastermind behind the scenes?"

Several people looked at each other.

"Chase!"

(End of this chapter)