I said Dongli in adversity

Chapter 226 Brawl in Jukuzhou ([-])
At Ping'an Inn, seeing the sudden change in the situation in Jukuzhou, Jiuhui had a look of shock on his face, "Why, how is that possible!"

"Ren Pingsheng, Hongchenxue, Jian Feidao, He Lou Qiongyu, why was there no information about these people in the demon world before!"

At this time in Jukuzhou, Yuanhuo Tianhuang was defeated at the hands of Hongchenxue, and Shesheng Boy was also suppressed. Biejian Kuanghua and He Lou Qiongyu failed to gain the upper hand in the fight, and Tun, who had high hopes for Jiuhuo, Buddha Boy, facing Ren Pingsheng's hidden front, gradually became at a disadvantage, and the side of the alien demon world ended in a total defeat.

Although there are restrictions on foundation and weapons in Jukuzhou, in the current situation, the gap between the two sides is not big. It is a pure battle of realm and skills.

At this time, the four demons fighting in Jukuzhou are all the most brave and skilled demons in the alien world. In terms of battlefield battles and killings, they are the best in the alien world.

However, they were all at a disadvantage, so how could Jiuhuo not be surprised.

Although there are many demon generals in the alien demon world, there are only a few who can match the strength of the three gatekeepers, not to mention the Buddha-Swallowing Boy. The situation in the Juku Continent made the Nine Woes for the first time in the heart of the alien demon world's battle against the suffering. Worry.

"Where is Tan Xielang?" Jiuhu frowned. The four-versus-four battle situation was already unbalanced. If Hong Chenxue joined any side of the battle at this moment, the balance would be quickly broken.

The key to reversing the situation lies in Tan Xielang.

However, when Jiuhui turned around and switched to Tan Xielang's side, he saw Tan Xielang holding a red gun in one hand and a knife in the other, with red hair dancing wildly, and he was also fighting.

Opposite him was a white-haired man who was crazy about swords and swords. Facing Ye Xiaochai, even though he was as arrogant and arrogant as Tang Xielang, he still clearly felt the pressure.

"The sword madness and sword madness are well-deserved! But in the end, the winner should be me!"

Step by step, Tan Xielang stepped forward with his sword.

With a sonorous sound, the swords were handed over again. Ye Xiaochai's body jumped up, and his body immediately floated up into the void, condescendingly, and the swords fell down at the same time.

Tan Xielang regained the energy and blood surging in his body, and crossed swords and spears. He looked at the figure chopped down in the air, held his breath and concentrated. When the blade passed by again, the red spear stabbed out coldly.

He used his sword to block the knife, and used his knife to block the gun. Ye Xiaochai received several sonorous shots steadily. Seeing this, Tan Xielang's attack became faster and more urgent, which was dizzying.

Ye Xiaochai's expression condensed, and his energy was shaken. Tan Xielang flew upside down and stood still. In the blink of an eye, the sword energy filled the sky. When he responded, the white-haired figure disappeared in an instant, and he teleported quickly, and the situation on the sword changed.

With a loud bang, the four weapons met and waves of dust surged. Tan Xielang felt his hands go numb, his body sank, and his legs sank into the ground.

The magic element was extremely lucky, Tan Xielang's body shot out from the ground, and the red spear swept across, with a loud shock, and the spear and sword were handed over again.

The devil's pleasure, the devil's blood, the spear and sword in hand, Tan Xielang suppressed him with every move, but the person in front of him was as majestic as Mount Tai, making Tan Xielang's attacks invisible again and again, making it difficult to be effective.

"Damn it!"

Why, why is it that the foundation of the person in front of me is obviously not as good as mine, and the weapons are not as good as mine, why, why, why can't I win!

With anxiety in his heart, Tan Xielang's attacks became more and more swift and violent. With his spear and knife, his moves were like thunder rushing through the sky, as fast as the aurora, and as heavy as falling from a mountain.

After dozens of exchanges, Tan Xielang suddenly frowned and collided again, but his whole body retreated uncontrollably. The devil's keen sense made him feel an indescribable crisis.

retreat!

Although he didn't know why, Tan Xielang's feet had already moved. However, unexpectedly, the white-haired swordsman moved faster.

The sword enters the ground, and the sword is commanded to dance. Needless to say, in just a moment, the sword energy is seen all over the sky, with no beginning, no end, and endless.

"Wrath of evil waves!"

In an instant, the demonic energy was extremely strong. Tan Xielang concentrated and kept his pace. Demonic energy surged around his body, and evil waves swept out.

Extreme power collides, the sky and the earth are boundless, and the aftermath trembles——

"Uh"

There was a muffled sound, blood spattered, Hong Yi took half a step back, the injury fell on his body, and the red gun in his hand was also released. "You actually used my attack on you to temper your own heart and restore yourself to a state of mind like a flat lake. Damn it!"

"Please."

He spat out one word, and saw thousands of sword-finger strokes, and aura rings bursting out.

"Hmph, do you think that I will lose this way? Xie Yi Zhan!"

Holding the sword in both hands, Tan Xielang's whole body was filled with blood and blood rose crazily. He slashed down with one swing of the sword, swallowing up the heaven and earth with unparalleled magnificence.

"Heart Sword!"

When the two words came out, Jianliu blinked for only a moment.

Amid the rumbling vibrations, the red sword energy became invisible and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Tan Xielang flew more than ten feet, staggered to the ground, and vomited out a mouthful of blood. There were clearly no injuries on his body. However, however...

"Ye Xiaochai, I remember you!"

"You will never have such good luck again in a tough fight!"

Reluctantly, Tan Xielang disappeared, but Ye Xiaochai did not step forward to handle the loot, nor did he turn around to leave and engage in a more central battle. He just stood there quietly, looking in one direction.

In that direction, there was a familiar yet unfamiliar aura, approaching quickly.

Familiar, strange...

Clatter, the sound of fast horse hooves stirred up the dust, and in sight, a white bone horse with horns on its head and fangs in its mouth was approaching quickly, dragging a carriage with a pitch-black body.

The majestic poetic trumpet resounded in all directions, echoing not only in Ye Xiaochai, but also in the ears of countless viewers.

"Ghost shadows travel through the night, white skulls look like horses, Lang calls Nangong's name with hatred, Jun raises his angry eyebrows to kill the world!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha, other people's failures are my happiness!"

I saw a figure standing out from the carriage, with a yin and yang face and black and white hair. What really attracted people's attention was his temperament. He was arrogant and unruly, and despised social ethics. There were many madmen in the world. I had never seen him before. There are countless people I have interacted with, but those people, whether good or evil, are slightly inferior in front of this person.

"Master Black and White, Nangong Hen..."

A strange name, but why, why, just like Shi Yanwen that day, it always gives people an inexplicably familiar feeling.

Su Huanzhen was in a daze for a moment.

But in Jukuzhou, under the cover of Nangong Hen's majestic palm, Ye Xiaochai sighed in his heart, but did not dare to be careless. As soon as the sword finger came out, he lowered his palm for the first time. He only felt the huge power adding to his body, and Ye Xiaochai's body was filled with energy and blood. He surged forward, slid backwards, and barely managed to stabilize his body after more than ten feet.

Seeing that Nangong Hen was not pursuing him, Ye Xiaochai heard a strange yet vaguely familiar name.

"Second brother!"

"Why, we haven't fought each other for a long time, brother, do you need your hand?"

"Come, let me take a look, big brother. Long time no see, your martial arts has entered the country!"

　Let me explain to some fellow Taoists here, the relationship between Ye Xiaochai, Nangong Hen and Liu Qingyi who appeared in the previous chapters, and the relationship between Jinlan and Jinlan among the three people comes from a very old fanfic "Thunderbolt Rivers and Lakes: Qingyi", which is a very excellent fanfic This work is also the author's first work. I only read Pili after reading Tsing Yi. It is really a classic. Friends who are not good at reading can check it out.

　　So adding it here is a bit of the author’s selfishness~
　　
　
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