Eagle Archer's Gale Sword

() Xia Gulan only responded with "I don't know the so-called" to Murong Patriarch's question.

She caught a glimpse of Hou Qingyun's long sword turning into a stream of light, passing in a flash, pointing directly at Patriarch Murong's back heart, her thoughts turned sharply, and she pressed her hands, another series of swift stabs pierced through Patriarch Murong forcibly The invisible wall of air attacked brazenly, the ice crystal sword shook, and the ice crystals attached to the sword bounced rapidly, like a lotus flower blooming, swirling to attack Patriarch Murong's front and back!

Just when Hong Qigong, Xia Gulan and Hou Qingyun were fighting against Patriarch Murong, the people over there also started a big battle.

Qiu Qianren faced the long-bearded old man again, and this time Qiu Qianren learned how to be obedient, with restrained palms, air flowing through the whole body, extremely careful in every move and attack, and agile steps, avoiding the opportunity of the long-bearded old man's "joint fingers".

The long-bearded old man's physical skills and martial arts seem ordinary, but both fingering and palming are unique in the world, and his strength is still above the five best!

After dozens of moves, Qiu Qianren was already in danger, he knew that he would never be able to fight against him alone, after a few steps out of the way, he shouted in the gap: "No, the old monks come together!"

"Amitabha, the almsgiver has offended!" Yideng originally didn't want to attack the bearded old man, but the long-bearded old man's move was terrible.

One yang refers to the other and joins the fingers!

The long-bearded old man hastily passed a few tricks with Yideng, and seeing Yideng's mysterious and exquisite fingering, his finger strength was straight and exquisite, he was slightly moved, and said: "The old monk's Yiyang fingering strength is very high!"

"The benefactor is too rewarding." The two spoke humbly, and the fight did not stop. The long-bearded old man pointed out with a joint finger, while Yideng hit back with a yang finger, and the fingers intersected. Yideng frowned and groaned, obviously eating deficit.

"Unfortunately, my skills are still a bit weak!" The long-bearded old man hit a lamp with one finger. Shooting three times in a row, one palm faster than one palm, Qiu Qianren made three moves in succession, and was knocked back three steps in succession. His blood was surging, and he was already horrified: He...didn't use all his strength before?

Huang Yaoshi was defeated in front of the wolf slaves before, and he held back his anger. After Patriarch Murong attacked, he took out the jade flute that he carried with him, and displayed a set of exquisite jade flute swordsmanship. The sword pointed at the large hole on the wolf slave's chest, but in fact it pierced the joints of his limbs.

The wolf slave was happy and fearless, his stern face carved with knives and axes was covered with wind and frost, his eyebrows slanted, and the light in his eyes shot out violently. He let out a loud "duh", resounding like thunder on the ground, and his burly body Immediately forward, like a giant eagle spreading its wings, he punched suddenly.

"You can change it in a thousand ways, and I will break it with my own strength!" The wolf slave ignored Huang Yaoshi's Yuxiao swordsmanship, and just punched it out!

That lightning-like punch came in an instant, seemingly ordinary and unpretentious, but it was unparalleled in strength and power!

Huang Yaoshi was sore from the wind of his Wuzhu fist, he hurriedly backed away with gossip steps, and after the wolf slave figure passed, he immediately stepped on the Shangshang, leaped up with a stride, and clicked out several killing moves .

The jade flute poured Wuzhu's true energy into him. It was as hard and fierce as a magic weapon. Huang Yaoshi's speed was fast, and while the wolf slave was fierce, he was also dexterous!The figure folded in the air, and an iron hand was placed on the jade flute in an instant, and he twisted it forcefully, and there was a crisp sound, and the jade hole flute let out a mournful cry, breaking into several pieces and shattering on the ground!

"Brother Jing, hurry up and help daddy!" Seeing the wolf slave showing off his might and breaking Huang Yaoshi's jade flute, Huang Rong hurriedly urged Guo Jing to come forward to help.

Guo Jing saw that several masters had come out, but they could barely withstand the attack of the other three, while there were still a few people on the other side watching indifferently, his heart sank, this was not the time to be dazed, he gathered his spirits, raised his fists, and grabbed the opponent with two steps. Go up, attack the wolf slave with Huang Yaoshi.

The wolf slave's expression remained the same, seeing Guo Jing's left and right fists approaching one after another, he swung two fists like lightning, and hit Guo Jing's left and right hands separately, with two "boom booms", Guo Jing snorted and took a few steps back, suddenly coughing up a big mouthful of blood!

The gap is too big, it is not a level at all!

Huang Rong saw that Guo Jing was defeated in just one move, her pretty face was completely bloodless, she quickly walked to Guo Jing's side, supported him, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Jing, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Guo Jing had been punched twice, his chest was full of annoyance, and after spitting out a mouthful of bruises, his true energy circulated through his meridians without hindrance. The kung fu of the eighteen dragon palms.

"This palm technique...why does it look so familiar?" The wolf slave saw that Guo Jing suddenly used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Xiao Sha's desolate face flashed a strange look, as if he was a little puzzled. He was stunned for a moment, and opened his hand wide Close, to resist Huang Yaoshi's unpredictable palm technique, but the other hand came out lightly, dismantling Guo Jing's Dragon Subduing Palm, but it didn't use much strength.

"I seem to recall something... It's a strange feeling..." The wolf slave tore down a few records with a gentle palm, and then looked at Guo Jing's face, his eyes were cold and sharp as a knife, and there was a trace of warmth in his eyes. The enemy, however, did not kill him. Instead, he hoped that the young man would do a few more tricks, so that he could relive that inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Huang Rong was relieved when she saw that Guo Jing was able to stop the wolf slave's move. She turned her head and saw Li Yiqi, Qiu Chuji, Li Mochou, Yahuan, Lu Dai and the frivolous young man, Liu Chuxuan, and Bai Pao Zhe. The naked woman confronted her, unable to spare her hand at all.

The remaining man was dressed in white, with loose black hair, and was carrying a wide long sword on his back. The shape of the hilt was hideous, which was very strange. Through the scabbard, one could faintly see the bloody dark red of the sword body, which was daunting. .

"This is an evil soldier, this person must be extremely evil!" Huang Rong felt a chill in her heart, but the man looked up at the sky, he didn't care about the fight on the field, and had no intention of making a move.

"Old urchin, why are you still looking there!" Huang Rong suddenly discovered that the head dodging behind a rock was the old urchin Zhou Botong who had been missing.

The old naughty boy laughed and said, "Just now, my stomach hurts so much, I went to poop a lot..."

"This old naughty boy, you don't know when to joke!" Huang Rong was angry and laughed, and shouted, "Hurry up and help, if you don't come, we're all going to die!"

"Who dares to be so bold and bully our Miss Huang? Who are these people? Their martial arts are so brilliant!" The old urchin fled to the mountainside for a while in order to avoid Yideng, but finally couldn't hold back and turned back. He happened to find that there was a lot of shouting here, and he just poked his head out to look around when Huang Rong spotted him.

"Qiu Chuji, what's going on with you?" The old naughty boy ignored the others, seeing Qiu Chuji and others confronting Liu Chuxuan and the white-robed woman, he couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Master Uncle, Junior Brother Liu's state... is very wrong!" If it hadn't been for decades of getting along, Qiu Chuji couldn't believe that this strangely dressed person in front of him would be Liu Chuxuan who has always been silent and taciturn!

"Liu Chuxuan, you are an old man, why do you dress the same as Sancai Boy? Did you take the wrong medicine?" The old naughty boy also noticed Liu Chuxuan's abnormality, so he didn't think much about it, but thought Liu Chuxuan's outfit was very interesting.

Liu Chuxuan ignored the old urchin, and said with a sneer, "Brother Qiu, this is the last time I will call you brother, quickly disarm and surrender, lest you die needlessly on the top of Mount Hua!"