Gusu South Murong

() Li Xian exerted all his strength, without the slightest leak of internal energy, but an invisible oppression centered on it and quickly spread. The imposing manner was stronger. If Jiao Luo had touched the realm of martial arts at this time, then Li Xian had already realized his own martial arts, and half-stepped into the realm of legend!

Murong Fu lamented that Li Xian's swordsmanship is wonderful and the speed of the sword is far beyond the masters in the world, especially the ghostly speed, which makes the hairs stand on end. This speed is already unpredictable.

Li Xian sneered in his heart, and moved a few steps abruptly and strangely, "Qiang!" The soft sword in his hand came out again, and the sword technique changed again. , Jiao Luo wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the sacred fire order collided with it heavily. Immediately, a figure emerged directly, stomping on the ground and retreating a dozen steps before stabilizing his figure.

The astonishment in Jiao Luo's eyes was very strong. Unexpectedly, Li Xian's strength has improved so much. He thought that his strength had improved by leaps and bounds in these years, but he never thought that he was still inferior to Li Xian, but even so, he would still work hard A fight, even death.

After this fight, the faces of the Mingjiao people changed greatly: "No, the leader is at a disadvantage, this..."

Li Xian, who was using all his strength, saw that he repelled the coke oven for several steps, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth was even worse. He stepped forward continuously, and each step covered a distance of nearly ten meters. Suddenly, he appeared in front of Jiao Luo again, his arms trembling, and one after another sword shadows emerged continuously, and finally, as if turning into waves of the sea, they overlapped and charged towards Jiao Luo fiercely.

At this time, Li Xian had the upper hand, and naturally he was full of murderous intent. At this moment, he did his best to help him without holding back, just to deal with Jiao Luo as soon as possible. Seeing Li Xian's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, Jiao Luo shouted: "Li Xian , die for me!"

From among Jiao Luo's ten fingers, cold air shot out, and he bit the tip of his teeth, his face turned blue and red, his body trembled slightly when his face was blue, sweat poured down from his face and forehead, his veins bulged, and he suddenly drank Shouted one word at a time: "The universe is moving, get up!" In an instant, Jiao Luo's whole body was like a big lake filled with flood water when a mountain torrent erupted. Under the traction of Jiao Luo's Great Teleportation, he spun violently.

Murong Fu's eyes must be fixed, his eyes are wide open, and his eyes are full of disbelief: "This is by no means the fourth level of the Great Teleportation of the Universe?"

"Dididi," the violent wind blew like a storm between the two of them, Jiao Luo's clothes fluttered, and he was surrounded by six holy torches, just as the six torches flew to him. When it was on the top of his head, he suddenly rubbed his fingers together, combined the six holy fire tokens, and headed towards Li Xian in a direct head-to-head manner.

Li Xian's sharp sword light surged like waves, and collided with Jiao Luo's sacred fire order in an instant!

Clang, Clang, Clang!

The Holy Fire Token in Jiao Luo's hand disintegrated in an instant, and re-dispersed into six pieces, which scattered in all directions. The huge impact force, as if pushing the torch, pierced Jiao Luo's palm holding the Holy Torch, and there was a "bang" With a sound, it hit Jiao Luo's right palm heavily, and blood flowed down immediately. At this moment, Li Xian's soft sword was also shaken from the palm by gravity, and it came out of his hand, piercing obliquely into the ground.

Jiao Luo didn't care about his injuries, and moved his toes a few times to appear behind Li Xian. He fought desperately with two moves, and the viciousness with which he was fighting for his life frightened Li Xian's calm and calm face. However, Jiao Luo did not resist, and suddenly slapped Li Xian on the back with a palm he had accumulated for a long time.

Following Jiao Luo's palm, Li Xian's throat was sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Staggering, he drew out the soft sword that stabbed obliquely in front of his eyes, only to find that his arm tightened, and the secret path was not good, so he took advantage of the situation and slammed the sword forward. After stabbing.

A wicked smile flashed across Jiao Luo's eyes, "Yan'er, I'm here." Jiao Luo's face became calm, following Li Xian's sword, he did not dodge or evade, his hands tightly wrapped around Li Xian, Accurate, not upset at all, the speed of response, as fast as a meteor.

Seeing Jiao Luo's actions, Li Xian suddenly turned pale with horror, and roared in a sharp voice: "No, you lunatic, no..." Li Xian, who discovered what Jiao Luo was thinking in his heart, shouted in shock However, it was too late at this time, Li Xian stabbed back with his sword, Jiao Luo's figure suddenly turned to one side, and Li Xian was taken along with him, this sword pierced through the lower abdomen of the two of them in an instant.

Li Xian's complexion was pale. From Jiao Luo's body, he felt the breath of death for the first time. When he grabbed the soft sword pierced into his lower abdomen and slowly pulled it out, Jiao Luo had already had the will to die. Li Xian died together, Jiao Luo couldn't wish for it, he didn't give Li Xian a chance, tightly hugged Li Xian, and slapped Li Xian on the back.

After receiving this blow, Li Xian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the movement of his hand also paused. Jiao Luo grabbed the hilt of the sword in Li Xian's hand like lightning, and slapped the hilt hard with a palm covered with internal force. The tip of the sword instantly Penetrate the lower abdomen of two people.

Under the gaze of countless gazes, Li Xian's mournful roar resounded rumblingly from the top of the light: "Ah!" With such a hard collision, a mouthful of blood spewed out from the mouths of the two of them immediately. , Immediately the whole body was unable to stand still, Li Xian shouted angrily, and spit out his internal energy, Jiao Luo who was standing behind him flew backwards, and Li Xian didn't care to pull out the soft sword in his lower abdomen, staggering Turning around, the army behind him immediately protected Li Xian.

Seeing this, Xi Feng and Ye Xing flashed out, and in the blink of an eye, they flew towards the direction where Jiao Luo fell. They supported Jiao Luo, one left and one right, and looked at Li Xian who was already surrounded by the army. Knowing that his wish to kill Li Xian while he was weak was about to come to naught, he looked at Jiao Luo who was covered in wounds, and felt anxious, not caring about anything else, and turned back to his own side.

In the entire Guangmingding, the countless Mingjiao people saw clearly the desperate actions of the leader. When Ye Xing and Xifeng brought Jiao Luo back, they immediately knelt down, and the dark crowd cried out: "The leader!"

Li Xian's blood-stained arm was slowly raised amidst the horrified gazes around him, and he took a deep look at Jiao Luo, who was exhausted and withered, and knew in his heart that he was the one who won this battle after all. , Intermittently said: "Pass my order, the whole... army, withdraw... leave!" Then passed out.

The general beside Li Xian understood, and issued orderly orders one after another. Under his orders, the black army immediately retreated like a tide, and finally disappeared on the top of the mountain.

Jiao Luo, who was supported by Ye Xing and Xi Feng, was almost exhausted at this time. At this moment, the four kings of the Ming Sect, the five Sanren, and the left and right protectors were all around Jiao Luo, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Looking at Murong Fu, his eyes were loose, and he said word by word: "Mingjiao disciples must not kill each other. Brother Murong has both ability and political integrity. Let Murong Fu temporarily take the position of deputy leader and deal with important tasks of this school."

"Yan'er, I'm here to look for you..." The more she spoke, the softer her voice became, and when she said the word "Yan'er", her voice was like a gossamer, almost inaudible!The hands slowly loosened, and finally fell heavily.

Ye Xing, who was beside Jiao Luo, stretched out his hand to hold his breath, he was breathless, hugged Jiao Luo's body, and cried, a heart-piercing voice hovered on the top of the light: "Master!" All the congregation burst into tears, and the sound of crying shook the valley.

Murong Fu stared blankly at Jiao Luo, Jiao Luo's solemn and indifferent appearance, Yuan Suoyue's staunch, faint master demeanor seemed to be vivid in his memory, but now... Thinking of this, Murong Fu was filled with emotion, and stood up. There, I have been silent for a long time!

At this moment, all the members of the Ming Cult knew that Jiao Luo had run out of oil and the lamp was dry. All the believers struggled to get up together, and each of them sat cross-legged, with their hands and fingers spread out, and held in front of their chests, like a flying flame, as Jiao Luo. Remember the Mingjiao scriptures!