"What a 'Yellow River Ancestor', it's really extraordinary!"

Looking at the wonderful martial arts that the two of them jointly performed, a hint of admiration flashed in Bai Xingjian's eyes, and a long roar, the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared, like thunder, and a ball of sword light surrounded the two of them like clouds.

The cold light flashed like a flying locust rain, and the steps under the feet were flashing like a swimming fish. The exquisite sword technique combined with a flexible and changeable body technique, the internal power of the Heli Jiuxiao magic weapon continued to stir up, and the sound of sword sounds shocked, but the rhythm of the two of them was instantly disordered in an excellent manner.

"What a weird martial art, old man, have you ever heard of such a martial art?"

Zu Qianqiu moved his folding fan and waved a "light Luo small fan". The fan surface was shaken like a butterfly flying flowers, blocking Bai Xingjian's sword light and complaining.

"How did the master know? It's really evil!"

The old man's pair of fleshy palms flew up and down, the strong wind was everywhere, and the fat body was extremely flexible and volatile and rushing. He was able to use all his strength to attack left and right.

Unfortunately, no matter how the two of them changed their tricks, Bai Xingjian's three-foot green hair was blowing tightly, and the dense look was filled with sword shadows that were roaring through the air.

As the sword shadow shook, a strange sword sound made, constantly shaking the true energy wandering inside the two of them.

People in the left-handed path often practice fast, but their foundation is unstable. The internal strength of the two is not as thick as Bai Xingjian, and it seems mottled. Under the shock of the sword, the true energy in their bodies does not rush left and right, which is very uncomfortable.

Every time the sword sounded, both of them felt that the domineering internal forces penetrated into the eight extraordinary meridians, running around and entangled with their own internal forces, causing severe pain to almost let out a sigh of pain.

If the two of them had not always cooperated and tacitly, attacked from top to bottom, attacked from top to bottom, attacked from main attack and defending from top to top, and attacked from left to right, distracted Bai Xingjian's attention, no matter who was in the "Yellow River Ancestor" could not withstand Bai Xingjian's full-strength attack.

Compared to the more they fought, the more they felt uncomfortable, Bai Xingjian became more and more happy, and his body was like a weak willow that swayed left and right, waving around in the gap between the joint attack of the "Yellow River Ancestor".

My mind was clear and I could pick up all kinds of exquisite moves at will. A long sword flowed and changed, and my moves became more and more complete. The sound of the sword was louder and louder, and the suppression of Zu Qianqiu and the old man became stronger and stronger.

Among the two, the old man relied on the internal power of the palm technique, and the consumption was greater than that of Zu Qianqiu, and the influence of Jian Ming was naturally greater on him.

After more than fifty moves, the excessively consumed internal energy finally could not suppress the true energy running in his body. The old man's chest hurt, and his muffled groan and his movements stopped for a moment.

This stagnation is really not long, but if a master fights, subtle flaws can determine everything.

Seeing this, Bai Xingjian's magic move was used to the limit, and it flashed in front of the old man in a short distance like teleportation. A cold light rushed into the sky like a white crane slashing into the sky, stabbing the old man's chest.

The old man, who was like a meat ball, suddenly panicked. He quickly reached out and turned his palm into a finger, pointing at the sword tip in Bai Xingjian's hand, trying to bounce it away.

As a result, the old man pointed at the sword edge, and a terrifying internal force suddenly came from the thin and soft sword edge, like a bomb that exploded in an instant.

The terrifying impact force cracked, directly breaking the old man's fingers.

The so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the fingers are broken. Even such a powerful demon master cannot help but scream in pain.

However, before the old man's pain was completely shouted out, with a puff, the sharp sword tip had pierced his chest.

The bright white blade was instantly dyed red by blood.

"Old man!!!"

Seeing this scene, Zu Qianqiu shouted loudly, then frightened and glared at Bai Xingjian.

"Damn kid, go to death!!!"

Amid the roar, the folding fan in his hand was sharp and whistling straight on Bai Xingjian's back. The empty left hand was not idle and waved his palm, and the wind was fierce and powerful.

"Hmph!" Bai Xingjian snorted coldly when he saw this.

With a hand, he instantly pulled the sword out of the old man's chest. The sword light flashed like lightning and thunder, and a faint sequential sword energy was swallowed and vomited.

At the same time, Bai Xingjian turned his body and swung his arm and used the "Heart-breaking" in his heart-breaking palm to attack Zu Qianqiu.

With a loud ding, the sword tip and the folding fan touched each other, and the thick internal force contained in the instant, the clicking folding fan hit the folding fan.

At the same time, both palms also thumped, and a burst of air burst into each other.

The moment the palms touched each other, Zu Qianqiu felt a heavy blow, and he felt a huge and strange internal force rushing into his body through the meridians of his arm.

For a moment, I felt that my five internal organs were burning, my heart was broken, my body trembled violently, my throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood could no longer be suppressed, and a puff of it sprayed out.

Then, before he could come back from such a severe injury, he saw Bai Xingjian jumping over like a bird, and the long sword in his hand turned into afterimages, as if flying feathers were flying all over the sky, scattered on the vital points around him.

Puff puff puff puff!

Like a continuous cannon, Zu Qianqiu's key acupoints were all covered with long swords, and snowflakes burst out, and his whole body fell into a pool of blood in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the left-handed person present was frightened.

Among them, in terms of cultivation, the highest one is Zu Qianqiu, the old man of the "Yellow River Ancestor", and the three of them are "no way to do it".

As a result, Bai Xingjian fought against two people and actually took their lives so easily, which scared the left-minded masters who were still in the fight and turned pale.

Ji Wushi was shocked and was three points slower when he made a move.

Bao Dachu, who fought with Ji Wushi, is the elder of the Demon Sect and the leader of the four elders who had previously sent to Meizhuang. His strength is naturally self-evident.

After breaking through the six extraordinary sutras, his cultivation is already above the point of making no contribution. Seeing that the plan is not distracted, how could he miss this opportunity?

Bao Dachu shouted loudly, with a bit of ferocious look on his face. The internal force in his body was circulating wildly, and he quickly swung a punch. With a stern roar, the tall and strong body jumped up like a big bird. The strong wind whistled and a cold energy covered his head and face.

Seeing this, Ji Wushi's face changed drastically. At this moment, he had already changed his tricks. He quickly spread his legs, sinks his energy into the Dantian, and uses the internal force in his body to push out his palms, soaring into the sky with the rolling energy, and facing Bao Dachu.

Bang!

The two palms striking each other with strong energy, the strong wind blew. Ji Wushen's body, his legs fell and he fell into the ground for more than three inches. As the qi and blood surged, a mouthful of blood gushed out instantly.

Bao Dachu was also uncomfortable. As the two internal forces exploded, he was shocked to fly away. He fell to the ground and took several steps to stabilize his body. A pale flashed across his face, and then he slowly returned to a little blood.
Chapter completed!