After being hit by Lin Zhanqing's long needle-shaped sword light, the man in coarse linen clothes stumbled back. But after shaking a few times, he still stood firm.

There was a wound as big as a stone on his left forearm, and blood was flowing down continuously. The man in coarse linen clothes had his eyes wide open and his teeth clenched. He wanted to tear Lin Zhanqing into pieces.

…

At this time, the man in the Chinese uniform let go of his hands and feet without any reservation. His attacks were swift and swift, and Dongfang Wan was forced to retreat step by step.

But I don’t know if he is deliberately retaining his skills or has some other idea. Although Dongfang Wan was completely suppressed by the man in the costume, he didn’t look anxious.

Dongfang Wan struggled to deal with every move, and even almost got hurt several times. But in the end, she managed to avoid it without any danger.

The man in the rich uniform seemed to have noticed something. After a few moves at close range, he took a step back and said:

"It seems that the fairy beauty has carefully prepared a gift for me. How can I be embarrassed by this? Why not, instead of being secretive, why not show your last resort openly!"

After the man in fine clothes finished speaking, he pinched the finger of the sword with his left hand and moved his right hand quickly from left to right an inch in front of the finger of the sword.

The man in fine clothes muttered something:

"The shooting star in the long night will be bright forever!"

A series of stars appeared in an instant, surrounding the man in fine clothes. The man in fine clothes, who was in the center of the starlight drill, thrust his sword toward the sky, and then slashed down hard.

The starlight around him seemed to be guided by a long sword, turning into a tornado-shaped light a foot thick, flying upward into the air, turning downward, and then violently rushing towards the east.

Seeing this scene, Dongfang Wan had been prepared for a long time. Dongfang Wan looked solemn, like a peerless fairy, not afraid of the light of the tornado in front of her.

Dongfang Wan muttered silently,

"The heaven and earth are merciless, and their kindness nourishes all things. The flowing clouds have no intention of nourishing all living beings."

As the idea of ​​the Three Swords of Liuyun came out, layers of mist burst out from Dongfang Wan's body. The mist was as majestic as the mist formed by a waterfall rushing down a cliff.

After the mist dissipated, it turned into lines of solid white mist, running up and down around Dongfang Wan's body. The white mist resembled a spiritual snake and a real dragon.

As the white mist moves away, the power emitted by Dongfang Wan continues to strengthen and becomes more and more astonishing.

Dongfang Wan's expression turned cold, and her beautiful eyes were slightly angry. All the white mist around her body instantly merged into the long sword in her left hand. After absorbing so much condensed mist, the long sword turned into a completely white mist. The sword was completely invisible.

Its original shape turned into a long foggy white stick.

The next moment, a foggy white long stick-like sword flashed past. All the fog contained in the sword came out from the sword.

Half of it formed a giant white mist dragon. The giant white mist dragon had beards and hair, and its body was about ten feet long. The sharp claws all over the dragon's body were like five sharp blades. The layers of mist moved with the giant dragon. It was like the legendary ability to swallow clouds.

The deep sea that spits mist is like a real dragon.

The other half of the mist turned into rolling waves of white mist. The raging waves of white mist roared one after another, as if they were about to swallow the world together.

The giant dragon of white mist was in front, and the giant wave of white mist was behind. They all faced the starlight tornado of the man in gorgeous clothes.

The starlight tornado and the white mist dragon collided violently.

The starlight tornado rotates to tear the white mist dragon into pieces. The light has reached its extreme, covering half of the world under the starlight.

The giant white mist dragon refused to show any weakness at all, and its huge dragon head bit into Xingguang Pilian. As the dragon's body turned ferociously, Bai Mist

The fog came thickly, turning half of the world into a world of white mist.

As the two fought against each other and consumed each other, both the Starlight Tornado and the White Mist Dragon began to decline.

The light of the Starlight Tornado gradually became dim, and the White Mist Dragon, which was originally solid and almost as solid as it was, also gradually dispersed. The two sides were still in a stalemate, and the head of the White Mist Dragon had become blurry. Although the Starlight Tornado's light had dimmed a bit.

, but still maintains a tornado shape.

Although the power of the Starlight Tornado is slightly weaker, its offensive remains unchanged and becomes increasingly fierce. However, the White Mist Dragon becomes more and more scattered and becomes sluggish.

In this contest of moves, Dongfang Wan finally lost.

After a while, the giant white mist dragon finally exhausted its last bit of strength and completely dissipated.

Only a small, dim and decadent tornado less than one foot remained from the starlight tornado.

The small tornado was still flying forward rapidly, and Dongfang Wan easily dodged it by dodging slightly. However, the sword of the man in rich clothes had already struck hard behind Dongfang Wan.

Dongfang Wan turned around sharply and raised the sword in her right hand to block the sword. She quickly retreated without thinking, with some despair in her eyes.

…

Lin Zhanqing and Dongfang Wan both fell to the ground. They were both injured and looked miserable.

The sleeve of Lin Zhanqing's right arm was gone, and the whole arm was bloody. Fortunately, all the bones and flesh were intact, so he would not be disabled.

There was blood left at the corner of Dongfang Wan's mouth, and the clothes around his waist were torn. There was a half-foot-long wound, and blood was oozing out. Not much blood flowed out, and it seemed that the wound was not deep. But Dongfang Wan's slender waist was still covered with blood.

His white clothes were dyed red.

Dongfang Wan, who was as beautiful as a fairy in the sky, fell to the ground in such a miserable state. Anyone who saw it would feel numb all over and couldn't bear it.

The man in rich clothes and the man in coarse linen stood five steps away from Lin Zhanqing and Dongfang Wan. Both of them raised the corners of their mouths slightly, looking extremely proud.

The difference is that the man in fine clothes has no injuries on his body. The man in coarse linen clothes has a bloody hole on his upper right arm.

The man in fine clothes said to the man in coarse linen clothes:

"I was actually injured by a junior, and the injury was not serious. Junior brother, you are really giving our sect some face."

The man in coarse linen clothes hummed and said:

"Senior Brother, what are you talking about? This kid is a thief, and his move to hurt me is extremely insidious. Even if Senior Brother manages to deal with that move, he will inevitably suffer some injuries."

The man in rich clothes said:

"Junior brother is the one who has no conscience. This fairy-like beauty is not simple. She has actually understood Liuyun's Three Sword Intentions. If it weren't for senior brother, my martial arts would have been superb, and I would have really suffered a lot."

When the man in rich clothes said this, his eyes looked coveted and looked towards Dongfang Wan.

The man in coarse linen clothes also showed a vulgar expression, looking up and down at Dongfang Wan, the immortal beauty.

The coarse linen man looked at Dongfang Wan infatuatedly, suddenly remembered something, patted his head and said loudly:

"Senior Brother, what did you say? Liuyun Three Sword Intentions! Are these two disciples of Liuyun Mountain?"

The man in rich clothes said:

"That's right, they can understand Liuyun's three sword intentions. These two are not only Liuyun's disciples, but also the elite core disciples of Liuyun Mountain."

The man in coarse linen clothes was a little surprised. He was stunned for a moment and whispered:

"Senior brother, we can't afford to offend Liuyun Mountain!"

The man in fine clothes smiled and said:

"Junior brother, there is no need to worry, as long as we let these two people here

Completely disappear. No matter how angry Liuyun Mountain is, it can’t be unleashed on us!”

The man in coarse linen clothes looked at the man in fine clothes and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The man in fine clothes smiled proudly and said to the beautiful young woman who had been watching the battle from behind:

"Junior sister, come here quickly, these two people have been subdued by us. Watch, senior brother, take revenge on you!"

In fact, the beautiful young woman wanted to come over, but she just didn't have time. When the man in rich clothes called, the beautiful young woman frowned slightly, sighed softly, and ran over quickly.

"Junior sister, how do you want them to die?"

"Senior brother, why bother? These two people are not hostile to us, just teach them a lesson."

"Junior sister doesn't know that these two are elite disciples of Liuyun Mountain. Junior brother and I beat them like this. If Liuyunshan finds out, we will be in big trouble!"

"What do you mean, senior brother?"

"Junior sister Lan Xinhuizhi, of course I want to go with my senior brother! Kill them, clean them up, and there will be no more trouble!"

The beautiful young woman knew that today's business was in trouble. Naturally, the beautiful young woman understood her senior brother's temper. He was petty and narrow-minded, and would retaliate if he showed his teeth. It was impossible for the two people in front of him to survive.

Disciple Liuyun was killed, but he was still an elite core disciple. Liuyunshan will definitely not give up and will definitely investigate to the end.

By then, not to mention the three senior brothers and sisters, even the sect where they are located will not be able to escape the wrath of Liuyun Mountain.

Thinking of this, the corners of the beautiful young woman's eyes twitched slightly. Then she immediately smiled and said:

"Senior Brother's words do make some sense, but I was actually injured by this kid before, and Junior Sister is really so angry that I can't let go of these two people! I will take care of these two people!"

The man in fine clothes said with a 'haha' smile:

"Junior sister has such a leisurely and elegant attitude, of course it is the best."

The man in coarse linen clothes pouted and said mournfully:

"What's the matter with Junior Sister here? Junior Sister, stay away! What's happening here has nothing to do with Junior Sister!"

The three senior brothers and sisters were chatting heatedly. Dongfang Wan, who fell to the ground together, didn't say anything, but Lin Zhanqing looked unhappy and said:

"You three shameless things. We have no grievances against you, but you actually want to kill me. Haha, but you are such idiots! Waiting for Liuyun Mountain to trample your sect into ashes.

Bar!"

The man in fine clothes was not angry but smiled and said:

"You're a tough-talking little guy. Even if you lend me ten thousand courages, I don't dare to get into trouble with the five authentic people. It's a pity that today, you two should die. If you want to blame, I can only blame you two for not being in Liuyun Mountain."

Stay there and come out to run around and cause trouble."

When the man in rich clothes said this, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed,

"Hahahaha! I actually killed the five authentic sects with my own hands. From then on, I became the overlord of the martial arts world. Even the five authentic sects did not dare to mess with me!"

The man in fine clothes looked so crazy, both the man in coarse linen clothes and the beautiful young woman were stunned.

The man in coarse linen clothes and the beautiful young woman looked at each other, and the man in coarse linen clothes stepped forward to persuade her:

"Brother, please forget it. These two people have not offended us, and my injury is nothing. If you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, Liuyun Mountain still has to give you face."

The man in fine clothes said with a cruel look on his face:

"Let go? Why! These two bullied the junior sister and hurt the junior brother. We must not let them live!"

The man in fine clothes turned to look at Lin Zhanqing and Dongfang Wan, and said sternly,
Chapter completed!