A ray of sky-colored light shot out across the sky, and Mu Xiaoyue waved a sky-blue sword in her hand. The sword light broke through the air and struck backwards, as if a big hand grew from behind, constantly hitting bullets, but every time

A single bullet would make her Hao wrist numb.

What is even more terrifying is the purple figure that is gradually approaching.

"Huhu!" A whirring sound sounded in the void, and a black light suddenly shot out from Ziyi's hand. This light suddenly struck the area a hundred meters in front of Mu Xiaoyue.

"Bump!" It seemed like a nail was hammered into the tree.

The figure in purple suddenly leaped into the sky, and the speed reached an extreme level.

He quickly rushed towards Mu Xiaoyue's figure.

Mu Xiaoyue's beautiful eyes flashed with cold light, and the blue sword in her hand slashed horizontally into the void.

"Zheng!" A dazzling fire exploded from the void, and the sword seemed to strike something in the void, but it did not cut off.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Bullets followed each other like a shadow, hitting Mu Xiaoyue's back vest.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng..." Mu Xiaoyue's sword flashed and she shot the bullets directly into the void. She looked up to the sky and ran towards the forest halfway up the east side with a roar.

The moment Mu Xiaoyue turned around and ran towards the forest in the middle of the mountain to the east, a purple figure fell from the sky and landed neatly on the spot where Mu Xiaoyue was originally standing. It was Ziyi. Her beautiful eyes were filled with coldness.

, chased after him.

A long roar came from the mountain, and Leng Ying chased Mu Xiaoyue like a leopard in the jungle.

The two powerful men hunted down Mu Xiaoyue together.

Mu Xiaoyue's situation was extremely dangerous, and seven or eight minutes passed.

Mu Xiaoyue finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

A purple figure descended from the sky and blocked Mu Xiaoyue's path. It was Ziyi, who stood with his hands behind his back.

Then a figure in black walked over, it was Leng Ying. Leng Ying's eyes were cold and he stared at Mu Xiaoyue with murderous intent and said: "Mu Xiaoyue, you can die. I'll see who will save you today.

I want to watch you die!"

Leng Ying's eyes were cold and he walked towards Mu Xiaoyue step by step.

Mu Xiaoyue held the sky-blue sword in her hand, pointed it at Leng Ying and said, "Leng Ying, why don't we fight it out!"

"A showdown? I originally wanted to show off with you, but you think I am uniting with Ziyi?" Leng Ying said with a contemptuous smile on his lips: "I will let you die happily today!"

Mu Xiaoyue stood ready, her graceful figure standing in the dark night, her windbreaker rustling, and the sky-blue sword swung out, slashing towards Leng Ying's throat. The sword reached its extreme speed, like blue lightning.

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"Huh!" Leng Ying snorted coldly. He stood proudly and raised a fist.

The fist swept across the void.

The dazzling cold light flickered, and under the moonlight, one could see that Leng Ying's palm was covered with a layer of gloves.

This glove is not an ordinary glove, it is hinted that it was successfully made of cold iron.

"Scan Cang!"

A dazzling impact sound exploded in the void, bursting out with dazzling fire, and Mu Xiaoyue's sword light struck directly on the glove.

Leng Ying clenched it with one hand, and directly grabbed Mu Xiaoyue's blue sword with his big gloved hand.

Mu Xiaoyue's pretty face changed slightly.

"Withdraw the sword!"

Leng Ying looked up to the sky and shouted coldly. He pulled his hand hard and a strong force was transmitted to the blue sword. Mu Xiaoyue, who was holding the blue sword, felt her body tremble violently. She let go in a hurry.

Blue sword in hand.

The figure retreated quickly.

Whoosh!

The moment Leng Ying grabbed the blue sword, his figure was like a phantom running towards Mu Xiaoyue, and he punched out with his other hand, extremely domineering.

His fists shone like cold iron.

Blast and kill Xiang Mu Xiaoyue's head.

This punch was so fierce that it was inevitable to avoid it.

Mu Xiaoyue's figure quickly retreated, but Leng Ying's figure followed Mu Xiaoyue like a shadow and shot towards Mu Xiaoyue.

At the same time, Ziyi's figure suddenly moved. There seemed to be no human emotion in the depths of her beautiful eyes. A dagger emerged from her sleeve. At this moment, the dagger's sword energy soared to the sky, a cold light bloomed, and it slashed towards Mu.

Xiaoyue retreated.

This sword completely blocked Mu Xiaoyue's retreat.

There was a trace of despair deep in Mu Xiaoyue's eyes. She couldn't resist Leng Ying's fist at all. Even if she could avoid it, she would still face Zi Yi's decisive blow.

For some reason, there was a brief moment of calm in the depths of Mu Xiaoyue's mind.

Or maybe this is the memory before death.

A figure appeared in Mu Xiaoyue's mind. This was Xiao Tiezhu. Xiao Tiezhu had a sly smile on his face.

"Rogue!" Mu Xiaoyue cursed deep in her heart, why would I recall him?

In Mu Xiaoyue's mind, she couldn't help recalling every detail of her relationship with Xiao Tiezhu. When they first met, Xiao Tiezhu borrowed a sanitary napkin from Mu Xiaoyue, but was kicked out by Mu Xiaoyue, and all the subsequent ambiguities.

At this moment, Mu Xiaoyue realized that there was already the shadow of this man deep in her heart.

Although this man likes women very much, it is undeniable that this man gives her a sense of security.

If given the chance, would I fall in love with him properly?

But there is definitely no chance.

"Fight hard!" Mu Xiaoyue looked up to the sky and roared, and her clenched fist struck Leng Ying's cold iron glove fist.

Use physical fists to resist cold iron fists, unless your Qi is much higher than the opponent's.

Otherwise the hand will be disabled.

But Mu Xiaoyue had no choice but to do anything.

Seeing this scene, Leng Ying's face showed a teasing and cruel smile. This punch became more powerful and explosive. He wanted to smash Mu Xiaoyue's fist with one punch, and at the same time use his true energy to break Mu Xiaoyue's heart.

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When the two fists were about to intersect.

A long roar sounded from high in the sky.

A figure leaped from high in the sky. This figure was like an ancient Buddha descending from the sky, pointing to the sky and stepping on the earth. I am the only one who is supreme.

A golden palm print shot out and fell from the sky.

Thunder is rolling in.

Blast the cold iron fist towards Leng Ying.

At the same time, the figure's other hand held a long gun and instantly pulled the trigger. Bullets shot at Zi Yi's figure like lightning in the dark night, sealing all the vital points of Zi Yi's body, including his eyes and spirit.

Acupuncture points, temples, nose, throat, heart and other parts, if these parts are shot, they will be seriously injured even if they don't die.

"Bold!" A loud shout came from Leng Ying's mouth.

He felt the power and boundlessness of this palm. If it hit him, he would not die but would be seriously injured.

The fist that was originally blasting towards Mu Xiaoyue retreated and blasted towards the figure descending into the sky.

"Crash!" A violent collision sounded in the sky.

The fists and palms met, creating a terrifying wave of true energy.

The figure falling from the sky took advantage of this terrifying wave of power to once again leap high into the sky.

At the same moment, Ziyi's figure quickly retreated, avoiding the attack of these bullets. Mu Xiaoyue was also rescued. A touch of emotion appeared in the depths of her beautiful eyes, and she looked at the figure in the sky. Mu Xiaoyue's cheeks were full of traces of emotion.

The next tear.

She naturally knew who it was, it was the man she recalled just now when she was facing life and death.

It was Xiao Tiezhu.

Yes, the person who came was none other than Xiao Tiezhu.

Xiao Tiezhu used the moonlight to look for Mu Xiaoyue's traces, but halfway there he encountered Leng Ying and Ziyi chasing Mu Xiaoyue, and this was how this scene happened.

Perhaps because he failed to kill Mu Xiaoyue, Ziyi's figure stood on the ground and did not attack Mu Xiaoyue again. Mu Xiaoyue also did not take action, but focused on the battle in the void.

Whoosh!

Xiao Tiezhu's figure fell from the sky, his momentum became more and more fierce, and his palms gradually revealed a pale golden light.

A palm strike struck Leng Ying's Tianling Point.

Leng Ying's eyes were filled with coldness, and he also waved his fist to attack Xiao Tiezhu's palm.

A fierce collision begins.
To be continued...