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"Looking for death!"
Seeing Song Zhian who was seriously injured and spitting out blood, Song Yifei's breath burst and he couldn't bear it any longer.
The zhenqi in the meridians circulated rapidly and turned into a fierce and indestructible state of extreme yang. With the palm of his hand, he slammed on the horse's back and leaped into the air.
Both legs exploded with true energy, stepping on the body of the horse, and using the peerless movement skills of the fleeting light to the extreme, the body seemed to melt into the void, and many figures appeared in the air, breaking through the hazy rain and fog, and crossing a distance of tens of meters in an instant, to the center of the station.
Crackling!
?Because the speed was too fast, Song Yifei pulled out a white dotted line, forming a terrifying sound wave, rolling up layers of strong winds, and forcibly clearing a passage.
Chirp!
The horse Song Yifei was riding on just now was crushed by the berserk force, and he fell to his knees on the ground, smashing a three-foot-deep pit, screaming to the sky.
Swish! Swish!
Lu Qingmou also jumped off the horse and ran towards the center of the battlefield. Unfortunately, she practiced high-level lightness kung fu, and she only reached Dacheng, so her speed was a lot slower than Song Yifei.
If you want to reach the gate of the city, you have to take two breaths.
With the reaction of a congenital master, two breaths, there is no time to rescue.
"Fire the arrow!"
?The guards who have been waiting in full force for a long time, and the low-level policemen, have an afterimage in their right hand, take the arrow, draw the bow, and loosen the string, all in one go!
Boom bang bang!
The dense rain of arrows, like locusts, tore through the air and covered Lu Qingmu, Wu Jinyan and others.
Only Song Yifei arrived one step ahead, broke the calculation of Wang Feng and others, and escaped the rain of arrows.
"It's so fast! It's congenital perfection! Peerless movement!"
Wang Feng was shocked, but he didn't lie. He still chased and killed Song Zhian with a knife, wanting to solve it first.
Jiang Menglan and the other three gold-medal detectives also had no intention of stopping.
The icy light of the knife, the illusory sword shadow, the violent palm strength, the flying short knife, and the long spear like a dragon, almost all at the same time in no particular order.
Save who?
"Floating Light and Glimpse Mysteries: Ninefold Cracks!"
Without thinking, without hesitation, Song Yifei, who came like a shadow, moved in an illusion, and instantly split into nine phantoms, rushing towards the seven people!
boom! boom!
Only 30% of his strength, and some stiff phantoms, only took one blow before collapsing into air currents and scattered in the void.
Although only one blow was taken, Song Yifei's goal had been achieved, delaying the breath of everyone in the six doors.
Song Zhi'an and others got a breather and quickly gathered together.
"Why are you here? Your mother is confused!"
Seeing Song Yifei among the people who came to save him, Song Zhian clenched his fists angrily.
Although Song Yifei was wearing a silver mask, Song Zhian recognized him immediately.
He knew that Song Yifei had a strength comparable to innate mastery, but in this dragon's pond and tiger's lair, the help he could provide was really limited, so it wasn't worth it!
He really didn't understand why his wife was so confused?
Could it be that he is eager to save people?
But at this time, Song Yifei obviously didn't have time to explain to him, and didn't even hear him speak.
After blocking a blow with the phantom, he immediately jumped up, and rushed towards Jiang Menglan and two of the gold medalists in a flash.
The sharp sword intent spread out from his body, and the hearts of many arresters tightened.
Swish!
Thousands of phantoms burst out from the Feihong sword in his hand, covering almost all of the three people's vision.
"Good job!"
There was a gray light in Jiang Menglan's eyes. With a movement of her body, the human sword merged into one. The two gray swords, like the sharp claws of a dragon, opened their bows left and right, also arousing infinite sword shadows.
Swish!
Using the gold medal of the short knife to catch the fast, he flung the short knife with the silver thread out, and turned into two knife wheels in the air. With a strong wind enough to cut flesh and blood, he broke through the heavy sword shadows and slashed at Song Yifei.
Whoosh!
With a little cold light, the spear shoots like a dragon!
The gold-medal policeman who used a long spear held the end of the long spear in his right hand. His body and the spear were in a straight line, piercing the air, rolling in white air waves, and piercing towards Song Yifei.
The timing of the three of them was right, they broke the sword shadow, and attacked from three frontal angles, there was no way to hide, no way to avoid.
Boom!
On the other side, Wang Feng, who was temporarily blocked by a breath,He stomped so hard that the ground trembled, and the Hanyue knife in his hand aroused a dense knife energy like a locust, chasing Song Zhian and the others like a shadow.
"The Yanluo Golden Body!"
"Mystery fan!"
"Colorful Moon Chasing Cloud Whip!"
"Dragon Nine Kills!"
The four of Song Zhi'an gathered their barely recovered strength to resist Wang Feng's cold and frosty saber aura wrapped in snow and wind.
Boom! Boom!
The saber energy was blocked, and the four of them were scratched and wounded all over their bodies. The wounds were added to each other, and they stepped back again and again. For a while, it might be difficult for them to have the strength to fight again.
Two breaths passed!
Swish!
Wang Feng still wanted to slash with his knife, but a slender figure broke through layers of arrows and blocked the four of them.
"Spring rains are coming!"
Stepping on the muddy ground, Lu Qing's eyes were frosty, his feet didn't touch the ground, and he was as light as nothing. With the rapid shaking of his wrist, the drizzle silver sword turned into a sword shadow that could not be caught by the naked eye, and slashed towards Wang Feng. Hanyue Knife.
Clank!
Sword lights fluttered out one after another, densely packed, like drizzle on a spring day, spattering out.
Poof! Pooh! Pooh!
Except for a part of Wang Feng's place where he used the Hanyue knife to block the Silk Sword Qi, the rest of the place is full of holes, like locusts passing through.
"Another congenital perfection! Good! Good!"
Seeing the strength of Lu Qingmou and Song Yifei, Wang Feng not only did not panic, but showed ecstasy.
"Haha! Caught two big fish, come out!"
Wang Feng tapped his toes, stepped back three steps, and said with a big smile.
"What?"
Lu Qingmou, Song Zhian and the others were startled suddenly, their faces were ugly, they didn't expect that the other party would have a backhand.
Buzz! hum!
Two violent auras suddenly erupted from the ordinary guards, and the aura continued to rise, reaching its peak soon.
Congenital Dzogchen!
Two congenital Dzogchen!
It turns out that there are still two imperial bestowed gods hidden!
"Do it!"
After the two hidden god catchers revealed their aura, five innate gold medal catchers jumped out of the nearby houses, and ten innate ordinary catchers rushed here with light kung fu.
Four congenital consummations, nine congenital great accomplishments, more than thirty congenital beginners, congenital minor successes.
In order to catch him, the six doors mobilized more than half of their forces, and laid a net of iron and steel.
"The six gates are bestowed by the gods, the dragon's legs are subdued, and Xiao Wenxian!"
"Six doors bestowed by the gods, red gold hands, Yuanqing!"
"It's over!"
Recognizing the two congenitally perfect Wei Wuji and the three, their faces were ashen, and the little hope that had just arisen was instantly extinguished.
It's like heaven and hell have turned back and forth!
With their strength, it is impossible to escape.
The four innate old men who followed Lu Qingmou, with minor injuries on their bodies, had already rushed over on horses as big as hedgehogs.
Hiss!
The four divine horses, worth ten thousand taels, wailed, fell to the ground and died, and they had completed their mission.
The faces of the four who jumped off the horse were also not very good-looking.
At first I thought it would be dangerous to come to save people, but now I realize that this is completely a pit of fire.
Ten deaths and no life!
"It's actually possible to catch two congenital consummates! It's not in vain for my hard work to pretend!"
Wearing a white robe, shawl, and holding a paper folding fan, the suave Xiao Wenxian walked across the crowd as if stepping on the void.
"I've been impatient for a long time! Leave this girl to me! Hehe!"
Duan Yuanqing with red gold gloves in both hands, thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of violent aura, with a cruel grin on his face, pointed at Lu Qing's eyes.
Just when Xiao Wenxian and Duan Yuanqing were ready to go, determined to win, and their eyes were fixed on Lu Qingmou at the same time, a cold voice interrupted them.
"You two came out to die!"
Holding Jiang Menglan's unrepentant head in his hand, Song Yifei's eyes were cold and stern, and his body was full of sword energy, looking at the two people who didn't know whether to live or die.
"Menglan?!!"
"impossible!"
"when?"
Seeing Jiang Menglan's head, the three of Wang Feng felt as if they had seen a ghost! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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