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"It seems that the two of us brothers can not only come out on top! We can also catch a big fish!"
Facing the distorted light and the soul-stirring ruthless knife, Tian Qian didn't panic. He burst out with true energy, forming a sharp knife light, abandoning Xu Fengyan, and went to meet him.
"It's just one level higher, so you think we're going to die!"
Tian Qian sneered, the white mist of zhenqi in his hands was entangled, spreading to half of his arms, he exerted force on his feet, crushed the solid bluestone slab, and also abandoned Xu Fengyan, and joined hands with Wan Songling to attack the person who came.
The person who swung the knife was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, a cold face, and evil eyes.
This person is the owner of Fufeng Mountain Villa, Rao Wuping known as Yingdao.
Clang!
Sparks are flying!
The fierce slashing between knives and knives, accompanied by splashing sparks and violent shock waves of true energy.
Teng Teng Teng!
Wan Songling stepped back five steps in a row, the right hand holding the knife trembled slightly, feeling that Rao Wuping's strength was more violent than his own.
Good guy! As expected of a master of Blood Slaughter Hall, if I confront him alone, I'm afraid I'll be beheaded after a few moves.
While Wan Songling was shocked, Tian Qian's palm strength concentrated in his hands also blasted over.
Rao Wuping slashed three times in a row, forming a moonlight-like saber energy, which knocked him back instantly.
Not intending to fight with the two of them, Rao Wuping was expressionless, with a domineering aura exuding from his body, he raised the long knife in his hand, his true energy surged, and the surrounding wind circled, once again setting off a stern knife light that distorted the moonlight and the night!
The second form of the Moon Meteor Knife Technique - the moon hangs in the sky!
Poof!
Almost in the blink of an eye, Rao Wuping killed Wan Songling. In his unbelievable eyes, the ruthless knife light pierced his body fiercely!
"So fast! This guy's strength is extraordinary!"
Wan Songling hurriedly resisted, while Tian Qian on the side kept arousing his palm strength to restrain Rao Wuping.
Between lightning and flint, the three of them fought for more than ten rounds. Wan Songling and Tian Qian, who were still scratched all over their bodies with one against two, realized that they had underestimated Rao Wuping's strength.
"die!"
Buzz!
A ferocious smile appeared on Rao Wuping's face, the long knife in his hand, when he swung it, made a sound of gold and iron naturally, vibrating endlessly, as if the knife had a spirituality, and the moonlight seemed to turn into water, shaking violently !
Swish!
In a short period of time, he got used to the fighting method of one against two. During the slashing and collision, the knife in Rao Wuping's hand once again glowed faintly. With a slight sound, a stern knife light burst out again, turning into a round of bright crescent moon.
The ninth form of the Moon Meteor Knife Technique - the jade plate is full of the moon!
In Wan Songling's eyes, a piece of cruel sword light, like a raging fire and thunder, was extremely violent, ferocious, and ruthless, which made him almost breathless!
"It's over! Can't hide!"
After experiencing Rao Wuping's terrifying knife, Rao Wuping knew that he might die.
Rao Wuping has already reached the perfect level of martial arts, and this burst out is to make amazing achievements.
Tian Qian, who was beside him, had no time to rescue him. Even if he shot in time, Rao Wuping might kill Wan Songling first despite his injury.
Crackling!
At this moment, the sound of firecrackers bursting sounded beside Rao Wuping and Wan Songling.
A black soft whip blasted the air, joined the fight, and wound around Rao Wuping's body.
A strange weapon like a whip is difficult to learn and even more difficult to master, but once it is practiced proficiently, its power is infinite, it can be attacked, defended, wrapped and worn, and it is much more powerful than ordinary weapons.
There is only one person present who can use a whip, and that is Cyclops¡ª¡ªYan Ruoxi.
"Rao Wuping, those who want to kill my old lady, you are a little tender!" Yan Ruoxi shouted coquettishly as the scars at the corners of her eyes trembled.
"Damn it!"
Facing this whip that could crack steel, Rao Wuping cursed secretly in his heart, and had to deflect the attack and block it first.
Yan Ruoxi's cultivation was comparable to his, and using the soft whip completely restrained his saber skills.
The soft whip shuttled up and down, pointing east to west, and guiding to north, especially the sonic boom on the whip, crackling and crackling. In the middle of the explosion, there were violent whip vibrations on all sides, deafening and eternal.??Pause, the power is terrifying.
Rao Wuping could only resist Yan Ruoxi's attack passively, and it was difficult to even get close. There were Wan Songling and Tian Qian beside him, these two innate masters waited for the opportunity to move.
Under such a situation, Rao Wuping fell into a complete disadvantage, and his life was in danger at any time.
"Sister Yan, you are a bit slow!"
A figure covered in golden-red arrogance, like a hellfire demon, held a corpse in his hand, and ran over laughing.
Boom!
The guards of Fufeng Villa that he bumped into along the way were knocked into the air like shells, and were torn apart when they landed.
"Yanluo King Jin Fushan!!"
Seeing the running figure, Xu Fengyan, who was seriously injured, was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder burst.
Jin Fushan is not only a congenital master in cultivation, far surpassing their owner, but also a very rare horizontal innate talent. Two or three masters of the same level may not be able to get him.
"How could such a monster come to deal with our Fufeng Villa?!"
There are only five innate talents in Fufeng Mountain Villa, and the strongest is Rao Wuping, who is a small innate talent. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed a giant-like force, but in front of the real top-level strength, it is a piece of scum.
Using a magician like Jin Fushan to deal with them is tantamount to killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
Seeing Jin Fushan rushing towards him, the precarious Rao Wuping's eyes suddenly turned cold, not because of Jin Fushan's strength, but because of the person in the opponent's hand.
"He actually killed Luo Kai!"
Luo Kai, a Taoist with copper feet, is one of the three major priests of Fufeng Mountain Villa. Rao Wuping has been friends with him for more than ten years. Now that he is suddenly killed, Rao Wuping is inevitably angry.
At this time, from another direction, a man wearing a Confucian robe, fluttering white clothes, holding an iron folding fan like a scholar, also rushed over with a person.
"Wei Wuji, a scholar of the Three Poisons, the Heavenly Demon Palace is insane! Sending so many experts to deal with a small Zhuangzi!"
Xu Fengyan, the only one who didn't know the situation, almost went crazy.
"Chen Youyuan! Damn it!"
Seeing the figure Wei Wuji was carrying, Rao Wuping's expression was almost distorted.
Mr. Tieqin, Chen Youyuan, is also a priest who has been friends with him for several years. In just one night, two of the three priests who worked so hard to recruit died and one was injured.
"Ruoxi, hurry up! I'm afraid it will be troublesome!"
Wei Wuji frowned slightly, and sent a sound transmission to Yan Ruoxi with his true energy.
Hearing Wei Wuji's words, Yan Ruoxi's heart skipped a beat, and the movements of her hands increased immediately, Rao Wuping instantly fell into a death situation.
"Two great talents! Not bad! Not bad! Finally, I didn't make me wait in vain!!"
Before the sudden words fell, there was a sound like a drum beating between heaven and earth.
Boom boom boom!
This peculiar sound is like a giant galloping in great strides.
Swish Swish Swish!
Wei Wuji, Yan Ruoxi, Jin Fushan, and dozens of people from the Heavenly Demon Palace behind them all turned their necks and cast their gazes in the direction of the sound.
Clang!
There was a crisp sound of drawing the knife, and a bloody and cruel knife light burst out!
A figure dressed in blood broke through the attic in the center of the manor, fell close to everyone, and bowed! break out! Draw the knife! sprint! Fly!
Boom!
The blood-clothed man burst out with a violent knife, and the air around his body seemed to blow up a gust of wind, violently detonating, even greater than Rao Wuping's full-strength explosion! More violent!
On the blood-red knife body, criss-cross blood veins lit up, and a strong bloody breath permeated the world.
As the blood-clothed man drew his sword, in the eyes of everyone, there seemed to be a gate of hell, and countless evil spirits swarmed in, and the blood knife dragged out a long, eerie, terrifying, and violent long blood rainbow. Slash to Yan Ruoxi in the center!
"The unique skill of the Blood Slaughter Hall¡ª¡ªBlood Demon Sword Technique!"
"The number one genius in the Hall of Blood Slaughter! The fourth son of the Demonic Dao¡ª¡ªSima Yuanliu!" (Remember the website 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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