The light of the knife rises, the silver moon sets, and the air of frost and cold permeates the space.
The five of them are still in midair at this moment.
However, this is not considered flying. Xuantai has no means of flying and disappearing. At most, it is to use tyrannical essence to control the airflow and stay in the air for a short time.
Of course, in the eyes of ordinary warriors, this is no different from flying through the clouds.
When the sword fell, Qiao Shuangliang and Ge Yuankai shattered the long swords in their palms. Even if they were wrapped in true essence, they were vulnerable to spirit soldiers.
The light of the knife is endless, the cold moon flickers, covering the sky densely, and confronts Mo He's ghost dragon miasma, amidst the chirping sound, the black miasma collapses, Mo He's body shakes violently, and his true essence freezes , fell from the sky.
Pei Yuan took a desolate step, avoiding Zhuge Nan's sneak attack behind him, his figure flashed to the left, and suddenly disappeared, as if he had escaped into the void.
When Zhuge Nan was concentrating on sensing, Pei Yuan appeared from the right again and slashed horizontally.
Zhuge Nan's clothes fluttered wildly, his hands were interlaced, and his palms stood in front of him like surging waves.
The light of the knife pierced through the center of the angry wave, split his clothes, and cut a long and narrow bloodstain.
Zhuge Nan's complexion changed slightly, this knife only broke his body, for a Xuantai master, a few breaths can heal him, but the spirit soldier is not taking it easy, Zhuge Nan only felt a mysterious and unpredictable force attacking from the gap And entering, let him continue to lose blood.
Zhuge Nan also descended to the ground.
In just one breath, the four Xuantai fought against Pei Yuan, and they were all overwhelmed. Seeing this scene, Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang's eyelids twitched wildly, and the two moved their fists and feet together to resist the attack again. Knife Qi.
At the same time, Ge Yuankai said: "Xiao Shishilang, you are really good, but you really want to live forever with our country? How precious is a spirit weapon, even if you take it away today, you will never be able to keep it!"
"Xiao Shishilang, don't make mistakes. There is still time to turn around now. With your cultivation, as long as you are willing to admit your mistakes sincerely and join our country, the king will surely forgive your sins." Qiao Shuangliang also said.
What returned them was hundreds of thousands of sword lights, flying into the sky, turning into a shocking lightning bolt, chopping down!
In the sky, thunder bursts, like the sound of war drums, rolling in.
? Seven styles of thunder, the thunder of Wa Ke!
Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang's faces were serious, and their true essence gathered into one strand, forming a copper wall and an iron wall to block their eyes.
The next moment.
The copper wall was destroyed, and the iron wall collapsed. The two of them were directly hit by the light of the knife and fell downward.
The crowd who watched the battle from a distance were stunned when they saw this scene. It was unbelievable that Xiao Shishilang had the upper hand with one against four.
Even if they witnessed it with their own eyes, many people rubbed their eyes again and again, suspecting that they were dreaming.
Everyone in the Wu family also withdrew a certain distance, and Wu Xingye was very surprised: "Father, is Xiao Shishilang so amazing?"
Wu Huaishan looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "This person is indeed powerful, but he can defeat four with one, and it is because the three parties have their own ghosts."
"Father, that knife?"
"As for the sword, don't think too much about it. Since it has been revealed to others, it cannot be kept with the current strength of my Wu Family."
Wu Huaishan sighed, his expression depressed.
He had seen the glory days of Zhujian Villa, and he had discussions with the patriarchs of all major sects in the world, and he was very unwilling to accept the current decline.
Huh!
Pei Yuan wrapped his feet in a cold light, and his feet fell to the square below.
The figure flashed instantly.
Ge Yuankai, Qiao Shuangliang, Mo He, and Zhuge Nan each took a position and once again surrounded Pei Yuan in the center. If the real energy around them had any substance, they were all afraid and would not take the lead.
Mo He's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to speak: "Three, the four of us are here today, dealing with this kid alone, and making such a mess, if this matter gets out, I'm afraid it will become a real joke!"
"Everyone might as well put down the grudge for the time being, work together, and wait until this kid is taken down."
Zhuge Nan's eyes were cold, and a cold smile escaped from the corner of his mouth: "Elder Mo is right, I have been famous for Elder Mo's ghost dragon miasma for a long time, and I have always admired it, so why not let Elder Mo take the lead."
Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang remained silent.
Both Yulongtang and Tianmingmen are enemies of Wenqiu Kingdom, or the kind of enemies who covet the royal power. If they agree to it, even if it is an expedient measure, it will be implemented.
Although Iron Wing Guard is very powerful, there are many people in the country who don't like Iron Wing Guard. Even the commander Yuan Huixin has been impeached repeatedly.
"Have you discussed it yet?"
Pei Yuan raised his saber to the sky, the cold light of the saber seemed to absorb the luster within a radius of a hundred feet, and the area centered on Pei Yuan dimmed instantly.
"The discussion is over, then give me another knife!"
When the voice falls, the sword rises!
The wind and cloud roared in mid-air, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning above the blade, and suddenly a thunderbolt exploded from the blue sky, shaking the mountain as if trembling, even the masters of the Xuantai level had a moment of turmoil.
? A style of "thunderbolt breaks suddenly", the whistling wind led the thunder, and at the same time as it slashed out, it turned into ten, hundreds, and thousands of cold lights overwhelmingly swept to all directions, covering the place where the four people stood.
"Arrogance!"
The four of them had angry expressions on their faces, and their real energy was like a tide, and they each used their unique skills to resist.
With the scimitar in his hand, although Pei Yuan has not been able to make it shine like a spiritual soldier for the time being because he has not tamed it, the indestructible nature of the blade alone has given him a great advantage.
The blade pierced through the air, and the fists, palms, and swords transformed by the true essence shattered layer by layer.
The five Xuantais fought fiercely together, and the battlefield quickly shifted from the square to the hillside. Countless trees and rocks were directly crushed and flattened, and boiling mudslides rushed down.
Pei Yuan threw another thunderbolt, forcing Ge Yuankai and Qiao Shuangliang away, and at the same time he slapped out Zhuge Nan's punch with a big rushing thunder hand.
Intersecting fists and palms!
Zhuge Nan's body retreated violently, and Pei Yuan took advantage of the momentum to fly into the sky. His body turned upside down in mid-air and fell down like a meteorite. The blade pointed directly at Mohe.
woo woo woo
A series of sobs sounded like a ghost crying, going straight to the heart and soul, making people creepy. At the same time, the mist around Mo He turned into a dragon roaring in the sky!
Pei Yuan was subdued, completely unaffected by the ghost cry, and sipped lightly, the scimitar split the black dragon, and went straight to Mo He.
Puff puff!
Pei Yuan swung his knife like a shooting star, flying stars fell one after another, tearing up the true essence cover, and a knife qi hit Mo He in the chest, causing the latter to fly backwards with broken tendons and bones.
Zhuge Nan, Ge Yuankai, and Qiao Shuangliang threw out their fists, palms and feet, and came from three directions. Pei Yuan made a strange turn, melted into the air again, and disappeared suddenly. When he reappeared, he was already behind Mo He .
The confrontation with these four Xuantai masters was also a huge catalyst for him to comprehend the desolate step, and now it is displayed, and it is another level of sublime.
The handprint of Da Ben Lei was on Mo He's vest. The latter snorted and was grabbed by him. The real energy under his feet exploded, and he ran a hundred feet away in the blink of an eye.