"Defying thief, you dare to break into my Cihang Jingzhai at night. Do you really bully me, Bai Dao Wu? "

The visitor opened his mouth and put down a big hat. His hands were constantly swinging the long sword like rain, densely packed like silk, and continued to fall. The sword energy crisscrossed and turned into a cage, including Su Jing and Murong Ruo...

Su Jing snorted lightly, knowing that the attack was so fierce that it made people unable to help but feel cold on their backs. Such powerful pressure must have been back by Fan Qinghui.

This old woman came back at the right time. If she had been half an incense stick at night, she would have left directly.

At that moment, three flying swords of the meteorites took action at the same time, using their spiritual consciousness to control them, hovering and dancing in the air, setting up a dense sword net, and snaking countless sword energy...

A huge burst of interlaced weapons sounded, and countless bright lights lit up in the dark night.

Su Jing groaned, and three flying knives flew backwards at the same time. He staggered back a few steps, and each step was about a foot deep. Obviously, after a few rounds of battles, the opponent's sword energy had already attacked his body. He used Yu Xiao's twenty successful power to use the flower-touching jade to force the force to the soles of his feet. Otherwise, the sword energy burst into his body, and he might have been seriously injured!

Even so, the sword energy swam through the tendons and veins, leaving some slight damage. However, Su Jing once took bone-washing chalcedony, and the tendons and veins were extremely tough. However, in a few breaths, his face had returned to normal.

His face was as pale as paper, and he waved his hand. The flying sword of the Flying Spirit immediately flew around him, looking as graceful and charming as three pure white butterflies. The faint line of fire made people feel shocking when they saw it.

He whispered to Murong Ruo beside him: "At least he is a congenital master... Be careful, you can't fight! If you want to deal with her, unless the three of us join forces, there will be no chance of winning."

"clear!"

Murong Ruobing Wolf's sword still had Shi Feixuan's blood marks. The faint scarlet red looked particularly ferocious. He was focused on his mind and was on guard. He noticed that after fighting with Su Jing for several times, he flew to a branch and swayed up and down with the leaves.

She stared at the footprints left by Su Jing, and the sword energy was everywhere on it. It was obviously the sword energy he had just... This kid actually forced him to remove it...

She laughed furiously and said, "Good boy, he is still prepared. What I just used is Shi Zhixuan's Immortal Seal Method? Say, what does Shi Zhixuan have to do with you?"

As she said that in order to increase her deterrence, she straddled her sword...

But the true energy flowed by, and countless broken marks appeared on the long sword of fine steel immediately. It was hard to withstand the flow of true energy. In front of a few people, it shattered and shattered, turning into dozens of fine steel fragments. The largest one was only the size of a nail... Obviously, how could a mere mortal iron resist the power of the flying sword of the Flying Spirit?!

Fan Qinghui's face changed slightly and she shouted: "Faixuan, Se Kongjian!"

“Yes…yes…Master!”

Shi Feixuan gritted her teeth and threw the Seikong sword in her hand with force, and even the Seikong sword that had not even been sheathed, flew directly towards Fan Qinghui...

"Today it's time to eliminate demons!"

Fan Qinghui shouted softly, jumped up and flew towards the Shui Kong Sword.

"Don't think of taking the sword!"

Su Jing shouted loudly, and the Flying Spirit Flying Knife rushed upwards. Three white Flying Knifes were like missiles with fire tails, blocking where Fan Qinghui must pass.

"What a demon!"

Fan Qinghui's pupils shrank slightly. Not to mention the sharp blade, her agility was far beyond her imagination. It was unimaginable. How could there be such a clever hidden weapon technique in the world...

Even though her martial arts were far above that boy, she did not dare to take risks. She had to use a casual move to use the sword-catching method. The Sekong Sword that flew into the air suddenly flew towards her several times faster than before.

"Don't think of success!"

Murong Ruojiao shouted, and the Ice Wolf Sword stabbed away in the air. Although the sword was cold, its meaning was warm, like the warm sun and the rejuvenation of the earth...

Fan Qinghui suddenly felt a illusion in front of her, and she felt that the thief witch was stabbing her. She clearly had that familiar appearance, with a cold smile, but when she looked at her, she was particularly gentle.

"Song..."

Just as I said a word, blood suddenly flashed in front of my eyes.

That was Fei Xuan's blood.

Fan Qinghui suddenly came to her senses, but what she saw was Murong Ruo coming with a sword...

"What a witch, how dare you confuse me, come to die!"

She couldn't dodge in the air. She bounced her fingers and was bounced on the tip of Murong Ruo Binglang's sword. Murong Ruo groaned, and unexpectedly, this guy could have escaped from the shackles of his sword intent so easily... She retreated in embarrassment and suffered heavy internal injuries.

At this time, Sekong Sword had broken through the constraints of three flying swords of the meteoric spirit, flew into Fan Qinghui's hand, and shook it with force, and the scabbard was split in all directions. Although it was a famous Zen name, the sharpness of Sekong Sword was ranked first in Cihang Jingzhai. Sekong Sword suddenly had endless sharpness, and was unforgivable to others, and slashed towards Murong Ruo.

The sword blade was just halfway through, but his face changed slightly...

Listening to Shi Feixuan below, he shouted: "Be careful!!!"

Fan Qinghui suddenly raised her body and hurriedly jumped to dodge. A circle had already brushed directly from her side. With a slight difference, she wanted to cut it in half.

She looked back and saw a cute little girl who was close to her, with an ice-like face and a cold look in her eyes. She was holding another exactly the same ring in her hand, with a blade on the ring, which was extremely sharp, and was facing her.

My heart suddenly became tight.

This little girl has such a high level of light skills... She didn't even notice when she invaded, but the enemy was prepared.

At that moment, he hurriedly crossed his sword to block it.

Head-on.

With a loud bang, powerful force scattered everywhere, causing endless wind to sweep and roar.

The little girl's lips ridges and flew away from afar. Fan Qinghui's face was slightly pale and her figure suddenly lost. Although the little girl was young, her skills were much stronger than Feixuan, and she was only slightly inferior to herself. She had nowhere to leverage her power. This attack was evenly matched.

But after this girl was entangled for a while, the strange white flying knife had arrived again... and there was no point in exerting force. Did this guy use the glowing fire line behind to control the flying knife?

Having never seen the magical Taoist practice, Fan Qinghui had to judge based on his own understanding.

I know that although the flying knife is in the air, it is no less slow than the weapon manipulated...

He did not dare to force his way, and while he was falling, his slender waist suddenly twisted, and he had changed his body directly into the air and fell in another direction.

But in the blink of an eye, she had actually fallen from the attacking realm to the defense realm, and even encountered a life crisis with the extreme tacit cooperation of the three.

"Hahahaha... Fan Qinghui is indeed amazing, but unfortunately, she still can't keep us and retreat."

"Don't go!!!"

Fan Qinghui was furious. She arrived halfway through the way. She had only a little understanding of it. However, she also knew that the most important Sword Sword in their sect had been stolen by the people in front of her, especially the boy was using Shi Zhixuan's Immortal Seal Technique. I don't know what it was. However, Sword Sword Sword Sword in their hands was definitely the most dangerous thing. Maybe it would be in danger of extermination of Chuan Jingzhai!

Even though they knew that the opponent was very strong and joined forces, they were not inferior to them at all. Even if the three of them were together, the possibility of their defeat was even greater. Feixuan was injured and could no longer help him...

But it is related to Cihang Jingzhai's survival, how can they let them escape safely?!

But I just took two steps...

There was a loud bang in my ears.

"Tongtian Fire Pillar!!!"

A roar suddenly shook under his feet...

Fan Qinghui's expression changed drastically and she hurriedly retreated and retreated.

The burning pillars of fire burst out directly from where she was just standing... The blazing flames shone brightly on the dark forest!

"These thieves actually buried explosives underground. Feixuan, hide quickly..."

Fan Qinghui didn't care about chasing Su Jing anymore. If explosives were buried, it would definitely be more than just this place. These people sneaked in at some time. Maybe Cihang Jingzhai had already been given the explosives...

At that moment, he hurriedly grabbed his disciple's hand, used his light skills, and fell onto the tree.
Chapter completed!