Jiaolong Jue

Seeing that Su Yu was going to fight him in the field, he knew he was not Su Yu's opponent, he was hesitating a little, but suddenly saw Su Yu staggered two steps, got used to it before his eyes, and fell down.

He was overjoyed, he drew out his long sword and stabbed fiercely, only to hear a loud "clang clang", Ji Feixue had already sealed his sword with his sword.

Two sharp cold lights shot out from his eyes, he looked at Chang Tian and scolded:

"This kid was injured by me. He can't die. I still have something to ask him! After all, you are the helmsman of a party. You have some famous names in the world. I didn't expect to take advantage of others' danger to sneak attack! It's really shameless!"

Zhong Tian Xia said with a sly smile: "Who doesn't take advantage of the advantages? I, Zhong Tian Xia, am not a hypocrite like you! Humph"

Ji Feixue was furious, shouted loudly, approached, and stabbed out with the long sword, just like a sharp flash, straight to the throat of Chang Tianxia.

He did not show weakness when he was farming, and fought with him with a long sword.

The swords and shadows of the two were intertwined, and after several rounds of fighting, the farming gradually became a little bit exhausted. Taking advantage of Ji Feixue's sword attack, one of them hid sideways and shouted behind him, hundreds of disciples swarmed up with their weapons superior.

All the subordinates behind Ji Feixue also drew their swords, and in an instant, the two sides were mixed together, fighting in one place.

All over the Motian Cliff, there was a flash of swords and swords, and the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky.

The two sides fought several times, although there were many farming servants, but all of Ji Feixue's subordinates were accustomed to fighting, so each had casualties, and the outcome was hard to tell.

The two sides are fighting more than ever, and are at a stalemate.

Suddenly, "Hula La", countless people sprang out from the woods on both sides.

I saw that the leader was a young man, wearing a dark brown cloak shaking wildly in the wind, his eyes slightly squinted, exuding a murderous aura.

He waved his two fingers and was about to step forward to fight, but a person rushed out from behind him, and in an instant he was behind the crowd.

He stretched out his arms to stop him, and muttered:

"Fight! It's not good to fight! Stop fighting!"

Those people are already jealous, how can they listen to him?Not only did he not listen, but instead he turned his single sword in his hand and slashed at him.

When the man saw it, he was not afraid, but smiled instead, moved his feet, and stretched out his hands together. He only heard two "pu pu" sounds, and put his four fingers into the eyes of the two people on the left and right respectively, and then retracted his hands. His eyeballs were also gouged out, leaving only two bloody black holes in the eye sockets.

The two people screamed, threw the single knife in their hands, covered their eyes with their hands, curled up on the ground, and kept rolling.

The man looked at them with a grin and said:

"You guys are not allowed to fight, but you want to fight, so let's not fight now! Hee hee"

After all, he didn't care about flashing swords everywhere, and wandered around in the chaotic crowd, muttering to persuade others.

He doesn't care who the people are, what sect or faction they are, and seeing that they don't listen, he immediately stretches out his hands and fingers, and in the blink of an eye, two pairs of bloody eyeballs are dragged with flesh and blood. Drag and drop out.

After a short effort, he had already injured a piece of him, and for a while, the screams and screams hit Tianyu in front of Motianya.

The man was getting his eyes excited, when suddenly, not far away, he saw a thin old man with a hunched waist, waving a long sword, staring, with a few beards poking out, directing.

Seeing that he looked familiar, he just smiled and moved towards him regardless of others.

Chang Tian commanded his disciples to go forward and try their best, but he hid aside instead.

He was shouting and cheering at his subordinates, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a person walking towards him with a smile indifferently among the swords.

The next time Zhongtian saw him, he recalled the situation in the valley of Wulaiwu back then, and scared him out of his wits. Before he could get close to him, he hurriedly shouted, turned and fled.

His subordinates didn't know what happened, they also hurriedly withdrew their weapons one by one, and fled after farming.

Ji Feixue didn't know where to go, thinking that the other party had lost, and was even more excited, shouting and chasing after him.

However, they were slashed by a group of people who came head-on with their weapons. Everyone in the Tiandihui was confused and nearly half of the casualties were lost.

However, the opponent has a large number of people and is waiting for work with leisure, so the people of Tiandi Hui couldn't resist the enemy at all, and dozens of people fell under the chaotic blade in a short time.

Seeing this, Ji Feixue felt a great pain in his heart. The brothers around him saw that the brothers of the Tiandihui were all dead, and the situation was extremely critical. He hurriedly repelled several incoming enemies, and ran to his side, wanting to hug him. Ji Feixue quickly entered the Motian Cliff to escape.

Ji Feixue saw all his brothers died one after another, and the blood stained the cliff, he was so angry that he couldn't let go.

So he ordered a few of his subordinates to rush to various places to send letters to ask for support, but he stood up and charged into the crowd again with his sword.

Those few of his subordinates, seeing that he would not leave and were unwilling to abandon him, stopped their steps one after another, turned around and followed him to fight back.

Ji Feixue was fighting with all her strength, and when she saw those subordinates coming back, she couldn't help saying angrily:

"How dare you disobey the order, why don't you leave?"

Those people said in unison:

"Now the chief rudder is in trouble, how can we be alone! Our brothers have followed the chief rudder for many years, and we are willing to advance and retreat with the chief rudder!"

After hearing this, Ji Feixue couldn't help but feel passionate, she looked up to the sky and said with a smile:

"Okay! You are all my good brothers! Since you won't leave, let's kill each other to our heart's content! Even if we die, there will be no regrets!"

After all, several people brandished their swords and fought with the enemy.

Although they put life and death at risk for a long time, they were all as brave as tigers, but there were too many people on the other side, and soon several people around Ji Feixue fell to the ground.

While Ji Feixue swung his sword, he saw that there was no one of his subordinates around him. Feeling desolate and indignant, he made up his mind to die, let out a long cry, jumped up several feet, hung upside down, and shook The sword flower instantly turned into countless sword lights, pouring down on the heads of the people below.

This move was exactly the one in the Lu family's marksmanship taught to him by Yun'er's father Lu Chongfei back then, and it was called: Covering the Moon with a Tassel.

The Lu Family Spear was created by Lu Chongfei's grandfather back then. This marksmanship is both tough and soft, and has unpredictable moves. The tasseled moon is a very powerful move in this set of marksmanship. It shakes the spear very quickly Body, let the gun flower drawn by the tip of the spear change from a small circle to a large circle, expanding continuously, layer upon layer, densely smacking, and when you look up, you can see hundreds of guns in the sky.

And because when wielding the gun shaft, the internal energy of true energy is used on it at the same time, so those countless gun heads that shake out are not just empty spots, but real guns that can kill people, and their lethal power can be seen .

At this time, he replaced the gun with a sword, and also shook out thousands of sword lights, and rushed straight to the enemy.

Those people didn't know this move, they were just parrying in a panic. In an instant, the shadow of the sword was like a black cloud, and they could only hear "噗噗噗噗" in their ears.

The sound of the sharp sword piercing the skull was endless, and when the dead bodies fell to the ground one after another, Ji Feixue turned over and floated down.

His clothes were completely stained with blood, his long white beard was also spattered with blood, and the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood, falling to the bluestone floor in front of the gate of Motian Cliff.

He stood in front of the gate of Motianya, with his eyes cracked, staring at the group of people, just like a god and Buddha, inviolable.

Everyone was shocked by his divine power, and they couldn't help but retreat one after another.

At this time, a man came over with a smile and broke through the crowd, walked up to Ji Feixue, wiped his nose, grinned and said:

"Hee hee, old man! I've seen your move just now! Did Yun'er give it to you?"

Ji Feixue saw that the clothes of the people who came were torn, and there were a lot of withered grass stuck in their messy hair, and they looked at themselves with a smile on their dirty faces.

He didn't recognize this person, but he had seen him attack and hurt someone just now, and he knew that the other party was extremely powerful, so he didn't dare to be careless, pointed at him with his sword and shouted:

"Who are you? Why are you so vicious?"

But Xiaobao ignored him, and only approached him again, raised one arm, spread two fingers and smiled at Ji Feixue:

"Do you know the way in?"

Ji Feixue was puzzled by his question, and said angrily:

"Why is there no way! Let me kill you first to avenge my brothers!"

After finishing speaking, he twisted his body and drew out his sword, a gust of sword energy rushed towards Xiaobao's face.

But Xiaobao didn't even look at it. When the edge of his sword approached him, he suddenly raised his hand, bent his two fingers and flicked out from the body of the sword. Hearing a "clang", Ji Feixue's long sword immediately deviated from it. Straightforward, lean to the side.

In his heart, he was amazed that the opponent's skill was so unfathomable, and he hurriedly drew the sword, but he didn't know that the sword seemed to be guided by a huge force, and he couldn't draw it at all. Not only could he not draw the sword, but his body was also crushed. The huge force exerted on the sword dragged it sideways.

Ji Feixue staggered, took a step forward, and almost fell down.

In order to get rid of the constant force, he had to let go of the sword as a last resort.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came out, and Xiaobao's fingers were like lightning, and there was a gust of wind, rushing toward his face.

Ji Feixue was so startled that she kicked her front foot, her back foot exerted strength, and her body spun in the air. The moment her toes just touched the ground, she didn't dare to stop at all. She borrowed a little more strength, and followed her body to swirl in the air again. In an instant, the body withdrew more than ten feet, and reached the edge of the gatepost of Motianya.

Although Xiaobao kept moving his body, he was still a step late and was dodged by him.

I also saw his figure constantly turning around, like a windmill, his long clothes floating in the air, and the sound of "fluttering" fans, it is really beautiful.

Xiaobao couldn't help but smile and applaud repeatedly, but forgot to chase after him, and clapped his hands "papa".

At this time, Ji Feixue's feet had landed on the ground, her head and body were already dripping with sweat, and her limbs couldn't help shaking slightly.

He was completely horrified by the opponent's finger force, and said in horror:

"Who the hell are you? How can you have such force?"

Xiaobao sucked his nose hard, sucked back the snot that had flowed to his mouth, and then opened his mouth and smiled:

"My name is Xiaobao, hee hee, the windmill you turned just now is so beautiful! I like to play windmills, you turn one more and I'll see!"

Only then did Ji Feixue suddenly realize:

"It turns out that you are Xiaobao, the godson of the chief helmsman Liu Song! Alright, Bailian's unique knowledge, the Hunyuan Qiankun finger is indeed powerful! I, Ji Feixue, died under its power, and it is not wronged! But you are me!" How can the members of the White Lotus Society help these evil spirits to attack the head of the White Lotus Society?"

Little Treasure didn't understand these things either, and he just wanted to watch the windmill, and when he saw that he was just chattering but didn't move, he felt anxious and muttered:

"I want to see the windmill, turn it quickly!"

While speaking, the body has already moved out, and the two fingers stirred up a strong wind to stab Ji Feixue's eyes.

Ji Feixue fought for half a day, and after the frightened struggle just now, he was already at the end of his strength. When he saw the opponent's two fingers stabbing him, his body was already on the doorpost. .

Before he could stand still, he heard Xiaobao anxiously say:

"Not this one! This one doesn't look good! I want a windmill, a windmill!"

As he spoke, the gale of two fingers followed Ji Feixue and approached him.

It was too late for Ji Feixue to dodge any more, anticipating that she would die, she simply stood there and waited for his two fingers to stab her.

At the moment when the gust of wind hit his face, Ji Feixue's left arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. To the side, Ji Feixue's body leaned sideways, and when he was about to fall, the hand that suddenly grabbed his left arm also exerted force instantly. , Ji Feixue's dragged body almost flew into the air, and with the dragging of that person, like a whirlwind, the two figures disappeared into the nearby jungle in a blink of an eye.

Ji Feixue's feet couldn't help coordinating with the opponent as he turned around in the jungle and kept flying. At this time, he was getting farther away from Motianya.

The voice of Little Treasure crying for the windmill has also disappeared in his ears.