Chapter 220 The natives are not my target. You win.

Zhao He's pupils suddenly shrank as he looked at the flying sword that he had just discovered was within a few feet of him!

A thought suddenly emerged in his mind!

Thousands of miles away, taking someone's head.

This... this is clearly the legendary sword-controlling technique? ! How... how could there be such a master in the world?

Critical moment...

He shouted loudly, and every hair on his body stood up. The figure that was about to fly suddenly sank, and his body suddenly sank, and he used the Thousand Jin Weight Drop!

The horse under his crotch neighed in pain, and all its limbs were broken under his Thousand Jin Weight Drop. The horse and the man rolled on the ground at the same time...

And Zhao He's many years of combat experience and completely different reactions from ordinary people finally saved his life. The deadly flying sword passed directly over his head, and most of the long hair that was originally tied behind his head was directly cut off!

But... he survived after all!

"Huh?!"

Jun Moyan showed a surprised look on his face. He didn't expect that he had attacked first, but he still couldn't take the enemy's head!

At the same time!

There was a loud shout, accompanied by the sound of clanging iron!

"I don't say I have no clothes, I will share the same clothes with you!!!"

After the voice fell.

Three other figures rushed towards this side at the same time, shouting: "Kill!!!"

And their bodies were emitting golden light, as if they were wearing golden armor!

The three of them separated in the middle and attacked three of the ten great demons...

Murong Ruo, Zhang Chengyun and Zhao He, who had just climbed up from the ground and was still frightened!

"What?!!"

Zhao He's face suddenly changed. He didn't know why the other party had only a few people attacking, but among so many people, they were so obsessed with him.

But at this time, the opponent was coming fiercely, so he had to stomp his feet on the ground, and his whole body, which was rolling, flew up directly. But just as his body rose, the flying sword came over there again... It was still so fast that it made people lose their minds!

Murong Ruo snorted coldly: "You clown, dare to act wild?"

The long sword was unsheathed, and he was about to use the extreme sword technique to fight the enemy, but suddenly he was startled, as if he remembered something, and the long sword full of icy air immediately shook a few sword flowers, entangled and attacked the enemy!

The man used black and white swords in his hands, and attacked Murong Ruo's ribs and neck at the same time. At the same time, he attacked with both hands, but they were actually different moves...

"Huh?"

Murong Ruo exclaimed in surprise, and saw that he could not cover the bottom even if he covered the top, so he shook the long sword, and endless cold air spread out, condensing a shield in front of him.

As soon as the shield was formed, it was broken by the black and white swords with a bang, and she took the opportunity to retreat, with a look of eagerness on her face.

But at this time...

Su Jing, who was sitting behind Qu Wuyi, shouted: "Miss Mu, I'm here to help you! Humph, you Huashan villain, you dare to hide in this dark place and attack, do you think you can defeat the ten demon gods of my God Sect with just a few of you?! Take my Seven Wounds Fist!"

As he said that, he jumped up and attacked the honest man who used the black and white swords with the Seven Wounds Fist from top to bottom!

The fist force roared...

"Seven Injury Fist?! Is it the unique skill of Kongtong Sect?!"

The one who used the black and white swords was the Huashan disciple Wei Gong. Hearing Su Jing call him a Huashan villain and use the martial arts of this plane, Wei Gong was immediately convinced that the little girl was really misleading. The person riding with her was clearly a native!

He shouted: "You are not my target, get out of here!"

Su Jing shouted: "Don't even think about hurting Miss Mu!"

The fist force hit Wei Gong's black sword...

The roaring fist force shook Wei Gong's footsteps and he couldn't help but take two steps back. At this time, Murong Ruo rushed forward again, but abandoned the sword and used palm skills instead, three virtual and one real, five virtual and one real... virtual and real, attacking Wei Gong!

She remembered Qu Wuyi's instructions before and was determined not to use Tianyahaige's kung fu. Although she had just learned the basics of the Falling Sword Palm, she was quite powerful when she used it against the enemy! In addition, she joined forces with Su Jing, and the two of them had a tacit understanding. For a while, they actually suppressed Wei Gong, who was in the Qi Refining Realm, and for some reason, Wei Gong was able to use two different sword moves by himself, which looked like two people attacking at the same time. This was considered a draw with the two of them!

And over there...

"Die!!!"

Gu Yue shouted: "Today, you are dead!"

As he said that, he had already fought directly with Zhao He, and with the flying sword circling in the air, Zhao He had actually rolled on the edge of life and death several times in just a few moves...

"Brother Zhao!"

Fan Song shouted, jumped forward, and chopped Gu Yue with the huge mountain-splitting axe that was almost bigger than him!

Gu Yue's face changed, and he quickly jumped to avoid it. A huge deep pit was immediately split on the ground...

Then, he didn't fight with Fan Song, and continued to attack Zhao He!

Very strange...

There were two enemies and two people on his side, but Gu Yue didn't even think of a fair fight. He just joined forces with the man who was hiding in the dark and controlled the flying sword. Even if Fan Song attacked, they would just avoid him and never fight... This made Fan Song, who was tired of chasing behind, confused. He wondered how much hatred these two people had that made them bite Brother Zhao so hard.

In fact, it was Zhao He, who had excellent lightness skills, who could barely hold on for a few moves. If it were someone else, he would have died long ago!

But even so, within a moment, he had been stabbed with several wounds by the flying sword. He looked bloody and miserable!

And Zhang Chengyun...

Looking at the scholar and the man in tight clothes who appeared in front of him!

Zhang Chengyun frowned, thinking that these people were Huashan disciples, and said: "It seems that you came prepared. Our itinerary is completely under your control?!"

"Hahahaha... It seems that you are not stupid enough to see it!"

Zhao Liuyun laughed and said: "It's a pity that you met our nemesis, you are dead!"

As he said that, he jumped forward and shouted: "Mr. Qu, please help me!"

Qu Anyi behind him shouted: "Okay!"

He shouted: "A gentleman is not respected, and his learning is not solid. Be loyal and have no friends who are not as good as yourself. If you make mistakes, don't be afraid to correct them!!!"

A thick layer of golden armor immediately appeared on Zhao Liuyun's body.

The righteousness of Confucianism is the nemesis of ghost cultivation, especially the Xue Er chapter. The articles in it have little lethality to ordinary people, but if facing evil things, they are completely restrained, and it can be said that killing enemies across levels is not a problem!

And this guy, with a ghostly aura on his body, is just like... a ghost cultivator! ! !

"Only one person?"

Zhang Chengyun untied his copper stick from behind and sneered: "It seems that I have been underestimated! You have forgotten who is the strongest among the ten demon gods!"

And in the distance...

Yin Jiu showed a sinister smile on his face and shouted: "I will help you!"

Then he jumped off the horse and rushed towards... Qu Anyi!

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