“Ah~”

"Um~"

"Ahem~"

Several Mo family disciples flew backwards, covering their wounds and wailing quietly, crawling or kneeling to retreat. In front of them, a young man covered in purple was tilting his mouth and "looking down" them disdainfully.

Xinghun shook his wrist, restrained the thick and gloomy purple aura invisibly, and sneered: "Hmph, I'm not interested in you minions, let your leader come out."

"Yinyang Family~"

"The alarm has been issued, you arrogant little dwarf, just wait--ah~"

This Mo family disciple was stubborn for a moment. The three words "short" made Xinghun angry instantly. He made one hand and sucked the person in front of him. A bone claw condensed from purple air pinched his throat.

"Hmph, I don't know if your neck is as hard as your mouth."

"Um~ah~"

The purple Qi bone claws stuck their necks and carried the person off the ground. The Mo family disciples kicked their feet in a mess, their faces fluttered purple, and the sounds squeezed out of their throats became more and more subtle and weird.

"Swish~" Just as the Star Soul was about to kill the person alive, the Thief descended from the sky and instantly struck the flywheel towards the Star Soul's throat.

In terms of hard power, Dao Zhi is certainly not an opponent of Xinghun, but the speed of this sneak attack still caught Xinghun by surprise. He sensed a sudden murderous intent and avoided the fatal attack in his throat in time, but was kicked away by Dao Zhi and scattered away the Mo family disciples.

"Cough~ Cough cough, Daozhu, be careful, it's Yin-Yang family."

Thiezu guarded his disciples, staring at the short boy in front of him with a cold look on his face, and instructed without looking back: "You go first, I'll hold this guy up."

"yes."

Several Mo family disciples behind him got up and fled quickly. Dou Zhi suddenly changed his serious face and teased: "Oh, kid, is there no one in your Yin-Yang family? Even if you are so old, you will come out to lick blood from the knife. It's too cruel."

To be honest, when Ganluo was twelve years old, he was eleven years old after the Tianren of Taiyi Mountain. Therefore, Xinghun, the "little brat", is actually one year older than Daozhi.

But who made him only 1.5 meters?

Xinghun was ridiculed by him so much that he used his hands to gather energy into a blade, "You are very good at speed, so let's see if your speed can save people from my air blade."

"Huh~"

A crescent moon slashed through the air, the jungle was broken, and the earth was broken. When the escaped Mo family disciple turned around, he saw a terrifying purple blade covering the sky, and his legs fell to the ground with a soft heart.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Dao Zhi gritted his teeth secretly, and felt sweet in his mouth. The lightning god was running overloaded with power. Then he even sent the air blade that had passed by the flying air, and pulled the disciples of the Mo family over, and the two rolled and hid aside.

"Boom~" The air blade slashed the ground and exploded the mud and grass all over the sky.

Xinghun raised his chin and squinted his eyes and smiled evilly: "Hmph, how many more times can you explode at this speed?"

This time, he casts spells and condenses the Qi blade with his hands, and aims it at the other two Mo family disciples who have not yet run far, "I can allow you to run first."

Dao Zhi groaned, his lips were covered with blood and red. The overloaded electric light walk had already made him bear his own internal injuries in the rescue just now.

Seeing that the Star Soul targeted another Mo family disciple, he didn't care about his injuries and was ready to save people.

Who knew that he had just taken the first step—

"Stupid!" Xinghun shouted, and his two-handed Qi Blade flew forward to Tuo Zhi with one move, and flew towards the disciple who had just been rescued. He used Tuo Zhi's psychology to directly kill double.

Dao Zhi realized now that it was too late. He endured his internal injuries and stopped turning around, avoiding the slash, and that Mo family disciple did not have such ability.

Sword 5~Break.

A clear sword energy flew from the oblique side, destroying the purple air blade with one blow.

Star Soul looked towards the sword energy and saw the man's one-shoulder cloak, the sword in his hand was bright, wearing a simple gray-yellow cloth, dancing with a ponytail, and his face was like the cold wind on the edge.

This person, Xinghun felt that he had a little impression of him.

Jing Ke signaled that Dao Zhi and his disciples took the first step and faced the Star Soul with his sword. "How could you appear here, and it was this time?"

Jing Ke is the junior brother of Han Shen, a famous Dacheng swordsman in the Mohism family.

As soon as he searched in his mind, Xinghun recognized Jing Ke.

The last time he fought with Han Shen in Jicheng, Yandu, and Jing Ke was not taken seriously by him at that time. Unexpectedly, after a few years, the opponent's strength increased significantly.

"Your senior brother Han Shen, he is not my opponent. You also want to save people from me. One waste, plus another waste, is still a waste."

Xinghun was arrogant and didn't know that he had stepped on the thunder.

When Jing Ke heard him mention Han Shen, his thick eyebrows were plain and wrinkled, and his eyes were even more peaceful. This was a sign of his anger. The more angry he was, the calmer he was.

"Sword Eleven."

The white rainbow and purple aura exploded in this woods. Jing Ke fought against the star soul by himself, stepped on the drunken immortal step and turned the stars, and a sword in his hand opened and closed from his heart, showing his elegance and voluntaryness.

Dao Zhi knelt on one knee and covered his chest. When he saw Jian Shiyi, he couldn't help but frown and curious: It was the Scare Eighteen Swords created by his elder brother. Because he was injured, he stopped at the 12th Sword. The elder brother said that his body is no longer suitable for using the Scare Eighteen Swords to fight. How can he fight against this star soul?

The Eighteen Swords of the Sky are indeed not suitable for Jing Ke today. Xinghun only took dozens of moves and saw through his opponent's decline. He blocked the sword blade with one hand and mocked him at close range: "This set of sword techniques is magnificent and romantic, and it is unrestrained and elegant. What you use is only for me to see the sword technique and the elegance of footwork itself, but people are like wild dogs falling into the water."

Jing Ke's eyes were ruthless, and he was about to shake off the opponent; Xinghun smiled mysteriously, and his two blades stuck on the blade side and flew up and hit Jing Ke's chest.

"Dun~" This kick fell into real life, and the energy penetrated into the body. Jing Ke immediately vomited blood while flying backwards, as if he had suffered internal injuries.

The moment when the star soul is proud, it is settled—

One sword~silent.

This is the sword of the throat-breaking sword. Jing Ke has already made up his mind to kill the opponent directly here.

At this moment, Xinghun was covered in sweat and thimbles, and an inexplicable strange aura made him unable to move at all. The steps of the god of death have never been so clear and approached.

He heard his breath, his heartbeat, and his shadowless sword energy.

Damn, my Star Soul, can I actually die here?! Ah~ Star Soul, who am I?

When he was dying, countless confused memories suddenly popped up in Xinghun's mind, Gan Luo, Xinghun, Lu Buwei, Yin and Yang Family... The endless twists of reality and illusion made him forget that he was about to die.

"Cry~"

The green phoenix flew into the sky, and the feminine dragon wandering energy turned into silk, wrapping all the sword energy condensed into a tiny thread of Jing Ke. Then the sword energy and the blue silk were blown out to the sky, brilliant and brilliant.

Xinghun cannot die, but the close-range sword energy and Longyou's aura burst out were still enough to seriously injure him. Moreover, his mind was in chaos and he did not make any defense.

Jing Ke glanced at the Star Soul that was blown out, a little regretful. If this man hadn't helped him rescue, the sword energy just now would be enough to cut off the Star Soul's throat. He looked at the woman in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Yin and Yang Family, Moon God."

"Brother~" Dou Zhi suddenly made a sound, his voice trembling.

Jing Ke suddenly looked over and saw another beautiful woman, "Yinyang Family, Dongjun."
Chapter completed!