When Chen Laomou saw everyone taking action, he immediately went to pull Xiao He'er's hand and said, "Let's go!"

"What?" Xiao He'er was stunned when he heard this, but immediately reacted. With his little hand, he broke away from Chen Laomou's pull. His little finger trembled and pointed to the distance, saying, "Isn't he your master? He is besieging you... How can you do this? Why don't you go out and help him..."

"He can do it himself." Chen Laomou smiled and said, "We will only help you if we go out. Let's go!"

"I won't leave." Xiao He'er struggled a little annoyedly and insisted: "I want to watch...you can walk enough by yourself! I won't leave, I won't leave, you can put me down quickly!" Before she could react, she had already let Chen Laomou grab it in her hand like a chicken, and she sank into the depths of the alley like flying, and could not struggle at all.

The people on the roof were watching the battle over there with all their attention, and no one cared about the little noise below.

The starlight was soaring. Xu Ziling was in that starry sky. He slowly waved his hands, twisting all the starlight into pieces, turning it into star chips, and rotating according to some extremely mysterious rotation. Everyone was astonished and surprised. Two flying shields whistled through Xu Ziling's starry sky, tearing the dreamy starry sky apart, and cutting the man's figure into four and a half in the moment.

The afterimage flashed and disappeared.

Everyone was overjoyed and suddenly realized that Xu Ziling didn't know where to go.

The ground was covered with blood, and the sound of fighting was far away. When it came again, there were already several sounds.

Ba Fenghan, who was in the siege, had already killed him at some point and broke through the net of everyone and came out.

Jin Bo Lingfeng and others were waiting to chase, but there was a man who had already stopped them. There was a knife in his hand, and its light was like gold. The sword light soared into the sky and turned into thousands of golden moons and slashed towards everyone. Even though everyone knew that the knife was just a use of blocking, they felt that the knife intention was imminent, as if they were all slashing at themselves.

Everyone held a lot of people and powerful force. Dozens of hands burst out violent energy at the same time, gathering into a huge ball of true energy and pushing it towards Xu Ziling. There were nearly a hundred kinds of internal true energy mixed in it, which were in chaos and incomparable, and exploded. Just before Xu Ziling, who was attacking by sword, not only did Xu Ziling's figure, but also shattered a large area of ​​space.

Before the smoke could be dissipated, a shadow of the shattered clothes shot out.

It's Xu Ziling.

Ling Feng's gold and silver spear went out like a poisonous dragon, taking advantage of the other party's heavy damage to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune.

Jin Bo also had a huge palm breaking through the air, and his energy was as strong as a wall, pressing down. There were still dozens of masters around him who reacted quickly, and everyone used all kinds of martial arts to siege the figure in the core.

When everyone's weapons passed by, they realized that it was just a broken piece of clothing, but the real Xu Ziling disappeared.

Where is him?

Where has he gone?

Xu Ziling was naked, and his hands were like Wu Ding's mountain, slamming heavily on Ling Feng's thin ridge. Before he could vomit blood, he flew into the air like a ghost, sticking behind the old man Chen Guang, like a shadow. Chen Guang was afraid, and he shot back with one palm, and at the same time turned over and rolled sideways, slashing with his sword. Unfortunately, he had only had time to see a fist that grew larger at a rapid speed, covering his entire sky.

After one attack, Xu Ziling soared into the sky, avoided the joint attacks of everyone, and slowly drifted down like a bird.

The posture is as graceful as a dance.

Like a crane.

Popular weapons stabbed at the bottom of his legs at the same time, and everyone immediately formed a big net, so they soared into the air, gathered their strength to attack the center, and surrounded and annihilated the biggest enemy they encountered.

Ling Feng and Chen Guang on the ground fell to the ground and vomited blood. They tried their best to support him, but their limbs had already made Xu Ziling weak and could not escape.

A sword roared rapidly, carrying anger and strength, and arrived first, flying towards Xu Ziling.

Before the sword arrived, the light had been practiced thousands of times, and the sword energy was scattered, and thousands of rage shots were like arrows. It was Qu Ao's third disciple Geng Ge Huer. Although he was angry and wanted to kill Xu Ziling to the swordsman, his move did not make any mistakes due to the excitement of his mood. He was still accurate and cruel, poisonous and spicy. Hidden behind his sword light was a pair of golden eagle claws, with a high nose and deep eyes Chang Shumou's face at this time, as if he was a golden multi-arm statue.

Xu Ziling's slowly descending body suddenly turned into a meteorite and his body fell rapidly.

Although Geng Ge Hu'er's sword turned as he pleased, he could only draw a shallow bloody mouth on Xu Ziling's red arms. The eagle claws of Chang Shumou had much more effect. He had deeper skills and more spicy moves. He had already tightly clamped on Xu Ziling's left shoulder, and five blood-red finger holes were deeply trapped in the flesh.

The others failed to attack, but the new move had not changed. However, Xu Ziling rushed into their crowd with a scattered scattered blood. His eyes were red, and his arms turned into millions of blood-red demon arms, extending to everyone's face, uncertain in reality and reality. Some people reacted very quickly, leaning over and avoiding it, but some people who were slightly stagnant of their throats immediately burst.

Blood fountains gushed out. Before they died, they could not believe that they were caught and fell to the ground.

Xu Ziling kicked Chen Guang, who was unable to rise, and then punched him again, causing his body to quickly react to the people who were attacking each other. The figure slipped, separated the two afterimages, and shot in different directions, making it difficult for everyone to tell the truth about the falsehood. However, his true body was standing behind Ling Feng, who had already vomited blood and wanted to evacuate quickly.

His hand silently pressed Ling Feng's back, simulating the explosion of the dark force from the Demonic Technique, like a tide. His other hand was as bright as blood, and he sealed a palm with Jin Bo who came to rescue.

"Blood, river cart." Xu Ziling snorted coldly. The voice made Chang Shumou and Geng Ge Huer's hearts shocked. Geng Ge Huer's long sword trembled slightly, and he took it back at the last moment when he stabbed Xu Ziling, sealing the sword to protect himself. Chang Shumou also used his claws to protect his body, and his body was filled with the greatest protective energy.

They understand what the three words "Blood River Cart" represent.

That represents the greatest skill of Feiying Quao.

It is the secret skill that their two most proud disciples and their only son Ren Shaoming had never learned, the Blood River Cart.

A delicate red light soared into the sky, and a whole space around Xu Ziling turned into a blood pool hell. A pair of blood demon hands stretched out in the boiling blood pool hell first approached Brother Geng Huer, and finally shot the sword back when the other party blocked the sword and protected himself. He also faced the golden eagle claws, and also gently hit each other and returned without help. Finally, after tearing the chests of the three people, he caught up with the back of the fat man Jin Bo.

The bloody hand snatched Jin Bo's short and obese neck, pinching Jin Bo's eyes so loud that blood squirted between his mouth and nose.

A black light broke from far to near, silently, cracking the boiling blood river in the blood pool hell and shot towards Xu Ziling's back. What was faster and stranger than that black light was that there was an eagle claw flying on Xu Ziling's calves at some point, and it sank deeply into Xu Ziling's calves.

There is someone in the sky at this time.

The visitor brought two domineering sword lights, covering the sky and slashing heavily, intending to slash Xu Ziling to the end and chop the knife. The power even wanted to divide the demonic blood pool hell that Xu Ziling made into two.

Xu Ziling's body whirled rapidly, allowing the single leg of Zhongshen to wrap around the rope behind it. With the force of Tuoba Yu, he flew away lightly. The black light rubbed across Xu Ziling's chest, taking away a piece of flesh, and immediately applying a dark green on the blood-red muscles. This was the masked woman who had been watching coldly from a distance.

The man in the sky failed to hit the point, and his reaction was surprisingly amazing. He immediately took advantage of the opportunity to draw his sword and slashed his hand at Xu Ziling's legs.

However, Xu Ziling was tied up with only one leg, and the other leg was intact and free. It did not enter in the sword light, splashing a large piece of blood, like a giant fish jumping out of the waves, and finally stepped heavily on the face of the man with the sword. The man flew away and smashed back on a wall, shaking the whole wall down.

When the man got up in a mess, the swords in his hand were trembling and almost waking out of his hand.

On the head of the knife were Xu Ziling's blood, and there were also dripping blood that oozed from the mouth and nose, which was bright red.

"Master Qian Guan, you..." Someone immediately wanted to help the person down for a while, but he was rudely blocking it. While enduring the stinging pain of the bursting bones of the face and nose, the man wiped the gushing blood with his wrist. He growled slightly in his throat, looking at Xu Ziling with red eyes, his eyes were extremely vicious, like a wounded wolf head.

He is the lord of Xiangyang City, Qian Duguan.

At this time, Xu Ziling had already broken free from Tuoba Yu's flying soccer.

He was covered in blood and had almost no place to be injured. His legs, shoulders, arms, chest, back, and the wounds were everywhere, and blood was surging.

He grabbed the dark green flesh on his chest, and tore off the dark green flesh, just like a careless scholar tearing up the draft rice paper he usually practices calligraphy, without cherishing it. He didn't care about the blood flowing on his chest, but just looked at Tuoba Yu quietly. His eyes were still so calm and calm, as if the wounds had nothing to do with him.

"It has made a lot of progress." Xu Ziling praised faintly.

"Because of you." Tuoba Yu nodded, his handsome face turned a little white. He coughed twice, and a blood-red silk slowly flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

"You are dead today." Chang Shumou's sleeves were gone, and there were several long scratches on each of his arms, from the arms to the wrist, and bones could be seen at depths.

Brother Geng Hu'er's body had no obvious scars, but his hands trembled continuously. His face was even whiter and faintly blue, and his lips were pale and bloodless. He had just let Xu Ziling transmit a ray of extremely cold true energy. Although he tried his best to defend it, he still allowed the extremely domineering cold energy to circulate half of his body. Now it is still stiff and numb.

If it weren't for the fact that there were enough people present and seeing Xu Ziling covered in blood, he would have abandoned his dignity and escaped.

He was seriously injured. Although he didn't seem to be aware of it, he now understood that everything Xu Ziling did just now was just to hurt him. Because among all the real strong hands, those who were injured and fell to the ground must count his weakest strength. After Xu Ziling attacked others, he was the one who could achieve the greatest attack effect.

He understood now, but it was too late.

Now Xu Ziling has no longer looked at him, because he has almost lost his combat power, and the person who has lost his combat power can just ignore it. Although Brother Geng Hu'er was angry, he was not reckless. He took a few steps back and secretly adjusted his breathing, hoping to restore his combat power as soon as possible and give the opponent a heavy blow again.

He is the son of the grassland, and Geng Ge Hu'er must not be defeated by a person from the Central Plains.

No one didn't understand at this time that as long as everyone collaborated to siege him again, Xu Ziling would be even more severely. If this was turned on, he would be dead at the hands of everyone. There are many people who can fight now. Except for those who had Xu Ziling attacked just now, most masters were not hurt at all. Although Xu Ziling's crazy attack was a little scared, his combat power was particularly strong.
Chapter completed!