It is impossible to describe how fast the flying knife was emitted by the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji. The Dugu Kuang behind him only saw that when Tian Can's lips opened, the cold light had arrived. When Tian Can even said the words "I want to get into the mist and rain...", he realized that there was a small flying knife on his throat. His words became vague, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body shook and fell down.

"Really, I need to do it every time. Do you only look at people, just look at identity and internal strength?" The eight-armed immortal girl sighed and walked past Dique, but she did not forget to pick up the flying knife on the ground.

A white light flashed around Di Que, and Tian Can was resurrected in the local area. Ye Bufan's methods were very clear. His two guards would not really die if they were formally tested.

Dugu Kuang walked forward with a chuckled face. Tian Can still pointed to the couplet and said, "If you want to enter Yanyu Tower, you must beat us two old guys."

Dugu Kuangren still smiled and stood up, with one palm on the left and right side, and the palm force of the sky and the palm was slammed on Dugu Kuangren without any fancy. Dugu Kuangren's body shook slightly, and the sky and the earth were shaking even more powerfully. Then they both retreated. Looking at Dugu Kuangren's eyes, there was no longer only fear, but more than doubt.

When I walked into the inner courtyard, I walked left to go straight to the lobby, and walked right to the Yatang. I took the lead with a sword. I soon met with the southern fist and northern legs without saying nonsense, and the three figures were entangled.

The value of the Nanquan Bei Le is nearly twice as high as that of Tiancandi, and its strength is naturally much higher. However, these two people focus on moves rather than internal strength. When they fight with the fast sword of Chongtian Yijian, they have a little advantage. As the Thirteen Swords of Chongtian Yijian dance faster and faster, the situation slowly reversed. When the Thirteen Swords of Chongtian Yijian were used, the Thirteen Swords of the Nanquan Bei Le quietly retreated and made a gesture of inviting.

The twenty-three rounds of fast sword made Chongtian Yijian sweat. After collecting the sword and marching into the inner door, he laughed and scolded: "What two difficult guys."

Crazy Sword nodded slightly outside the door and said, "The sword of Chongtian Sword is indeed fast enough, but... It's a pity, it's a pity."

Dugu Kuangren knew the meaning of these two pity sounds of Crazy Sword. The sword of Chongtian Yi Sword is indeed fast enough, but he is bound by moves. He has never been like this. Although this can make the sword of the Thirteen Swords of the Divine Sect dance faster and faster, it cannot achieve the best killing purpose. The Wudang Sect is famous for its Tai Chi Swords, and the fast sword developed by the Wudang Sect is indeed flawed.

After saying that, Crazy Sword followed, and Nanquan Bei Le punched and kicked one after another. Crazy Sword made only one move and forced Nanquan Bei Le to one side. It was not a shocking sword, nor was it a magical sword as profound as Dugu Jiujian. This sword was a sword that was defeated by all the losses. If Nanquan Bei Le did not retreat, they could certainly kill the Crazy Sword under the fist, but they were determined to be dead.

The three of them are competing with ruthlessness. How could local people like the South Fist and North Leg dare to compete with the ruthlessness with the ruthlessness?

Dugu Kuangren nodded with a smile, and his eyes swept to the distance, Chongtian Jian's face changed a little. I think the sword of Crazy Sword made him think a lot.

Immediately after Dan Tai Miaomiao passed the Southern Fist North Legs easily. She relaxed because Piaomiao Palace's palm technique is much more exquisite than the Southern Fist North Legs. If it is not as powerful as the internal force, the Southern Fist North Legs will naturally not beat her.

The Eight-Armed Immortal Ji was even more relaxed. She passed through the two of the South Fist and North Legs who seemed to have been restrained. However, when she passed by the two, she took off a few silver needles from them. Facing the angry appearance of the South Fist and North Legs, the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji said very casually: "If you know about it, then my hidden weapon should not be called a hidden weapon, but a flying needle." But it turned out that the Eight-Armed Immortal Ji had released the hidden weapon in secret.

Dugu Kuangren didn't know when the silver needle was released by the Eight-Armed Immortal Girl. Seeing the red faces of Nanquan and North Legs, she laughed in her heart. Just as she was about to take a step, there were six or seven people behind her. One person was the first, and his long hair was tied into a bird's nest. A robe that could be seen from the corners was full of holes and greasiness. From the faint holes, the skin inside the robe was like black carbon.

What's the point, this man is no different from the disciples of the Beggars' Gang. What's more, this man was holding a dog-beating stick in his hand, but the stick turned green all over. Dugu Kuangren's eyes couldn't help but lit up. This stick was clearly the jade stick representing the identity of the Beggars' Gang's stick leader.
Chapter completed!