The three people in front of them were really embarrassed. They were gray-haired and covered in yellow sand. They probably rushed out from the secret passage outside and braved the sandstorm.

At this moment, there was no need to say anything more. Su Qing held his hands together, the bells on his wrists trembled, and the swords clashed, and then he said it after the fight.

"I knew it wouldn't be so easy. You should guard the exit of the secret passage!"

Just because they can come out doesn't mean that the elite soldiers in the secret passage can come out.

"Block me? Can you block me?"

Yuhuatian's hair was disheveled, his face was cold, and his face was cold. He turned his gaze and saw Fengli Dao, who was holding up his trousers with his butt raised. His face became even colder, as if it had turned into ice.

"Seize the secret passage first!"

"It's not that easy."

Su Qing gave a low shout and immediately picked the one who wielded the double swords. The leader of the Xichang stall, Ma Jinliang, Zhou Huaian and Yu Huatian fought together, and Su Huirong and Qiu Moyan fought together.

In the secret passage, some elite soldiers kept crawling out, while others acted as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They screamed, shouted, horses neighed and sheep bleated, making it a mess.

The sky outside changed drastically, and the sky and the earth seemed to be connected by the huge funnel-shaped tornado. The yellow sand rolled backwards, like a long river, flying sand and flying rocks, as if it had turned into a real ocean, and the entire sea of ​​sand was boiling. The sun and the moon were boiling.

It's bleak, the sky is sad and the earth is miserable.

Such a scene would make even Yu Huatian pale in emotion. If it were caught, it would be like a kite with its string broken, soaring into the sky with the wind. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, if you fall down, you will inevitably end up being shattered to pieces.

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Before Yu Huatian could make a move, someone had already fallen into the room. It was not Zhou Huaian who was fighting with him, but a Tatar man. The sword in his hand was Qi Wen. The sword was carved with gorgeous hollow patterns, and the spine of the sword was

On both sides, there are two long and narrow grooves, embedded with two flying blade daggers about a foot long. When the sword body trembles, the flying blades will fly out to take lives, moving with his sword movement.

What kind of fame is this, a magnet?

Su Qing was surprised to see that an offensive was already taking place on his side. He suddenly felt a figure flash out of the corner of his eye, and a pair of swords came sharply in front of him. He swayed his clothes and took a little step, and the figure had already slipped four or five steps back lightly.

He avoided the sharp double swords and attacked at the same time.

As long as Zhou Huai'an is entangled, they will kill the other two first. No matter how powerful Yuhuatian is, he can still defeat one against three. He cannot defeat all of them. The manpower will eventually be exhausted. No matter how high his martial arts skills are, he can withstand it.

How many breaths.

Su Qing calmed down, dodged the opponent's sword move, and stepped on the muddy steps to get close to him. Baguazhang was derived from sword skills. In the sword manual that Shang Yunxiang gave him, many of them used palms to turn swords.

The experience and the pace.

"retreat!"

Su Qing whispered.

He did not ask others to retreat, but asked Ma Jinliang to retreat. The guest room was not small, but now that these people were crowded together, it seemed a bit crowded. In addition, the six people were moving around and fighting, and Su Qing's sword was flying like lightning.

He didn't want to kill anyone, he just wanted to force Ma Jinliang out of the house.

Ma Jinliang retreated as expected. He could not retreat without retreating. His swords were already very fast, but Su Qing's sword was faster, his sword was faster, and his sword was more urgent. The sword and sword were only for killing people. The swing made people scared and forced him to

He tried his best to block it and retreated from the house to the corridor outside the door.

"Suffer death!"

With a loud shout, Ma Jinliang slashed diagonally and horizontally with both swords. Seeing that Su Qing's offensive slowed down, he finally had the opportunity to counterattack, and the sword light burst out.

Su Qing sneered and ignored it.

A long breath suddenly came out from his throat. He changed his body technique and moved his feet together. The sword technique he performed was as dreamlike as dancing. The swords struck together, his waist twisted, and his arms used enough strength to spin into the air.

Su Qing's body suddenly showed murderous intent, and Su Qing's black hair suddenly flew away, flying in the air, and a stern look suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"I'll let you die first!"

Others carrying swords were like the thrilling tornado outside the inn, which was extremely stunning.

Ding ding ding~

"Wow!"

Just under the shadow of Su Qing's sword and sword, the wooden board under Ma Jinliang's feet suddenly shattered. His figure sank steeply. He avoided the terrible attack and sank from the second floor to the bottom. His legs were placed on wooden pillars and got stuck in the air.

He went up and down, stabbed at Su Qing's feet through the wooden board, and chased after him.

"No, no!"

The tips of the two swords came out, stabbing again and again, and blood was oozing from many bloody holes on his body.

But at this moment, a green long sword suddenly broke through the wooden board from above and stabbed down. Ma Jinliang blocked it with his sword, and stabbed again. Unexpectedly, in the hole opened behind him, a person had already fallen down, and he fell down in the air.

It was a foot that dug into his back.

The man with disheveled hair was none other than Su Qing.

Ma Jinliang was startled, and hurriedly drew his sword and stabbed back. Seeing that it was too late, he exerted force on his feet, turned his body sideways, crossed his swords and slashed back. The wind from the sword hit Su Qing's chest. Before the sword could reach it, his clothes were torn.

, the energy is compelling.

The sword in Su Qing's left hand suddenly flashed, and he avoided the two swords, but did not stop the kick. At the same time, he hooked his toes, lifted it up, and kicked his legs like a golden rooster on its own. It landed firmly, and Ma Jinliang

The vest was pecked.

"Wow!"

At this moment, as if he was hit by a giant hammer, a mouthful of thick, bright red blood spurted out from under the iron surface. Ma Jinliang's sword power suddenly stopped, and his body, which was supported by his legs, immediately fell downwards. As soon as he hit the ground,

, he covered his heart and screamed. Just as he was about to struggle to get up, a knee hit him behind him, and he immediately lost his breath.

The civil war in the house was tense. Su Huirong and Qiu Moyan were fighting. One used a sword, and the other used golden silk from the Western Regions. There was a pair of silver bracelets between her wrists, and the golden silk was wrapped inside. It was extremely tough and as thin as

Every scratch on the edge of the blade left a trace of blood. Coupled with her light and strange body skills and the power of a hidden weapon, it was inextricable to fight Qiu Moyan.

"I can't stop it anymore!"

In the secret passage, several long knives were slashing upwards, almost overturning the bed. Yuhuatian kept forcing everyone back, trying to let the elite soldiers from the West Factory in, but they were blocked back again by everyone.

Two flying-edged daggers buzzed and bounced against the four walls of the room. With a scream, another person fell down.

Su Huirong was fighting with Qiu Moyan in full swing, but suddenly she felt a terrifying murderous intention behind her, and her heart was shocked.

"careful!"

Yu Huatian opened his mouth to remind him, and the sword moved with his wrist. With one movement of the sword body, and another shake, a flying blade turned with cold light and hit her behind.

Qiu Moyan also changed at this time. As soon as the sword turned, it entangled the golden silk. Su Huirong was unable to get away for a while. When he loosened his hand, a dart was thrown backward.

In this moment of fright, there was a collision of gold and iron behind her, and she screamed in agony.

But she said what was behind her, it was a sharp knife, stabbed straight in the air, from back to front, penetrating from her back and out of her chest, it was really like a sharp knife.

The one who took action was Su Qing who returned.

Pulled back.

Su Qing raised the long sword in her hand and turned the blade to block the flying blade. Next to her, Su Huirong fell to the ground with a splash.

"Ahem,"

This woman in this life makes me feel pity for her. Now she is choked with blood, and her snowy skin is stained with blood. She is extremely miserable, just like plum blossoms falling on the snow. But the last thing she looks at is not the rain fields, but the trees beside the secret road.

Jin Xiangyu struggled a few times, then stopped moving, and his watery eyes gradually dimmed.

Don't blame Su Qing for being ruthless. At this critical moment of life and death, if the elite soldiers of Xichang find out about the secret passage, there will be no way for people like them to survive.

Looking down at the dart that was half-embedded in his arm, Su Qing frowned and shook his hand, his muscles trembling. The hidden weapon had been squeezed out. Jin Xiangyu's eyes were also filled with disappointment, but the long sword in his hand did not hesitate, and kept stabbing at the person who wanted to crawl.

Xichang Fanzi came out and rushed to Su Qing's side.

"Are you okay?"

"Don't worry, it won't be a problem!"

Su Qing looked at Yuhuatian. "It's a pity that after all your efforts have been exhausted, you will be buried in this vast desert in the end. Your fame, fame and fortune will be a fleeting thing. But don't worry, I think of you as a man who stirred up troubles. I'll give it to you!"

Zhou Huaian, Qiu Moyan and Su Qing formed horns with each other, surrounding Yuhuatian in the middle.

"The situation is over for you, just die!"

Zhou Huaian shouted.

Take action together.

Yuhuatian still looked calm, except for a slightly gloomy look in his eyes, making it difficult to move forward or retreat.

Seeing the three people attacking, he regained his luck with the sword, and used two flying blades at the same time. He was really arrogant to the extreme, and actually planned to fight one against three. Not only did he do this, but he actually blocked it. He didn't want to do that.

He used the two flying blades in this narrow space so well that they bounced non-stop and unpredictable. The three of them were unable to restrain him for a moment.

Others were also affected and died unexpectedly.

Su Qing moved slightly and took out the knife in his hand.

"Come die!"

The blade of the knife was turned up, and while the four swords were fighting, it was quietly attached to Yu Huatian's wrist.

Just with a twist of the blade, Yu Huatian's expression finally changed. He suddenly abandoned the other two people, and with a twist of the flying blade, he rushed straight towards Su Qing.

"careful!"
To be continued...