"Dang!" With a crisp sound, the nunchaku smashed a dart that was shot straight towards Luo Yin. At the same time, a cold sweat broke out on both sides. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the dart. He saw a man wearing a long black gown with a long head that looked like a Taoist priest slowly walked out of the dark shadow. There seemed to be a magnetic field beside him, blocking the two sides of the battle. The scene was very strange.

Luo Yin then came back from his shock and looked grateful to Lin Aoxiang. If he hadn't extended a helping hand just now, he might have been shot by the dart, and he would have ended up like a woman lying on the ground.

"I'm so excited about my tacit cooperation. I'm here to welcome the two masters to the humble house!" Zhao Yu showed a faint smile on his face. He didn't even look at the few people lying on the ground, and slowly walked towards Luo Yin and Lin Aoxiang.

"You are Zhao Yu!" Although Zhao Yu did not emit any aura, for some reason, Lin Aoxiang and Luo Yin felt a huge pressure in their hearts at the same time, as if Sun Wukong, who was pressed under the Five Elements Mountain, could not move.

"It is precisely the following: One of them has the essence of the world's major fighting skills, and the other has the unique skills of the hidden killing. Anyone is a well-known figure on the road. Now he appears here at the same time. It really looks down upon me!" Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and the person had stopped three meters in front of Luo Yin and Lin Aoxiang.

"Master Zhao is polite. With Master Zhao's ability, what are our brothers?" Luo Yin said politely, but the Fenghan sword in his hand scattered cold sword lights, and his eyes were even staring at Zhao Yu. He felt that Zhao Yu's killing move was about to appear...

"Haha, that's all..." Before Zhao Yu could finish his words, his whole body suddenly stepped forward. Luo Yin and Lin Aoxiang were on guard at the same time, but when Zhao Yu suddenly stopped, his hands were swinging continuously, and countless darts were covering Luo Yin and Lin Aoxiang. Both of them were shocked at the same time and flashed to both sides. Zhao Yu's body stepped forward at this time and had arrived in front of Luo Yin in an instant. At some point, there was one more two-foot-half-foot-half-game in his hand, and the weapon that looked like a knife and a sword stabbed towards Luo Yin.

Luo Yin quickly used the Fenghan Sword in his hand to resist Zhao Yu's attack, but as soon as he touched the weapon, he saw a current rushing out of the sword and slashing heavily along the Fenghan Sword on Luo Yin's body.

"You are despicable..." Luo Yin exhaled the last sentence, and his whole body was bounced out directly and landed heavily on the ground. The Fenghan Sword also fell to the side, and he didn't know whether it was death or life.

"Luo Yin!" Lin Aoxiang saw that Luo Yin was actually shocked by the other party, and two blood and tears popped out of the corner of his eyes. He held a pair of nunchaos in his hand, so he rose into the air and smashed him hard at Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu sneered at the corner of his mouth, and he held the weapon in his hand tightly and blocked Lin Aoxiang. Another light flashed by, but Lin Aoxiang didn't care at all, and hit Zhao Yu with a fierce stick. The first part of the nunscrat hit Zhao Yu's weapon. This was a nunscrat made of the wood of the world's most powerful tree, iron birch, and it was extremely hard and stronger than steel. Where could the weapons in Zhao Yu's hand be able to split? As for that click, have you seen dry wood conduct electricity?

In Zhao Yu's surprised gaze, Lin Aoxiang's second stick hit Zhao Yu's forehead heavily, making Zhao Yu's head bleeding, his mind dizzy, and his body retreated repeatedly. He really didn't understand that Lin Aoxiang's nunska seemed to be made of metal, and it also made a sound that only metal could produce. Why was his electric shock useless?

Lin Aoxiang didn't give him a chance to react at all. He jumped up suddenly and kicked Zhao Yu hard in the heart, directly kicking Zhao Yu's body away, and finally landed heavily on the ground.

"Luo Yin..." Lin Aoxiang believed that with such huge force, Zhao Yu would definitely lose his combat power even if he was not dead. He quickly ran towards Luo Yin, who was lying on the ground, came to Luo Yin's body, and explored Luo Yin's breath. After he was still breathing, he felt a little relieved.

Just as he was about to wake up Luo Yin, he suddenly felt the chill behind him. He instinctively blocked the numbs in his hand, and his body flashed to the side, but there was still a severe pain coming from behind.

"You... aren't you dead yet?" Lin Aoxiang turned around and looked at Zhao Yu, who was standing in front of him and still had blood flowing on his forehead, and said in surprise.

"Die? Boy, you underestimated me too much. I was accidentally beaten by you just now. I have to calculate this grudge with you!" Zhao Yu's face no longer smile, but instead he was full of solemnity and deep solemnity.

Lin Aoxiang was secretly talking in his heart. Not to mention that the kick he just now, even the one he just now was enough to knock a cow out of a cow, but this guy was like a person who was fine, which was too scary, right?

After looking at Luo Yin on the ground, Lin Aoxiang also held on seriously after thinking that he was not seriously injured for the time being. He knew that the opponent in front of him was probably the strongest opponent he had encountered except Ye Xingchen.

"Very good, I like serious dolls, boy, this sword is called Wanliu. Today, you can save your life!" Seeing Lin Aoxiang's serious look, Zhao Yu's solemn face once again showed a faint smile, and pointed to the weapon in his hand that looked like a sword but not a sword, and said.

"Is that right?" Lin Aoxiang snorted coldly, but his body rushed forward and attacked first. The best defense in the world is attack. This is Ye Xingchen's theory and the theory of all members of the Xingyao Society.

The nunsack in his hand pulled out the stick flowers, like a spirit snake, constantly hovering on his body, and occasionally jumping out to bite his opponent. The smile on Zhao Yu's face disappeared again. Facing Lin Aoxiang's surging, he had no intention of retreating. The retention in his hand kept swinging out, blocking Lin Aoxiang's wave after wave of attacks, and attacking Lin Aoxiang's loopholes from time to time.

The two of them fought fiercely faster and faster. Only jingling sounds came from the air, and sparks were vaguely splashing, which were sparks splashing on the nunchao.

The other people who fought fiercely were exhausted at this time, lying on the ground one by one, looking at the fight here and listening to the moving music.
Chapter completed!