Xiao Yi's body shot out and took off the range of palm force. Zhao Kuilin refused to give up. His body moved forward, and his eyes were red, and he swung him one after another to Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi did not dare to touch the palm force, and his body kept dodging. The outflow of this palm force consumed the most true energy. Even though the old man in black had a profound cultivation level, he swung more than ten palms without breathing, he felt that the true energy was not connected for a while, and his palm force was slightly paused. Xiao Yi looked at this opportunity and bullied him forward like lightning, and punched Zhao Kuilin as his chest. Xiao Yi was not good at physical skills, but he could not use spells without losing his true energy and spiritual consciousness. He had to rely on the strength of his body.

After dodging more, Xiao Yi was able to grasp the power in the battle. This time, it seemed very perfect to Xiao Yi! But just as Xiao Yi was punching, a cunning look suddenly appeared on Zhao Kuilin's originally ferocious face. It turned out that when he got the tenth palm, his mind had gradually awakened from his impulse. Although he was very sad about the death of his disciple, it was a matter of his life at this time. He was shocked and wondered who this person was. Although he swung these dozen palms randomly, he had 100% of the palm power. The other party could easily avoid it. Such a master appeared enough to reverse the balance of strength on the battlefield, and this plan arose in his heart!

A palm came out, and the back came first, and it was printed on Xiao Yiyu's chest. At the same time, it said coldly: "Go to die!" The black true energy poured into Xiao Yiyu's body like a tide, and Xiao Yi was shocked.

Zhao Kuilin's face was ferocious and a little proud. He seemed to have seen Xiao Yiyu's body turn into a mummy. Even a master in the innate realm could not take such a blow. In terms of the viciousness of the palm power, the Black Evil Palm was definitely in the top ten! But he was stunned immediately. Xiao Yi was taken by this palm but did not change for a long time. Xiao Yi was also stunned for a moment. He obviously felt that the cold aura had melted most of the time as soon as it invaded his body. A breath in the jade pendant immediately made this true breath with the breath of death.

The energy disappeared completely. Xiao Yi looked at the palm that was still imprinted on his body, and then raised his head. This time it was Zhao Kui's turn to scatter and wanted to escape, but Xiao Yi's originally stopped fist suddenly hit forward. Xiao Yi had seen the fist in some books before. When he was young, he tried to practice these things, but of course he didn't know the effect at that time. But at this time, this lightning punch made a sound of wind and thunder, and fell heavily on Zhao.

A crisp sound was heard in Kuilin's chest. Zhao Kuilin's chest was deeply concave. Under this blow, the ribs broke and fell into the internal organs that almost turned into powder. An object the size of a fist protruded from behind! Zhao Kuilin, whose trachea was completely destroyed, did not even make a sound, and his body flew out like an arrow from the string. The direction of the back flight was Fu Qin. Xiao Yi and Zhao Kuilin's few strokes just now were almost done at lightning speed. Fu Qin swept a few swords,

He dispersed the attacking Tiansha Palm. He had just returned from that palm and jumped towards Zhao Kuilin. When he saw Zhao Kuilin flying backwards, he did not hesitate and slashed his sword towards Zhao Kuilin's neck. The sword light flashed, and he was already in the family, and blood was sprayed upwards. Fu Qin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to kill the Black Evil Hand. In a blink of an eye, he saw that his wife was still fighting with Tang Tianshan, and various hidden weapons were flying. A sword light surrounded Shangguan Yan. The hidden weapons were constantly shot down in the jingling sound.

On the other side, Feng Ying was constantly testing the changes in the formation. His strange body movements were circling quickly, and the guards had no choice but to do anything to him.

Fu Qin retrieved the scroll from Zhao Kuilin's body, grabbed the hair on Fu Qin's head, and shouted loudly: "The master and apprentice of the Black Evil Hand have been given the title!"

"What?" Hearing this news, Feng Ying and Tang Tianshan were both stunned. They were both older generation figures. Although they had not reached the innate realm, they were not far away. They had a little higher martial arts cultivation to their opponents, but they also had concerns with each other, fearing that they would consume their true energy and finally get benefits from others, so they did not use all their strength and left room for themselves. When they were allocating their opponents, Heisha picked Fu Qin with his hand. He was the most likely to solve the opponent first, but he did not expect that

Instead, they were killed by the enemy. The two were confused when they saw this. Could it be that Fu Qin had hidden his cultivation? Feng Ying was surrounded by a group of people just now. Although he had a high level of cultivation, he had to be careful in the formation. Tang Tianshan and Shangguan Yan competed with poison skills, and they had to be more careful and could not be distracted at all. Moreover, the gap between the two was the smallest! So no one noticed the change here. What was going on. I only knew that the result of Zhao Kuilin was dead.

The two of them were in a state of chaos, but their opponent was happy and attacked repeatedly, leaving several wounds on them. But they knew that victory was only a matter of time, so they all left some skills, but at this time it was a problem of their own life. Both of them used their actual strength to kill Fengying and launched the Fengying footwork that broke into self-destruction, and their bodies turned into a gust of wind and attacked like lightning. He had just figured out the rough formation. With the continuous handover of weapons, the swords of several great men broke into two pieces.

A long wound was left on the arms of the three of them. At this time, the body movement was almost at its limit under Feng Ying's full strength. Only a black shadow was left in the eyes of the guards. Although the Qiankun reversed the formation was extremely mysterious, these guards had only learned the superficiality. At this time, they could not even keep up with Feng Ying's shadow. They could not hurt the enemy. They had to use the formation's killing formation over and over again, but they could not hurt Feng Ying. On the contrary, the wounds on the body of these guards were one after another, but Feng Ying would have to take some time to come out!

Fu Qin threw the head in his hand and swayed his sword to stab Tang Tianshan. Tang Tianshan knew that his overall strength was just the same as Shangguan Yan. If Fu Qin added, he would definitely not win! I am afraid that his life would be handed over here. Seeing Fu Qin attacking, his body retreated suddenly, and a ball of purple powder was sprinkled out of his hand. Shangguan Yan and Fu Qin held their breath and ejaculated. Tang Tianshan shouted loudly: "Brother Feng, I'll take a step first!"

Shangguan Yan pounced on him again, and the long sword turned into a fan-shaped sword shadow, attacking Tang Tianshan, and said coldly: "Can you still leave?" Fu Qin also waved his sword and attacked.

When Tang Tianshan saw the two of them pounced on him, he was panicked at first, but then there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. When he turned his hand, an exquisite iron tube appeared in his hand.

Shangguan Yan's face changed and he shouted: "Flying Flower Linglong Needle! Retreat~!" Fu Qin also retreated in panic!

Tang Tianshan had already pressed a petal carved on the iron tube with a smile. In an instant, like countless blue fine needles, like heavy rain, it turned into shiny thin threads and shot towards Fu Qin and Shangguan Yan. The range covered by the fine needles was three meters in a radius. Although Shangguan Yan and Fu Qin retreated quickly, they were comparable to these fine needles. The long sword in their hands turned into a light curtain blocking them, and a ding-ding sound was ding-ding. After the fine needles, both of them had a muffled groan, and then they staggered back and quickly took out a pill and threw it into their mouths.

Tang Tianshan laughed and said, "It's useless. The poison of the Feihua Linglong Formation has no medicine to relieve it, unless there is a congenital master who uses his true qi to drive away the poison! But...hahahaha~~~~~"

"Madam!" "Mom!" The two old women, two maids, Shangguan Hong rushed forward! Tang Tianshan saw that he waved his sleeves, and more than ten black lights attacked the flying people. The four servants quickly blocked Shangguan Hong, swung his sword, and blocked the hidden weapon!

Tang Tianshan rushed towards Shangguan Yan and Fu Qin who had already fallen to the ground, stretched out his palms and slapped at their Tianling. He was cunning and cautious by nature, but he was still afraid that there would be more dreams in the night! Only by killing two people can he feel at ease.

Xiao Yi did not expect the sudden change in this situation. After the poison needle flew out, Xiao Yi, who only had physical strength, had no choice but to see the two of them being infected with the poison needle. At this time, when he saw Tang Tianshan wanting to take another poisonous attack, he quickly jumped over, and lightning took a step forward and blocked Tang Tianshan, slamming his strength to rush forward and punched him.

Tang Tianshan's efforts were mostly in poison techniques, hidden weapons and light body skills. He reacted very quickly, and he stopped and retreated. Xiao Yi had no internal strength. Although he was stimulated by his fist and had a certain amount of strength, he could not hurt Tang Tianshan. He just felt a little tingling in his chest.

However, Xiao Yiyu would not stop. He was quite taboo about this person's ability to use poison. With his feet, his body quickly chased him up and punched him out again. Although Tang Tianshan was not as fast as Xiao Yiyu, his changes were much more refined than Xiao Yiyu. He just turned gently and avoided him again. Xiao Yiyu took big steps, punching one punch after another, and the wind on his fist gradually became louder. This was because Xiao Yiyu's fist's force became stronger and stronger. Although Tang Tianshan was not injured, he had no chance to fight back. He didn't even have a chance to breathe. He could only hold up his true energy and dodge it constantly, waiting for Xiao Yiyu's strength to be used up. But even at this time, Xiao Yiyu's qi was long and not comparable to an ordinary martial arts man. Tang Tianshan's true energy gradually became turbid, and the speed was getting slower and slower, Xiao Yiyu's fist was getting faster and faster!
Chapter completed!