Under the sun, the sky was filled with yellow dust, and the six people fought fiercely in one-to-ten. This group of black-clothed masked men were all very skilled and were the most powerful siege team they had encountered so far.

They made quick, accurate and ruthless moves, never dragged on the mud, never showed mercy, and were more like a well-trained army, but their skills were dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than the army. Especially the leader masked man seemed to be the most powerful of everyone. He first watched the battle coldly, waited for the opportunity, and suddenly aimed straight for Ming Xixi.

Muge blocked ten people, and a blood sword danced in the sky with bloodthirsty light shining in the sand. The red light passed by would hurt the other party, which made the black masked man who besieged him slightly afraid. The strong strategy turned into a wheel battle, aiming to consume the other party's physical strength and true energy.

Ning Zi was originally a secret guard and had undergone special cruel training. Before he could make a move, he realized that these people were all opponents who had received cruel and terrible training like him. Such opponents were put outside their bodies and carried out tasks, and they were just to exchange their lives for their lives without shrinking.

The opponents of his companion made him feel a little excited. He fought against ten, and both sides had a killing move. He used one sword to fight ten swords, and all the swords were almost taken. Ning Zi was secretly grateful in his heart that he had been immersed in the martial arts of Hancheng for ten years, otherwise he would definitely die today.

Lu'er is the weakest martial arts among the six people. With one block, he was at a disadvantage after just ten moves. He could only dodge without the power to fight back. Even so, she could not escape the danger of three swords attacking the heart. The cold and ruthless sword tip was about to reach her chest. Lu'er could not dodge, but she still waved her sword to block it with her silver teeth.

At the critical moment, a golden light slashed and folded the three swords in half. Lu'er turned her head and shouted gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Han!"

"Don't force yourself, protect yourself." Han Junchen said concisely. Just now, he flew into the palm and happened to glance at Lu'er's danger. He quickly activated his spiritual power and emitted a golden light to save her life.

Lu'er nodded, turned his strategy and only defended but not attacked, and quickly moved behind Han Junchen. Lu Chen also activated his spiritual power and divine power with one-on-one, and an ordinary long sword exerted the great power of the sword, making it impossible for the ten people who besieged him to hurt him easily.

At this time, Ming Xixi restrained her usual innocence and exuded a cold bloodthirsty aura all over her body. Her deep and clear eyes exuded a horror aura. Her feet stepped on the flowing skills, her mind was lying on the true magic of the Illusion, and her whole body was covered with a hazy halo. A set of sword techniques from thousands of valleys made it look like the flowers and leaves all over the sky, and the petals all had huge lethality.

Originally, people were hanging in the air without the earth to support them, and there would undoubtedly be many flaws that would allow the other party to take advantage of the opportunity to launch a fatal attack. Therefore, when eight long swords stabbed together, Ming Xixi quickly flew into the air, and the red silk in his left hand suddenly flew, like a red python swept towards the eight wrists above the eight long swords. But under her feet was a huge fatal gap.

At the same time, the swords of the other two black-clothed masked men suddenly jumped with a lightning momentum, and raised the sword and stabbed Ming Xixi's feet together.

The moment the two swords stabbed, the leading masked man suddenly jumped over and a stream of true energy condensed, heading straight for Ming Xixi, surpassing her, and a long sword in his hand flew into the wave, slashing towards her back quickly.

Ming Xixi looked at the six directions and listened to all directions. There was something strange behind her and her feet were critical. But when she saw that she was not panicked, she swung her left hand and quickly closed her back. Her body suddenly tilted and rolled in the air. A stream of spiritual power condensed on the long sword. She used a sword to block the two swords, one by one, one by one, and turned the sleeves in her left hand at the same time. She threw a powerful backhand, and a green light shot accurately at the masked man who was approaching her behind.

The green light was poisonous at first glance. The leading masked man suddenly withdrew his sword and waved his palm with his left hand, and forced the green light to fly.

The red silk suddenly flew, like a dragon flying in the air. All the green needles were taken back without falling. The red silk danced again and attacked several black-clad men below.

"Be careful that it is poisonous!" The leading masked man shouted in Hanla Mandarin, and the masked men below waved their swords to avoid it.

The red silk floated by like a snake, and there was still a man in black mask unable to dodge. He had two green needles in his body. In just a moment, he twitched in front of his companion's eyes and fell to the ground. His sword fell in his hand, and his legs kicked, and he died silently.

The leading masked man stepped on the Beidou in the air, and his sharp sword attack was pressing hard at every step. His moves were murderous. His speed was as fast as lightning, his internal force was as fierce as a lion and tiger, and his heartlessness was as good as a crocodile.

Since the first fight in the world, this is the strongest opponent Ming Xixi has ever encountered. His martial arts skills and strong internal strength are comparable to himself. If he had not had the Illusion True Art to protect his body, he might not have been able to handle it freely.

The two fell to the ground to fight, then rushed into the air to continue fighting. In a blink of an eye, they had more than a hundred moves, but they still couldn't decide the outcome. The leading masked man showed a look of shock in his eyes. This beautiful girl looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, but she already possessed a rare and weird martial arts and internal strength.

In fact, he didn't know that Ming Xixi had a rare and amazing weird martial arts, but she did not have a very strong internal force. What she used was the spiritual power she had as the Phoenix God Star. However, she did not really activate it, but only released one thousandth because she did not want to lose too much spiritual power, nor did she want to use spiritual power to defeat the other party.

On the ground, there were a mess of fighting. There were more than a dozen black-clad men who fell to the ground. Although the five people on Muge had not been injured, Lu'er was basically avoided by Han Junchen's protection, which invisibly restrained Han Junchen's effective martial arts.

Ning Zi and Lu Chen gradually joined together and started to kill left and right, which was unstoppable, forcing the black-clothed masked man to retreat step by step and dare not step forward easily. On Mu Ge's side, he was covered in ice as cold as a rock, with cold and ruthless eyes. He shocked the eight masked men who were besieging him to some extent in his aura. Facing the two seriously injured and dead companions, the eight people seemed to have no feelings. They took turns to fight, defend but not attack, forcing Mu Ge to take the initiative to attack. He needed a quick knife to cut the mess. If the wheel battle was dragged down, he would definitely suffer. What's more, there were so many people who could come to the other side at once, and he was worried that there would be reinforcements in succession, and everyone would be in trouble at that time.

In the sky, a cold shout suddenly heard: "Feng Ming Jiutian!"

But when he saw a light-colored figure flashing, he disappeared immediately. He saw two red lights suddenly rolling dozens of feet away. The leading masked man had never seen such strangeness before. He was stunned. When he chased after him, he saw the two red lights suddenly turned back and rolling towards him quickly.

The leader masked man felt a trembling heart, holding the sword in his arms, trying to respond with one move without leaving his sect, but he saw the two red lights rolling two feet away from him, and suddenly turned around and swooped towards the ground in a fight.

Although the leading masked man could not see the strong wind clearly, he also knew that the sudden disappearance of the stunning girl must be related to the two red lights. When he saw this, he reacted very quickly and secretly cried in his heart, and flew to the ground quickly.

But he was still half a step slower. No one of the masked men escaped from the two red lights. There was an extra hole in his throat, and blood was gushing out.

That's right, Ming Xixi changed to Hot Wheels. The cry of "Fengming Jiutian" was just a trick to scare people. Her internal strength was limited. She used the elegance skills to cooperate with Fengming Jiutian and forced the other party back several feet at most, and she might not be able to seriously injure the other party. In desperation, she remembered to use Hot Wheels to defeat the enemy. But it was no wonder she didn't remember that when she practiced Hot Wheels, she was determined to use it to escape, not fight. Therefore, when she encountered a fight, she would always automatically ignore the Hot Wheels used to escape. If she cooperated well, it was actually an excellent killing weapon.

The nine black-clad masked men who had besieged her died without any prevention under her Hot Wheel. The leader of the masked men was stunned and pursed their lips and let out a clear roar. The other accomplices in the fight all pulled a few sword flowers and quickly retreated. The sky covered with yellow sand gradually returned to a bright sun and clear tomorrow.

Several people were sweating profusely and gasping slightly. Muge walked towards Ming Xixi and said with concern: "Fifth sister, are you okay?"

Ming Xixi shook her head and said, "I'm fine, where are you? You are not injured, are you?"

Mu Ge comforted: "Everyone is fine. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, so let's leave quickly."

Several people quickly got on the carriage. Ming Xixi suddenly jumped off again and ran to the black-clad man on the ground. He reached out to take off a mask and saw that it was the face of a pretty young man. When he opened the other masked man, he found a face of a Tang Song country.

Mu Ge and Ning Zi looked carefully, and Ning Zi said: "This person is not necessarily a Tang and Song people. Among the five countries, the Burmese Jin people and the Tang and Song people are most similar in appearance and height. Therefore, it is also possible that they are Burmese Jin people."

When Ming Xixi heard this, he secretly remembered the person's appearance and made it easier to draw it in the future. Perhaps it would be helpful in the future.

"Just throw it away like this, will there be an eagle pecking their bodies?" Ming Xixi said a little unbearable.

Mu Ge hugged her shoulder and patted her gently: "People have life and death, this is their choice. Let's go."

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