When the long knife was shaken and bounced upward, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he had already vaguely guessed the opponent's next killing method.

So he relaxed his body in an instant. As the long knife was shaken up, he let his body be driven and had a tendency to tilt upward. The tendons of the soles of the feet, ankles and heels worked together to push the body up a few inches.

Just in time, the bone flute struck and passed between his legs.

The Guan Luoyang man closed his thighs in mid-air, used his waist to exert force, rotated his body, turned his legs, snatched the bone flute from the purple-robed Taoist's hand, threw it out, and nailed it under the window.

He used the momentum of his spin to lean forward, threw out his left arm, and slapped the purple-robed Taoist on the side of his head.

With a bang, the purple-robed Taoist's whole head was turned and twisted, and he was pulled down. His body could not maintain the low, half-kneeling posture, and he fell down.

Guan Luoyang landed on the ground, raised the back of his sword forward, and turned the purple-robed Taoist's body over.

His head was twisted strangely, his face covered with redness quickly turned blue, thick blood flowed from his nostrils and eyes, and he was no longer breathing.

Taoist Master Zhiyuan over there had already dealt with Wei Dinggong and rushed upstairs. What he saw was the evil-breaking magic knife in Guan Luoyang's hand, piercing the heart of the purple-robed Taoist.

This man was eccentric, but his head was severed and a knife was stabbed through the heart, so there was no fear of him pretending to be dead again.

"Is this... solved?"

Taoist Master Zhiyuan was a little at a loss, and Qiu Shi, who rushed back here, was even more surprised.

Guan Luoyang took a breath and shook his head: "Although the fighting time was short, it was very dangerous. If the response was even worse, I would be the one lying here."

Although this purple-robed Taoist priest died quickly, it does not mean that he is not strong. In other words, he is very strong if he can use this set of swordsmanship in a controlled state.

Guan Luoyang even felt more sinister than Grand Master Yang Lian. I don't know if it was because of the thrill just now, but the restless feeling of the blue bird's vitality in his body was more obvious, and he felt a little sullen unconsciously.

Qiu Shi looked around, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Are these the only ones? Not bad, not bad. Looking at those poisonous fires and Jiangtou, I thought they were the leader of the water pirates in the Five Prefectures, and the female owl came in person.

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Guan Luoyang was just trying to find something to divert his attention and appease the blue bird, so he asked casually: "Nv Xiao?"

Qiushi said: "Yes, the female owl Hua Mi, I seem to have mentioned something to you before. This person is good at both magic and martial arts, and her swordsmanship is superb. Her skills in lowering the head and refining medicine and poison are among the few in Jiaozhi.

The numbers are brilliant."

"Uncle Jiuhe and several mages jointly failed to kill her back then. Instead, she took the remnants and fled to the sea. Her strength is evident."

Guan Luoyang frowned, pulled out the knife from the purple-robed corpse, and said in a low voice: "Then maybe I have already fought against her."

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In the vast courtyard, eight flags and flags drooped down at the same time, and the atmosphere seemed still.

The woman opened her eyes, threw the sword away, walked through the courtyard gate, passed through the corridor, and entered the lobby next to her, where someone was waiting for news about her.

"Long wait." The woman sat on the main seat.
Chapter completed!