When Shiqi's sword struck Zhuo Junyan, Di Qingxia and Yan Kurong were also watching this scene in Luohua Tower.
At that moment, they were excited!
Chance!
Although they didn't know how Zhuo Junyan blocked the sword, they at least saw an opportunity!
Zhuo Junyan is in great difficulty.
Killable!
So Di Qingxia and Yan Kurong went out at the same time.
Not only them, but also members of the Wanjian Sect, including the Three Swordsmen, the Nine Swords Attendants, and the Eighteen Swordsmen, all came out in groups.
It must be won and the battle will be successful!
As they charged, gunfire rang out.
That's the special forces team.
The drones had discovered them early, and the special forces had already made adequate preparations.
Gunfire erupted and bullets rained down.
Yan Kurong was eager to kill the enemy, plucked onions from the dry land and flew forward, charging forward with all his strength: "You guys will protect me!"
Behind him, all the disciples of the Sword Sect activated their sword light at the same time, flying to kill the special team.
Yan Kurong's whole body was filled with aura, and his strength was exerted to the extreme. However, Di Qingxia was a little slow: "The murderous intention is too strong, there is offense but no defense, uncle, be careful!"
Yan Kurong smiled: "The enemy's strength has declined, and if you hesitate, you will miss the opportunity!"
At this time, Yu Weiyang had just arrived at Zhuo Junyan's side, and Zhuo Junyan's crisis had not abated.
Yan Kurong had this time, so why would he miss it?
He is not a strange person, he cannot control objects, and what he cultivates is not sword control, but the killing sword of the sect.
He is a real swordsman, swordsman, and even a swordsman!
The two swords rose in his hands.
One sword is red and the other is black.
The red ones are the main defenders, and the black ones are the main attackers.
At this moment, the red sword was in front, dancing like the wind, blocking all the sporadic rain of bullets.
The right hand is placed behind the back, as if carrying a sword, preparing for a killing blow.
Although his sword is not as sharp and unstoppable as Shi Qi, it is still powerful, invincible and tyrannical.
When this sword is used, the host will definitely die from this sword.
"You will be the second host I kill!" Yan Kurong laughed proudly.
At this time, Zhuo Junyan and Yu Weiyang had just embraced each other, and their ice power suddenly began to rise.
Facing this sword, it is impossible to stop it.
All the special forces members were frightened and frightened, but there was nothing they could do.
This person is too strong and cannot be stopped!
Yan Kurong had already laughed wildly and rushed across this distance, swept across the long street, and rushed towards Zhuo Junyan.
At this time, Rong Feixue was still fighting with Bai Xiangnan and Li Shuangquan. Although he was only one person, he was fighting an army. He was coming and going, but no one could do anything to him.
But his face, shoulders, body, and legs were all injured and stained with blood.
The injury was not serious, but he still remained the same as before. The heart-broken knife threatened his life, forcing Bai Xiangnan to struggle to hold on, but he could not figure out when he had offended him.
Seeing Yan Kurong approaching, Bai Xiangnan was overjoyed: "Master Yan, save me!"
Yan Kurong ignored him: "Kill Zhuo Junyan first, and then eliminate the danger here!"
It was already passing by everyone at high speed.
At the same time, Rong Feixue stabbed out with a knife, missing the storm and feeling boundless sorrow.
Soft to the extreme, killing to the peak.
Extremely intent to kill!
Bai Xiangnan retreated in shock, and even the guards around him also dodged.
This sword condenses all Rong Feixue's combat power, making it irresistible!
The shadow of the knife flashed past and stabbed the figure in front.
"Ouch!
!”
Yan Kurong suddenly let out a roar of extreme pain.
This knife actually passed through the hand holding the dead sword on his back, and penetrated his whole body from the back.
"you!
!" Yan Kurong was frightened and angry, and his whole body burst with anger.
He still wanted to resist, but at this moment, the ice suddenly burst out.
Everyone was affected, and Yan Kurong's breath movement was stagnated.
This stagnation will kill you!
Rong Feixue has already drawn the knife.
There was a reverse hook on the blade, and with one pull, Yan Kurong's intestines were pulled out.
Broken liver and intestines!
Yan Kurong yelled: "Asshole!"
His whole body was full of energy, but the next moment the place where he was hit by the knife suddenly exploded, turning into an endless rain of blood.
The heart-breaking knife of lovesickness will kill you with one blow!
Yan Kurong was at the peak of the Transformation Realm and was extremely powerful. He was not dead, but this sword directly destroyed his nine successes.
However, with this strength, Yan Kurong still has a chance.
Yan Kurong maximized his speed and flew into the air.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked, dumbfounded, and dumbfounded.
Ice and snow are flying, and internal energy is surging.
In the snowflakes all over the sky, the cold light of the sword shadow appears!
The disciples of Wanjian Sect came to kill Yan Kurong one after another, trying to save Yan Kurong.
The gunfire was wild and we tried our best to stop it.
At the same time, Bai Xiangnan also came to his senses: "You are not here to kill me, you are here to kill Yan Kurong!"
Pretense!
Everything is a cover!
No wonder Rong Feixue was able to do things with ease but didn't kill anyone.
He did this on purpose.
We cannot let Yan Kurong die!
Bai Xiangnan Feng Yufan took action: "Save Master Yan!"
Just as he took action, an iron spear came out from behind, entering from the waist and exiting from the abdomen, piercing a large transparent hole in his body.
Li Shuangquan!
"You?" Bai Xiang's eyes were about to burst, and he was heartbroken.
Li Shuangquan smiled: "He and I are on the same team! Saving you is just a joke, and this shot is just to get some interest! Don't thank me, don't hate me!"
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boom!
Another punch came out.
The scene was instantly chaotic. Bo Xiangnan, the governor of Zhongzhou, was assassinated by local guards. This scene shocked everyone.
At this moment, shouts of death started, and no one knew how many people rushed out.
This is when the battle really reaches its climax.
Rong Feixue kept walking and stabbed Yan Kurong again with the knife.
A green sword light lit up.
Di Qingxia followed Yan Kurong like a shadow, arriving first from behind. She appeared beside Yan Kurong in time and blocked the knife: "Who are you? Why did you kill him?"
Rong Feixue coughed up blood.
Yan Kurong is too strong!
The blow just now had a huge backlash on him.
But he didn't care, he just chuckled: "He was hit by my knife, and he will be dead if I patch it up or not. But if I patch it up and watch him die, I will feel better."
He’s about to die, there’s no need for you to fight me, it’s not worth it!”
Yan Kurong's body trembled and she frantically fed herself medicine.
But it's no use!
The energy in his body was soaring, and his murderous intent was endless. What was even more terrifying was that there was a special force that was constantly eroding his vitality.
He is familiar with this power!
He looked at Rong Feixue: "Boiling Blood Strength, Heart-breaking Knife... who are you, Bhikkhu Lin?"
Rong Feixue smiled: "I was eight years old when he died... Oh, I am thirty-eight this year, not thirty-six!"
Yan Kurong suddenly said: "Are you his son? Are you Lin Xiaodou?"
Rong Feixue nodded: "Yes, the former Lin Xiaodou is now Rong Feixue. This glory is the glory of Ku Rong. Today, Yan Kurong is just like the remaining snow in the wind, destined to melt!"
The snow has disappeared, the ice has melted, and the long street has returned to warmth.
But Zhuo Junyan had already woken up and was crying sadly while holding Yu Weiyang.
Fortunately, the world is in chaos at this time, and no one can see the tyrant crying!
Zhuo Junyan escaped, but Yan Kurong encountered a disaster.
When Yan Kurong knew the answer, he was shocked and angry, and shouted: "Qingxia, take me away quickly, the sect master can save me!"
Di Qingxia sighed: "Really? It's a long way and the mountains and rivers are far away. It's not easy to send you back, and it may not be possible in time."
Yan Kurong shouted: "I can still hold on!"
Can you hold on?
Maybe.
Di Qingxia's eyes fell on Zhuo Junyan, but she said slowly to Yan Kurong: "Because of you, I missed the best opportunity. I told you before, the murderous intention is too strong, there is offense but no defense, beware of changes
.It's a pity that your experience is all on the chessboard, not in life. No matter how old the chess game is, if it is used in the wrong place, what's the point? Compared to you, I would rather lose in the chess game than in life."
After saying this, he struck out with his palm.
A palm was slapped on Yan Kurong's head, causing a dent in Yan Kurong's forehead.
He opened his eyes wide, looked at Di Qingxia unwillingly, and then fell down.
Di Qingxia looked at Rong Feixue with a smile: "He is dead, and your revenge has been avenged. If you are willing to help me kill Zhuo Junyan, then the past will be wiped out!"