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“Palace Master…” Bi Lianyi caught Zhu Yan’s halberd. His energy and blood were shaken and he had suffered internal injuries. When he saw Zhu Yan raising the halberd and about to throw it, he called out to Wanyu Yuedan in a low voice and tried his best. He brought up his true energy and prepared to risk his life to block this blow. This blow was definitely different from the previous one. Why did Kuanglan Wuxing suddenly turn back to kill Wan Yuedan? He didn’t understand the reason, but he must not let this person do whatever he wanted in Biluo Palace, let alone Let him kill the palace lord!
Even if he dies! He will never let Kuanglan Wuxing harm Wanyu Yuedan in the slightest!
” With a “hoo” sound, the halberd came out.
The wind brought by it was not very strong, and it was different from people’s thrilling imagination. Bi Lianyi’s long sword swung out, and dozens of sword shadows swept across and slashed towards the halberd. Zhu Yan flipped the halberd with his hand and made dozens of “dang, dang, dang, dang” sounds. The halberd swept like a circle, and with a buzzing sound, a long sword flew out of his hand, and the shadow of the shining sunlight fell to the side. Amid everyone’s exclamations, Bi Lianyi spurted blood from her mouth, took three steps back, and bumped into Tie Jing’s body with a “bump” before stopping. Tie Jing held him up, her knuckles squeaking as she held him in silence, standing next to Wan Yuedan.
If even Bi Lianyi is not an opponent, he is not even more.
With a loud sound, the halberd turned over again, in exactly the same posture, with the tip of the blade reaching the end of the moon. There was a touch of cold ridicule on Zhu Yan’s face, as if she was laughing at Biluo Gongnuo’s fame, but she was really vulnerable. The Biluo Palace disciples each held their swords, secretly preparing how they would parry and block Wanyu Yuedan’s blow if his halberd struck out.
With a sound of “Woo——”, the halberd swayed again. The sound of the wind was still very small. Everyone’s swords were swung out in unison, but there was a crisp sound of “crackling”, like a porcelain plate falling to pieces on the floor, and the swords were broken and The sword is broken and people are injured! A long halberd suddenly stood out from the encirclement of dozens of swords, piercing Wanyu Yuedan’s chest as if it was not hindered at all!
The blade is like light, the halberd is like dragon, chasing the wind and shining sun, unparalleled in the world!
“Palace Master!” Everyone exclaimed in unison, and Tie Jing waved out the chain in his sleeves, clanging around the halberd. However, the force on the halberd was so strong that the slender steel chain broke in one blow. , did not hinder the progress of the halberd at all!
In the flash of lightning, Wanyu Yuedan didn’t even have time to take a step back!
There is a crisp sound of “dang”!
The invincible halberd suddenly broke from the middle, the tip of the blade tilted slightly, flew past the corner of Wan Yuedan’s clothes, and plunged into the brick wall behind him, sinking four feet deep, enough to penetrate the brick wall. . Everyone looked up in shock and saw something trying to fly back and fall into the hands of one person. It was this person who broke the halberd just now and saved Wanyu Yuedan’s life.
The person who came was dressed in white, with slightly messy hair, holding a knife in his right hand and a cup of tea in his left hand. It was Fu Zhumei.
Seeing that the halberd was broken, Zhu Yan didn’t care. She raised her head and looked at Fu Zhumei with arrogant eyes. “It’s you.” Fu Zhumei held tea in her left hand and a knife in her right hand. She seemed a little confused and put the knife in her right hand. The milk tea was handed to Wanyu Yuedan’s hand, and he held the knife in his hand, “It’s me.”
Zhu Yan put her right hand forward, her fingers slightly bent, and she made a strange posture, “Boy, if you can’t defeat me, I will kill everyone in Biluo Palace, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!”
” I won’t allow anyone to harm anything in Biluo Palace while I’m here.”
A man staggered from the back of the courtyard, holding a pot of wine in his hand and taking a sip. He looked at Zhu Yan and Fu Zhumei with drunken eyes. Zhu Yan’s five-claw technique is a rare stunt called “Crazy-faced Goose”. It is not inferior to the claw skills of any famous sect. Although the silly boy’s flying knife stunt is amazing, it may not be able to avoid Zhu Yan’s five-claw technique. . The number of drunken spectators is hard to count.
The breeze blew slowly, and the cool air around Fu Zhumei slowly floated in front of Zhu Yan. Zhu Yan paused with her right foot, and her purple robe suddenly trembled, and the corners of her clothes flew around. After a while, sand and stones on the ground followed. The corners of his clothes trembled and trembled. Under the sunlight, the shadows that trembled and trembled along with the clothes’ corners were like invisible black snakes that kept surging and growing. Bi Lianyi adjusted her aura slightly and asked Tie Jing, He Yan’er and others to retreat slowly while protecting Wanyu Yuedan. More and more people gathered in the Biluo Palace, and the formation was orderly and huge. Several elders also stood up and surrounded Zhu Yan and Fu Zhumei.
“Ha——” With a low groan, Zhu Yan exhaled a breath of white air. In an instant, she was in front of Fu Zhumei. The nails on her five fingers suddenly turned black, and a strong smell of fishy smell hit her nostrils. It was not poison on her fingers. , but the Qi and blood were operating rapidly, and even his own fingernails could not withstand the intensity, and were instantly burned to charcoal. Fu Zhumei could see clearly, the imperial plum sword whirled and blocked, and the chill spread, as if a heavy snow had fallen in the palm of his hand.
There was a sound of “papa”, and the two men had passed more than fifty moves in an instant. The onlookers were all horrified. The real power on Zhu Yan’s fingers was terrifyingly hot. Wherever the five fingers passed, Fu Zhumei’s clothes were slightly touched. The clothes immediately caught fire. Fu Zhumei’s sword is as cold as ice. Wherever the blade passes, the flame is immediately extinguished. The coldness on the sword causes the winter moisture to turn into frost. When Zhu Yan’s fingers are blown by the wind, the white frost turns into mist and rains down. The two of them, one white and one purple, started to attack in the circle surrounded by people. Between the fingers of the knife, there was rain and snow, and the scene was endless.
“It’s rare to see…” Wen Renhe murmured, “These two people are rare talents that are rare to see in a hundred years.” Although Wanyu Yuedan couldn’t see it, he could imagine how amazing it was in front of everyone. A slight smile at the horrifying sight. Bi Lianyi looked at the strange sight of the two men taking action. Both of them changed their moves very quickly. In the space less than five inches in front of the throat, the blade and palm of the knife kept changing their moves. There were many stabbing points that could not be repeated. But those two people were able to block with exactly the same strength and angle.
Extraordinary concentration… And if each other had not had superb control and stability, and if they had not met an opponent with the same amazing willpower, it would never have been possible to burst out such a wonderful scene, just like a wonderful and moving song. The pipa was playing the fastest and most dense sound.
The more urgent the strings are plucked, the more intense the sound, the sound of killing is heard, like arrows flying in the sky, thousands of horses galloping, gold and gold dancing, blood staining the sky, singing and crying, and in an instant everyone knows that it is time for the string to break!
The sound of “buzz” was deafening, and Fu Zhumei’s sword finally found an opening and slashed straight at Zhu Yan’s right shoulder! That sword was precise and precise. Isn’t the strongest point of a “sword” being chopping and chopping? The sword fell, and the wind of the sword penetrated Zhu Yan’s five fingers and pointed at the wind. In an instant, there was an endless “buzzing” sound. Everyone covered their ears, as if Fu Zhumei had not just struck a sword but struck a huge bronze bell. The window panes of the house behind him rattled and cracked in several places. Zhu Yan dodged sideways, but the intention of the knife was far in front of the knife. Before the knife came, there was a “splash” sound on his shoulder, and blood gushed out!
Zhu Yan’s eyes suddenly turned red, and the red on her cheeks suddenly turned black and purple. She exhaled with a breath of “Ha——” and heard the man blurting out, “The devil is spitting out his breath!” “, Bi Lianyi snatched the long sword from the disciple beside her, wielded the sword into brilliance, and without any explanation, slashed at Zhu Yan’s back with the sword.
The Demonic Breathing Qi is a magic skill that eats people. Anyone who practices this internal skill and mental method will die suddenly without exception, and their whole body will turn black and their flesh and blood will disappear, leaving only a skeleton. Mummy. People in the martial arts world are extremely jealous of this martial art, and its reputation is no less than that of the Book of Rebirths. Seventy years ago, there was a man who practiced this martial art, then killed innocent people indiscriminately, and finally committed suicide due to his madness. I heard that the reason why he was able to practice “Evil Breathing Pearl Qi” was because his internal organs were different from ordinary people, with two hearts, two stomachs and two livers. Zhu Yan in front of me can actually use the “Evil Breathing Qi”. Could it be that he is also gifted? The devil’s bead-spitting energy is extremely brave and powerful. It is said that it can destroy mountains and crack the earth. Slapping a person’s head is like hitting a rotten persimmon. Moreover, people with “the devil’s bead-spitting energy” will also turn black all over and die with all their flesh and blood disappearing…
“Ripples!” Hearing people exclaimed in surprise, the five black fingers of the red face were inserted into Fu Zhumei’s chest, and the five black energy on the fingers spurted out like mist. The wound on Zhu Yan’s right shoulder opened again, and the bone seemed to be broken with a “gra” sound, but the five fingers had already touched Fu Zhumei’s chest. Bi Lianyi slashed down with his sword at the right time. Zhu Yan suddenly retracted his right hand to grab it. Bi Lianyi’s sword blade cut a scar behind Zhu Yan, and Zhu Yan’s five fingers had already inserted half an inch into his chest! Fu Zhumei shouted loudly, blood spattered, and the Imperial Plum Blade spun back like an icy moon, and one of Zhu Yan’s right arms was chopped off by him!
“Xiao Bi!” Fu Zhumei chopped off Zhu Yan’s right arm, and the arm fell from Bi Lianyi’s chest. He hugged Bi Lianyi back, and the calm demeanor a moment ago disappeared, “Xiao Bi! Xiao Bi Xiaobi Xiaobi!” Bi Lianyi still held the sword firmly in her hand, holding back a mouthful of blood and said in a low voice, “I’m fine! Protect the palace master!” Fu Zhumei nodded quickly and rushed to Wanyu. Yuedan blocked him in front of him, thinking about what was wrong, then picked up Bi Lianyi and handed him over to Tie Jing, with a look of panic on his face. Bi Lianyi saw this and coughed twice. This person didn’t care when he was poisoned, but when he saw others being injured, he looked like he was about to cry… “Ahem…”
“What should I do? What should I do?” Fu Zhumei looked at Zhu Yan who had broken an arm, but she was not looking at him at all. “Xiao Bi, do you feel pain? Does it hurt?” Wan Yue Dan’s voice was very loud. Gentle and calm, as if he could heal all pain, “He’s fine.” Tie Jing gritted his teeth and tried to maintain a cold face. His sword was in Bi Lianyi’s hand, and Bi Lianyi didn’t let go. The sword was like a prison. It’s like holding it firmly in your hand.
Everyone in the Biluo Palace drew their swords and struck each other with angry looks on their faces. Zhu Yan broke her arm and slowly stood up. He didn’t even look at his broken arm. He just looked at Fu Zhumei intently. He suddenly turned around and his thick purple robe flew away with a loud sound. , blood gushed out from the injury on his right shoulder, he lowered his eyelashes and strode away.
Even if Kuang Lan Wu Xing lost his arm, no one dared to stop him.
The disciples of Biluo Palace made way for a way out. The place where Zhu Yan stepped was scarlet, with patches of blood, footprints stained with blood, the broken arm behind Qi Zhi and the half-length halberd poured into the corner. The winter wind It blew by, and somehow it gave people an unusually lonely feeling.