The Fu brothers pounced on the axe with great tacit understanding like a mountain cone like a rainbow.

Any of these two Fu brothers is a first-class expert who stands alone. Although Xu Ziling had fought with them before and seemed to break their joint attack easily, Ba Fenghan knew that it was an extremely mysterious capture. It was a monster like Xu Ziling who had common senses in an instant that the two people had an extremely tacit understanding of the combination will be the strongest and the weakest, and use the force to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

However, if Ba Fenghan's current senses are not overwhelmed by the opponent's extremely strong aura, it is already a kind of confrontation. If he wants to further explore the flaws in the opponent's thunderous and electric attack, it will be difficult.

As my thoughts turned, the wind and cold waved it incoherently.

Who is Ba Fenghan?

He is not a person who admits defeat. Although it is impossible for him to find the other party's flaws in a moment, he can use space and time to create the other party's flaws with his same mysterious footwork.

If you can do it, you must strive to get it or not.

This is Ba Fenghan.

Fu Yan, who was following behind, immediately suffocated his eyes and shot an incredible look, and his confidence suddenly weakened a little.

Because every shaking of Ba Fenghan was targeting Fu Yan's strange sword-pegging attack.

What shocked him the most was that he seemed to be able to know foresight. When Fu Yan was just born, Ba Fenghan had subtly moved his position, causing his attack to lose the greatest threat. This was not the most amazing and even more incredible. Fu Zhen and Fu Yan changed the offensive with it. Ba Fenghan then used that mysterious step to stagger a little.

Such many times made Fu Zhen and Fu Yan nowhere to focus on his strength, just like the helpless feeling of trying to hold on to the loach who was slipping without restraint.

Fu Zhen must catch the enemy if he does not catch the enemy. If he cannot swing the strongest attack, Fu Yan's cone pecking sword, it is just the opposite. He needs to help attack when attacking the mountain giant axe to swing the strongest power. But now Ba Fenghan seems to be spinning continuously in one ring and never refuses to take action with the two.

His footwork is wonderfully changed before the opponent attacks, leaving the enemy inactive.

This is the first time Fu Zhen and Fu Yan have met this weird fight.

Ba Fenghan's inability to take over Xu Ziling's previous plays made him realize that many people who can fight against such tacit attacks, except for breaking with one attack with strong strength, they can only use clever strength to break the enemy.

If anyone in the Demon Sect is inside, he will scream. Because this is the "Demon Moon Chain" footstep in the Yin Gui Sect under the feet of Ba Fenghan. It is the most mysterious and weirdest footstep method besides the "Demon Dance". Although Ba Fenghan's footstep method is far inferior to the Demon Eye Venerable in Yin Gui, compared with the "Demon Moon Chain" footstep method alone, this "Demon Moon Chain" footstep method is definitely not inferior to the Demon Impression, which is known for being elusive.

Ba Fenghan's original footwork was quite good, but he was concealed by his always crazy attack.

Fu Zhen was so angry that he roared and roared, and he raised his axe and chased and chopped wildly, but it made Ba Fenghan avoid it safely and safely. Fu Yan, who had been holding his opponent, was so uncomfortable that he almost vomited blood. At least half of his ability has been the strange changes that were revealed due to the special structure of the sword pecking sword.

However, it is never possible to fully grasp the sword road and easily avoid his own restraint.

For a moment, the Fu brothers changed from active to passive and were quite worried that they didn't know how to continue, so how could they not slow down the offensive?

At this time, the slightest aura that had been lurking on the body was like boiling.

Chang Shumou and Geng Ge Huer, who had nowhere to watch the battle, couldn't help but scream: "Blood River Car!"

Compared with Ba Fenghan.

Song Shidao, a gentle and polite son, was completely the same. It seemed that they had lost their personalities. Song Shidao had a very sharp sword energy from the beginning. He held the long sword at his waist and walked towards Mei Xun, one footprint at a time. Mei Xun didn't care much about him at first, but when the head of the Nanhai Sect saw that each of the footprints on the bluestone slabs on the ground seemed to be carved, his gloomy face showed a little surprise, and even his eyes were twitching.

The distances of those footprints are exactly equal and the depths are the same as if they are measured with the most accurate ruler and then asked a skilled craftsman to carve it on.

This son of the Heavenly Sword is indeed not a second-generation ancestor who is busy waiting to die.

The golden spear breaks through the sky like a dragon. The golden light is everywhere in the earth like the sky.

Song Shidao did not retreat, but advanced, but did not defend, and counterattacked. He snatched into the golden light in the sky. The whole person roared and the sword came out again, but there was no defensive move.

The swords and guns intersected like rain and hit the earth with dense and uncountable sparks shot out for a long time. The harsh and violent sound was so sharp that it made people feel tight and want to vomit. The deafening attack sounds around it were like a monster blade tearing the air and cutting everyone's patience.

The two of them seemed to have the same stubborn temper. Mei Xun was gloomy and only attacked but did not retreat.

Song Shidao was even more powerful as a mad tiger. He used his long sword to shake the opponent's golden spear. He not only attacked but also stepped forward towards the enemy step by step. Although the steps were difficult, he was still moving forward. Until Song Shidao's long sword could no longer hold on to such a high-hard attack, it turned into a rainbow and flew into the air, and the two stopped the attack.

Mei Xun slid backwards and trembled slightly. The stable big gun-holding hand actually burst and bleeding. He even wanted to stand with the gun.

The blood instantly dyed Mei Xun's body red as if it were blooming in winter.

Song Shidao even more, he had already become a bloody man and was covered in blood and covered with blood and blood. He was covered with blood and blood.

He forced himself to fall down with his will, but he still fell down half his knees weakly. When he was about to push the Jinshan Mountain and the Jade Pillar to take it down, Song Shidao yelled: "I am the son of Tiandao."

A palm was heavily imprinted on the ground and supported his body without touching his knees. He held the half-broken sword in the other hand and struggled to pull himself out.

Blood from the corner of his mouth gushed out and the red-colored teeth that came from his tightly clenched teeth dripped onto the ground.

With Song Shidao's strength, it is more difficult for the leader of the Nanhai Sect to fight against the Fu brothers than for Ba Fenghan. Although the Fu brothers are strong, if you are accustomed to the real talent, this golden spear Haixun will never be inferior to them. Mei Xun is not a flowery figure, he has the strength of the leader of the Nanhai Sect, but he has not attracted the attention of the world in the shadow of Chao Gongcuo, the immortal man from the South China Sea.

"Come again." Song Shidao roared wildly. He stood up straight and raised half of the blood-covered broken sword and began to walk towards the golden spear Mei Xun step by step.

From the beginning, Song Shidao never stepped back.

The passionate young man over there was dancing like a butterfly walking through the flowers to fight against the Henan madman Zheng Shiru.

Zheng Shiru, a madman in Henan, used a barbarian attack, and his huge palm broke through the air and opened it wide and closed. He did not have a trace of elegance as a literati and poet, but instead looked like a madman who was trolling. He forced the passionate young master Hou Xibai to fly up and down to defend, attack but at least he was at a disadvantage.

If it weren't for Hou Xibai's magical bodywork, everyone who watched the battle naturally thought he would be the first to lose.

Who is the first person to be frustrated?

Everyone turned their attention to Xu Ziling.

But Xu Ziling told everyone what the real answer was to use his legs.

Xu Ziling's legs merged like a stump on the South China Sea fairy Chao Gongcuo punched him in his back heart. Suddenly, his legs flipped forward like a pestle of a demon subduing him and hit him hard on the head of Chao Gongcuo who was a little proud.

Chao Gongcuo screamed and felt his headache splitting. Most of the leg strength he had attacked Xu Ziling and the palm strength he had just hit were all returned to his head. He suddenly felt the power of his leg strength and fist strength, and couldn't help screaming. Compared to his internal strength, Xu Ziling's true energy invaded together was insignificant, but it was extremely hidden in secret and ignorant.

When Chao Gongcuo found something wrong, the ground spiral intertwined with cold and heat first went inward and frantically ignored Chao Gongcuo's resistance and then suddenly spiraled towards the opening and closing as if there was benign and life that would automatically attack them. They invaded crazily down along one side of their heads.

Chao Gongcuo roared and inserted his hands into his temples with two blood fountains, pulling out the two cold and hot spirals and gathering a ball of blue waves to heal the wound on his head. Xu Ziling stood in front of him, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and looked at him leisurely, even asked lightly: "How is this side dish? Is this side dish still in line with your appetite?"

Chao Gongbu's answer was fist.

He was more powerful than before, and his energy turned blue and turned into stormy waves, flooding Xu Ziling.

The Song Shidao Jian Jian slashed Mei Xun with an angry tiger-headed sword energy on it and sucked at Mei Xun with a fierce dragon blowing in the sky.

Swords and guns intersect and sparks flew everywhere.

Blood bloomed like flowers on both sides.

After a round of shocking and unpredictable attacks, the two separated again.

Mei Xun slid backwards and he was sitting on the golden spear and gasping continuously. It was as if a poor man had a rich dog chased nine streets. His blood continued down the golden spear from his hands.

Song Shidao still did not retreat. He held the sword in his hands and stabbed the ground with the sword and supported it with the broken sword. His body clothes had already been torn into cloth strips by the other party's gun dragon, and his muscles had holed out thousands of wounds of different sizes. The blood flowed all over the ground, even the soil under his feet and in front of him was wet. However, he had not fallen yet.

Song Shidao glared at him with angrily supporting his heavy body.

His head was trembling. The muscles on his body were twitching.

"I am... the son of Tiandao..."

The blood oozed out of his clenched teeth and dripped all over the ground. Song Shidao yelled, his body that shocked others and his body burst out with a momentum of no backwardness. He raised the broken sword with cracks on it and yelled: "Come again."

Every time he took a step, blood wet the ground under his feet, and the bluestone slab was sucked into the blood.

However, the footprints were still like a ruler, axe and chisel, each with an equal size, a distance of no difference.

"Cough cough..." Seeing Song Shidao, the son of the Tiandao, walked towards him again, the golden spear Mei Xun not only twitched his eyes, but also had a stream of blood sprayed out of his mouth. He also coughed heavily. When he stood up, Song Shidao came to him and slowly raised the broken sword with countless cracks and turned into a crazy tiger to attack.
Chapter completed!