Chapter 397

Although Wuji was anxious, he was several feet away from Tang Qi, and there were still many XueYue sect disciples in the middle. Even if he wanted to save, he couldn't.

He also witnessed the death of Ding Ziping and Qiu Tianrui, but it was beyond his reach.

His original calm and calm heart suddenly became a little impetuous at the moment.

If Tang Qi dies, how can he feel at ease?

He suddenly felt his own ridicule. Everything today is the price he paid for his frivolity!

Before he knew the situation of XueYue peak, he was blindly arrogant and thought that his martial arts were enough to sweep the eight wastelands, but the facts proved that he was so ridiculous.

With a sad smile, the long sword in his hand seemed to be splashed, and the blood light splashed. They fell to the ground with the sword, and then he rushed to Tang Qi like crazy.

Although I can't save it, I have to try my best!

The man was in the air, the long sword was cold and shining, and rushed at the masked man like lightning.

At this time, a dark shadow suddenly appeared, leaving a residual shadow in the misty rain water.

The shadow appeared suddenly from the ground, then suddenly appeared in front of Tang Qi and the masked man.

”With the sound of "Zheng", the masked man's long sword was suddenly broken, and the latter one suddenly broke it with two fingers. Then he slapped the masked man on the chest.

The masked man suddenly froze, his eyes stared round behind the mask, and his eyes gradually turned red, as if he wanted to spray blood. A wisp of blood flows out from under the mask and drops on the skirt.

The man in black who just flew up without trace was stopped by two masked people, but he was stunned when he saw the two finger broken sword and killed the enemy with one palm.

Because he saw a familiar face, no, it should be a familiar mask.

A pale doll smiling face mask.

Two masked men and several XueYue sect disciples had shouted and rushed at the man in black. The man in black shook his shoulders, his palms fluttered, and a few slight "pops" sounded, and the people stood still as if they were fixed. For a moment, the swords in his hands fell to the ground one after another, and a strange "cluck" sound came from his throat, falling soft to the ground.

The purple robed man who had been standing there watching the war suddenly moved and rushed at the black masked man like a flying eagle.

The masked man in black rubbed his right palm gently and greeted the man in purple with a very casual palm.

The two palms were solid in the air, and there was a crisp sound of "pa". The two touched and separated, and the man in black did not move. The purple robed man floated about three feet. His feet were a little on the head of a blood moon sect disciple. When he landed, his feet staggered and his chest fluctuated badly.

The purple robed man was almost tied with Liu Rushi in Bishui Palace at that time, not only because he had excellent palm techniques, but also his internal power was unfathomable.

The purple robed man obviously lost the upper hand just now.

The black robed man took a cold look at the chaotic situation. With one hand, he grabbed Tang Qi's arm and took him flying for more than five feet. His feet were a little on the branches and flew up again. In the twinkling of an eye, their figures disappeared in the misty rain and fog.

Wuji saw that Tang Qi was suddenly taken away by the masked man in black. At first, he was surprised. Before he could think about it, two disciples of the earthly Pavilion had attacked. He waved his sword to parry. When he fell, he stabbed a disciple of XueYue sect who wanted to attack secretly.

He followed him with a wide heart, because the masked man in black had saved Tang Qi many times. Their identity was mysterious and their martial arts were high, which was unimaginable.

He remembered Jiao Qian, the thunderbolt palm who saved Qin he in Guiyang, and the masked man who let Tang Qi go at the foot of the tiger mountain. He knew that although these people came and went without a trace, they seemed to have no malice towards Tang Qi. Now Tang Qi is taken by them. Maybe it's not a bad thing.

Since Tang Qi was out of danger, most of his worries went away. During the fight, he looked around and saw that Lei Heng, Ma Bao and ran had been surrounded and couldn't get out at all.

Urged by the long sword in his hand, he made several moves to push back the besieged people for several steps and fly to the thunder.

The dark red shadow of the sword shook like a firefly. Several XueYue sect disciples had died under the Xuantian magic sword before they could see it clearly.

”Let's go“

The traceless long sword swept across, and a sharp sword spirit swayed away. The long sword in the hand of a masked man was cut off, and a foot wound was cut between his abdomen.

When Lei Heng and others saw no trace coming to help, they immediately cheered up, shouted and shouted, and killed frequently.

Ma Bao's double claws were not afraid of swords. He grabbed the single knife of a disciple of XueYue sect, took it out of his arms, and a blood hole was caught in his chest.

The long sword in Lei Heng's hand flashed quickly. The thunderbolt sword made it faster than the lightning. Two people couldn't dodge and hit the sword immediately.

Without trace, the horse leopard was in front. After the thunder was clear, the four tore up the encirclement again like a whirlwind and ran down the mountain.

Dugu smiled with a sinister look in his eyes. He looked at the purple robed man who was still adjusting his breath, and gave a sad roar in his mouth. His palms moved wrongly and flew to Wuji and others.

Seeing Dugu Xiao coming, he hurried to use his internal power. He pointed to the air with his two fingers on his right hand, and an invisible but sharp finger broke through the air and rushed to the air with Dugu Xiao.

Dugu Xiaoxiao did not dodge, but rubbed the palm of his left hand and patted the finger wind.

”The sound of "wave" made a light sound, and the rain flowers flew. It was clear that this finger force was forcibly broken by him.

Then he saw Dugu Xiao's cold smile and felt a cold but fierce palm power.

He broke his drink and clapped his right hand with a loud bang, accompanied by a dull hum. It was clear that he stepped back three steps, twitched his mouth, stared at Dugu, smiled and said hard: "xuanming God's palm!"

Four words have not been finished, and the corners of the mouth have spilled blood. Lei Heng was surprised and waved his sword to stop Dugu from laughing. He also noticed the abnormality behind him. When he looked back, he saw that Ran's right hand suddenly became dark and terrible.

Lei Heng has already made contact with Dugu Xiao. Dugu Xiao's palm technique is very sharp and fierce, and the palm wind is cold and smelly.

Lei Heng dared not let his palm touch himself. He was surprised by the four words he shouted.

Xuanming divine palm, which is the most Yin and poisonous evil palm technique in the world, is Ye Fengchun's unique Kung Fu and the missionary Kung Fu of XueYue cult. However, after Luo Jianchen took over as the leader of the sect, he sealed the secret script of xuanming divine skill and banned anyone from practicing XueYue sect.

Why did Dugu Xiaoxiao learn this evil skill as the eldest childe of the earthly court?

Obviously, he won't talk nonsense. The power of xuanming God's palm lies not in its palm power, but in its toxicity.

No trace thought of the reaction behind Liu Rushi's palm, and suddenly there was an unknown premonition in his heart.

Clearly, his face had changed from ruddy to pale, and gradually turned green again. He trembled all over. He said a difficult sentence again: "the leader... Subordinates... Subordinates can't work for... Can't work for the leader..."

After a word, he looked up and fell to the ground. There was no movement.

Wuji was shocked. He shook his sword and stabbed Dugu with a smile. At the same time, he shouted, "brother Lei, go!"

Lei Heng shouted, "master, since I have followed the master, how can I escape alone!"

Dugu said with a sneer, "well, no one of you wants to leave today!"

When talking, the two palms beat out in a series, and two sharp palms attacked traceless at the same time.

Without trace, he dodged sideways, stabbed Dugu with a long sword, smiled at his left rib and said, "go quickly, I can get away naturally."

At this moment, the disciples of XueYue sect had gathered around. When Lei Heng looks at the current situation, he and Ma Bao can't help without trace, but may become a burden to him.

So he flew back and met with Ma Bao. When their siege had not yet formed, they quickly killed a gap and ran down the mountain.

Seeing this, the disciples of Chenyuan Pavilion got up and wanted to chase after them. Dugu smiled coldly and said, "let them go!"

His goal is no trace. As long as no trace is left, he doesn't care about others.

No trace saw Lei Heng and Ma Bao finally fled, and his heart was wide.

Dugu Xiao's palm technique was really fierce and domineering. Every palm contained the smell of cold and rotten. Sometimes his mind was dizzy when he smelled the smell.

Dugu Aotian could not get close to Dugu Aotian for a moment because of the continuous changes of Xuantian's eleven movements and seventeen swords day by day.

Although traceless has deep internal power, it consumes a lot after a long war. After more than ten moves, it's hard for the two to compete. No trace estimated that Lei Heng and Ma Bao had gone far. He was relieved and his long sword shook again and again.

Dugu smiled, his eyes were cold, and suddenly he rushed forward, clapped his two palms without trace. He avoided one palm and waved his left hand to meet him.

The real Qi in the body runs rapidly and pours into the left arm“ With the sound of "bang", the water was flying, and Dugu smiled, twisting his body and splitting it again.

The palms are connected and traceless. You feel a strong internal force coming to you. Fortunately, his internal power is not what it used to be. As soon as he felt a chill in his palm, the blue falling Heart Sutra has been running rapidly to remove the chill.

Seeing Dugu smiled again, he turned his body and stabbed the XueYue sect disciple who was waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack under the sword. At the same time, his wrist turned and the long sword stabbed from top to bottom at an incredible angle.

Dugu Xiao obviously didn't expect that Wuji's move was so fast and so strange. He was so empty that he couldn't dodge!

Just then, the purple robed man flew and slapped Wuji.

Traceless was forced to withdraw his sword and waved his palm again.

A fierce internal force hit him, making his blood roll in his body. His body was hit like a broken kite and flew nearly four feet. He was in the air and didn't stop. He took advantage of the opportunity to step on the branches and fly down the mountain.

After the purple robed man took a palm with traceless, he stumbled back a few steps again before he took the pile and stood firm.

Traceless suddenly ran away. Only between the lightning and flint, the people had not understood and had lost his figure.

Dugu Yun stood still and looked at the purple robed man with cold eyes.

No one could have imagined that the palm of the purple robed man helped Wuji get out of the siege. This accident stunned everyone.

The purple robed man looked at the direction of traceless escape and slowly raised his palm. Although he was separated by the black curtain, he could still feel his fierce and suspicious eyes.

Vaguely, I heard him murmur, "blue fall magic skill! The boy has learned the blue falling magic skill? "

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and remembering the fierce battle just now, many XueYue sect disciples were terrified.

Isn't it a big joke that the blood moon sect of hundreds of people let seven people break in and massacre wantonly? Although three of them also lost their lives, the consequences would be hard to predict if it were not for the assistance of the earthly Pavilion.