Chapter 914

When Yang wuhui shouted, Feng yaori suddenly dodged, and then a sword cleaved to Yu Xiao, who was Feng yaori, and then cleaved to Ding Yue.

Just like this, Ding Yue didn't panic, but when Feng yaori dodged to one side and attacked him, Ding Yue, who was originally in a favorable position, immediately fell into a dangerous situation.

When Yu Xiao was aggressive and didn't stop at all, Ding Yue knew that he had become someone else's back hand.

"Qiang"

First, Yu Xiao's 8000 swords fell, and Ding Yue could only block them with all his strength. When he blocked Yu Xiao's sword, Feng yaori's sword hit again.

"Qiang Qiang"

The sound of gold and iron blows continued. Ding Yue's field was instantly fragmented under the attack of Feng yaori. When the two separated, raindrops fell on him and flowed down his body, but it was a blood color.

Ding Yue stepped back two steps. Yu Xiao and Feng yaori were almost at the same time, standing on both sides of him, the best attack position.

"Don't you ask me why I betrayed you?" Yu Xiao asked.

"Have betrayed, do you need a reason?" Ding Yue didn't complain too much, although he had high hopes for Xiao.

However, he also knew that such a thing could happen, and this time, he had made up his mind not to go back alive.

If he doesn't take revenge now, when he gets older, he will never take revenge again. His grandson alone is difficult to support.

"Grandpa!" Yang wuhui shouted in the rain. Tears fell down the rain. No one could see him crying.

"If you face your enemy well, grandpa can hold on." Ding Yue said without looking back. "The disciples of the golden Sabre sect listen to the order. We will not die with the jiuchonglou today. I owe you my life in this life and can only pay it back in the next life!"

"Never die!"

None of the disciples of Jindao sect who were surrounded in the rainy night retreated. The sect leader was badly hurt, which aroused their fighting spirit.

Feng Chuxiu didn't expect that the other party's momentum was not frightened. When Yang wuhui was a little distracted, he suddenly made a sneak attack.

In the middle of fairyland, one shot was a thousand swords of thunder. One thought was a thousand swords. At his age, he was very talented.

But Yang wuhui was more amazing than him. He easily stopped the thousand swords and sneered, "little beast, is that all you have?"

"Hum, the good play is still ahead. I'm afraid you can't bear it!" as soon as the voice fell, Feng Chu Xiujian's potential savings evolved into two thousand swords in the blink of an eye.

It is also a fairyland. The two thousand swords of Feng Chuxiu are not much worse than those of Feng Yaotian, but the attack and killing of these two thousand swords lasted only a moment.

Then there were three thousand swords and four thousand swords. It was only when it reached five thousand swords that it stopped. Yang wuhui, who was seriously injured, was already a little difficult to support when facing three thousand swords, but he still didn't break the move, because he knew that there was only one chance.

"You're waiting for me to show a flaw, aren't you?"

Feng Chuxiu smiled and said, "unfortunately, I'm not the second uncle. His strength can only linger in the fairyland forever. He barely shows 7000 swords, but his body can't bear it. I can show 6000 swords, but... The safest way to kill you is 5000 swords!"

Sure enough, Yang wuhui suddenly changed his face. Feng Shenjian is a heaven level martial arts. There has never been any flaw in heaven level martial arts.

However, the performer has flaws. If Feng Chuxiu doesn't show flaws, he will have an epiphany of the sword, and it won't have any effect.

Under the five thousand swords, Feng Chuxiu's spiritual power did not falter at all. If he continued to suppress it, even if he did not increase the power of the sword potential, he could still be forced to a desperate situation.

Because his injury was only suppressed and did not recover. Now, even if he uses Fengshen sword to fight back, it is useless. It will only completely release his originally suppressed injury. At that time, he will not even have the chance of that sword.

"Why, there's no way?" Feng Chuxiu sneered. "From your birth to now, your destiny has been doomed, destined to be killed by me!"

"Qiang Qiang"

In the rainy night, the war between the three giants fell into stagnation, but between Yang wuhui and Feng Chuxiu, it became white hot. The suppression of Feng Chuxiu made Yang wuhui fall into a more desperate situation.

He has the heart to fight to death, but his death must be exchanged for the success of revenge. If he can't succeed, death is meaningless.

This made him a little desperate, and at this time, Feng Chuxiu's sword became stronger, increasing 100 swords from 5000 swords, but this was not his chance, because the sword potential was still airtight.

Just when he was desperate about the situation at this time, suddenly a lightning flash followed the thunder and struck down.

"Boom"

The terrible thunder light lit up dozens of miles around. The thunder fell, and the unprepared Feng Chuxiu was hit immediately, and the whole person flew out upside down.

After the thunder fell, a terrible thunder field was formed outside the gate of the ninth double building, in which lightning was intertwined, and a figure flashed in the thunder.

The man raised his hand and pressed it heavily on the ground. The terrible thunder spread out in an instant along the water stains on the ground.

The disciples of Jindao sect and jiuchonglou who were fighting suddenly changed their faces and began to dodge. However, no matter how to dodge, the thunder came along the ground. Under the heavy rain, they would be annoyed by the thunder wherever it was wet, and they had nowhere to hide.

"Ah..." screams were heard all the time. People hit by thunder fell to the ground one after another. The paralyzing power of thunder was their biggest enemy.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of disciples of jiuchonglou fell to the ground by lightning. Surprisingly, the disciples of jindaomen looked like nothing had happened. The thunder seemed to have eyes and did not cause any harm to them.

After a burst of killing, the golden Sabre sect disciples who were originally in a weak position immediately recovered some of their decline.

The war between the two sides also fell into a stalemate again. Feng Chu looked at the figure in the thunder and showed the color of fear in his eyes.

As soon as the other party makes a move, he will come down to earth like Thor. The terrible thunder spirit power is thicker than his wind spirit power, but it can be more than one grade.

"Who are you and why do you meddle in the affairs of jiuchonglou and jindaomen?" Feng Chuxiu asked.

The figure in the thunder slowly revealed the lineup. He was dressed in white and graceful, but his eyes showed the dignity that people didn't dare to look directly at.

"Tian Dao Yuan, Gao cenyun!" Gao cenyun said.

"Elder martial sister Gao." Yang wuhui stared at her back, "you... Why do you want to come here, you go..."

"If your eldest brother is here, he will never stand idly by." Gao cenyun said, "your eldest brother's business is mine."

"But... Elder martial sister... This is a battle of life and death. There is no turning back!" Yang wuhui smiled bitterly.

He is very grateful, but he doesn't want to involve Gao Chenyun.

"Fool!" Gao Chenyun turned his head and said angrily, "where did you get so much nonsense? You're like a woman. Do you think I've hurt so many children of jiuchonglou and can't go?"

Yang wuhui glanced at the situation at the moment and was speechless.