"Kill him."
When Qiu Hailong saw the Tianlong Gang going down to the "Purple Star Terrace", he roared and slashed his head, and the gang members quickly surrounded them.
"You guys, go kill that bitch and that bastard."
Seeing that Qiao Zhenshan was at the end of his strength, Qiu Hailong didn't care anymore.
It was his usual approach to eradicate the weeds.
"It's the alliance leader."
Several of his men rushed towards Qiao Zhenshan's wife and children.
"Shameless" Qiao Zhenshan roared angrily, and with a knife behind him, he quickly rushed towards his wife and children, but was forcibly stopped by the five masked men on the way.
"The blood dragon comes out of the abyss" Qiao Zhenshan roared, "Ouch" A violent colorful dragon shadow flew out quickly from Qiao Zhenshan's palms.
The moment the tail tip of the colorful dragon shadow left Qiao Zhenshan, the rapidly flying dragon shadow in the void instantly transformed into two dragon shadows.
In the blink of an eye, the Caidao dragon shadow that emerged from the sky transformed into two dragon shadows again.
Four dragon shadows.
"Be careful!"
Qiu Hailong roared wildly.
He had seen the late old leader of the Tianlong Gang "Du Fei" perform this move "Blood Dragon Out of the Abyss" many years ago.
Its power was even greater than that of "Double Dragon Shattering the Sky".
It was no less than that, but what Qiu Hailong didn't expect was that Qiao Zhenshan would understand this trick at such a young age.
After seeing Qiao Zhenshan's colorful dragon shadow, many warriors on the high platform stepped on it and flew away in all directions without hesitation.
Warriors with good physical skills can escape smoothly, but those warriors with lower grades and weaker physical skills are not in a hurry to avoid, and they are torn to pieces by the colorful dragon shadows without any suspense, and only the giant dragon can be seen passing by.
Everywhere, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and all the warriors who died under the dragon's shadow were extremely tragic.
"Hiss" Han Feng used his body to block Qiao Huaiyu's slashing blade.
"Ah" Han Feng cried out in pain, then gritted her teeth and held back.
She told herself not to say anything, and she must not distract Qiao Zhenshan because of herself.
"Bang" A warrior kicked Han Feng away more than ten feet.
"Feng'er!"
Qiao Zhenshan's mournful scream resounded through the "Purple Star High Platform".
He rushed towards Chaofeng like crazy, but the five masked men were entangled with Qiao Zhenshan like ghosts, making it impossible for him to escape.
When Qiao Zhenshan wanted to fight them with all his strength, they avoided him without a trace, which made Qiao Zhenshan a little crazy.
"Hiss!"
Qiao Zhenshan received another blow on his chest and back.
Qiao Zhenshan turned to one side and grabbed the blades of the two long swords.
With two "pang bang" sounds, the swords broke and Qiao Zhenshan danced wildly.
With the sword in his hand, he could see pieces of his body falling down quickly wherever he went.
"Brother Shan," Han Feng screamed sternly.
Three long knives were already slashing at Qiao Huaiyu's head, but she really didn't have the strength to block these three fatal knives for her son.
"No" Qiao Zhenshan screamed in pain, and the two broken swords flew out in an instant with a fierce swing, and the two warriors fell to the ground.
The long knife in the hand of another person was only a foot away from Qiao Huaiyu's head.
Looking at Qiao Huaiyu who was only a few feet away from him, but unable to save him, Qiao Zhenshan even considered committing suicide.
"Boy, don't blame me.
If you want to blame me, blame you for being Qiao Zhenshan's son."
Zhang Fengming roared with a ferocious face, but the long knife in his hand fell without missing a beat.
"My father, Qiao Zhenshan, is a man of heaven and earth, and I would like to be his son for the rest of my life," Qiao Huaiyu shouted loudly, closing his eyes in despair.
When Yunfeng saw Qiao Huaiyu's eyes full of resentment, helplessness, injustice, and despair, he was deeply moved in his heart.
Yunfeng seemed to have seen himself many years ago.
"Yu'er" "Yu'er" "Ah" Qiao Zhenshan turned his head away in pain.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
He didn't want to see the tragic situation of his son dying in front of him, so he thrust out his hands and broke the necks of the two people beside him.
"Shameless, shameless!"
the two men roared at the same time.
A slender, flaming red sword blocked the top of Han Feng's head, forcefully knocking away three long knives that were about to hit his head.
And another silver-gray figure appeared in front of Qiao Huaiyu silently like a ghost.
His left palm was seen holding Qiao Huaiyu's eyes, and with a fierce swing of the huge long sword in his hand, Zhang Fengming's broad figure was instantly cut into two pieces.
The broad giant sword took advantage of the situation and swept outwards.
The warriors wherever the sword passed were either dead or maimed.
"Boy, that's right.
The knife hit the top of his head, but he can still speak eloquently."
Yunfeng gently patted the child in front of him and said coldly.
"Yu'er" Han Feng struggled and ran over, hugged Qiao Huaiyu tightly, and shouted loudly.
"Mom, it was this big brother who saved me," Qiao Huaiyu pointed at Yunfeng and said.
"Thank you, little brother, for helping me," Han Feng said gratefully.
"You're welcome, I just can't stand these bullies."
Yunfeng's voice, which contained the energy of the sword, echoed on the Purple Star Stage for a long time, and all the warriors in the field could hear it clearly.
Yunfeng turned his head and glanced at the man who came to the stage with him to save Han Feng.
He saw that this man was tall and thin, with fine features and fair skin.
At first glance, Yunfeng thought he was a woman, but he had a tight hand in his hand.
The narrow and long blood-red sword in his hand had a faint trace of evil aura, which made Yunfeng dare not look down upon it in the slightest.
"Brother, can you take care of this mother and son?
I want to meet those five shady things."
Yunfeng roared loudly.
In his mind, he could not sense the energy fluctuations of the young man in front of him. , it can be seen that the skills practiced by the other party are definitely not weak.
"Don't worry, little brother," Zuo Ri Dongxu responded loudly, and slowly walked towards Yunfeng.
He saw the long sword in his hand fluttering casually, and several "Giant Snake Gang" disciples who rushed towards him fell.
Go down.
"Good swordsmanship."
Yunfeng blurted out a voice of approval when he saw that the other party's swordsmanship was so light, elegant, tricky and fierce.
"Die!"
Qiu Hailong roared wildly, flew from top to bottom and stepped heavily on Qiao Zhenshan's arm with his right foot.
When he stepped on Qiao Zhenshan's shoulder, he exerted even more force with his right foot.
"Boom" Qiao Zhenshan's body shook and he knelt down on the ground.
He had no strength at all, but there was no trace of pain on his face.
His wife and children were saved by the two young people, and he just I'm relieved, but it's a pity that he can no longer look after their mother and son.
"Whoa!"
Five black figures quickly rushed to Qiao Zhenshan's side, and quickly struck out with the dagger in their hands.
In a blink of an eye, they were in front of Qiao Zhenshan.
Qiao Zhenshan slowly turned his head towards Han Feng and his mother, with eyes in his eyes.
It's full of infinite desolation and pity.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"
Yunfeng's Dragon Sword swiped violently at Qiao Zhenshan's back, knocking the daggers away from the hands of the five masked men.
Yunfeng stepped forward with force, turned around, and held the long sword.
Then he swept out in a circular motion at extremely high speed.
"Ah ah ah" The movement skills of the five black-clothed warriors were indeed weird.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
Yunfeng's moves were so fast that they were able to dodge.
Although the five of them could dodge, those around them could not. , a dozen sword kings and sword masters fell down.
"Who are you?
Why do you want to care about my "Three Southwest Provinces Alliance"?"
Qiu Hailong roared angrily.
He stepped hard on Qiao Zhenshan's shoulder with his right foot and threw himself towards Yunfeng.
He saw several quick sword shadows.
The clouds and wind enveloped it.
"Humph, is the "Three Southwest Provinces Alliance" really bluffing?
I have lived in the mountains for a long time, but I have never heard of it."
Yunfeng let out a cold roar, swung the giant sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pierced into the void very quickly, flying Qiu Hailong's throat.
Qiu Hailong was shocked.
The other party dared not avoid his sword force, but stabbed him directly with the long sword in his hand, which seemed like they would both die together.
Qiu Hailong's figure in the void twisted violently, turned over backwards, thrust the long knife in his hand on the high platform, and with the force of the counterattack of the long knife, he flew up again.
He quickly pounced on Yunfeng, and the long knife in his hand danced rapidly, and the domineering knife shadows were divided into three directions: upper, middle and lower, forcing Yunfeng.
"Hmph, your sword skills are good, but it's a pity that you are a little bit out of character when you use them."
Yunfeng snorted coldly, holding the Youlong Sword tightly, waiting for Qiu Hailong's sword shadow and figure to rush in front of him.
"Silver Dragon Strike" Yunfeng roared wildly, and the Youlong Sword in his hand stabbed Qiu Hailong's chest very quickly.
He didn't even care about the shadow of Qiu Hailong's dancing sword.
He only saw where the Youlong Sword passed, Qiu Hailong The overbearing sword shadows struck were shattered into pieces.
There was a "clang" sound, and at the moment when Yun Feng's long sword hit Qiu Hailong, Qiu Hailong drew his sword with all his strength to protect himself, and blocked Yun Feng's full blow.
Even though Qiu Hailong was able to block Yun Feng's full blow with his long sword, his right hand holding the sword only felt numb, and he lost all consciousness in an instant.
With a "bang" sound, the long knife in Qiu Hailong's hand fell heavily to the ground.
"Hmph" Yunfeng snorted coldly, twisted his right wrist and swung it diagonally, and the broad blade of the Youlong Sword quickly swept towards Qiu Hailong's right hand
.
: