Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

Murong Xiyin murmured towards the north gate that had just been opened, and Lei Wujie took advantage of the situation to look.

A tall man with a scar on his face and a black cloak glared at him with murderous eyes.

Seeing the Pojun sword in the man's hand, Lei Wujie said helplessly, "Yan Zhantian, you really linger."

"If you don't die, I won't be safe." Yan Zhantian snorted coldly and pointed Pojun Sword at him.

The corners of Lei Wujie's mouth twitched, Yan Zhantian, Nima's defeated subordinate, actually compared Lao Tzu to a Cao thief, he must be dealt with properly.

"The four great elders asked Su Muyu and Senior Jimo to deal with it, and we will deal with Yan Zhantian first." Murong Xiyin immediately made a decision.

"Wait, can't we get rid of the four great elders first?" Lei Wujie objected to Murong Xiyin's plan.

Last time he teamed up with Yueyao and Ye Wan'er to barely defeat Yan Zhantian, but now it is much more difficult to defeat Yan Zhantian by relying on them two masters of heaven.

"Let's do it too!" Elder Huo shouted, and went straight to Jimo Huaxue and Su Muyu with the other three Supreme Elders.

Su Muyu and Jimo Huaxue looked at each other, and each used their unique skills to fight with the four of them.

The five elders of Wushuang City also stepped forward to help. Their cultivation base is not high, but they have enough experience in bullying the few.

Elder Feng is at the top of his lightness kung fu, using his body skills to keep walking to restrain Su Muyu's seventeen sharp blades. Elder Lin is good at hiding around trees, and his hidden weapons are superb, which is not inferior to the masters of Tang Sect. There is offense but no defense, and the moves are fierce and deadly, but he doesn't have to worry about his own safety, because the burly elder who wears a hundred catties of Dragon Emperor armor resists all attacks for him.

If these four people are separated separately, because their weaknesses are obvious, they are easy to be targeted by the masters of fellow practitioners, but once they are combined with each other, allowing the companions to cover each other's weaknesses and magnify their strengths, it has the effect of leapfrogging the enemy.

"It's said that the four-member formation of Fenglin and Huoshan was founded by the emperor of the Northern Kingdom. It's really tricky." Jimo Huaxue looked serious.

Su Muyu nodded: "If we keep fighting like this, if Wushuang City doesn't send other reinforcements, we can still win."

"If you don't send reinforcements, it won't be called Shameless City. The purpose of the four immortals is to hold us back and consume us as much as possible."

Jimo Huaxue forced the two elders back with a sword, and said sarcastically.

Su Muyu observed that the five elders in Wushuang City seemed a little afraid of fighting, and suddenly their eyes lit up.

"That is to give them some deterrence first."

After speaking, he pulled the silk thread in his hand, and the sharp blades poured down on the five elders in conjunction with the drizzle in the air.

"Good idea, I'll cooperate with you." Jimo Huaxue smiled slightly.

With a sharp swing of the Red Face Sword in his hand, there were bursts of water singing.

The fiery red water drops merged with Su Muyu's seventeen sharp blades, forming a storm of sword energy intertwined with red and blue.

"Not good, run away." The intuition of the elder of Wushuang City told him that this move must not be forced, and he ran away without looking back.

"I'll carry it." Elder Tu yelled violently, and a six-foot-long air wall appeared in front of him.

But in less than three seconds, his air wall shattered, and Elder Feng hurriedly pulled Elder Tu away.

The offensive of the storm of sword energy continued unabated, and continued to sweep towards the elders of Wushuang City. Wherever it went, except for the four Supreme Elders, the other four current elders all burst into pieces. Even Wushuang who came to help the battle City disciples are not spared either.

"This move is called" Su Muyu looked at the gorgeous sword energy storm and said lightly.

"Gone without a trace!" Jimo Huaxue took the words.

Yan Zhantian leaped into the air, and slashed down suddenly, a thunderous sword sound resounded, the ground exploded, and the domineering red sword glow immediately enveloped Murong Xiyin and Lei Wujie.

"The battle turns and the stars move."

Facing this terrifying sword force, Murong Xiyin let out a coquettish shout, and swiped the jade flute obliquely in her hand, finally guiding the sword force a hundred meters away.

"This guy's moves are much more powerful than Xie Qidao." Murong Xiyin wiped off the sweat from his forehead, ready to fight.

Yan Zhantian had seen Murong Xiyin's unique skill before, so he was not surprised. Just when he was about to use the second move, Lei Wujie's ready-to-go Lingbo Feiyan hit him.

"Bah ah!"

Yan Zhantian was rich in experience, and immediately switched from offense to defense. Po Jun and Shark Teeth collided dozens of times in an instant, sparks sparked immediately.

Murong Xiyin grasped the jade flute with both hands, and pointed at Yan Zhantian, a burst of sword energy shot out, but was blocked by Yan Zhantian.

He sneered and said, "Patriarch Murong, you have a style of defending the strong and attacking the weak. In fact, King Bai told me long ago."

"As expected, King Bai never trusted me." Murong Xiyin laughed at herself, then her voice turned cold, "But I never thought he was a wise king."

"You're looking for death!" Yan Zhantian distanced himself from Lei Wujie, and immediately used the second move of the sword of anger.

The Po Jun Sword soared into the sky with a huge red glow, and shot towards Murong Xiyin.

"Singing with the wind, it's like a whale singing." Jimo Huaxue watched the battle at Lei Wujie's place, and swung the beauty sword again.

Waves of whale moans resounding through the sky rang in everyone's ears, and a fiery red water drop completely shattered the red light of Pojun Sword.

"Damn it!" Yan Zhantian cursed secretly, and made the last move with anger.

Immediately a burst of thunder cooperated with the Po Junjian to return to Yan Zhantian, and the red light that had just disappeared from the Po Jun Sword rekindled and enveloped Lei Wujie and Murong Xiyin.

"See how I can defeat this trick." Murong Xiyin was about to use the star shift to defuse it, but seeing the sword light getting bigger and bigger, her expression gradually became dignified.

"No, this trick is very powerful. Even if I use the star shift to resolve it, I still have to pay the risk of breaking my wrist."

"Then I have to do it, how can I let a girl get hurt for me." Without knowing where the courage came from, Lei Wujie scratched Murong Xiyin's nose by accident.

"You..." Murong Xiyin wanted to say something more, but found that she didn't know how to speak.

Her fair and beautiful face instantly turned rosy, and a string in her heart seemed to be plucked.

Lei Wujie walked up to her, and using the technique of observing the heart, he saw through the "heart" surrounded by the anger of the Pojun sword at a glance, and stabbed with the sword.

"The fairy guides the way!"

"Bang!" The red glow of the Pojun sword disappeared in an instant, and it returned directly to the astonished Yan Zhantian's hand.

Lei Wujie felt his right hand go numb, and he could no longer hold the shark-toothed sword in his hand.

With a wry smile: "I'll go, this trick is really hard to take."

Murong Xiyin and Sikong Qianluo hurried forward to check on Lei Wujie's situation, seeing that he was in good health, they finally felt relieved.

"This kid's talent is really terrifying. Even if I die here today, I will kill him for King Bai!"

Yan Zhantian's condition is very bad now, but his killing intent is even stronger.