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As he said that, he looked at several famous martial arts masters from Shaolin, Tianxing and Yuntai Sword Sect, and encouraged him:

"Several people, this Jiang Yi is now at the end of his strength, what are you waiting for, this is a good opportunity to work together to eliminate this martial arts scum."

Qi Xingshu, the head of the Tianxing Sect, Mu Sihong, the elder of the Yuntai Sword Sect, and the three masters of Shaolin Temple looked at each other and nodded fiercely:

"That's right, you don't need to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes with this kind of scumbag. Let's go together and eradicate Jiang Yi."

If Jiang Yi was in his prime, they would still hesitate and dare not make a move, but now that Jiang Yi is fighting against Yi Jifeng and Zhang Tao one after another, his internal strength must be depleted, and it seems that he has been injured, and his strength has been compromised.

A few of their first-class masters join forces to besiege, and there is still a chance of winning.

Zhang Qiqiao saw that several people were moved by the talk, so he retreated silently, helped Zhang Tao to the corner, and waited for a good show.

Jiang Yi pushed Ling Xueyan back, raised the long saber, pointed the flashing cold tip at the five people, and shouted:

"If you are brave enough, let the horse come over!"

Abbot Xuanzhi and the others exchanged glances, they formed a siege, stepped forward slowly, and surrounded Jiang Yi.

They paced slowly, forming a circle, and kept walking around Jiang Yi, looking for flaws.

The atmosphere in the courtyard gradually calmed down, and the air began to become heavy, as if a storm was coming.

Qi Xingshu, head of the Tianxing School, held a sword with stars tattooed on it, walked around behind Jiang Yi silently, and winked at Mu Sihong, the elder of the Yuntai Sword School opposite.

Mu Sihong and him have been old friends for many years, and he immediately understood what the other party meant. He narrowed his eyes, flashed a bright light, and suddenly shouted:

"Jiang Yi, take your life!"

As he said that, his figure moved, and the cloud pattern sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out, the sword was cold and sharp.

The body is like a breeze, and the sword is like a flowing cloud.

The light of the sword is misty, like a cloud of white mist, gathering and dispersing formlessly, making it hard to tell the truth from reality.

Facing this move, one feels like being shrouded in clouds and mist, and a deadly sword light will suddenly strike from somewhere in the clouds and mist.

Without showing any sign of weakness, Jiang Yi stepped forward, the black saber light wrapped in crimson flames, and slashed down angrily.

No matter what is true or false, regardless of the fickleness of the sword light, the violent sword light, surrounded by flames, slammed into the white sword light in front of him, arrogant and domineering.

The scorching energy surged, and the strong wind roared and rolled, blowing away the clouds and mist, and disappearing without a trace.

However, Mu Sihong's sword was just to attract Jiang Yi's attention, and he left three parts of his strength when he drew the sword. The moment the sword was broken, his figure retreated abruptly, avoiding Jiang Yi's attention. Yi fierce offensive.

He didn't confront Jiang Yi head-on at all.

At the same time as Jiang Yi drew his sword, Qi Xingshu, who had been waiting behind Jiang Yi for an opportunity, moved.

Boo!

A shrill scream sounded, extremely ear-piercing.

The sword in Qi Xingshu's hand suddenly turned into a stream of light, piercing Jiang Yi's back at an extremely fast speed.

On the tip of the sword, there is a sharp sword light, shining brightly, like stars.Obviously planning to kill Jiang Yi with a single sword attack under a sneak attack.

However, Jiang Yi's perception was so keen that he could detect Qi Xingshu's movement just behind him.

The long knife in his hand was not easy to change, so he simply leaned forward slightly and kicked back with his left foot.

It's like a poisonous scorpion raising its long tail.

Jiang Yi's kick was as unpredictable as an antelope's horns, and it was inevitable for people to avoid it.

Bang it.

His left foot kicked Qi Xingshu's sword-holding hand violently, kicking his opponent's hand high, causing the sword to collapse.

Under the pain, Qi Xingshu groaned and took two steps back.

"Three masters, hurry up!"

Seeing that Qi Xingshu's sneak attack failed, Mu Sihong immediately shouted, and at the same time he also used his own trick.

When he flipped his wrist, Yingying Jianguang suddenly burst into light, and with a howling wind, he went straight to Jiang Yi's face.

groan!

The strong wind blew, the remnant clouds shattered, and the sword was awe-inspiring.

"Amitabha."

Master Xuanzhi proclaimed the Buddha's name, but his strikes were extremely ruthless. With all his internal strength, he slammed a powerful vajra palm at Jiang Yi's ribs.

The palm is powerful, fierce and domineering. If it is hit firmly, it is enough to beat people to pieces, and kill them with one blow.

On his right side, a taciturn yellow-faced monk also used the Thousand-hand Tathagata palm, with layers of palm prints, false and real, dazzling people.

Xuanfeng, the head seat of the Arhat Hall, also let out a deep drink, and raised his hand in an Arhat punch.

The boxing movements seem ordinary, but the strength and momentum are extremely concise, thousands of strokes have been tempered, and they are perfect.

In just a split second, several vital points around Jiang Yi's body were covered by the four men's offensive, and the situation looked extremely critical.

Facing the combined siege of the four, Jiang Yi yelled angrily, making an appearance of suppressing his injuries and forcing his true energy to fight for his life.

He turned around slightly, unfolded a mysterious body technique, and with a flash, avoided Xuanzhi's powerful Vajra Palm and Xuanfeng's Arhat Fist.