Chapter 123 Resolve the Crisis

With a bang!

The sword light sprinkled by Nangong Yunshang fell in mid-air. The three people in black stepped forward together. The machete in his hand drew three strange arcs and greeted the sword light of Nangong Yunshang, but was shocked by the sharp sword and retreated. The three of them spewed a mouthful of blood together.

Although the joint attack skills of these people in black are very strange and powerful, they can compete with the peak strength of the bone forging realm against the primary martial artists of Yijin realm. But after all, Nangong Yunshang is a high-level martial artist in Yijinjing, and the realm is too different. This sword shocked the three people in black.

But these people in black seemed to be not afraid of death. Seeing that Nangong Yunshang was so powerful, no one retreated. The three men in black were shocked and retreated, and three people in black rushed forward, and the machete in their hands continued to cut towards Nangong Yunshang.

"Looking for death!" Nangong Yunshang raised his willow eyebrows, and a majestic momentum suddenly emanated, letting everyone know that this seemingly charming woman was still a martial arts master.

The body was shaken, and the sword light was like the turbulent sea, rolling towards the three men in black who attacked. This time, he took action with hatred, and there was a crackling sound of breaking the air in the air. The man's machete in black touched the attacking sword light, and immediately flew out of his hand and crossed a dark track in the air.

The long sword continued to cut forward, and the blood came out one by one. Several people in black fell silently until they didn't make a call for a moment of death. Everything seemed so strange. Although Nangong Yunshang was far stronger than these people in black, he couldn't help but have a cold war in his heart.

Ding Yang over there was surrounded by five Yijinjing warriors, and he shuttled between the five people. The strange body made several opponents have a headache. Seeing that the blade was about to cut on Ding Yang's body, he always slipped by little, as if he had deliberately deviated.

Several opponents of Yijinjing exchanged eyes for a while, and suddenly changed their offensive strategy. They no longer attacked Dingyang at the same time, but some were the main attackers, and some peeped around. As long as Ding Yang started to dodge, he would launch an attack when Ding Yang's new power was not born. This was very effective, and Ding Yang suddenly felt much more dangerous.

Damn it!

Ding Yang shouted in his heart that the most feared thing about his swimming pile body method is the group battle. The more chaotic the scene is, the more his body method can show its advantage. However, once these easy-to-strength opponents begin to attack themselves strategically, their advantages will immediately be gone, and there will be great danger.

With a brush, an opponent with a beard on his face split a sword. Ding Yang raised the wolf's tooth stick and bounced the long sword back with a sound. Just as he was about to hit it with a stick, he got rid of the beard, and another fierce wind hit on the left side, and the fierce sword wind had blown the clothes under the ribs.

Ding Yang quickly waved his stick to block the sword. He didn't wait to launch a counterattack. The strong wind came in three directions at the same time. Ding Yang shouted loudly, and a black air wall swinging around his body. In the continuous sound, three blades with red gas were bounced back.

Although all the opponent's attacks were resolved, Ding Yang was also shaken by the power from the mace. Without restoring the strength of the marrow washing, Ding Yang, a martial artist, can defeat, and the two can only be guaranteed to be undefeated. The three basically have no hope of victory, and now there are five easy The warriors surrounded him at the same time.

Just as Ding Yang was considering whether to summon A Xue and return to the strength of the marrow washing state, Nangong Yunshang shouted loudly. Where the sword flashed, three blood arrows were marked on the three people in black and fell to the ground. Hu's figure was exposed in front of Nangong Yunshang. Her eyes were murderous, and a fierce sword hit Hu.

Steward Hu hurried to fight. With a loud noise, a strong momentum bombarded his body along the body of the long sword. Steward Hu raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body was cut out by Nangong Yunshang's sword. Nangong Yunshang roared, and the sword light turned into a rainbow in the air and flew towards the steward Hu.

It's not good!

The yu guang in the corner of Ding Yang's eyes was seeing Nangong Yunshang shaking Hu's sword and spraying blood. Without any hesitation, he quickly shouted three times in his heart, "A Xue!" But there was no movement at all. In desperation, he quickly changed to three shouts: "Blood Dragon Emperor! Blood Dragon Emperor! Blood Dragon Emperor!"

With a bang, with the three shouts of the Blood Dragon Emperor, a magnificent mountain-like momentum burst out from the deepest "marrow" of his body. In an instant, Ding Yang felt that every piece of skin, every bone and every meridian in his body was full of this indescribable power.

The middle level of Yijinjing, the high level of Yijinjing, the peak of Yijinjing, and the marrow washing realm. In a percentage of time, Ding Yang's true qi cultivation has broken through four levels in a row, growing to the initial level of marrow washing. A familiar and domineering feeling suddenly returned to the depths of Ding Yang's mind.

Ah-

Ding Yang shouted loudly, and the 300-pound mace drew a dark shadow in the air and smashed it towards a middle-level opponent in front of him. There was no real light on his body. It seemed that the true air was exhausted because of the siege of several people.

Opposite the middle-level opponent of Yijinjing is a middle-aged man with a yellow face and holding a brass whip. Looking at Ding Yang's untrue stick, there is a trace of disdain in his eyes. Although he knows that the weight of this mace is amazing, if he sends out the true spirit of the middle level of Yijinjing, he can also make this big stick like It's like a wooden stick.

With contempt on his face, the brass whip in his hand was infused with 80% of the true qi, and dozens of whip shadows in the air and bombarded the mace. In the heart of the yellow-faced man, his whip had the strength of 2,500 catties. Even a big tree was discounted, not to mention a hundred catties of mace.

The imposing brass whip and the breathless mace collided with each other. After the yellow-faced man was thinking of shaking Ding Yang away with a whip, he took advantage of the lightning to hit Ding Yang with a whip. Even if he could not be killed with one whip, at least he could seriously injured Ding Yang.

The man who was thinking about how to take advantage of the situation suddenly felt that something was wrong. Before he could react, something was wrong. A force hit down like a mountain. In the man's shocked eyes, the 300-pound mace smashed him and his brass whip to the ground. A mass of flesh and blood that is still squirming.

"Oh, my God!"

The four warriors around him couldn't believe their eyes. The teenager in front of him was like a sudden demon possession, smashing his companion into a meat pie with one blow. That's the middle-level martial artist in Yijinjing. Among these five people, he is one of the two most powerful people, and in this way, he turned into a ball in front of their eyes.

Before the four people could react from the shock, Ding Yangyou turned around and came to a red-faced man like a ghost, smashing the red-faced man into a ball of mud.

The remaining three Yijinjing enemies woke up from the shock. They saw that another companion became a ghost under the stick. Suddenly, their liver and gallbladder were about to burst. At this time, even the ten halls of Yanluo and no Dingyang made them feel terrible and horrible. They let out a voiceless howl. The three Yijinjing martial artists turned to the three The direction fell and fled.

A junior martial artist from the Yijinjing of the Nangong family is running and thinking that if you meet this demon-like teenager in the future, you must avoid it from afar and hide as far as you can. Ah no! Don't let yourself meet him again.

Just as he was thinking nonsense, he heard someone shouting loudly above his head, "Go to hell!" I was still wondering where the voice came from. As soon as I looked up, I was so scared that a huge dark mace was falling from the sky and rumbled down towards him.

The Yijinjing junior martial artist of the Nangong family let out a sad howl and was hit on the top of his head by a stick, like smashing a watermelon. All the red and white cracked, and the body that lost its head fell into the dust with a bang.

The other two Yijinjing martial artists who ran out heard the miserable cry of the companion and were so scared that they didn't even dare to go back. They ran away like a life, hoping that the demon could chase the other one and not chase him. At the juncture of life and death, all companions and peers are all illusory. Only by keeping their own lives can they be true.

It's just that Ding Yang had no time to catch up with them at this time. After the initial stage of Yijinjing, Ding Yang's body soared into the air. Under the flight of Yuqi, one percent of it had come to the sky of Nangong Yunshang in an instant.

Nangong Yunshang flew into the air with a sword. Just as he was about to result in charge of Hu's life, he suddenly felt dark on the top of his head. He couldn't help looking up and suddenly lost his color. He saw a long-haired teenager standing in the air, with long hair dancing in the wind, and a huge and unsightly wolf tooth stick was flying towards him in the air. Smash it down.

Nangong Yunshang was shocked. She was the eldest lady of the Nangong family, and she was also a high-level martial artist in Yijinjing. She immediately felt that the teenager in the sky had the momentum not to lose to his third uncle Nangong San, and he was a strong man in the marrow-washing realm. Although I can't believe Ding Yang's age, I don't have time to explore this problem anymore.

Nangong Yunshang made the most correct decision between the lightning and flint. She stopped the sword that stabbed Hu Guanshi. The true qi in her body completely ran to her waist. Her delicate body quickly flipped out in the air, and the long sword in her hand tried to point to the falling mace stick. She didn't expect to block the mace. She just wanted to remove the force on the stick a little so that she could safely get out of the rod.

With a crisp sound, the tip of the sword was directly on the mace. Nangong Yunshang felt a terrible force hitting along the long sword. Suddenly, there was a churt in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body flew out obliquely like a broken kite.

Nangong Yunshang felt as if he had turned around from the ghost gate and returned to the sun, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. Ding Yang just gave her a more terrible feeling than facing Nangong Sanshi. Is this teenager's cultivation more powerful than that of the third uncle?

Ding Yang hit Nangong Yunshang with a blow and saved steward Hu. Before he could say anything, he heard a big shock in the hall of the Canghai Chamber of Commerce, and then there was a loud shout:

"Murong Chui! You still can't do it. If you don't want to do it this time, you will be captured!"

steward Hu's face changed greatly and quickly said to Ding Yang, "Ding Yang! Go and support the president."

Ding Yang turned around in the air without hesitation and flew towards the hall, more than two feet away from the door of the hall. With a bang, tiles flew on the roof of the hall, a big hole was opened on the roof, and a figure rose to the sky with two long dark shadows. As soon as he jumped out of the roof, a blood-red light suddenly flew out of the big hole in the roof.

The light flashed and hit the figure. The figure shouted and fell to the roof.

In the wild laughter, another golden figure flew out of the big hole, came to a place ten feet above the roof to stand in the air, and shouted at Murong Chui who fell on the roof, "Murong Chui, you are almost to fight with Nangong San. Hurry up and capture it, and you can still have a way to live."

Murong drooped the corners of his mouth and seemed to have been injured. He glared at Nangong three and said, "Your Nangong family is a group of well-dressed beasts. It is absolutely impossible for me to let Murong Chui surrender."

Nangong laughed back and said, "Okay! Murong Chui, you have guts. Since you want to die, I will fulfill you.

After saying that, his body fell down, and the long sword burst out with a brilliant sword light, covering Murong.