Chapter 162 Pursuit and Killing Continues

Bai Shiyun laughed. The long sword circled in the air. With full strength, he went to Gu Lian with all his strength.

"Dang!" Gu Lian's eyebrows also turned over his hands and blocked Bai Shiyun's sword like a whip.

And a brilliance floated. Yang Jing waved his palm and patted it away. The starlight all over the sky suddenly rushed to the people, pulling only three souls left but the seven souls missing. Seeing the situation, several disciples of the Qingcheng faction grabbed weapons one after another and slashed hard. Unexpectedly, a strange sticky force came from the cloth, which made them look at the colorful clouds. When the cloth strip wanted to let go, he couldn't let go. A flower in front of him rolled up a circle and fell down.

At this time, Fuhai's double light blade, one up and down, took Gu Lian's throat knot and the two big holes in the pomegranate. Naturally, he understood that this special color cloth could not be cut by cutting it with a knife. Only by cutting to Gu Lian can he save them.

In the face of Bai Shiyun and Fuhai's joint smile, a strange flash flashed, which not only made Fuhai's fierce double light blade completely pierce, but also avoided Yunqing. Behind her, he slapped Han's vest.

Yang Jing saw that there were no other masters except Bai Shiyun and Fuhai. These disciples of the Qingcheng School were not in the stream. Looking at Gu Lian beating so easily, he knew it would be bad. Do they want to escape? Or go forward to help Bai Shiyun and the three people join hands to take her down, but in that case, Gu Lian must be a death penalty.

"Peng!" Gu Lian flew in the air, and the two colorful clouds rolled behind and stirred the sword moves of Bai Shiyun and Fuhai. Fuhai did not expect that Gu Lian would be the legendary "South of Colorful Clouds". Otherwise, how could he be entangled with Gu Lian alone? I'm afraid that if he fight alone, only Zhang Chengfeng can win her.

Fuhai and Bai Shiyun shouted at the same time, and went to the valley with two blades. Gu Lian's goal at this time turned out to be himself. Yang Jing didn't understand until a moment. He retreated quickly, and Gu Lian did not pursue further under the entanglement of the Fuhai brothers, and those Qingcheng disciples who were stuck to the colorful cloth had long been unable to extricate themselves.

Facing Fuhai's face, Gu Lian shouted angrily, "Get out of here", and suddenly turned into thousands of heavy palm shadows. Fuhai was electrocuted and fell away. The seemingly fierce offensive completely disintegrated the ice. This is another move.

Yang Jing couldn't scream and broke into this big house that I don't know. At this time, the other people's eyes disappeared, and Bai Shiyun and Fuhai looked at each other in shock.

Yang Jinggang swept into the inner courtyard, and Gu Lian chased after him.

Yang Jing knew that he could not escape far, so he moved his heart to the deep house of this family and rushed to the lighted door.

Gu Lian was like a shadow, and suddenly grew faster. In an instant, he chased him two feet behind him and killed him with a finger.

Yang Jing rose from the ground in surprise and avoided the finger that could pierce the wall. He banged the door lock with his shoulder and rolled into the mansion close to the door lint.

Gu Lian snorted coldly and grabbed it like a whirlwind before crossing the threshold. The light in front of him was shining, and the cold front came to his face. He was not in a hurry. One finger popped up. Unexpectedly, the knife light flashed again, and changed the angle and cut it to his lower abdomen.

Gu Lian was stunned and secretly thought what kind of weapon it was. It was so fierce that he turned over and jumped up. When he crossed Yang Jing's head, he grabbed Yang Jing's Tianling cover with five fingers in his right hand.

Yang Jing moved and squatted down slightly. Using the captured guy, he picked up the sharp blade in his hand for a moment, and the roar resounded through the mansion.

"Ding!" Gu Liancai cloth turned into a two-day rope, with curved fingers at the tip of the knife.

Yang Jing hummed and fell to the ground. With a wave of his hand, the oriental knife that broke the tip of the knife turned into an electric light, and took off his hand and shot to Gu Lian. With a knife as a weapon, I am somewhat capable, of course, without the help of Su Qianyang.

Gu Lian stretched out his feet and flew the colorful cloud ribbon. Yang Jing jumped on the tile in surprise. Unexpectedly, these damn cloth belts chased after them. Yang Jing waved his knife and retreated.

Gu Lian smiled and said, "You seem to have suddenly regained your confidence. I don't know why?"

Yang Jing looked up to the sky and smiled and said, "You can't win. But when I die, what's the big deal? I didn't expect that I came to Qingcheng to meet the people in Yangfu. I'm unwilling to go back like this. Look at the knife!"

Gu Lian sneered slightly at the corners of his mouth and looked at Yang Jing's strange footwork. Daguan Dao also kept changing its angle and attacked himself. My heart trembled. Yang Jing suddenly changed like another person. Is the moment with the knife really his strongest moment?

Yang Jing attacked like a tiger, and the sharp edge of the bottom of the shield cut down the shadow, and the strong wind rushed in.

Gu Lian smiled and took back the colorful cloth, picked up a shelf full of bamboo poles beside him, and pressed more than a dozen pieces like weapons connected to the top of Mount Tai.

Yang Jing scolded angrily. Move sideways and hit another flower pot on the ground.

Gu Lian picked up another bamboo pole rack and pressed it to Yang Jing. He bowed left and right with both hands and kept pulling out the bamboo pole. For a moment, it was like rain and throwing it at Yang Jing, and every throwing was full of strength. Yang Jing suddenly had a faint intention to hurt himself.

For a while, the chaos in the mansion was extreme. Yang Jing waved his knife and picked up the thrown bamboo pole while avoiding the pressed shelves. The sound of metal impact and the sound of weapons falling to the ground are endless, like thunderstorms all over the sky. Moved to this big house.

A moment of noise sounded, and there were more and more people, but they also looked at it from afar and dared not make more noise.

Yang Jing complained in his heart and didn't know how many "bright weapons" he had blocked the other party, and "when" there was a big shock. The big knife made of fine iron was about to pick up a bamboo pole moved by the other party, only to find that there was only half of the big knife left.

Yang Jing was shocked that his only support was gone.

Gu Lian is not to give Yang Jing a chance to breathe, but the way of playing just now, which is the most depleted of Zhenyuan, so he has to take some time to condense Zhenqi before he can take action again.

Yang Jing's eyes, ears, mouth and nose are all oozing blood. The shape is extremely horrible, but his eyes are still firm, which is completely a spirit of fighting hard.

So far, the two have fought fast, and the series of actions that others have to complete for a long time have been completed, but they have been completed in an instant. Therefore, starting from the battle in the arsenal, at this moment, they will never exceed the time of a cup of hot tea, which can also know the tragic danger of the battle.

Yang Jing knew that he was the end of a strong crossbow and couldn't hold on any longer. He turned his mind and retreated to the back wall with the weapon.

Under the sensation of the air machine, Gu Lian's angry eagle flew over and hit Yang Jing with all his palms.

The house is full of strong wind.

The bright moon rises.