The sound of the collision of sword Qi and knife Qi reverberates in the mountains and forests. Every inch of it rippling, it pulls down a jungle.
The sword Qi is like a net, so Peng Yiming breaks through the net with sword Qi and is reborn.
The sword Qi is like a mountain, so it shakes the mountain with the sword Qi.
The sword is as strong as the river, so it can turn the tide with the sword.
This is a fight to the death. At least, the man with the knife has a will to die heart.
If he had to say that he had any regrets, he just thought that if he could die in Tianxing palace a hundred miles away, it would be OK.
It''s a pity. It''s in Tenglong mountain.
Can tenglongshan really rise up like a dragon?
A battle has been going on for two hours.
During this period, none of the four people wanted to stop Chen Xueen, which made Peng Yiming feel strange. After all, since they can catch up with him here, they can''t be unaware that Chen Xueen is still with him this time. Even if Peng Yiming is confident, even if these people really want to catch up with Chen Xueen, it is not difficult for him to stop them and delay Chen Xueen more time with his knife.
But they didn''t even have such an idea, which made Peng Yiming feel very strange.
But soon, he came back to himself, his pupils contracted suddenly, and asked, "are you deliberately letting Chen Xueen go, and then leading Shaozhu and others to Tianxing palace?"
One of them finally laughed.
"You''re not stupid, it seems." Listening to that person''s voice, he always feels dry and very uncomfortable. Normal people speak through vocal cords and through the mouth, while this person''s voice seems to come out of his throat.
"Ha ha, no fun!" Peng Yiming said, "this day you are doing too much!"
"Why do you say that?" The man frowned and asked.
"Even if you don''t use such a trick, in fact, we will kill you in Tianxing palace." Peng Yiming said with a smile.
"..." the four sages were speechless.
In fact, they are still very curious. Even if he is already a practitioner of Lingjiang realm, he can''t think that Tianxing palace is easy to bully?
Can they imagine the inside information of the largest sect in the seclusion world for so many years?
For example, the sage Zhu Tian, who appears in front of Peng Yiming, is only a card in the Tianxing palace.
Can they think that there are only four of them left in Tianxing palace besides one white eyebrow?
Ridiculous to the extreme!
"In any case, today, you will die here!" With these words, the dry talking Zhutian sage rushed to Peng Yiming again.
Peng Yiming''s big knife handle jumped on the palm of his hand and drank: "good come!" Then he rushed over.
Pull a hair and move the whole body, when the man toward Peng Yiming rushed, the remaining three people, also from different directions toward Peng Yiming pressure.
After the fierce battle before, they also realized that the cultivator of Lingjiang realm was definitely not so easy to deal with.
They dare not drag on because they are afraid of other variables.
Five people from the mountain to the hillside, and from the hillside to the foot of the mountain.
Looking on, Tenglong mountain, which used to be lush and luxuriant, seems to have been torn off a piece of skin by an immortal. A bare straight line stands between the peaks, perpendicular to heaven and earth, showing a ferocious face. The aura in Peng Yiming''s body was completely infused into the sword in his hand, and the blade was still shaking desperately, as if he had been given life.
For a long time, Peng Yiming stood in the middle of the four, his clothes had been tightly attached to his body, sweating. On his forehead, in his hair, there were dense beads of sweat falling down his cheek.
His hand holding the knife was shaking, as if he could not hold it at any time.
After thinking about it, he tore a piece of broken cloth from his clothes and wrapped the knife firmly in his hand.
In this process, the four sages didn''t rush on.
It''s not because they are soft hearted, nor because they respect Peng Yiming''s character.
In their eyes, Peng Yiming is their enemy, the enemy of Tianxing palace. In this case, why do they think so much? Even Xiao Yao is not the kind of person who will be kind to the enemy, let alone them?
The reason why they don''t do it is because they are recuperating.
Peng Yiming is like the battle of a trapped beast, so they are at leisure?
When the cage beast regardless of life and death to fight back, it also gives them a big problem.
"Come again!" Peng Yiming sank into Dantian. After a drink, he raised his sword high again.
It''s another round trip, but this time, Peng Yiming has a sword mark on his body.
However, one of them, Zhutian sage, who was at the peak of Linghe later period, was also cut by Peng Yiming.
It doesn''t seem like much, but if you think about it carefully, you''ll realize that it''s a loss business. Even if Peng Yiming really killed one of his opponents, one life for another, Peng Yiming has only one life, but now there are four saints in front of him.
Kill one, don''t you have three more?
Peng Yiming has no time to think so much. No matter from which angle, the current situation is very unfavorable to him.
The only thing he can do is to pull a few more people on his back before he dies. When he gets to the bottom, when he sees the brothers in Yunxiao hall, at least he can shout at the top of his voice. I''m not sorry!
That voice is dry, like the highest cultivation of Zhu Tian saint, unexpectedly lead, and Peng Yiming tremble together, a sword at the end, and then hand out a sword.
The remaining three are waiting for an opportunity to kill Peng Yiming in this way.
This gives Peng a headache.
In terms of strength and mood, this old guy can''t be his opponent at all. However, he has to be on guard against the remaining three people at the same time. God knows when they will suddenly kill him?
All of a sudden, another Zhutian sage of Lingjiang realm joined the battle, stabbing Peng Yiming''s chest with a sword.
Peng Yiming kicked his opponent back, but suddenly a cold wind came from behind. With years of keen intuition, he was slightly on one side of his body, but he still got a sword and went straight through the right side of his waist. Fortunately, he avoided the key point.
He put out his hand to cover the wound and stepped back, his face turned pale for a moment.
"Mean!" No matter how good Peng Yiming''s character is, he also wants to curse his mother at this time.
It used to be pleasant, but now it''s completely under pressure, and we have to be on guard against these people all the time.
It''s like cat and mouse.
His heart, indeed, has been depressed to the extreme.
"Hum, if you were more powerful, you would be able to kill the four of us. What''s so mean?" One of the sages said, "before you killed three Taoists in succession and crushed them with the realm, it''s not mean?"
"..." Peng Yiming thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt that what others said was quite reasonable!
Those four people seem to have been completely worn away by Peng Yiming''s patience, and they are killed towards Peng Yiming at the same time.
Four Swords intertwined to form a sword array, which trapped Peng Yiming firmly.
"Break it for me!" After Peng Yiming stood up, he roared, and his knife raised a wave of anger.
The four men didn''t even shake, but they still came to kill Peng Yiming.
"I really have to die here?" Peng Yiming is extremely sad.
Subconsciously, he turned and looked southeast.
"Young master, temple master, brothers of Yunxiao hall, I''m afraid I can''t ride on the heavenly palace with you..."
However, just when Peng Yiming was ready to die, there was a loud thunder over their heads.
Then a pillar of light came down from the sky and pushed the four men back, and defeated their sword array.
"It''s not dead yet, ready to lie in the coffin?" Some vicissitudes of a voice, like the cloud from the top of the upload.
Then, in all directions, there were more than a dozen people heading towards them.
"Taoist Xuankong, you dare to be the enemy of Tianxing palace!" The voice of the dry day of the sage at the top of his head angry way.
A white robe fell from the sky in front of the four, blocking Peng Yiming behind.
"Why not?" Taoist priest Xuankong snorted coldly, waved the dust in his hand, and scolded, "you can kill people, but I can''t save people? What''s more, should the secluded world be the world of your heavenly palace? "
"..." look at me and I''ll look at you one by one. They all have a headache.
If only a Xuankong Taoist priest wants to make a move, they will not have a chance.
But now, there are several rising auras around them.
Obviously, this time Taoist priest Xuankong also pulled out their family background of Honghuang road.
"Do you think you are the only one who can keep the four of us?" The sage asked.
"Don''t you think so?" Xuankong Taoist priest asked coldly.
All four of them looked a little ugly.
"Don''t worry, I don''t plan to leave you. So, as long as you retreat now, I promise I won''t force you to stay. How about that?" Taoist priest Xuankong asked.
"Yes, let''s kill this guy in Yunxiao hall!"
Xuankong sighed and looked at the sage who had been slashed by Peng Yiming, saying, "I really don''t understand. Are you stupid alone or are all the people in Tianxing palace stupid? Do you still think that the initiative is in your hands? "
Then, the empty road is long, and it is a squint, a great pride. "Now has the final say."
“……”
In the end, it was the most powerful sage Zhu Tian who made a quick decision. With a wave of his hand, the four turned and left without any delay.
Even though Taoist priest Xuankong really has no way to keep them, under such circumstances, they still want to kill Peng Yiming, which is a dream. work not completed!