Chapter 663

Qiao Feng slapped xuanci and was about to chase him while he was winning. Unexpectedly, at this time, five figures rushed at him from all directions. Qiao Feng had to postpone meeting the enemy.

"Khitan dog, everyone has to kill it. Let's go together!" Someone shouted, waved a knife and rushed to Qiao Feng in the regiment.

Immediately, the responders were like clouds. Qiao Feng was surrounded by the enemy and could hardly see his figure.

This scene is exactly the same as the battle of juxianzhuang.

At the critical moment, Qiao Feng didn't care to keep his hand. At present, he killed several people, and his blood was completely aroused.

"It is shameless to defeat a few with many!"

At this time, huang shang drank like a devil's voice, which is the great method of sound transmission and soul searching of Xiaoyao sect.

He jumped into the crowd like a big bird, butted against Qiao Feng's back, and repeatedly took out his palms. With his strength, more than ten people screamed and fell to the ground. Just at this time, someone shouted and punched Huang Shang's back heart. Huang shang hardly took action after learning his martial arts. He was caught off guard in the face of a sneak attack.

However, before the man looked happy, he felt that the fist was like hitting cotton. He was sucked by death, and his internal power surged towards the yellow clothes like a torrent. He immediately looked frightened!

The person next to him didn't know where he was and wanted to help him. Unexpectedly, he was attracted as soon as he met this person. He came and went, but he touched a lot of people.

"Huagong Dharma!"

Chen Guyan of the beggars' sect screamed, waved the three whip in his hand and hit huang shang head.

Beiming divine skill has a drawback when absorbing power, and it can't move itself.

Seeing that Chen Guyan's attack was coming, and Qiao Feng was surrounded by dozens of people, Huang Chang was anxious, so he had to ignore himself and forcibly reverse his internal power to break free, but in this way, he would be eaten back.

At the critical moment, he only heard a loud drink, and the knife light flashed in front of him to block Chen Guyan's blow.

"Yellow helmsman, Qi liulai!" Qi liupao drank and attacked Chen Guyan with three knives in succession, which made Chen Guyan retreat again and again. He had only the power of parry.

On the other side, he Xie fought alone with more than ten xuanzi generation eminent monks, who have steadily gained the upper hand.

As the saying goes, many ants kill elephants. Moreover, the eminent monks of the xuanzi generation in Shaolin are not ants. They each master one or two seventy-two unique skills, and their internal power is very strong and difficult to deal with.

After all, he Xie's skill has greatly increased. It's not what it used to be. The sword in his hand haunted him. In such a short time, four xuanzi generation eminent monks died under his sword.

These monks suffered a loss. They knew that he Xie had deep internal power, strange sword potential and elegant body method, so they dared not fight him head-on. When they wanted to fight, many people would fight together. If they missed, they would never be greedy and escape in an instant, while the others immediately made up for it and would never give him time to breathe.

They thought that this would kill He Xie, but they didn't know that it was not as great as the pressure they brought to He Xie.

Random boxing can kill the teacher, but the routine is definitely the best.

After two or three rounds, three more bodies were lying on the spot. The monks were finally desperate and anxious.

"Evil thief, take your life!"

An eminent monk of the xuanzi generation flew forward with a desperate roar and grabbed at He Xie, with his palm shining faintly.

He Xie recognized that this was Shaolin's stone hand. Then he waved his sword and cut his wrist. Unexpectedly, the monk didn't hide or flash. Instead, he kicked his foot and hit him quickly!

At the same time, he Xie was attacked by two monks behind him, and the three sides attacked him, so that he Xie could not hide!

Brush.

When the sword fell, the old monk's wrist was broken, but his body also came to He Xie like a shell.

At the same time, the two monks behind him took their palms together, one beating He Xie's back heart and the other patting He Xie's left shoulder.

An old monk came down from the sky and gave directions to He Xie Baihui acupoint.

Seeing that there was no way to heaven and no way to the earth, he Xie was in no hurry. He suddenly took a breath of real Qi, and his body rushed into the sky like a thunderbolt and lightning. He fell down from the top of the old monk's head. Then he turned over like a civet cat. The next moment he changed his position with the old monk, and the dead old monk returned to the ground instead of him.

Bang bang!

He Xie's movements were swift and ingenious. When the old monk's body landed, the other three monks noticed that it was wrong, but it was too late to withdraw. At present, the three attacked and fell on the old monk's body, and his upper body was deformed and distorted.

Brush!

When he Xie waved his sword, the three old monks below were suddenly as stiff as lightning and did not understand, while he Xie turned over another kite and rushed at the other two old monks not far away like an eagle attacking a rabbit. Behind him, the three old monks fell obliquely to the ground, but at that moment, they were stabbed by He Xie's sword from the left shoulder blade and broke their heart veins.

"He is crazy. Let's go together!" Shan Zheng, who was besieging Qiao Feng not far away, saw that half of the Shaolin eminent monks were dead. He was so anxious that he shouted and rushed to He Xie first.

At this time, everyone was red eyed. Shan Zheng roared, and hundreds of people rushed to He Xie.

He Xie killed an old monk again with a sword, but he was forced back by another old monk's tablet throwing hand. His body circled like a top and retreated to the air. Suddenly he laughed and threw his sword into the air. Immediately, the two middle finger fingertips continued to shoot an invisible sword.

Poof poof!

In an instant, more than a dozen people burst open the blood mist in front of their chest and fell to the ground screaming!

When!

Shan Zheng blocked the attack with a blade, but was stunned by his internal power, and his blood surged. He Xie was much stronger than he Xie when he was in Juxian villa.

He Xie points out repeatedly. He combines the invisible sword Qi of six pulse divine sword, ginseng finger and various fingering methods of Shaolin. He is sharp and powerful. He can be called the most powerful long-range attack in the world. Who can stop it when he displays it at this time?

At present, the formation of the heroes has been in chaos and has been suppressed to flee everywhere.

He Xie reached out to catch the falling Xiao Lian, roared and shot directly at the chaotic crowd. Where the sword shadow passed, people fell like cutting leeks!

He Xie quickly killed a pair of wear, turned his head, but saw a long knife cut off.

"Die!"

Someone roared angrily, not just who?

This knife is powerful and heavy. It can be said to be Shan Zheng's most proud knife.

But he Xie took the sword and drew a circle forward. Shan Zheng immediately lightened his wrist, and the big knife in his hand and his forearm fell to the ground.

Before he could react, he felt a numbness in his chest, suddenly his strength disappeared and fell to the ground with a plop.

Before he died, he only saw he Xie's head pass by him without looking back.

He suddenly realized that his hatred had never been paid attention to by the other party.

"Dad!" Five screams of horror and indignation came together, but it was Shan Zheng's five sons.

"Hey!" He Xie agreed and killed him with a sword.