clang!

Three sounds of gold and iron clashing sounded at the same time, and sparks shot out.

Although the strength of the three Heisha dead soldiers' swords was astonishing, they were far from enough to face Jiang Yi, and they were beaten back a few steps.

The tiger's mouth of one of them was even torn open, and bright red blood flowed out, but his expression did not change at all, as if he could not feel the pain in his hand.

With a kick, the three of them came up again, like machines that only know how to kill, without any emotion.

On the other side, five or six Heisha dead soldiers surrounded Yi Jifeng, among them were two masters who had taken the secret medicine to stimulate potential, their strength soared, and their eyes glowed red.

Taixuzi and Zhang Junbao dealt with the remaining ten Heisha dead soldiers.

Several disciples of Tai Xuzi had only practiced some simple fists and kicks, and their martial arts were extremely poor. They were not opponents at all against this group of dead soldiers who had been carefully trained, and they were beaten to the ground.

Fortunately, Taixuzi and Zhang Junbao still had some strength, so they could protect them so that they would not die.

Jiang Yi looked at the three people who were unafraid to swing their swords again, his brows were slightly frowned, his figure suddenly stepped in, and he got into the gap of the sword light at an incredible angle.

Then the black knife light flashed away, and it was cut at a wonderful angle like a frightened bird flying through the sky.

puff!

A Heisha dead man was instantly decapitated by the light of a knife, his head rolled to the ground, and blood shot up into the sky like pillars.

The black knife light did not stop at all, and it drew an arc, slashing on the arm of another Heisha dead soldier holding the knife.

The sharp knife light easily cut through the muscular arm.

Then, a severed arm held the steel knife tightly and flew into the air.

Jiang Yi retreated abruptly, and swiped the Black Lingdao with his backhand, and the sword's energy shot out, sinking into the chest of the dead Heisha soldier behind him.

puff.

Accompanied by a muffled sound, a hole the size of a fist was pierced in the chest of the Heisha dead man by the saber energy, which was transparent from front to back.

With two bang bangs, the two Heisha dead soldiers with severed heads and broken chests fell straight to the ground.

Before Jiang Yi could adjust his breath, the Heisha soldier with the broken arm looked stiff and expressionless, as if he couldn't feel the pain of his broken arm at all. He rushed forward to Jiang Yi, raised his left hand and struck out loudly.

call!

The iron fist pierced through the air, and the strong wind howled.

It's a pity that the three of them could not fight Jiang Yi together, and now there is only one person left, let alone Jiang Yi's logarithm.

Jiang Yi waved his saber, and the black saber was like water, and the black light flashed across the neck of the Heisha dead man.

At this moment, pink petals all over the sky fell silently from the sky, and a faint fragrance floated in the air, confusing people's eyes and ears.

A slender whip shadow suddenly flashed, flew out from the petals, like a long snake, and wrapped around Jiang Yi's neck silently.

The timing of the sneak attack chosen by the visitor was very ingenious, and it was just when Jiang Yi's saber power was about to be exhausted.

"Matchmaker!"

Jiang Yi recognized the attacker's identity, his eyes flashed coldly, and he forcibly changed his moves with the long knife in his hand, facing the long whip, and slashed away obliquely.

It's just that this knife is a temporary change, and its power is inevitably insufficient.

"when!"

The long whip was extremely tough, and it also contained a strange feminine force. When it collided with the blade, a spring force was generated, which shook the long knife away and made a crisp sound.

Then, an extremely cold palm force suddenly pierced through the air and hit Jiang Yi's ribs.

It is the matchmaker's famous stunt: cold ice palm.

This palm technique is extremely powerful, once it hits, the yin and cold inner strength will entangle in the body like tarsal maggots, which cannot be eliminated. In the original plot, Qin Sirong once got hit by a palm, if there is no Yi Tianxing and Mingjian Villa Even if she was treated with spiritual water, she could not escape death.

Facing this palm, Jiang Yi didn't dare to underestimate it. His feet slipped, and his figure seemed to fall down. His upper body suddenly leaned back, and his body bent into an arch bridge.

The long knife in his right hand stabbed towards the ground behind him, as if he wanted to use the blade to stabilize his fallen body.

puff.

The sharp blade of the black feather knife sank nearly a foot into the ground.

Ah!

There was a faint scream from under the ground.

Then the soil layer on the ground rolled and surged, and it was pushed out more than ten meters away like a wave. With a bang, the blood slave broke out from the ground.

It's just that his right arm is empty, because Jiang Yi just cut off his arm in the ground.

Jiang Yi turned over and stood still, flicked the blood on the knife, and sneered:

"If you want to sneak attack on me, you are still a little bit late."

Ever since he practiced ten steps and one kill, his perception has reached a state of subtlety, and any disturbance within a radius of more than ten meters cannot escape his perception.

Moreover, he himself knows the art of robbing centipedes, and even the slightest movement underground can make him feel that something is wrong.

The blood slave just wanted to sneak attack him underground, but he made the wrong idea, and he took the opportunity to cut off his arm instead.

The Blood Slave's already white face became even paler, and he stared at Jiang Yi with vicious eyes, as if he wanted to bite off a few bites of meat from him, and squeezed out a few cold words from between his teeth:

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