As soon as you pass the martial arts training hall, the light suddenly opens up, and a large courtyard no less than the size of a training ground appears.

The Jin Yiwei who were originally in twos and threes stood up suddenly when they saw them walking in, and immediately formed a three-talent formation of three, one person with one sword, facing different directions.

When some Jin Yiwei saw Jin Yiming walking in, they couldn't help shouting "Qianhu!"

Jin Yiming looked at this group of people, then at Ji Huangao and the other three. He shook his head, shook his shoulders, turned his head and did some stretching, and there was a crackling explosion sound all over his body. He was so angry that he left.

After a week, full of energy, Jin Yiming raised the golden sword and shouted, "Today I am not Jin Yiming, the royal guard. I am here to save people. You are welcome, your martial arts skills are real! If you can block me, just take action. If you can't block me, just take action."

Yes, you don’t want to fight me, just watch. I have been studying for thirty years, and today I want to show you the secret of the golden sword technique." After saying that, he made a horizontal stroke with the sword and rushed forward.

Ji Huangao quickly grabbed him and said, "Stop a moment, leave this to me."

"What's the meaning?"

Ji Huangao didn't answer him. He took out a piece of incense stick in his arms and prepared to light it.

The twenty-four Jin Yiwei looked at Jin Yiming nervously, and no one paid much attention to this action.

Ji Huangao's plan was that even if he could successfully defeat the 24 Jin Yiwei, it would still be a fierce battle. He was probably exhausted, so how would he face Feixue later.

After Wu Yiguo and Ji Huan's high sand table deduction, they decided to use poison in this level, and then swarmed up to fight Feixue in the next level. At that time, there was no need to talk about the morality of a duel in the arena. They did not pay attention to the number of people and the number of people. Saving people was the priority. At least Nie Fu would be dragged away.

Living in Feixue, Wu Yiguo and Ji Huangao entered the imperial prison to rescue the Six Gentlemen.

Once Little Biangan Incense is ignited, it will release colorless poisonous smoke. This smoke is pushed by internal forces and is highly toxic. Although there is no danger to life, once you smell it, you will faint immediately.

But just as Ji Huangao was preparing to light the fire and poison him, a black figure flew over from Ji Huangao's right side, accompanied by a cold and white sword energy.

The four people looked in the direction where the sword energy came from.

The four people standing from right to left are Ji Huangao, Nie Fu, Jin Yiming and Wu Yiguo.

The first one to react was Nie Fu. He struck the black figure with his right hand with a sword. But at that moment, he was worried that it was Feixue, but the natural reaction of his body when facing the enemy made him unable to stop himself.

action.

Nie Fu's sword is faster, but the shadow is faster.

The black shadow flashed to the inside and approached Ji Huangao. Ji Huangao held a bottle in his right hand and a fish intestine sword in his left hand. The fish intestine sword also quickly thrust towards the black shadow, trying to block the black shadow's attack.

The black shadow ignored Nie Fu's big sword and fish intestine sword. He ducked slightly and pointed the snowflake-like sword energy towards Ji Huan at an incredible angle, with an arcing sword shadow behind him.

With a bang, everyone heard Ji Huan scream.

The black shadow floated away suddenly, and stood in front of the four people in an instant. It was as quiet as an abyss, and moved like wind, thunder and lightning. It moved and stopped as if it had never moved.

Ji Huangao looked at his right hand and couldn't believe his eyes. His right hand had been neatly cut off below the tiger's mouth, and the blood on the wound spurted out three feet like arrows. The fish intestine sword in his left hand had already been caught.

Unable to hold on, he fell to the ground. He held the broken hand with his left hand in pain, and fell to the ground.

Wu Yiguo and the other three people were shocked and gathered around. Wu Yiguo pulled off his belt, quickly tied the wound on the severed hand tightly, and took out the Jinchuang powder in his arms and sprinkled it on the severed hand. But the powder did not help, and they were all sprayed.

The blood was washed away. Seeing the situation, Jin Yiming tightened his belt tighter and tapped the acupuncture points on his upper arm in the hope of stopping the flow of blood.

Nie Fu quickly picked up the fish intestine sword and looked around for Ji Huangao's severed hand, but he didn't find it when he looked around.
Chapter completed!