The black shadow, wearing a mask, blocked the front of Prince Liu Zhi and landed on the ground.

He immediately looked up at Si Wuya who was rushing from the sky and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, retreat!"

"No matter what, block him!" Liu Zhi said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

The masked man burst out with a strange aura, stepped upwards, and slapped out his majestic palm prints with his palms.

Si Wuya frowned. Unexpectedly, there was such a master beside Prince Liu Zhi. He immediately flapped his wings and swung down.

"Um?"

The masked man didn't expect that Si Wuya wouldn't fight him at all, and rushed directly towards Liu Zhi.

The speed is too fast!

Si Wuya, with wings, was no slower than the small flying chariot, let alone Liu Zhi lost the flying chariot.

Whoosh, whoosh.

The Tiangang needle is shot.

The masked man flashed behind him, and he had great magical powers.

"You have that little skill?"

Bang bang bang bang!

Continuous punches hit Si Wuya's wings.

Si Wuya still ignored the masked man and used his strength to swoop: "Thank you!"

A pair of wings suddenly broke away and merged into one.

The light dissipates.

Slapped forward with one palm.

The peacock feather formed a stream of light, accompanied by the Gang Needle, and shot Liu Zhi.

Liu Zhi looked shocked and burst into blocking the qi.

Bang!

The peacock feather easily broke through his protective energy and slammed heavily on his chest.

puff!

Liu Zhi was severely injured and flew backwards to the tree. Bang bang bang bang, and three towering trees were broken.

Si Wuya did not stop moving.

Instead, continue to run forward.

The masked man cursed inwardly: "Damn it!"

Even though he felt that Si Wuya's strength and cultivation were not very good, this kind of unreasonable playing style made him very angry.

Immediately use the great magical technique.

It flashed in front of Si Wuya and slapped it out with a palm!

Bang!

Si Wuya blocked his arms, flipped backwards in the air, and stabilized his body and landed on the ground.

On both sides, it became quiet.

"The general situation in Yanzhou City has been decided, why should you struggle?" Si Wuya said.

"Everyone is just his master. His Royal Highness has given up Yanzhou. Why do you chase after him?"

"Just kill the enemy."

"Just Savior."

Si Wuya said disdainfully: "Crown Prince Liu Zhi has been obsessed with alien culture since he was a child. He once danced alien dances in the East Palace. In order to pursue what he likes, he even did not hesitate to bring wolves into the house. Such a master is worthy of your protection?"

"The king, the king, the minister, the father, the father, the son, the son, the rebels are full of nonsense." The masked man said in a deep voice.

"A foolish and loyal person is sad and lamentable."

"court death!"

The man in the mask brought out his fist and his body was as bright as lightning.

Bang bang bang bang!

Si Wuya slapped his palms and the two fought together.

The masked man showed amazing combat power. With each move, he pressed against Si Wuya's body, and his fist energy passed through his body protection energy. For a moment, he pushed Si Wuya so hard that he could not fight back and retreated repeatedly.

Bang!

Push two fists!

Two fists hit Si Wuya's arms at the same time.

Si Wuya retreated again.

The masked man said, "It seems that not everyone in Motian Pavilion is that strong."

If it were Yu Zhenghai, he would choose to run away without hesitation.

"It's too early to be proud!"

Si Wuya flipped his palm and the peacock feather spiraled in the palm of his palm.

A series of needles shot.

Small in number, but powerful.

The masked man clapped his palms continuously and knocked the needle away.

Until the last thick Gang needle flew in front of me, many small Gang needles suddenly split.

One of the needles slashed the mask on his face at an extremely strange speed.

Click!

A crisp sound rang

This means that his mask was cut by the needle.

The mask slid down as the needle dissipated... and fell to the ground.

"It's you? Lu Hong!" Si Wuya recognized it.

"It's me... Si Wuya, the Demon Heaven Pavilion destroyed my Hengqu Sword Sect and killed my Hengqu disciples. As the head of the Sword Sect, how could I sit idly by the way?"

Si Wuya shook his head and said:

"Hengqu Sword Sect provoked the Motian Pavilion several times. If the master knew that you were so obsessed with it... I'm afraid..."

The implication is to destroy your entire Hengqu Sword Sect.

Lu Hong smiled and said, "So... if I kill you today, no one will know!"

The fist bursts out!

Lu Hong rushed forward.

Si Wuya retreated repeatedly, raised his palms, and kept pushing away his fist.

Bang bang bang bang!

Two people advance and retreat.

Si Wuya retreated and then retreated.

Bang!

Si Wuya flew back to the air again to avoid his powerful attack.

Lu Hong smiled and said, "But that's it."

Si Wuya didn't care about his ridicule.

Instead, he glanced at the prince Liu Zhi lying on the ground and said, "Liu Zhi will die."

Tap under your feet.

Si Wuya flew into the air.

At this time, he threw the peacock feather in his hand into the air.

The peacock feather forms a golden peacock, instead of falling on his back.

The peacock rotates, and the needle is like rain.

"The Great Compassion Fu."

It is rumored that those who practice the Great Compassion Poems can use this skill to the extreme by raining blood in the sky, and ghosts cry at night. The Great Compassion Poems combined with the Peacock Feather can bring this skill to its extreme.
To be continued...