The man who jumped out of the helicopter was Ximen Lang. In mid-air, his starry eyes flashed and he saw that Qiao Yuer was being held hostage by Wu Lihai, and the Yinhong Sword was pressed against her neck. He was shocked. As his left wrist shook, two hidden weapons broke through the air.
He walked out and ran straight towards Wu Lihai, who was wearing a white robe.
The two hidden weapons were a willow leaf flying knife and an iron ball. They were different in weight and volume, but their speeds were almost the same. It can be seen that after Ximen Lang broke through the eighth level of Hunyuan Kung Fu, his hidden weapon kung fu has made great progress.
Among them, the target of the flying knife was Wu Lihai's head, and the iron ball hit his right wrist holding the Yinhong Sword. It was a painstaking effort to force him to dodge and protect himself, so that he would not have time to hurt Qiao Yu'er.
Of course, this is also a manifestation of Ximen Langyi's boldness. If there is a slight error after the two hidden weapons are fired, Qiao Yu'er will be hurt. Because he is sure of this, he dares to fire the hidden weapons.
Both are hidden weapons, but the flying knives and iron balls launched by Ximen Lang are completely different from Qiao Yuer's flying forks. Not only are they ten times faster, but they are also more than ten times more powerful.
Wu Lihai was startled when he saw two hidden weapons coming towards him, which seemed to be chasing people's souls. He hurriedly dodged to the side.
The flying knife and iron ball flew close to Qiao Yuer's body and drilled straight into the soil. This shows how powerful the power attached to them is.
Seeing that Qiao Yu'er was not injured at all, Ximen Lang let out a long breath and landed on the ground, just in front of her. He turned his head and said softly: "Yu'er, are you okay?"
The sweetheart suddenly fell from the sky, which made Qiao Yu'er feel like she was in a dream. She looked at the young man wearing a black tuanlong uniform with long hair tied into a tassel in disbelief, and asked in a sleepy voice: "Xiao Lang, is that you?"
"Of course it's me."
Qiao Yu'er burst into tears with joy. She opened her arms and hugged her lover tightly. She choked and said, "It's great, Xiaolang, you are finally here. Otherwise, you will never see me again..."
There is nothing more touching than when your sweetheart suddenly appears to help you out of danger when you need help the most. Although Qiao Yuer was extremely strong when facing the enemy, she could no longer hold back her tears at this time.
Luo. muttered: "That guy with vitiligo is very shameless. He wants to molest me..."
Ximen Lang had a frosty mask on his face and a murderous gaze shot out from his starry eyes. He looked at Wu Lihai opposite and cursed: "Asshole, you dare to touch my woman, you are really looking for death..."
When he first saw this young man wearing a black robe flying down, Wu Lihai couldn't help but be startled, and then he recognized that he was their mortal enemy of Beihua Sect. He sneered and said: "It turns out to be you little bastard. Damn it, I can't tell who is looking for death.
, I will let you be the ghost under my sword today."
Ximen Lang smiled disdainfully, "Okay, let's ride on the donkey and read the songbook, we'll see." He lightly patted Qiao Yu'er's arm with his left hand, and said softly: "Yu'er, let go first, and see what I do.
Kill that vitiligo to avenge you."
Qiao Yuer opened her arms, wiped the tears on her face with her hands, and said, "I want you to chop off that bastard's head..."
Ximen Lang smiled proudly, "Don't worry, I can do it."
Qiao Yu'er retreated, and many members of the Xiaotian Gang immediately surrounded her to prevent the second boss from being hurt again.
Ximen Lang said coldly: "Vitiligo, come here and die!"
Wu Lihai cursed angrily: "Get out of here, do you have vitiligo? I have to chop you alive..." He took a step forward, and the Yinhong Sword's sword light surged, stabbing towards the opponent's throat, as if it was extremely dangerous.
The vicious silver dragon roared towards us.
Ximen Lang sneered and raised his right hand, only to hear a clear dragon's roar resounding in the air. Then, in the surprised eyes of everyone, the blood-coagulated sword was unsheathed, forming a red glow, like the bright morning glow on the horizon.
The coming silver light rushed over.
There is knowledge about the unsheathing of the blood-coagulating sword. It can appear quietly without making a sound, or it can make a roaring sound that is shocking to the soul.
This time, in order to frighten many members of the Beihua Sect, Ximenlang deliberately poured his deep inner strength into the sword body, so that when the sword was unsheathed, it was shocking to the heavens and the earth, making ghosts and gods cry.
In an instant, the red light and the silver light collided, and the two kinds of light exploded like explosions, spreading to a radius of three feet, making everyone unable to open their eyes.
Almost everyone was attracted by this strange sight. Even the two enemies who were originally fighting to the death stopped temporarily and cursed at each other: "Damn, let's fight again later. Let's see how our elder Bai Mang kills that one."
For a puppy."
"Get out of here, I'll beat you later. I'll do your mother-in-law's work. You should watch how Vice Elder Ximen chopped off the head of that vitiligo dog..."
Both sides scolded each other, but they had the same opinion. They both wanted to see this rare master showdown, so they stopped temporarily and stepped back more than ten meters, staring intently at the two people fighting together in the middle.
The McDonnell Douglas Explorer helicopter in the sky landed smoothly on the grass outside the crowd. The Lei sisters got out of the cabin, jumped up, flew up lightly, and landed on the top of the helicopter, looking over with bright eyes.
When Wu Lihai saw that the other party actually pulled out an extremely weird red long sword that could compete with his Yinhong Sword, Wu Lihai couldn't help but be surprised. He snorted coldly and cursed: "You little beast, I say you are so confident. It turns out you don't know what's going on."
Na Tao got such a broken sword and tried to compete with my sword. You are really overestimating your capabilities."
Ximenlang sneered and cursed: "Damn it, don't think that you are the only one who has a sword and no one else has one. How can you still pretend to be so cool?"
"Really? It's not certain who will win!"
"Then we'll see..."
Suddenly, the two swords suddenly separated, and the two of them showed off their unique skills and started to attack again, both with fast and fast routines. There was only a soft jingling sound, the two swords kept colliding, and the red and white lights sometimes skyrocketed and were extremely dazzling, and sometimes shrank.
He hesitated in replying, and in the end he couldn't see clearly the figures of the two of them. He could only see two shadows, one black and one white, moving up and down in the light, flashing back and forth.
Today, Ximenlang's Hunyuan Gong has reached the eighth level, and he has received the Arrogant Lingyun Sword Technique taught by his father. His deep internal strength and exquisite sword techniques complement each other, just like a god. After more than ten moves, he began to gain the upper hand, and the red light became wider and wider.
Forced Wu Lihai to keep retreating, Yinmang's circle began to shrink.
When the fight reached its peak, Ximen Lang roared loudly, jumped into the air, held the sword in both hands and launched a thunderous strike. Without any skills, the blood-coagulated sword struck straight down.
Wu Lihai hurriedly raised his sword to block, only to hear a "crack" sound as the blood-coagulated sword struck the Yinhong sword...