This house is more than 20 meters long and eight meters wide. It is majestic. There is a beam about three feet thick running through the entire ridge. At the same time that the member of the Flying Claws who was stabbed by the steel gun fell down, on the west gate,
After stomping desperately, the beams suddenly sank, causing the roof to collapse. The tiles flew and dust filled the air. Ximenlang and hundreds of Flying Claw members all fell down.
Many members of the Flying Claw team cried and howled horribly, and the steel claws thrown out fell into the air, like refugees falling into the ruins after a major earthquake. Ximen Lang clicked his left foot on the huge beam, like a phoenix in nirvana.
Soar into the sky again and fly
He jumped onto the east gable wall, stood on his tiptoes again, and flew like a dragonfly to another house more than ten meters away. He used his remaining skills to maximize his magic skills, flying over the eaves and walls of each building.
It was so fast that I could only see his shadow.
Thousands of Huamen members were chasing after them on the ground, shouting in panic, "The enemy is running eastward, brothers, chase after him quickly, don't let him escape..."
Ximen Lang hugged Xiao Muqing and ran wildly up and down the many buildings, jumping up and down like Spider-Man. Looking far away, he found that fifty meters away was the courtyard wall of the Huamen General Helm, and outside was a large dense forest. In his heart
There was a glimmer of hope, and I thought to myself, as long as I can get out of the main helm and into the woods, I can almost escape from this place.
With a little hope, Ximen Lang ran as fast as he could, like a raging hurricane. In the blink of an eye, he was less than ten meters away from the courtyard wall. He flew up from the last house and wanted to
Leave Huamen General Helm.
The person chasing behind him kept a distance from him and shouted, "Oh no, that guy is going to run away."
"Hurry up, hurry up and chase..."
Ximen Lang was in mid-air, and when he saw that the courtyard wall was less than six meters away from him, he thought to himself: "God bless me, Qingqing and I can escape this disaster..."
However, fate seemed to be against the troubled boy. Someone on the ground shouted in a hoarse voice: "Where to run?"
A green figure suddenly flew up from the ground, rushing towards Ximenlang like an eagle. This was an old Taoist in his fifties, with a pale complexion and dull eyes. He was carrying an ancient sword that was mottled with time behind him.
Ximen Lang said angrily: "You are looking for death..." His right arm shook, and the two-and-a-half-meter-long steel spear stabbed past him, as if a poisonous snake was coming out.
The Taoist priest flashed sideways in the air and snorted coldly, "You don't overestimate your capabilities!"
"Canglang!"
The ancient sword came out of the body and flashed with silver light. The Taoist cut off the spear in Ximen Lang's hand, and then changed his move and stabbed Ximen Lang in the chest.
Ximen Lang was frightened because he saw such a sharp sword. He hurriedly avoided it and fought fiercely with it while holding half of the spear shaft.
Everyone on the ground saw the Taoist priest and shouted in surprise: "It's the zombie Taoist priest, he intercepted that kid."
"That's great, that kid can't run away..."
The zombie Taoist priest, whose name is Lieyangzi, is one of the Eight Secrets of Huamen. He wields the ancient cang pine sword. Four of the Eight Secrets of Huamen have gone out to perform tasks and have not returned, and the other four are responsible for guarding the general of Huamen.
The latter are the flying bat Diao Yuanqian, the deadly peach blossom Liao, the murderous Maitreya Fang Ba La and the zombie Taoist priest Lie Yangzi.
Feng Erlie thought that he could easily subdue Ximen Lang by dispatching three of the Eight Juemen secretly. Unexpectedly, this boy was like a steel man. After being caught in the ghostly clutches of the Flying Bat, the Stick Team tried their best to defeat Ximen Lang.
He survived the beating and still had fatal attack power. As a result, all three of the Three Jue were seriously injured and unable to stop him. He had no choice but to urgently dispatch the zombie Taoist priest Lie Yangzi to stop Ximen Lang.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged several moves in the air. Ximenlang was seriously injured, and both his strength and flexibility were greatly reduced. He only had about 50% of his usual power, and he was already at the end of his strength. Lieyangzi held the pines in his hands.
The ancient sword flashed like a silver snake, stabbing out five swords in a row, forcing Ximen Lang's figure to continuously retreat. The gun shaft in his hand was cut into pieces and fell down, leaving less than a foot in his hand.
The time he stayed in mid-air had exceeded the limit. Ximen Lang dropped down, raised his hand, and threw a foot-long wooden stick, followed by three willow leaf flying knives aimed at Lie Yangzi.
The flying knives drew a silver light in the air. Although they were launched later, they arrived first, which surprised Lie Yangzi. He hurriedly waved the cang song sword and knocked all three flying knives away in a very embarrassing manner. However, the gun barrel came quickly and hit him.
on the chest,
As if being hit by a heavy hammer, his body fell back several meters and fell to the ground. He felt the blood surge in his chest and felt very uncomfortable. He swallowed hard and suppressed the blood that surged into his throat, and then he stopped.
Spit it out.
A piece of gun barrel actually had such power, which surprised the zombie Taoist priest, and he thought to himself, this young man's martial arts is so good, if he is not seriously injured, I really am no match for him.
Before Ximen Lang, who was holding Xiao Muqing in his arms, landed on the ground, hundreds of members of the sword team in yellow swung their green steel swords and stabbed into the air. The silver light shook like rushing waves, and the chill was endless.
.
Ximen Lang no longer had the strength to stand up, so he could only let his body fall down. He glanced at the hundreds of long swords that were stabbing fiercely from below. He had no way to dodge, and a look of despair appeared on his face. It was over, everything was over,
I am going to be buried in the sword net, Qingqing, we are going to die, and we can only be husband and wife in the next life!
The bodies of the two fell rapidly. Ximen Lang's feet were less than three feet away from the green steel sword thrust from below. Just when he was in despair, golden light flashed through the air, and a flexible rope flew over like a long golden snake.
, fiercely entangled between his waist and hips, and then his body was involuntarily pulled forward by the rope, flying straight towards the courtyard wall of the main helm.
Two people appeared on the courtyard wall more than two meters high. One of them was a beautiful girl wearing a black skirt. She had a graceful figure. Her long skirt was blown up by the breeze, revealing half of her long, snow-white legs. Her face was full of anxiety.
with an expression on his face, holding a strange-looking black scimitar in his hand.
The other one is a little girl in a pink skirt. She is only about 12 or 13 years old. She has a sweet appearance, is innocent and cute, and is clearly a top-notch little luoli. What she is holding is this rope mixed with gold threads.
, at the end of the rope was a golden rope dart, hanging under her right hand.
The two girls have an extraordinary relationship with Ximen Lang. They are Gui Ji and Gui Ling, who were originally disciples of the Gui Sect. The former’s real name is Gan Ninglian and the latter’s name is Qiao Ling’er. At the critical moment when Ximen Lang was about to die in the sword net
Suddenly appeared, Qiao Ling'er took action decisively, threw out the other end of the rope dart, wrapped it around the waist of her sweetheart, and pulled him out of the whirlpool of death...