"He has reinforcements!" Aning could naturally see that Yang Hui's arrow was used to call people, and he suddenly felt a trembling heart and a desire to retreat.

But on the other side, 6 Yu had already made the first move. The dark dragon shadow was ready at his pen, and the hideous and huge mouth was about to choose someone to eat in a moment!

Aning could see it, but he was very confident in the combined attack skills of the two, and felt that Yang Hui's reinforcements could kill him before they arrived.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Aning had to make up his mind and take action.

The gray-white sword light stretched out in the air, like a white dragon hidden among the black clouds. It turned gently like water waves and merged with the black dragon at the end of the six-feather pen, turning into a fierce and unrestrained storm, roaring towards Yang Hui sitting on the horse.

Yang Hui held the longbow for hunting in his left hand, and while shooting an arrow with his right hand, he drew out the long sword at his waist. He waved the longbow as a short stick with his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand slashed obliquely. The two crossed energy were like the claws of a wild beast in desperate situation, and with the strength of Yang Hui, he rushed towards the oncoming Double Dragon Storm.

But his full force was swallowed up by the storm that covered the sky and the sun. Two broken sounds sounded almost at the same moment, and then they disappeared into the roar of the dragon.

Half of the sword blade flew backwards like a windmill, spiraling and poking to the ground. The broken bow body was also raised high, but the end was still wrapped with contributions, so it did not fall.

And their owner was also knocked off the horse by the rotating two dragons. In front of the storm, his tall body was as unbearable as fallen leaves in the autumn wind, and could only be at the mercy of the wind and waves.

The horse he sat down was hit by the force of the mountains at altitude, and a series of sounds of bone shattering sounded around him. It made a sharp scream, and then it fell to the ground like a pool of mud, with blood foam constantly gushing out of his mouth. I wonder if he could survive. Aning's instructions to 6 Yu's broken horse's legs were obviously unnecessary.

But for this horse, the bad luck has not ended. The six feathers in the air fell down and fell on it. Then they stepped hard on the horse's back and pounced on Yang Hui, who had not yet stood firm like a hunting tiger.

Behind him, the poor horse let out another miserable wail.

Aning couldn't bear it, so he deliberately avoided it and stepped onto the snow beside him, and then continued to chase after the 6 birds.

The two-dragon playing with the beads together was unstoppable, but it also brought a lot of burden to 6 Yu. After one move, 6 Yu felt the qi and blood surging in his chest, and a stream of passionate blood flowed backwards, wandering around his throat.

He knew this was a sign of vomiting blood, but looking at the good situation in front of him, how could he be willing to give up?

So he secretly used his true energy and forced the mouth of blood to suppress the hot blood. His empty left hand flipped up, like a scorching sun falling from the sky, hitting Yang Hui's head!

At the same time, Aning's sword light also rushed up from the side. The sword light was sometimes full of like a jade plate, sometimes like a silver hook. Invisible sword energy came and went, just like the breeze under the bright moon.

This time, the combination of 6 feathers of Great Sun Tathagata Palm and Aning's Yuebai Fengqing. This combined attack technique, 6 feathers called it - Sun and Moon Twinkle!

In a flash, the light and shadow of the scorching sun and the bright moon were intertwined, covering each other and forcing Yang Hui. Sometimes the scorching sun is in front, and sometimes the bright moon catches up. The light and shadow intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

Faced with such erratic moves, Yang Hui, who had not yet stood firm, felt dazzled and overwhelmed.

The broken bow could no longer be used, so Yang Hui could only raise the broken sword and use his most proud move - a hundred birds looking at the phoenix. The silver sword light instantly outlined hundreds of birds of different shapes, stretched their necks and claws, and flapped their wings to fly. It was like a thousand troops composed of birds, which was spectacular.

However, in front of the sun and moon, the fierce birds were just a group of moths flying to the fire. The ink-colored silver moon shrank and shrank, and countless birds turned into debris in the sky and disappeared with the wind. The broken blade, more than a foot long, also turned into pieces like smashed pottery, and fell to the ground.

The next moment, the palm of 6 feathers like a scorching sun reached Yang Hui's head. Yang Hui suddenly flashed to the right, avoiding the vital points above his head.

But the palm of 6 feathers was as fast as lightning, and it hit Yang Hui's left shoulder in an instant, making a dull "bang". Yang Hui's collarbone suddenly broke from the interruption and collapsed along with his shoulder. The arm also hangs down like a dead snake, throwing the longbow that broke into two pieces to the ground.

The internal force as hot as the scorching sun poured in from Yang Hui's shoulders and exploded in his chest. A volcanic breath rushed upwards, and a stream of passionate blood spurted out from Yang Hui's mouth.

At this time, Liu Yu's legs had been kicked out in succession, like two straight spears, aiming at Yang Hui's chest and shooting away.

Yang Hui's broken blade had been shattered, and his left arm was also broken by his palm. So 6 Yu wanted to take advantage of the victory and succeed in one fell swoop!

However, his own internal injuries were much heavier than Yang Hui. When he kicked out his right leg, he could no longer suppress the surging blood. His chest involuntarily shrank inward, and a bloodline spurted out from his mouth like a rainbow after the rain.

As soon as the blood arrow came out, the heart-devouring pain suddenly exploded. 6 Yu bent up like a shrimp, and his kicked legs also tilted to the side, which was avoided by Yang Hui with a slight difference. Instead, the blood arrow he spewed out hit Yang Hui's face, making his face covered in blood.

As his feet landed on the ground, 6 Yu couldn't help but spew a stream of blood. But this didn't matter to him, because the blood he had spewed out before had already covered Yang Hui's eyes, forcing him to put the remaining hand in front of him to wipe it.

Life and death are only between the front lines. Six birds endured the severe pain, concentrated their internal strength at the end of the pen, and waved their hand to write a horizontal stroke!

This horizontal line fully displays the word "fast", like a meteor breaks through the sky, like a feather arrow breaks away from the string. But it also looks extremely light, like a dragonfly squids from the water, like a catkin in the wind. It didn't even raise a trace of wind, and then pierced Yang Hui's neck and poked a little scarlet red.

It was obvious that the castration was not over. As long as it drew two inches downward, it would be enough to cut Yang Hui's throat and end his life. At this time, Yang Hui had completely fallen into the offensive of 6 feathers, and it was too late to hide.

Looking at this situation, Aning's tense eyebrows finally relaxed a little. His fingers holding the sword also relaxed slightly, which restored a trace of blood to the joints that were white due to excessive force.

Originally, she planned to use the third style of the White Snow Sword Technique "Canggou White Clothes" and combined with the horizontal combination of 6 feathers "so the dead". But now it seems that this combination technique named by her is no longer necessary.

"But the name of this trick is really suitable!" Aning sighed in his heart.

But at this moment, two sharp sword lights suddenly lit up! One drew a silver thread in the air, piercing the back of 6 feathers; the other one slashed downwards, falling to Aning's head like a thunderbolt from the sky.

"Be careful!" Aning had only time to shout this to 6 Yu, and had to raise his sword to greet him. This move, which should have been used for the ultimate kill, could only be turned into self-protection.

The two swords intersected, and a clear sound came straight into the sky. The opponent's sword move was not very clever, but the force was very powerful. Aning relaxed his vigilance before and took action a little hasty. As one went up and down, he was defeated by the opponent with one move.

On the other side of 6 Yu, when he felt the deadly sword wind, the pen had already penetrated half an inch into Yang Hui's neck. As long as he moved forward a little more, Yang Hui would be out of life. So 6 Yu's blood surged, and he could no longer tolerate anything else in his mind. He just wanted to kill the enemy who killed his father on the spot and talk about the rest later.

Fortunately, Aning's shouts hit his ears like a heavy hammer, making him regain a trace of calmness. He resisted the desire to kill his enemy, and Liu Yu flashed to the side, avoiding the vital points in his heart.

But the wind-like sword energy still swept under his ribs, leaving a narrow and long blood mark.

The sharp pain under the ribs immediately made the breath of 6 Yu scatter and couldn't help but spray another mouthful of blood. His feet staggered around, and the slightly dispersed eyes immediately lit up again due to surprise.

The one holding the long sword of blood was Zhu Fang with a murderous look on his face!

"You are..." 6 Yu wanted to ask why he wanted to attack him, but as soon as he spoke, Zhu Fang's serial quick sword came to his sight again, so he had to lift up the golden pen and struggle to resist.

If the competition is fair, 6 Yu's martial arts are only stronger than Zhu Fang. But now his old injuries have not healed and new injuries have been added, and the courageous spirit that Yang Huishi relies on has also dissipated when he takes the move. At this time, he can't even exert 30% of his normal strength, so how can he be able to withstand the murderous Zhu Fang?

After a rain of swords, Liu Yu's body was pricked with holes. The bright red blood gushed out from the wounds, and in a blink of an eye it soaked her clothes.

On the other hand, when he was fighting against Aning, Zhu Fang's friend Ouyang Xun. Ouyang Xun's martial arts were naturally worse than Aning, but the previous battle with Yang Hui consumed a lot of Aning's internal strength, and Ouyang Xun's purpose of attacking was to disturb the enemy, so Aning was trapped in the spot by his sword and could not escape for the moment.

Yang Hui, who had almost died a moment ago, became a spectator on the wall. He sealed the acupoints around the wound on his neck, then picked up the broken longbow, and while circulating his internal force to regulate the injuries in his body, he watched the four people in the field suspiciously.

The internal injuries and blood loss blurred the vision of 6 Yu. He felt his feet shaking constantly, as if standing on a raft in the wind and waves.

Liu Yu knew that he could not hold on for long, so he mustered up Yu Yong, tried hard to push away Zhu Fang's long sword, and used an elusive "spotting" move.

The sudden counterattack of 6 feathers caught Zhu Fang off guard and was immediately hit by the pen tip.

He was so painful that his five fingers loosened and his sword was out of hand. However, he waved his arm and hit Six Feathers' wrist.

Six birds just rely on one breath to support themselves. When he smashed them like this, his fingers suddenly softened and he threw the golden pen out. At the same time, his arm was swung to the side, revealing the empty door on his chest.

Zhu Fang took advantage of the situation and moved forward. His palm, which was full of internal strength, entered the palace and crashed into the chest of 6 feathers like a galloping horse!

The power of this palm is enough to open the monument and crack the stone. If the 6 feathers hit this move at this time, they will definitely be killed on the spot!

"Is this the final ending?" Looking at the palm that approached like the gate of hell, Liu Yu smiled bitterly. He was powerless to avoid it and could only wait for it to pat on his chest.

But it did not hit the chest of 6 feathers.

Because before that, a petite figure suddenly rushed between the two of them, hugged 6 Yu tightly, and used her back to face the fatal blow!

With a "bang", the palm hit her back without bias.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!