This middle-aged man is naturally the second-ranked figure of the Yingui Sect, and he will live up to the side of "Demon Impression". He looked up and down at Huan, then snorted coldly and said:

"What are you saying, can you be fascinated by this greasy and pink boy? If you hadn't seen that you were still in a perfect state, the uncle would have grabbed him long ago and torture him."

Wu Huan sighed, moved his body and instantly pulled away ten feet away, landing on the side of the Yingui Sect. He looked at Shen Yuanjing with resentment, as if he was blaming the other party for not trying to keep him.

She took out the double slash of the demons, gave a gift again, and said, "Mr., Wu'er is helpless. You can't blame him, otherwise Wu'er will be sad."

Li Jing had already guessed that the person who came was Bian Bush, and his face was solemn, and he stood on Shen Yuanjing's side with a knife on his back.

Seeing that he still had a trace of murderous intent, Bian Bufu judged that this person was not easy to deal with, so he said, "Elder Dan, I'll leave this black-faced boy to you."

Li Jing felt a stern and said to himself: "This person must be Danmei, the 'silver-haired witch'. He will fight to the death this time." He took a deep breath and was about to step forward.

Shen Yuanjing reached out and stopped him, and said carelessly: "Brother Li, let's get behind, just a few small people, there is no need for you to do it."

Li Jing was stunned, stepped back, thought for a while, and said, "Young Master Shen, you can use this knife first."

Shen Yuanjing waved his hand and said, "I'm not good at using a knife, so you can keep it and defend yourself. There is no need for weapons to deal with them."

The solemnity in Huan's eyes flashed and she laughed softly: "Your husband, don't be too arrogant. Uncle Bian has been famous for thirty years, but he is not as easy to deal with as Huan."

Shen Yuanjing said disdainfully: "It's just a waste, it's so great."

After hearing the conversation between the three, Bian Bufu was not upset and said with a smile: "Wan, this is not the time for you to have sex. When the uncle of Master will catch this kid, ask for news about Mr. Yang's treasure, and after the fabrication, I will leave some fragments for you to be a toy."

Shen Yuanjing stopped talking and walked forward slowly. He quickly passed by Wusai and took the initiative to join the Yingui Sect to stand in the middle.

The two black and white women had a deep understanding and suddenly took action, destroying the burning branch beside them, and when the darkness became even worse, they swung the short knife in their hand out.

The knife face was pitch black, and if it weren't for the white moonlight tonight, it would be almost impossible to see. At this moment, two black shadows came suddenly, attacking the left shoulder and the right shoulder, making him unable to dodge.

Shen Yuanjing stretched out his hand and bounced it at the same time, and his two fingers hit the black knife like a heavy hammer, bounced it away. The two black and white women pulled the iron chain and moved it gently. The two knives swung in the air and slashed straight towards his legs.

He was about to make some moves, but the black shadow flashed in front of him, but Bian Bufu jumped into the air and fell to his head with one palm. Two sharp energy came from behind him, and it was clear that it was Huan's double slash of demons without looking at it.

The Yingui School obviously attached great importance to this move, and came from up and down, left and right, forming a net that surrounded Shen Yuanjing. Li Jing couldn't help but take a step, and Danmei shook her body and blocked her front.

Shen Yuanjing was not panicked at all. He moved forward, letting Zhuan's double slashes, and then jumped gently, stretching out his fingers to point his palm to the side.

Two swords under his feet immediately passed by, and the two black and white women each had iron chains. The double chains were knocked in the air, and the two swords were cut up diagonally. The monk was not merciless and rushed forward, chasing him with both slashes.

The most threatening thing is the palm that is still alive on the head, like a rock falling. In contrast, Shen Yuanjing's finger is a small sapling, which is particularly weak.

With a "swish", the fingers and palms collided first, and Bian Bushu screamed and flew backwards. Shen Yuanjing pulled up half a foot out of thin air, stepped on two black knives with his feet, and kicked backwards.

The sharp aura pierced at Wan's feet, and she quickly stopped her pace and let the tips of the knife pass. The attack was lost.

After a moment of fighting, the few people stopped each other. Bian Bu Shu went to the back of his hand, poking a hole for the other party, and blood gushed out.

He used his skills to stop bleeding and said with a gloomy face: "Good boy, I underestimated you." After that, he suddenly rushed forward and instantly reached Shen Yuanjing's front. He shook his hands and poked two blue rings out of his sleeves and hit each other's shoulders.

At this moment, he still wanted to capture the other party alive, so that he could ask about the whereabouts of Yang Gong’s treasure. At the same time, the two black and white women also approached the front, each holding a short knife, and stabbed Shen Yuanjing’s lower abdomen and waist.

Wu Hua dragged a long sigh, but rushed towards the other party's vest, with a very strange attack. She knew Shen Yuanjing's martial arts, so she naturally did not dare to hold back at all.

Among the four attacks, the attack of Wuya was the most fierce, while the Bian Bush came the fastest. Shen Yuanjing stretched out his right hand and quickly moved forward. From an incredible angle, he passed through the Bian Bush's double ring and pointed it on his left hand.

Bian Bufu screamed again and quickly retreated. There was an extra hole in the same position as the palm of his left hand, and blood flowed to the ring.

Shen Yuanjing did not pursue his body, and his body shook slightly, took a step forward, stood in the empty position of Bush, and hit his palms out.

The two black and white women hurriedly turned the short sword and moved upwards to protect themselves. But if the two of them had not been in time for the double slash of the devil in the devil, they would have died of hatred.

Shen Yuanjing took a step back, and two "ding" sounds, double slashes and two short swords collided with each other, and they retreated again. This time the siege was not completed.

Bian Bufu wiped the blood on his hands and said gloomyly: "This kid is very skilled in martial arts, or may be comparable to the sect leader, don't hold back." After that, he looked at Wuya fiercely and said: "Wangya, use your real skills. Now is not the time to find a lover."

Wu Hua sighed and said, "Then you must be careful, uncle." She took the lead in attacking, and the double slashes were cut in the air for two and a half months, as if it was up and down, as if it was left and right, which was hard to figure out.

The two black and white women stopped approaching, held the swords and threw them out suddenly. At the end of the two swords, they collided in the air, one up and one after another, and took Shen Yuanjing's forehead and lower abdomen.

Before Shen Yuanjing could move, the two women pulled the thin chain again, slashed with a knife, circled towards his chest, and flew up and down, not knowing where to land.

The side is bullied around to the side, and the double rings rotate in the hand, but they don’t take action. They just block the other party’s way and wait for an opportunity to move.

Shen Yuanjingfang was about to dodge forward, but suddenly, the Demonic Art of Lucky created a suction force out of thin air, pulling him to the point.

Bian died of great joy. According to his understanding of the Demonic Art, Huan was not to stop him from moving, and could also strip away all the true energy he used, just like a fish that had reached the shore. Wouldn't he be slaughtered?

He gently hit the double rings in his hands, shot them back and forth, like a pair of silver discs chasing each other, and then covered Shen Yuanjing's head.

If this move is solid, Shen Yuanjing's head will be broken and he will definitely be lifeless. If he wants to escape, he can pass the double ring, but it will be injured in the hands of the other three Yin Gui Sect.

However, Shen Yuanjing's understanding of martial arts tricks was so clever. All of this seemed to be rapid, and in his eyes it seemed to have slowed down several times. The situation and destination of each person and each move were very obvious.

He suddenly stretched out his left hand and grabbed it into the air. The short knife of the woman in white fell into his hands like a tired bird throwing a nest.
Chapter completed!