The swords and swords and shadows from all directions were surrounded by numerous sieges. They could not think of what else could be better than the Hall of Hell.

Kong Chen smiled and said, "Then let's ask the King of Hell to testify to us!"

Qu Weisan said: "Yes!"

The guards were like wolves and tigers, and the folding fan in Kongchen's hand had been knocked away. Fortunately, Qu's sword was rescued in time, otherwise Kongchen would have died under the sword of the guards.

Kongchen said, "The song has not dispersed, I seem to have no strength anymore. I'm going to wait for you at Naihe Bridge?"

Qu Weisan said: "I don't have the strength anymore, let's go together!"

Su Chongjing said sternly: "There is still so much nonsense when you die. What are you waiting for? Cut them into meat paste for me!"

Qu Weisan and Kongchen looked at each other, and their eyes were calm, but they were just dead. Now, death was not terrible to them.

At this time, three swords were slashing towards Qu Weisan. Although Qu Weisan raised his hand to stand up, he knew that he could not hold it. At this moment, he was already at the end of his strength, and the opponent's internal strength was still very strong.

Just when Qu Weisan and Kongchen thought life and death were just in this moment, suddenly, a loud bang north of the crowd exploded, and three guards who could not dodge were blown away.

Then, there was another roar in the northeast corner, and two more people exploded.

At the same time, there was a roar in the east, and no one was blown up this time, but a rockery there was blown up and rocks.

The few explosions surprised these guards. No matter how good the martial arts skills are, they will be injured when facing such an explosion. They can't help but feel that everyone is in danger, and they are even more afraid that the next sound will be by their side. If they lose their arm and legs, their skills will be nullified.

When the first sound rang out, Qu Weisan was also shocked. Taking advantage of the shock of the master of the Three Yin Swords, he removed his strength, and the sword in his hand slid down and swept past. The three of them were injured and quickly retreated.

And at this time, it was the second and third updates that were roaring one after another.

Qu Weisan and Kongchen had already been determined to die and were ready to try their best. After all, there was no hope of escaping, and both of them were seriously injured.

This is because Su Chongjing didn't take action again. If he took action again, it would be impossible for them to last until this moment.

Unexpectedly, such a sudden change occurred. No one knew how this change came about. No one knew whether the creator of this change was an enemy or a friend.

Kongchen and Qu Weisan didn't expect anyone else to help them in this way. However, since there was chaos here, even if it was not for helping them, it gave them a chance to breathe.

At this time, a figure appeared from behind the tree behind Kongchen. He whispered to Kongchen and Qu Weisan: "Why don't you leave quickly?"

Kongchen and Qu Weisan couldn't help but widen their eyes. The man was thin but extremely flexible, like a monkey, and he was interspersed in the crowd. He cut open the night sky like a bright moon in his hand. Wherever he passed, he saw blood.

A silver mask was worn just right against his face, with a delicate mask.

He was carrying a sword on his back. Although only one hilt was exposed, there were gems inlaid on the hilt. Under the moonlight, you could still see the two seal characters "Xuanyue" on the hilt.

This person is Yan Qinglei, the silver-faced man?

Why did he come?
Chapter completed!