"You're fast. ”

He didn't see this trick clearly.

"Try it. ”

Mo Chenxiao stretched out his hand to signal, and Wen Renju held the sword in his hand, but he didn't move for a long time.

He is not an ignorant person, and the actions of the person opposite are too casual, as if he does not take him seriously, and only treats him as an ordinary person.

"It's not that I have a grudge against you, but that if you live, many people will not be able to live, which makes me have to kill you. ”

Hearing this, Mo Chenxiao's eyes blinked lightly, "Your words are very reasonable, remember it, if you don't die today, you will understand in the future." ”

"Yingying, you stand back. ”

"You beware. ”

Lu Ying's body is Lanzhi grass, which greatly weakens her combat ability, and her essence is not good at fighting, but it's okay in the demon race, generally so, entering the human race, is the object of being challenged by others.

Hearing that Renju lifted the sword, the momentum on his body was condensed, the long sword was full of brilliance, and a subtle sound slowly came out of the sword, this sound contained a certain frequency, it was the sword body that vibrated slightly, and then he made a move, and the long sword seemed to slide a streamer, and a sword stabbed at Mo Chenxiao.

Such a sword looks extremely ordinary, it is a straight stab, but when the sword approached, Mo Chenxiao's ears moved, and he heard the sound of the sword, and raised his hand to snatch the soul of the blood chain, the crystal red chain was in the air, and the long sword collided, and after a dazzling brilliance, all the crystal red exploded into powder, and Mo Chenxiao took the opportunity to retreat.

"Sword Discipline. ”

Mo Chenxiao looked at Wen Renju squarely and looked at it seriously.

Wen Renju's beard is a big handful, bright white, his eyes are very godly, it seems to be a dark deep pool, in the eyes, there is a deep sea dragon, his figure, at first glance is very ordinary, but if you look closely, you feel that this person is very upright, like a pine on a lonely cliff in a high mountain, let the wind and rain blow, he does not move, up and down his body, there is no trace of fat, the shape is like a breeze, moving like thunder and fire.

He didn't care at first, but when he thought about it carefully, Wen Renju should have realized something, and he had a strong will, which supported him, not decaying, although he was old, but not weak, but improving, not the kind of ten evil ghosts, long-term seclusion, and the will was consumed.

"Everything has its own laws, fire has the rhythm of fire, water has the rhythm of water, the appearance of the sword, naturally also follows a certain meaning, there is its special rhythm, but there are not many people who can realize this rhythm, you can realize the rhythm of the sword, and master it, use, it is indeed not simple. ”

This is a person who understands the law of the sword, he understands that even if he has the blood demon, it will not be so easy to win, the blood demon is difficult to get close to his body, once he perceives the crisis coming, his body, will vibrate a special rhythm, like the skin is breathing, at that moment, his skin will exhale, regularly exhale, blow away the blood demon, although this strength is not strong, but it is enough to blow away the mist near his body, forming a certain isolation zone.

This is only the primary comprehension stage, if you go deeper, it is the mage's nemesis, not his kind of speed and explosion to form a powerful destructive force, in this way to restrain the mage, his restraint is more thorough, the sword rhythm moves, the surrounding environment will be empathetic, everything is naturally under his rhythm, the mage's spells are difficult to release, even if they are released, they will quickly collapse, and there is no need to deliberately attack the mage.

Wen Renju understood the law of the sword, and his attacks, every blow became ordinary.

Thorn, tease, pluck, stroke, slash.

His attack, like a beginner martial artist, is carrying out the most basic exercises, such moves, seemingly very ordinary, in fact, due to the influence of the sword law, each blow has become extraordinarily powerful, even if it is a boulder, under a stab, it will penetrate directly, and under a stroke, the boulder will be directly cut, the incision is very smooth, in fact, there are subtle ripples.

Mo Chenxiao was reluctant to use the blood chain to capture the soul, his crystal red chain was not for Wen Renju, a dagger appeared in his hand, a magic dagger ghost.

Holding the dagger, his mind was suddenly calm, like an assassin who had been standing in the wind and rain for a long time, even if the wind and rain thunder and lightning were combined, it was difficult to move his eyebrows, and the dagger had a ghostly light flickering, which was the magic light, the basic feature of the demon weapon, but the light on the dagger was more deep, like the iron of the abyss, and the forest was cold to the bone.

The dagger and the long sword struck, the jingle sound was very pleasant, it seemed to be a moving melody, but in fact, only the parties concerned could understand that under this melody, what kind of danger there is, every confrontation between the long sword and the magic dagger, there is a killing force, if there is a slight deviation in size, this killing force penetrates, it will cut a wound on the opponent's body, if it is grasped properly, so that the other party can not deal with it, there is no need for the weapon to contact the body, this killing power, will directly cut the opponent's body.

Mo Chenxiao understands the law of swords, but he doesn't comprehend it, and he can't comprehend it, just like a lot of things, it's easy to say, and the truth seems very simple, it's nothing more than comprehension, comprehension is there, comprehension can't be comprehended, even if you hold it every day, it's still useless, he understands the sword law, but he doesn't comprehend, his assassination at this time is not some kind of rhythm, but grasping the opportunity, relying on his own induction, blocking the opponent's long sword, and at the same time cutting off all the killing power.

The scope of influence of the battlefield is not large, only between the fists and feet, Lu Ying is standing behind him, Lan Wenyu is under the eaves opposite, most people are far away from the courtyard, watching from a distance, such a fight is not outstanding, they just expect Wen Renju to be able to get rid of the demon, kill Mo Chenxiao, kill Lu Ying, and return the peace of Xiaoyou Town.

After a blow, Wen Renju put away his sword and retreated, Mo Chenxiao's application of the dagger was superb, such an attack could not work, but he naturally didn't just play like this, he heard Huang Xin Wen Renju, the reason why he called this name was because of his kung fu.

Baiwen is to describe his consciousness, to know all kinds of states, and to understand all things.

Huang Xin is what he describes his exercises, as well as his sword theory.

His name is Wenren Ju, when he practiced that exercise, he deliberately took the chrysanthemum as his sword theory, for this reason, he deliberately studied the chrysanthemum for a long time, and his internal strength was released, which can form a flower sword chrysanthemum, these sword chrysanthemums are all his sword carvings, and the lethality is very powerful.

For decades, he was no longer a beginner, he was well-versed in sword science and created his own moves.

"Flying lightsaber. ”

Wen Renju shot again, but it was a completely different momentum, the fight just now seemed ordinary, in fact, the murder machine was surging, but now he shot, the sword light was splashed, it was very gorgeous, and a large stream of light bloomed from his hand, which was actually a very fast sword, coupled with the sword rhythm shock, formed this large piece of flying light, these flying lights, each piece is an extremely powerful killing move, want to avoid it, it is very difficult, Mo Chenxiao clenched the dagger in his hand, stepped on it, and the speed was directly mentioned to the extreme.

"Racing, instant killing. ”

The speed of the limit, coupled with the instantaneous movement, the dagger in his hand shattered a large piece of flying light, and most of the sword light was actually avoided by him, but his purpose was not so, but to kill the Wen Ren Ju, a touch of ghostly smoothness, but listening to the ding, his figure stopped abruptly, and then floated away like a willow leaf.

The figure turned in the air, the toes stepped on the ground, the figure rushed forward, the dagger slashed hard, Wen Renju long sword flicked, the void rippled, and an invisible force rushed him away again.

The current battle scene looks very dangerous on the surface, his figure rushes to kill from time to time, and fights with Wen Renju in close combat, but in fact, Wen Renju is best at hand-to-hand combat.

Many figures came from afar, their steps were fast, like a wild goose moving south, neatly aligned, very solemn, their hands were all carrying weapons, their faces were cold, they didn't say a word, Wen Renju left a signal, they followed the signal, and came directly to Lan Wenyu's mansion, with a light and vertical body, standing on the courtyard wall, full of slaughter, staring at the courtyard.

These people are all Wen Renju's subordinates in the dark fang, Wen Renju himself is not in the dark fang on weekdays, but lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests, the mountains and forests are quiet, suitable for Wujian.

The people in the dark workshop do not show their faces on weekdays, they are dressed in black, they leave the dark workshop and change into the clothes of Zhuangzhong, although they are also black, but they are not pure black, but they are strong clothes with patterns.

It's not the first time they've been on a mission, and they have a certain reputation in the outside world, so as soon as they appeared, many people were exclaiming.

"It's from Luzhuang. ”

"Lu Yangyuan's people, is Lu Yangyuan here?"

Lu Yangyuan is the person in charge of Lu Zhuang, and he is also one of the three disciples of Wen Renju, his cultivation is the fifth order, and he is very famous in the entire Shou'a, and it is he who has started Lu Zhuang's reputation.

But his reputation is not as good as the reputation of another disciple of Renju, who is also his senior brother, Bai Yiyuan.

The Fushan Bai family, under the rule of Shou'a, is one of the most nominally powerful places.

Decades ago, there may still be people who know that Bai Yiyuan and Lu Yangyuan are both disciples of Wen Renju, and for decades, people who know these things no longer mention it, resulting in very few people who know about this matter, and ordinary people don't know anything, and Wen Renju is also very low-key, over the years, he has been concentrating on the sword, trying to go to the next level, and gradually faded out of people's sight a long time ago.

The man in black was dressed in hunting, standing on the courtyard wall, not acting rashly, just calmly observing everything.

The battle between Mo Chenxiao and Wen Renju has reached a fever pitch, full of sword light, dagger slashing ghostly light, both of which are extremely fast, their bodies flashing, chasing the wind and shadows.

"Flying Flower Sword. ”

Wenren chrysanthemum's hand shook, shook out nineteen yellow chrysanthemums, these chrysanthemums, all blooming with brilliance, streamer agitation, dazzling, Mo Chenxiao dagger slashed, a chrysanthemum split, the chrysanthemum contained in the brilliance suddenly exploded, trying to cut him to pieces, such a move, very fierce, the sword light crossed, the ground slate was cut, if it was cut on his body, the result can be imagined, even if his skin is tough, it is difficult to resist.

Eighteen chrysanthemums were still circling and looming towards him, and if he only used a dagger, even if he could completely shatter the chrysanthemums, he would inevitably be injured, and the injuries would not be light.

"Bloodchain Soul Snatcher. ”

The crystal red chain spread into the air, colliding with the chrysanthemum, and was not afraid of being broken, the chrysanthemum exploded, and his crystal red chain also exploded from time to time, and the crystal red debris was sprinkled and turned into red mist, and when he was surrounded by chains, it was absorbed again.

He didn't want anyone to know about the nature of the Scarlet Chain.

Cracking the Flying Flower Sword, he withdrew the crystal red chain, the dagger was still in his hand, and he crossed it in front of him and swiped lightly, the ghostly light flickered, and his eyes looked at Wen Renju.