The sword light struck, the world was very sad, I only had one finger, one side of life, one side of death, life and death became a disaster.

Pointed!

Liu Weishuang was silent!

At this moment, all the sadness in his eyes dissipated, and in its place, it was shock.

He had seen Yang Xuan attack twice, and he had also seen Yang Xuan use his way of life and death twice, this was the third time.

But, this time is different.

If the power of life and death in the first two times was just force, then this time, it has really become the Tao, the way of life and death.

Point it out, live or die, choose for yourself.

Not only was Liu Weishuang shocked, but even Yue Qianlou's crazy eyes, which had not changed since the beginning, had also changed.

He's crazy, that's right.

But at the same time, above the martial arts, he is also a grandmaster.

When Yang Xuan pointed out, the madness in his eyes actually subsided for a moment, and there was a moment of clarity.

"I ......" he opened his mouth and uttered a word, but the next moment, it was replaced by a renewed madness: "...... I want you to die. ”

As soon as the word dead came out, the heavens and the earth changed color.

In all the sword lights, there was suddenly a sense of madness.

Despair with grief, madness with despair.

Liu Weishuang's face was pale, even frightened, and her body retreated backwards again, far away.

But the next moment, he regretted it, because he hadn't gone far enough.

Like a boat in a storm, Liu Weishuang was involved in this boundless explosion of power without any resistance.

In just one moment, he vomited blood from his mouth, was seriously injured, and the whole person was thrown away from the distance, and he couldn't help himself.

Yang Xuan's power of life and death and Yue Qianlou's desperate sword intent were intertwined, forming a large net between heaven and earth, and all the objects under the big net were all turned into flying ashes.

When Liu Weishuang finally stood firm and looked over again regardless of the injury, her eyes were filled with fear in an instant, and even her body was trembling slightly.

At this moment, how could he not understand, not to mention Yue Qianlou, only to say Yang Xuan, to kill him was just a snap of his fingers, and he couldn't resist at all.

How could he be so strong? How could he improve so quickly?

Liu Weishuang couldn't stop asking in her heart.

Yang Xuan's strength made him feel that his worldview collapsed in an instant, shattered into one place, and he couldn't pick it up again.

Yue Qianlou's shabby clothes were hunting in the wind, and Yang Xuan's power of life and death invaded his body and wreaked havoc.

But as the power of life and death raged, the madness on his face actually subsided, and a clear look appeared in his eyes.

"I ...... At...... Where?" he uttered, a hoarse voice that echoed between heaven and earth.

But this voice can only be heard by Yang Xuan.

A strange color appeared in Yang Xuan's eyes, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "Why do you want to kill Xiaohua?"

"Who is Xiaohua?" Yue Qianlou's face was confused and confused, and he looked at Yang Xuan blankly.

"In Tang City that day, a little girl in red clothes!" Yang Xuan's voice penetrated life and death, sadness and despair, and was directly sent into Yue Qianlou's ears.

"I didn't ......" Yue Qianlou's hoarse voice came out, but the next moment, he suddenly stopped, and immediately after, the crazy bloodlust filled his eyes again.

"Ah, my head hurts!"

At this time, Yue Qianlou's eyes had completely turned red, and an extremely bloodthirsty killing intent shot out of his eyes.

"I ...... I'll kill you!"

Yue Qianlou's crazy voice spread in all directions, he gasped for breath in his mouth, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and even, there was blood left in the corner of his eye.

Immediately after, a sword intent that was even more powerful than just now emanated from him, making his whole person seem to turn into a sword, a crazy and desperate sword.

The sword was unsheathed, and the killing intent permeated the heavens and the earth.

Madness, despair.

Yue Qianlou was completely insane, at this moment, he had lost all his sense of self and had become a madman who only knew how to kill.

Yang Xuan didn't speak again, he knew that he couldn't ask anything, and the only thing left was a battle.

War!

Yue Qianlou had already turned into a crazy and bloodthirsty giant sword, and the whole person rushed towards him.

This is a sword that is completely crazy, this is a sword that completely abandons oneself, and this sword is the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

Bang!

A loud noise that only Yang Xuan could hear came into his ears, and a mysterious feeling surged into Yang Xuan's heart, making him immediately understand what was happening.

The sound of the avenue!

Yue Qianlou's sword actually triggered the rules of heaven and earth and sent out the sound of the Great Dao.

After taking a deep breath, a long knife appeared in Yang Xuan's hand again.

But this time, it was not one, but two, the red long knife in the left hand, the flames were blazing, and the ice blade in the right hand was shining, and the ice crystals were shining.

The next moment, Yang Xuan appeared directly in the air, struck left and right in unison, and slashed directly towards the giant sword that Yue Qianlou had turned into.

Liu Weishuang was stunned.

In his eyes, after Yang Xuan jumped into the air and slashed down with two swords, the sky behind Yang Xuan suddenly turned into two colors.

The left half of him turned completely red, and the flames in the sky burned wildly, while the right side of him, completely turned white, a world of ice and snow, freezing everything.

And in front of Yang Xuan, a huge sword of water and fire fell from the sky, and above the blade, the power of water and fire was entangled, fighting, but merging.

But this is not over, the next moment, on this huge blade of water and fire, two different powers emerged, that is, life and death!

Life is worse than death!

After a short period of entanglement, the four forces finally fused together and slashed directly at Yue Qianlou.

Time stood still, everything stood still.

No sound came out, as if everything in heaven and earth was strangely still at this moment.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was a soft sound.

With that soft sound, Yue Qianlou's right arm suddenly left his body and fell to the ground, blood flying all over the sky.

Liu Weishuang's gaze followed Yue Qianlou's right arm until it landed on the ground and let out a soft sound.

The voice was small, but it was like thunder, and it exploded in Liu Weishuang's heart.

There was an intensity of incredulity in his eyes, followed by horror, fear, horror, and bewilderment.

This is a right hand, it is Yue Qianlou's right hand, it is the fifth person on the list, and the right hand of the Sword Saint Yue Qianlou is Yue Qianlou's Dao.

Yang Xuan cut off Yue Qianlou's right hand and cut off his Dao.

Break the road!

Liu Weishuang saw Yang Xuan's broken path again.

But this time, it was definitely different, because this was the Dao that belonged to the Sword Saint Yue Qianlou.

Yue Qianlou's face was pale, and the massive amount of blood loss made him a little unsteady on his feet, but as his right arm was cut off by Yang Xuan, his eyes turned clear again, and that crazy color disappeared completely.

The aura on his body was fading sharply, but in just a moment, he had descended to the realm of the ordinary Humane Nine Heavens.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the severed arm on the ground, as if thinking about something.

After a while, a smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, and in the smile, there seemed to be relief and calmness.

Then, he raised his head, his eyes fell on Yang Xuan, and he looked at Yang Xuan quietly.

Yang Xuan didn't move, the two long knives in his hands had disappeared, and the power of water and fire, life and death had completely dissipated, and there was no trace.

"Thank you!"

Yue Qianlou turned around and spoke, his voice was very soft, so light that only Yang Xuan could hear it, and then slowly left, never looking at the broken arm on the ground again.

Yang Xuan didn't speak, after Yue Qianlou left, his gaze fell on the broken arm on the ground, and after being silent for a long time, he suddenly smiled.

Immediately afterward, the severed arm began to dissipate, and in its place, a large number of dark shadows emerged from the severed arm.

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