Uncle Chuanjia once said: "When you practice this kung fu, you will only be considered successful when you practice until no one can kill you." No weapon can leave a mark on you, whether it is a grandmaster or a great grandmaster, they can't kill you or beat you, you are qualified to take revenge!"

Therefore, Yun Zhan's heart has always been fearless, and he has even been trying to find someone who can threaten his life to challenge. He wasn't afraid of death, and he didn't want to die. He just wanted to let himself reach the realm that Uncle Chuanjia said, and then take revenge.

But when he faced that crazy man, he really felt scared.

In order to practice this iron-clad kung fu to the fullest, he once challenged many people.

But Li Zhi'an didn't have to think about it, his flying knife was too terrifying, and as soon as the knife was in his hands, he knew that he was not an opponent.

That was a few years ago.

In August last year, Li Zhi'an came out of the prison in Qianlizhai, and then found himself, carrying a scimitar, and said: "Yun Zhan, do you think I can chop you to death with this knife?"

Gently hanging the dog-legged scimitar on his lap, he asked lightly, his whole body was flawed, but he felt powerless to attack.

"Hack to death!"

Yun Zhan replied like this at the time, and then asked, "What sword technique?"

"Dominate the world, there is no enemy, and the immortals of Jiuyunxiao are afraid of ghosts and evils, and they dodge and deter Yunting, and there is no solution to the knife. Just ask if you're afraid?"

Since then, Yun Zhan has known that in addition to the 'Flying Knife Technique', Li Zhi'an has mastered a 'Unsolvable Knife', so he is very interested in not going to find that guy to "seek death".

As for Mo Xichao, this is a guy who can't be seen through, and Yun Zhan doesn't know where his martial arts have come.

He also used to go to Mo Xichao there to "look for death." ”

I thought that the "Guigu Divine Sword" must be a powerful swordsmanship.

But I didn't expect this "incomprehensible" guy to just sit on the chair calmly and elegantly, and said: "Actually, I don't know much about swordsmanship, swordsmanship and the like, just practice at will, and it is impossible to become a kendo master in this life...... As for what I'll do, it's a mess, like ......."

He stretched out his index finger, poked it faintly to the west, and then indifferently replied: "Don't tell it, it's a secret." ”

With a simple poke, Yun Zhan knew that he was still a long way away from him, so he bowed to the wind.

Regardless of Li Zhi'an or Mo Xichao, these two people should be the pinnacle of martial arts in Xuanyi, as for the others, Yun Zhan felt that even in terms of the realm of martial arts, his first-class ability, it was not difficult to fight the skills of their grandmaster.

Targeting Dongfang tonight is just because this guy really has the ability to "kill" himself.

But what I didn't expect was that when I was faintly breaking through, Li Zhi'an's hateful voice came.

Dongfang stopped, then it would be a bit boring to do it yourself.

In fact, in terms of Yun Zhan, whether it is Li Zhi'an or Mo Xichao, he has never been afraid.

What really scared him was that crazy man.

"How mysterious is the operation of true power, and what kind of changes do you have when your vitality is inhaled into your body before it becomes true power?"

"If you really die, please give me your corpse, your iron content is too high......"

He was really afraid of this madman, afraid that if he died, his body would be dissected and desecrated by this madman.

But this madman is not useless, at least he has said something like this: "The Demon Sect's blood-burning Dafa can multiply people's bodies, and their strength will also increase tenfold. I'm curious that the flesh swells because of the power of the mana. But how can the skeleton elongate with it?"

"This seems to have a bit to do with your 'Mixed Yuan Iron Cloth Shirt', after all, they are all things that make people feel inexplicably wonderful, maybe with this material, you can break through the Grandmaster, and even the Great Grandmaster......"

"Although Zhi'an sent the exercises related to the "Burning Blood Dafa", there is no suitable person to practice it, and I am also very distressed......"

Therefore, on this battlefield where the shouts of killing continued, Yun Zhan looked at Zhao Donglou's purpose with a kind of hunger and thirst.

"Blood Burning Dafa, Demon Sect?" Yun Zhan's face showed a gloating smile and said, "You need to be studied......

When the words fell, they rushed towards Zhao Donglou like a cannonball!

……

The other side

On the Pavilion.

Emperor Xinwu hugged his favorite concubine Cheng and said, "Don't worry, it's just a group of ants, and the concubine doesn't have to worry." ”

said this, but his heart was not calm, the momentum of the anti-thieves was too big, and there were too many masters, even if the small table was constantly blocking below, and the remaining Loss Tiger Division was also killing the enemy, but there were always anti-thieves who kept pouring up to Ling Jue Pavilion.

The immortal sword in his hand was sometimes unsheathed and sometimes sheathed between the strained springs.

Although he said very relaxed words, he was always uneasy in his heart, and Emperor Xinwu patted Cheng's vest and signaled to stay here with peace of mind.

Then he stood up expressionlessly, walked to the railing, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the near Taihe Palace, and frowned: "For the sake of Sun Xiaohong, this woman, Zhi'an is too reckless, and there is a group of people waiting for him over there." ”

Mo Xichao said softly: "He knows, he has enough confidence in his own strength, and deliberately attracted these people......"

As soon as he said this, Mo Xichao exclaimed violently: "It seems that there was an accident, so many grandmasters!?"

Then he was shocked, grabbed the railing with his hand, and squeezed it hard, resisting the urge to rush out to save himself.

Emperor Xinwu was also shocked and inexplicable, with a "bang", the immortal sword was unsheathed, and he was ready to jump off the Ling Jue Pavilion.

Mo Xichao pressed Emperor Xinwu's hand against the railing with force, stopped his impulse, and gritted his teeth fiercely: "Your Majesty, Zhi'an is okay!"

Emperor Xinwu turned his eyes with hatred: "This is an unexpected change!"

Mo Xichao took a long breath: "Planning, it's not difficult to be thorough." Accidents happen all the time. Your Majesty, you can't leave here, and neither can I. Zhi'an said, Emperor Wu Shengtianzi should be the best in the world! Only when you stand here in peace can you effectively stabilize the morale of the army! And I, I need to guard your safety here. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xichao quickly drew his sword and stabbed at the eyebrows of Emperor Xinwu!

Emperor Xinwu didn't react to his sword, just frowned slightly.

"Ding!"

The snowflake that fell on Emperor Xinwu's eyebrows in the cold wind made a sound of gold and iron contending.

The sword of the beauty under the moon swung slightly, then returned to the sword, and slashed backwards with a thunderous sound.

A simple slash, but there are subtle changes in the seventy-eight moves of swordsmanship.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

A puff of blood mist spread, and he didn't hesitate to turn around towards the sword, and there were blood stains on the sword of the beauty under the moon.

Silent, silent.

Such a strange lore made Emperor Xinwu feel a faint tingling on his scalp, but he was very calm on the surface, and he just took a breath without a trace.

At this moment, Mo Xi said to Langyan: "Mr. Yuda, if you dare to hurt my brother Liu Qi, you will taste your life with death, with Mo Mou, you have no chance of survival, huh...... You can't run away!"

Thousands of flying snows scattered in front of Mo Xichao, but Mo Xichao stabbed a slower snowflake after a puzzle.

Snowflakes, blood flowers, scattered.

Then it disappears.

Mo Xichao turned around, and then the horizontal sword shone towards the bright moon, and his slender shadow slashed, suddenly, another heavy blood flower burst out, and then disappeared silently again.

A moment later, the black sword stabbed directly into the top of his head from top to bottom, which was a killer move.

The beauty sword under the moon stabbed gently upward, lifting the weight as lightly.

The black sword changed direction and attacked the Xinwu Emperor next to Mo Xichao at a strange angle.

When the new general is about to draw his sword, the beauty sword under the moon has arrived!

With a "snap", blood splashed again, and a piece of little finger fell on the snow.

Their encounter was brief, but only for a moment. But the process of this fight and the mysterious assassination are very terrifying. After this short fight, the musicians and dancers still haven't reacted, and they are still trembling and singing.

Between the condensation of the hidden shadow and the flying snowflakes, a strange fish robe and a dead-skinned Mr. Yu Da appeared on the Ling Jue Pavilion. This sudden appearance made the musician and the dancing girl be stunned for a short time before she let out a rapid exclamation.

The scene was chaotic all of a sudden, and they were already panicking because of this big battle at this time, and they were even more tightly huddled together at this time, staring at this strange person who suddenly appeared in fear.

"Xinwu must die!"

This was the first sentence after Mr. Yuda appeared, and it was still the voice of the broken Luo with gold and iron.

Mo Xi lowered his sword and sneered: "You can try!"

There was already a lot of blood oozing out of Mr. Yuda's robe, but he didn't seem to care: "If you fight with all your might, Guigu Sword, if I die, you will also die, you understand." There is nothing in this world that is more important than one's own life. ”

Mo Xi was expressionless, "You can try." ”

When he repeated the previous sentence, his expression was still indifferent.

"Bang!" the immortal sword was unsheathed.

"Mr. Yuda, the god of killers who don't know how to die, you don't seem to take me very seriously!"

Emperor Xinwu opened his mouth and said coldly, and the aura of the emperor's hegemony spread violently with the voice of his voice, sweeping the surroundings, and the flying snow filled the air.

This increase in momentum shocked Mr. Yuda's heart, he really didn't expect that this seemingly young emperor would have such an amazing martial arts cultivation. So much so that he himself couldn't see the reality clearly.

Mo Xichao was also a little surprised, he knew that Emperor Xinwu's martial arts were very high, but he didn't expect that he had reached such a realm, and he should only be a line behind himself.

There was a faint sound of dragon groaning on the immortal sword, and the momentum on Emperor Xinwu's body was violent again.

When the cold wind was howling, Yu Da Xiansheng vaguely saw that Emperor Xinwu's aura was full of energy, and several dragon shadows that were flying and climbing appeared brilliantly.

At the same time, I couldn't help but have a deep doubt, what kind of martial arts is this, and why is there such a vision?