The white-haired old man looked up to the sky and smiled, laughing so much that there were tears in his eyes, but his expression became a little rampant, as if he had been suppressed for too long, and there was some strange change in his psychology. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the man in black who was rushing quickly, his eyes were shining, and he muttered, "Just look at the swordsmanship that I have cultivated over the years, can it be compared to the swordsmanship of warding off evil spirits." ”

As soon as the old man moved, it attracted everyone's attention, and the major forces in ambush couldn't hold back any longer, especially when they saw the corner of the golden red robe bulging in his arms, and rushed up like a chicken's blood.

First of all were outlaws wielding knives and sticks.

"He brought a package, it should be a sword book, and everyone shot together. ”

A broken shout sounded, and a rain of black and oppressive hidden weapons rose around like flying locusts, mixed with crossbow arrows, seven or eight black-clothed people rushed and jumped, rushing over, swords, guns, swords, and axes, and one person holding two big hammers, before anyone rushed, the double hammers danced into a storm and rushed up.

The old man screamed: "All of them are looking for death, let the old man send you to see the Buddha." ”

His body moved strangely, and his straight forward steps rushed halfway, turning into a strange irregular S-line, his body twisted into various strange postures, and the pitch-black long sword, as if he couldn't see the shadow clearly, stabbed out rapidly, and a whistling sounded in the air.

More than ten zhang away rushed by, and there was a "bang" behind the old man, and the black-clothed figure who fell to the ground was actually a rush, everyone was hit by a sword, and they all dropped their weapons, covered their throats, and struggled on the ground.

"A good evil sword, such a fast body. ”

As soon as those black-clothed people fell, the atmosphere that should have been silent changed, and flags and rockets rose into the sky, and black shadows shot out from the darkness.

This time, all the masters appeared, all of them were full of fanatical excitement, and compared to the previous temptation, it was even more incomparable.

"It has been determined, it is indeed very similar to the legendary 'evil sword technique', this old man should have learned the evil sword technique, and what he has in his arms should be the "evil sword spectrum". ”

A rough voice roared out, and the fastest person who rushed out was a middle-aged man with a bald head, and on the left side of him was a middle-aged man with silver hair shining in the moonlight.

This man's gray hair was not because of his old looks, but because he was born like this, and his luster was extremely healthy.

"It's the white-headed immortal Weng Bu Shen and the vulture Sha Tianweng, the thirteen Taibao have arrived a long time ago, and now we don't have our share. ”

Someone exclaimed.

Before his voice fell, the silver-haired middle-aged man shouted coldly: "Songshan faction does things, idlers retreat!"

With this roar, many people present began to be embarrassed, some of them rushed forward desperately with red eyes, and some of them quietly retreated, hiding in the darkness, as if they chose to wait and see again.

"The dogs of the Songshan faction didn't dare to come in the past, but now they are shaking like dogs. ”

Autumn leaves snorted coldly, the long sword stabbed suddenly, and the figure accelerated suddenly, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards the white-headed immortal Weng Bu Shen with a trace of black light.

Just as he was about to stab the target, the tip of the sword flickered, and suddenly the sword shadow flashed, and another sword stabbed at the vulture Shatianost.

The two swords sounded like a sword, and it was extremely fast.

The two of them drew their swords together, narrowly blocking the sword that pierced the center of the eyebrows, and in a fit of rage, they glanced at each other, and the two of them shot at the same time.

One attack on the plate, one attack on the upper body, two strokes and one claw staggered, the killing momentum is fierce, and it seems to block all directions.

"Stay!"

As Bu Shen broke off with a shout, the three of them collided together.

Everyone only thought that the old man in gray was only afraid that he would be beaten into rotten flesh by this siege, but when they saw his body twisting strangely, the sword momentum was black and bright, and he turned a blind eye to the pen and eagle claws stabbed in front of him, and the black long sword stabbed the throats of the two of them one step faster.

"It's actually a very evil swordsmanship that doesn't defend and counterattacks!"

Everyone who was hiding behind and watching the battle sighed in unison, the old man in gray who was so old that he was about to die, now faced the two first-class masters in the Thirteen Taibao with a sword, and he was not left behind.

Shoot and attack, and play unrestrained.

His internal strength is not necessarily deep, but his swordsmanship is extremely strange, and there is a dead and evil intent from his bones.

The more powerful the old man's swordsmanship became, the hotter the hearts of the onlookers became, wondering when it would be better to snatch the sword book in his arms.

Su Chen looked at the swordsmanship of the gray-clothed old man Qiuye, but he felt that something was wrong.

This sword technique is too dead, the murderous aura is real, but the evil aura is pretended.

His body sword technique is fast, but it is too far behind the legendary extremely fast body sword speed that others have not yet reacted to until he stabs the human body.

With such swordsmanship and martial arts, let alone sweeping the world, even in the face of Ding Mian, he may not be able to beat it, and he may have to fight for physical strength and vitality in the end.

However, no matter what kind of swordsmanship it is, it is extremely rare for this old man to be able to practice to such an extent.

Looking at his internal strength swordsmanship, it seems that he is no longer under Yue Buqun, don't think it's easy, you must know that he is just a servant.

can practice to this point, you can imagine how much hardship you have suffered.

Seeing that Autumn Leaves was about to break through, the white-headed fairy Weng Bu Shen and the vulture Sha Tianlong couldn't stop him at all, and everyone couldn't help but be anxious.

The two Songshan Taibao were powerless, how could they, the masters who were too far from the first-class masters, be able to stop them.

Qiu Ye obviously saw this too, forcing back the two of Songshan, he laughed, and as soon as his body turned, he was ready to rush into the distance: "I won't play with you today, I'm still ......"

As soon as he got out of the battlefield, before he finished speaking, he heard the "whirring" wind rising, and a strong wind swept over, and the fallen leaves in front of the courtyard flew, and the earth, sand and stones bounced together, sweeping towards the autumn leaves like a giant dragon.

This sword wind is the vanguard, and there are dots of cyan sword light flashing inside, and the sword pierces the vital point, which is extremely exquisite.

Akiba's eyes lit up, but for the first time, his face changed.

The long black sword in his hand stabbed towards the wind like a poisonous snake, breaking through the sword light.

It was a down-and-out middle-aged man with a thin body and frosty temples, and his slender fingers held a cyan long sword, and when he stabbed it, the tip of the sword was uncertain, and it actually shrouded the acupoints of his whole body.

He didn't dare to be careless, the long sword turned into a black light, and at a very fast speed, he connected thirteen swords with this wind, and the two sides fought fast, "Ding Ding Ding" There was a burst of sound, and the old man in gray gasped rapidly, repelling the down-and-out middle-aged man with this sword like a storm, and he was about to flee with the force under his feet, but the two of the Songshan faction were entangled again.

Seeing that there were more and more people besieging him, it was difficult for the gray-clothed old man to get out, and everyone cheered in unison. (To be continued.) )