Under the moonlight, bursts of piercing sound waves sounded out of thin air.

The young man who fell to his knees felt his ears buzz, and a burst of stirring sound waves rushed from his ears to his mind, and a sharp pain hit his heart.

The black-robed man's injured hand was still held high, his pale face was a little miserable, and even the blood on his lips had dissipated, but even so, the man's mouth was still full of words, and every time the sound sounded, the sound of the air was heavier.

The two balls of blood swayed and rose in mid-air, slowly condensing into one in the air, and after several tosses and turns, there was a faint fusion drive.

The crow on the nearby tree fluttered its wings and flew high above the blood, blocking the moonlight for the blood.

Zizi ......

Bursts of black smoke rose from the two clouds of blood, and the pungent bloody aura spread throughout the heavens and the earth in an instant.

Yin Rakshasa flipped his wrist, and a pair of Yu Emperor Cocktails rose into the air, tossing and turning in the air, like a rainbow in the middle of the night, and swept away with blood.

The fiery red cloud patterns on the two daggers suddenly rose, bursts of dazzling light and fire erupted from them, the two red daggers were now red and weird, Shen Anzhi's wrist gusts of wind swept from the wilderness, and the sound of ghosts crying wolves was endless, surging towards the two Yu Emperor Claws.

Emperor Yu's twin cocks trembled abruptly in mid-air, and bursts of piercing voices erupted again.

I saw that the two extremely exquisite red daggers were actually separated under the strong wind, the blade, the blocking hand, and the handle belt were completely separated, and every part was bright red and extremely strange, as if there was blood spilling out.

It seems that the yin wind in this radius of dozens of miles has been attracted by Shen Anzhi, and two horizontal tornadoes have been vaguely formed in the sky, and the ghost crying wolf howls all over the eyes and crossed, and the tornado is getting bigger and bigger, blowing the dead wood into pieces and sweeping up.

The pitch-black crow's wings and feathers trembled, as if it was very painful, and it couldn't stand the treacherous tornado, but even so, the black crow still blocked Haoyue.

The original cloudless night sky drilled out of nowhere a few clouds, the clouds rose with a treacherous atmosphere, slowly rising in the air swaying and gathering together, the originally bright moon in the sky was completely covered by the figure, this clear wilderness suddenly overcast.

Eerie, tornado, ears full of ghosts crying wolf howls.

The wilderness outside this Jianyang Mansion is not much better than the hell ghost mansion in the strange spirits, if you are a coward who is uncertain, at this glance, I am afraid that you will be scared and frightened.

The dark clouds rose, and the pitch-black crow seemed to finally not have to bear the pain of the strong wind, and flew dozens of feet with difficulty, as far away as possible from the two strong winds.

Shen Anzhi's robe and black hair, which had always been immovable in the wind, swayed slightly under the strong wind at this time, and the faster he read in his mouth, the more treacherous the aura in mid-air became stronger.

On the other hand, Liu Yuanshan, how could the young man stand such a strong wind, not to mention his clothes and hair, even the whole person was going to be blown away by the strong wind.

The young man could only try his best to raise his arm in front of his face, and peep through the gap to catch a glimpse of the rare scene of gods and ghosts in his life, but no matter how hard he tried, the strong wind always surged from everywhere, blowing people's eyes painfully, and they couldn't see it really.

"Blood is the Spirit. ”

Shen Anzhi's eyes were cold, and a cold voice suddenly sounded in his mouth.

"The wind is right. ”

"Heaven and earth are the foundation. ”

"Bear witness to all things. ”

"Disciple Shen Anzhi forcibly broke the ancestral mark. ”

"Erase the mark of Emperor Yu's double sage. ”

"With the blood of the two disciples, renew the seal. ”

The eighth of the ten songs of Tianxuan, Shen Anzhi, the Yin Rakshasa said a few words in the night.

The hoarse voice resounded through the nine heavens, and resounded through this wilderness and wilderness.

The two Yin Wind Tornadoes became more and more violent in the air, and every time a sound fell, the Yin Wind Tornado would shake violently, and then surging into the pair of decomposed Emperor Yu Twin Cockroaches.

The blood-red light in Emperor Yu's twin claws was still there, but bursts of weak and invisible pitch-black light slowly dispersed from the blade, dissipating into the wilderness with the strong wind.

The yin wind seemed to wash away the lead, erasing all the mottled brilliance between the blades of the two daggers.

Outside Jianyang Mansion.

An extremely thin sound of breaking through the air sounded slightly.

A middle-aged man flew over the city wall, climbed on an old tree, squinted at the treacherous scene a few miles away, looked at the two huge tornadoes Yin Wind, his eyes were cold.

At this time, if anyone else saw this scene, they would definitely be distracted, not to see the violent tornado, but to see the man on the dead tree.

The man was dressed in sackcloth and linen trousers, his face was full of warmth and honesty, and his right leg seemed to be bent and lame, which was something that the regular customers might recognize for a while before they recognized the seemingly familiar and strange man as the owner of the dilapidated tea stall under the tree.

to the cripple.

Yu Cripple's eyes were extremely cold, looking at the two dragon scrolls and the two men, his heart was extremely sad and angry.

"How good it is for Shen Anzhi to come early, at that time, the old man and the fourth young master were in this Jianyang Mansion, and this Yin Rakshasa could not escape even if he had three heads and six arms and two wings on his back, how good it was, that is, the industry of a county in the world and the three treasures of the Shen family's treasure house. ”

Yu Cripple didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of alarming the Yin Rakshasa who was pulling the yin wind, so he could only climb on the tree and whisper, and then he looked intently at the scene that pulled the heaven and the earth.

"When did you get a cripple on your legs?"

A shrill woman's voice rang out out of thin air.

Yu looked left and right at the cripple and was shocked in his heart, if his secret whistle identity was discovered by others, he would inevitably die at home, and said in a panic: "Who?"

The sharp woman got up again in the middle of the night: "Even an ant like you dare to delusionally think about the treasures of the Song Caishen family in Song Qincheng?"

A black-robed figure appeared out of thin air dozens of steps away from the cripple, the black robe was extremely wide, enveloping the figure of the person, faintly looking, the figure seemed to be extremely tall, not like a woman at all.

"Who are you?"

Yu cripple's eyes flashed fiercely, and he set up a formation in his hands, ready to go.

The figure sneered, and his words were full of jokes, "You can't find me so close to you, and you still want to use your three unique palms with me?"

Yu Cripple didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of attracting the evil god behind him, and Shen Anzhi, the Yin Rakshasa was afraid that the mysterious figure in front of him was even more terrifying, and shouted in a low voice, "How much do you know?"

"Don't be ashamed of your little trick of getting an axe, if I want to kill you, you will be wiped out with the dead tree. ”

The mysterious figure sneered, and the figure took a few steps closer, and the cold look on the cripple's face became heavier, more like a great enemy.

"I know that the people of the Ping family will be able to come to this Jianyang Mansion in person in three or five days. ”

The mysterious figure said lightly: "The fourth young master of the Ping family who holds the halberd is also among them, right?"

The strong wind in the cripple's hand dissipated, knowing that he was invincible, and he was reckless when he was struggling fearlessly, and arched his hand: "Since Your Excellency knows the foundation of my Ping family, you must use Your Excellency to stretch out your hand, and you will not embarrass me as a cripple secret whistle, right?"

The mysterious figure snorted coldly: "Hard can't do it and come soft, you tea stall owner really don't do it in vain." ”

Unexpectedly, the mysterious figure was soft and hard, and Yu was stunned for a moment, "What does Your Excellency mean?"

"Do you know this letter?"

After that, the mysterious figure stretched out a slender palm from the sleeve of the robe, pinching the secret letter that Yu Cripple sent home during the day.

Yu Cripple was shocked and hesitated, "This ......?"

The mysterious figure sneered: "Don't worry, that pigeon is not going to die, it's just that your dog slave who is in a hurry for quick success is annoying." ”

At the same time, an inaudible barrier of light appeared in front of the two of them, as if they were afraid of disturbing the mortal rakshasa who was pulling the yin wind in the distance, and it was just one step in front of the cripple, and the slender palm was pinched around the cripple's neck, but he didn't use any force as if he wanted to force the mystery from the mouth of the ant, and sneered: "The Hei family left this carrier pigeon?"

Yu Cripple said with difficulty: "One ...... a. ”

The mysterious figure snorted coldly, the strength in his hand was slightly heavier, and he scolded, "Dog minion, that's how the Hei family cultivates dark whistles?"

Yu Cripple said calmly: "Naturally not, but the gap between me and Your Excellency is like mud, in front of you, I can't even beg for death, no matter how much I hide, it's useless." ”

"Dog minion. ”

The mysterious figure scolded and flicked his wrist, throwing the crippled stall owner aside.

"Half a month later, I will give you that pigeon, but you pass this secret letter to the Hei family, do you know what to do?"

The mysterious figure was sharp and the voice rose again, and the cripple dared to look at the black-robed voice, the figure was seven feet tall, with broad shoulders and slender shoulders, and it didn't look like a woman at all.

Now that others are swordsmen and fish and meat, if you want to leave your life, you naturally have to be obedient, and this truth is very clear to the cripple.

Yu crippled his neck and promised again and again: "I know ......"

"Waste, let's live. ”

With that, the mysterious figure flicked his wrist, took the barrier light curtain into his palm, and released a door for the panicked cripple.

Yu crippled and crawled away from this land of right and wrong, leaving only the mysterious figure looking at the two traversal tornadoes from afar.

"Interesting. ”

The sharp voice rose again, and with a wave of the robe, the mysterious figure disappeared out of thin air.

Under the moonlight, the dark clouds grew thicker and thicker.

Shen Anzhi, who was pulling the yin wind, did not notice the changes in the distance at all, and was still wholeheartedly controlling the yin wind, erasing the traces on the Yu Emperor's cockroach, and adding a new mark to the master and apprentice duo.

Liu Yuanshan was already blown away by this strong wind, if it weren't for the fact that he was a man with a heavier body, he would have to be blown away by the strong wind in front of him.

The black crow on the side looked at the new master and apprentice with great interest, as if they had nothing to do with themselves, and the panic and discomfort of Shi Cai disappeared completely.

The two tornadoes in mid-air still did not stop, coming from all directions, completely converging in two one-foot-long fiery red daggers.

The black mark on the blade of the dagger seemed to be intended to slowly disappear under the pressure of the strong wind, and the bright red blood slowly rose, seeping out of the cloud pattern and slowly merging into the blade.

I don't know how many years of imprints on these pair of Emperor Yu have been forcibly erased by the Rakshasa ghost in the ten songs of Tianxuan.

This rakshasa didn't care at all about the backlash of strength or the overdraft of spiritual power, and he didn't stop even if he was extremely tired.

The two balls of blood in mid-air have been completely fused into one, blending into each other, and there is no more separation between you and me.

"Up!"

Shen Anzhi gritted his teeth and drank lowly.

The gap between the divided Yu Emperor's became larger and larger, and the mass of blood slowly swayed, divided into two parts, and then turned into six small blood clots from the two parts, and swayed away.

Slowly penetrated into the gap of the Yu Emperor's mantle, and in an instant, it dissolved on the two daggers.

The moment the blood melted in, the cold wind in the night sky rose again, and this cold wind was even more chilling than the two tornadoes, blowing even more gloomily in the outskirts of this messy wilderness.

There was a faint sound of thunder rolling in the sky, I don't know if it came out of thin air, or if it was sprayed from the nine heavens.

The dark clouds in the sky shook back and forth, as if they had experienced such a terrible bump, as if they could not bear the thunder above the nine heavens, and the bright moon above the sky.

A group of pitch-black crows moved their wings again and soared into the sky, as if they were ready to fly at any moment, extremely heroic.

The surging yin wind tornado in mid-air seemed to be tired, and finally stopped, Liu Yuanshan's robe stirred by the wind slowly fell, and the young man couldn't care about the torn wounds on his body, and his mind was completely focused on the unpredictable scene.

Shen Anzhi was almost the same, his tumbling robe and black hair slowly stopped, but the blood on his face was still so pale.

Yin Rakshasa seems to be extremely tired, and Sen Leng's eyes are full of gloomy looks, but this gloomy man who is like a ghost is now so tired and a little more in the world to have the world's temperament, not as gloomy and terrifying as in Xiongzhou Sanssoucianfang.

Shen Anzhi still had words in his mouth, the clouds were rolling in the air, shaking back and forth, and the black crows on the side were ready to go, so there was a strange scene in the world.

When the last trace of blood melted into Emperor Yu's double, the sky was cloudy and the wind suddenly froze, and then it rose violently, as if the winter snow of this cold winter was all here, the cold wind was like a knife, stabbing around Liu Yuanshan, and the hot pain felt all over the body in an instant.

"Ah......h

Liu Yuanshan was in too much pain, and a muffled snort came out of his mouth involuntarily.

Shen Anzhi's wrist was sealed, and the wound in his hand suddenly rose.

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to be at the mercy of this man. Duoduo's churning cloud head trembled violently, as if a black cloud was crushing down the city.

The clouds moved down more than ten feet, gradually thinning, as if the clouds stopped the cold wind like a knife blade.

The cold wind slowly stopped.

The clouds above the nine heavens also slowly dispersed, and bursts of cold moonlight shone down again, and outside this Jianyang Mansion, it was as if nothing had happened.

The pitch-black crow on the side looked at the comfort of Emperor Yu's double cocktail, and the state of eagerness to try quietly disappeared, slowly falling to the side, looking at the old and young in a quiet voice.

The words in Shen Anzhi's mouth finally stopped, the Yin Rakshasa flipped his wrist, and the two palms drew a large arc of perfection in front of his chest, and the Emperor Yu in the middle of the air suddenly spun in the air with the wave of his hands, and the bright red blood light rushed to the moonlight.

As soon as the moonlight touched the bloody light, a piercing sound sounded out of thin air, and bursts of mist swayed from Emperor Yu's twin claws and dissipated into the night sky.

Every turn is a sound, and the sound does not stop, and the sound does not stop.

The Emperor Yu was getting faster and faster, and gradually there was an afterimage, and in mid-air, it seemed to be a red ball of light in the Polar Courtyard, rising with bursts of light that did not belong to the world.

The stabbing sound sounded intensively, and bursts of mist creeping up the sky.

Under the moonlight, there is no cold wind or yin wind now, but it is even more strange at this time.

There was already a little cold sweat on Shen Anzhi's deep face.

Who is that man?

The eighth of the ten songs of Tianxuan, Yin Rakshasa and Shen Anzhi.

The person on the highest peak in the world can make him so tired, how much effort should it be?

Liu Yuanshan's heart was turbulent, but his eyes were completely pinned on the red ball of light, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

Isn't this feeling of death just the feeling of Changge chanting poetry on the boat?

The more Liu Yuanshan became fascinated, the faster the ball of light became.

Shen Anzhi glanced at the young man, and when he saw that the man was engrossed, a smile of relief involuntarily flashed on his face.

This guy is too similar to when he was young.

Don't admit defeat, and don't admit defeat.

No matter what time of day, I can always come up with ideas that are different from ordinary people.

Today's desperate is good.

That day's battle to the death.

and the stubborn appearance that refused to fall in the end are the same.

Today, this Yin Rakshasa is really moved with murderous intentions, if this young man has a word to beg for mercy, he is afraid of death.

At this time, it has turned into a dead corpse on this cold land, and used this dry tree as nourishment to nourish the green leaves of spring.

He Shen Anzhi had never thought in his life that he could also have the idea of accepting apprentices.

And it is such a stubborn person who is not talented.

But for some reason, there is no remorse in my heart.

Just like now, he did not hesitate to spend a body of spiritual power to empty the Nine Palaces Qi Sea Dantian and erase the mark of the master on the Shichuan Yu Emperor with spiritual power.

Leave this young descendant with a perfect future.

Shen An's heart seemed to understand a little bit of the connection between Zhang Wuhui, the second of the ten songs of Tianxuan, and Qin Xiong, the commander of the Tianmen Pass and the army guard of Qin Pass.

In this world, it's really weird.

It's okay, although it's tired, but this guy hasn't disappointed himself.

It's a shame to know that there are some things you can't miss.

The thickness of this cheap apprentice is a bit interesting.

When you are dying like that, you can still remember how much breath you were choked.

I know in my heart, and I can count the road in the future, and Shen An's heart is the most touching.

Back then, who wasn't a young boy, and who wasn't a weak and uncontrollable man?

Shen An's heart was settled, the strength in his hand was completely spurted, and under the moonlight, the ball of light became faster and faster, more and more dazzling.

The young man named Liu Yuanshan became more and more engrossed.

The pitch-black crow on the side seemed to be extremely interested.

In mid-air, the Yu Emperor Twin Claws separated from the ball of light faintly approached, and bursts of sparks flashed out of thin air, but the sparks were too subtle to bring warmth to this icy wilderness full of cold winter snow.

The sparks are getting denser and brighter.

The young man covered in the medical cloth felt the slightest glare in it, but he was extremely immersed in it, and did not want to leave it at all.

In Liu Yuanshan's eyes, it seemed to be a rapidly spinning fireball, but when he looked at it calmly, he could see the direction of the dagger in it, and the blood flowing.

It was an extremely mysterious existence, as if someone was holding a pair of daggers to cut the heavens and the earth, and it seemed that these daggers had their own spirituality, which could cut through the sky in an instant.

An indescribable sense of wonder came to mind.

This is the subtlety of cultivation?

This scene caused waves in the heart of Liu Yuanshan, who knew how to swing and slash with brute force.