Hearing this, even if he still had doubts and unsolved doubts before, he understood that the other party was not an enemy at this moment. In addition, there is no flame mark on the forehead of the mountain ghost, and the old friend is familiar with the past, so naturally it will not be the expected Buddha-swallowing boy.

It's just that in the heroic person, mixed with contradictory paranoia, the loneliness and arrogance in the temperament, no matter whether he is careless or intentional, the killing commandment is taken away by others, and he can always provoke the sword to fight. With a cold snort, a sword seal Zen hand stretched out to Jian Xue Nameless, who was standing three feet away: "Borrow a sword and use it." ”

The pale face was like frozen ice, and Jian Xue, who was standing quietly on the side, was silent for a moment, refusing to spit out the six words: "Sword evil, evil sword, don't borrow." ”

"Human evil matches evil sword, just right. Silly Jianxue, what are you choking with me now?"

Another question was met with no response, only silent staring. The two of them looked at each other and did not give in, and after a long time, others became impatient.

Bai Xiu tilted his head, and threw it over. Although the human evil did not understand its meaning, he still took the strangely shaped knife in his hand steadily, and asked with a cold face: "What does this mean?"

"It's annoying to wait too long. ”

Jumping down from the beam of the house, the mountain ghost said with great interest: "The green-faced one, if you want a sword, grab it yourself." ”

"I use a knife, you use a sword? ha, it's also fun. "It takes more lips and tongues to speak, and people are more good at acting to declare their determination.

The two sides are not accustomed to soldiers, fair and fair fighting, and there is no reason to refuse a sword seal. And the disobedient Baixiu will not pay attention to the dissuasion of others.

Is the name of human evil very good? The ferocity of a sword sealing Zen in the northern region is not blown out; Do mountain ghosts have a psychological burden on killing? In the past, the lives of people who died at his hands were even more unknown. If they don't let them have a good fight, they won't be able to end the game no matter what.

If there are only two people in the field, this one is absolutely avoidable. It's a pity that the other two have no intention of letting it go......

At the moment when the two figures of red and brown moved, Wen Renran instantly dodged and blocked a sword to seal Zen halfway, and at the same time secretly transmitted the sound of Jian Xue nameless: "One person should deal with one, you should fight with Zhu Yan, this side will be handed over to me." ”

Holding Zhu Yan, who was wrapped in Zong linen, his expression remained unchanged, but Jian Xue's eyes were solemn.

Discerning the strength of the opponent is the basic of the master, Jian Xue's eyes are close to the mountain ghost, and the familiar holy weapon killing commandment is used by very different people, swaying with the ethereal and unscrupulous coldness of others' evil arguments.

The people who love Mei have no intention of winning, and Zhu Yan, who has taken away the edge, is in his hands, and he is the first to block. The mountain is as smart as a ghost, and the posture of sprinkling is unpredictable. Pieces of frost and snow condense ice flowers, the strength is already good, and the blades of the hundred Xiu are not compatible, and the sword and snow are on the defensive.

On the other hand, one person has no sword and one person uses a sword, both of which are not complete postures. The light sword fingers, the cold and sharp blades, are as fast as lightning, and they are instantly compared to the number of combinations.

A sword seals Zen with a knife instead of a sword, but the wild and reckless intention is undiminished, the sword chant and the sword roar intersect for a moment, and in an instant, the dust and smoke on the mountainside surge, and the fighting spirit is even more burning: "You, make the killing intent boiling." It's a shame I didn't fight you back then. ”

"Heh, at that time my sword was stronger than a sword, do you want to see it?"

During the conversation, the knife whirls to argue the evil current, and the person who has lost the killing admonition and imprisonment becomes more and more evil, the faster the way is moved, the more evil the look, the look of the eyes changes faintly, and the already blue face shows a strange green evil light.

Seeing this, Deng Jue felt that the battle had not been good for a long time, and he intended to make a quick decision. But at this moment, there was a sudden wind behind him. Although there was no murderous aura, Wen Renran still didn't dare to take it lightly, and dodged the attacking thing in response, carefully identifying that it was a killing commandment.

"Give me back the sword, but I don't want this sword. ”

The inexplicable mountain spirit, the abruptly suspended battle situation, the re-exchanged swords, and the sword Fengzen mentioned the killing commandment, and immediately showed displeasure: "Disappointing!"

"Yes. But I am very uncomfortable holding this sword, and there is a bald donkey......"

Without waiting for Bai Xiu to finish speaking, Wen Renran quickly interrupted the mountain ghost: "Bai Xiu, will I take you to a fun place?"

"No, this green-faced one is funny. Looking at Wen Renran with a smile on his face, Bai Xiu put away the laurel order, guided the blood threads to weave a blood crown and put it on his head, and said with great interest, "Don't you think he is similar to me?"

"You and he are definitely not of the same kind. Both, please leave first, and I'll take care of it myself. Rejected directly, Wen Renran turned around and sighed.

It's just that at this moment, a sword seal Zen has a heart, his feet do not move, his brows are furrowed with a few deep marks, and he asks with a craggy face: "Similar, what do you mean by this?"

"You ask me? I'm not happy to say it. ”

Halfway through the words, the point was pinched, Bai Xiu deliberately provoked, the red shadow jumped over the place where the three of them were standing in an instant, and walked out of the mountain temple door in the blink of an eye, and the endless laughter seemed to surround in all directions, and the figure gradually disappeared: "If you catch me, then chase me." ”

"Alas, sooner or later, this life will be tossed by him......"

Baixiu's rugged mouth is nothing to be paid attention to by a sword, but it is difficult to be targeted by a Buddha swallowing boy. Moreover, today's meeting shows that the effectiveness of the Killing Commandment Holy Weapon is about to be exhausted, and even if the Buddha Swallowing Boy does not come into contact with Zhu Yan, there is a certain possibility that he will appear.

The plan to save Jian Xue's life should also be on the agenda...... Arching his hand towards the two, Wen Renran said apologetically: "I have caused a lot of trouble to the two of you, so don't worry about the rest, and we'll see you again in the future." ”

Worry about the three places, but the doppelganger lacks skills, and Wen Renran can only solve the problem nearby. Using the essence blood of the demon fetus to open the path of forgiveness, after Jian Xue's body turned into a black lotus, the immortal medicine could not be used to save Jian Xue's life.

Then I'm afraid that it is really indispensable to have the ability to kill and return the yang, but what should I do with the blood debt of the mountain ghost?

Wen Renran left the dilapidated temple in distress, but the two evils of the Northern Regions who stood still had their own thoughts.

The clear gaze is fixed on the evil of people, the doubts of the past seem to be a certainty, and the nameless and empty tone of Jian Xue conceals the worries that others can't hear clearly: "Swallowing Buddha and sealing Zen are destined to be the same end on different paths?"

You repeat that again. Jian Xue, as I said, human evil and sword evil may be the same way. ”

"Hmmm......"

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On the road of no return, the battle of life and death, the power of the stars continues to converge, the gossip casting furnace is boiling, and the moment when the divine sword will be completed, the brilliance is dazzling, and the sword is at the peak of the sword on the extreme yin road.

The ultimate sword of the underworld, the will of the knife without distractions, the king's knife holds the ghost yang six slashes, and kills mercilessly. Jin Ziling, who lost his sword and was injured, knew that it was at this critical moment of the battle, and stared at it with all his eyes.

At the critical juncture of the fierce battle, the sword wind and sword qi collapsed endlessly, blowing off dead branches and flying sand and stones. An uneven heart, a life-fighting move, and then a life-and-death killing.

The swordsman fights for his life and victory with the sky; The knife is ordered to work hard. Peerless swords, there is no way back for each other. The angry and calm person blocked the knife with his body, and although his vitality was constantly passing, it was also exchanged for a more serious injury to the knife.

The sand and gravel are overwhelming, the swords and swords are chaotic, and after the sonorous sound, the road of no return to calm will determine the final winner.

At the moment when the victory and defeat were about to be divided, the vast starlight had reached its peak, and suddenly a blue feather fell on the edge. The message spread to the heart, and the eyes of the king's sword suddenly changed and struggled for a moment, but after all, it was still from the order: "The last style, the anti-heaven style, the ghost yang six slashes!"

"Heavenly Sword Peerless, Heavenly Reason is Intolerable!"

Under the thunderous night, the road of no return meets each other, and there will be extreme conflicts between China and China. The sword moves that are intolerable to heaven, the swords that defy the sky, collide and converge, and the starlight that explodes in the boundless darkness seems to entrain the power of opening the heavens and the earth, shaking the energy of the earth, and breaking the calamity.

Due to Muni's early death, he was worried that it was not appropriate to lose any more heavy generals, and Si Wujun sent a message to retire halfway, but he accidentally lowered Wang Dao's will to fight. Coupled with the Vast Divine Sword that was handed over from nowhere, it finally reversed the fixed number of heavenly punishments for death.

The blood flowed through the sword body, and in an instant, the famous sword opened, and the stars were brilliant. After a sonorous sound, but the smell fell to the ground, and the king bent his knees. The knife is broken, the king's knife, defeated!

The winner wins, but after Jin Ziling was silent for a long time, in the sudden laughter, he sighed even more desolately: "No one on the road of no return will not return, and one person will return on the road of no return...... The reputation of the point of no return has never been lost. ”

The man in white who was greatly injured and shook his head and sighed, holding a self-concealing sword, found a boulder in the rubble everywhere step by step, and left a word on it.

"Jue Mingzi, recognize my master, if you lose this battle, Jin Ziling may be able to meet you two again. But forcibly reversing the number of days, on the road after that, Jin Ziling is the only one who walks alone, so I can only say sorry here. What I have learned in my life is only passed on to the two of you, ha, I hope that you two will let me down and regret it, so that the angry Jin Ziling will have the opportunity to come back and teach you a lesson!"

In a moment, a letter suddenly appeared, and the essence of two volumes of lifelong learning was silently left in place.

The stroke silver hook, the line of grass is beautiful, the last word is written, it seems to be relieved, it seems to be regretful, Jin Ziling sighed lightly, and finally he was relieved and lazy, and he laughed endlessly.

After finishing a qiē, he turned around again, without worry, drew his sword and walked away. The white clothes are out of the dust, the blue color is gorgeous, the flying clothes are even more ethereal, and the superb back is the most extraordinary dust.

A generation of famous sword legends, elegant and calm when they come, and they are also chic and unhurried, without sorrow and joy, and they are extraordinary people in the mortal realm.