The bright sword light has an indescribable beauty, so I can't take my eyes off it anymore, and at this moment, the whole world is left with this sword light.

However, it is so dazzling that people can't look at it directly, they can't even open their eyes, they don't dare to open their eyes.

This kind of sword light is probably impossible for anyone to stop, maybe it is not until the end of their lives that they can find out that they have already been hit by the sword, and they can realize the style of a sword.

I was relieved, and my tight heartstrings relaxed.

A muffled grunt woke me up. And at this moment, the sword light dimmed. Like a meteor streaked across the sky, the fleeting light leaves no trace.

The green ghost fire is getting stronger and stronger, and our faces are also ghostly. Senior Sister Xiaoyu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and still forced herself to cast a spell, but unfortunately it was in vain. The ghost fire was slow but steady, and Senior Sister Xiaoyu's flame stubbornly blocked but couldn't stop its spread. A little bit of devouring, the fire of Sister Xiaoyu is like a small fish being devoured by a big fish, a little bit of spreading, like ink staining a pool of water, and the most terrible thing is the true nature of burning - one flame can burn another flame!

Senior Sister Xiaoyu couldn't support it anymore, vomiting blood and fainting. Senior Sister Bai hugged her and was struggling to support her, wisps of mist appeared beside her, drifting along the faint wind. However, under the ravages of this ghost fire, it can only be said that it is better than nothing.

The hairpin sword froze in the ghost fire, as if it had fallen into a swamp, and it was impossible to advance or retreat. Of course, this may also mean that Mr. Huandan is competing with the long-haired man in black for his inner spirit, but now he is falling behind.

This is a trap! Senior Sister Bai and the others did find a flaw in the man in black, but this flaw was a trap. Long Hair was caught off guard, but at least half of that was fake - his companions could also fight.

The two men in black cooperated, and the spell changed drastically. The two complemented each other, and suddenly there were no flaws. If it was just a ghost fire, Senior Sister Xiaoyu would definitely not be powerless, but the ghost fire was glowing with black gas. As for Mr. Huandan's sword light, it could no longer show its power in the black qi and ghost fire.

The ghostly fire stopped in front of us, and although it occasionally burst, it couldn't splash on us. The seniors were calm, but the long sleeves were trembling slightly. The "Seeing Yue Entering the Dao" in the sleeve should have been withdrawn, but is the magic power of the "mandala" still there?

Fortunately, the seriously injured man in black did not recover so quickly. It's just that now no one has a chance to breathe, everyone is using their mana, and no one dares to relax for a moment. Except, of course, for me, an ordinary person. In many stories, this is a godsend. But stories are stories after all, and I can only watch, hating my own incompetence and powerlessness.

Everything in front of me seemed to freeze, solidified into stone sculptures, solidified into pictures. I am afraid to break this moment of peace, and I am afraid that the moment the balance is broken is the beginning of defeat. But I'm more afraid of the stalemate continuing, because the next moment or the next moment, there will be images that I don't want to see.

Senior Brother Zuo has been injured several times, Senior Brother Tian is no longer supported, Senior Sister Xiaoyu is unconscious, and Senior Sister Bai is barely supporting. In fact, we are all powerless in this fight.

We shouldn't have pinned our hopes on Mr. Huandan, because he didn't have to fight here. If he wanted to escape, the two men in black couldn't stop him at all. But he didn't run away, this is already benevolent and righteous. I suddenly understood why the man in black didn't kill us, we can only persecute Mr. Huan Dan if we live, if Mr. dies, we will naturally die.

Why haven't those seniors and masters on duty come back? Where have all those senior brothers and sisters who can't get rid of them on weekdays gone? The troubles in their eyes before have now become lifesavers. I'm praying, whoever it is, to come back quickly. You've been fooled!

The light of the hairpin sword became more and more dim, the moonlight could no longer flicker on the blade, and the ghost fire became more and more vigorous......

Wait, moonlight? I looked up at the sky—I could already see it!

Because of the formation, we fell into an almost illusory situation several times. But in fact, after several fights, the formation was broken several times, and now the man in black is even more unable to maintain the operation of the formation. You know, this is a downtown area, and it is the crossroads of the prosperous area of Zhongfeng County!

I seem to see the hope of life, and I seem to see the seniors coming in the wind and the clouds.

Under the scarf and mask of the man in black, his face should not be too good-looking. This kind of fighting method seems peaceful, but in fact it is the most dangerous. Unless both sides stop at the same time, they can only continue to consume until their divine energy is exhausted, and then life and death will be unpredictable.

The hairpin could no longer maintain the shape of a sword, even though it was the shape of a sword. The ghost fire and black qi are not as fierce as before, although they are still menacing, but they feel like they lack a bit of confidence.

There was a black dot in the distance, and it was impossible for me to see it at such a distance, but now I can see it clearly. The black dots jump from one building to another, and in the blink of an eye, the black dots become black beads, black cats, and black monkeys. When he jumped on a telephone pole and then jumped off the traffic light, I realized that he was a man in black.

"Let's go!" the man shouted before he was still in the air. "I fought with a monk for a few rounds, and I almost couldn't get out. Fortunately, I met the 'Second Knife Pass'. ”

"Let's get rid of this Mr. Huandan first!" said the long-haired man in black hurriedly.

I have to say that the person who came reacted quickly, and as soon as the figure hit the ground, it was like a spring shooting towards us.

Three against one, Mr. has no choice but to do it anymore. But at this moment, I felt a chill in my body. The man in black froze, then slowly retreated.

"'Erdao Chuan', why do you want to stop us? They are all obstacles to the world. ”

A young man walked slowly, as calm as an old man. "You have been exposed, and because of your stupidity, I have also been exposed. So I had to make a pact with the legendary sword god to fight his grandson. ”

"Your Excellency!" the man in black panicked.

"I have comprehended the mystery of true martial arts, and from now on I will not be a sage of two swords, but a sage of one sword. Stop it now. Bullying the weak with more and bullying the weak is simply tarnishing the glory of the samurai. The boy said calmly.

"Your Excellency, we are not samurai, but ......"

The boy had a look of disgust. "Alright. You are seniors. I'm just making a statement and not being able to make any verdicts. The honor of the samurai is on the blade, and I will prove everything with my sword. Let's go, I still have something to say to you. ”