The wind was blowing, the clouds covered the moon, the lake was dark and the night was dark, and the forest was full of slaughter.

Hu Yinshan was silent, he had already drawn out his saber in his hand, the bloodthirsty knife, out of the scabbard, smelling the breath of human blood in the air, becoming extremely manic, secretly hissing, like a beast out of the cage.

Lao Dao didn't expect the real Hu Yinshan to be unscathed, no wonder when he killed that puppet just now, it was so easy, even he didn't believe that he could kill a cultivator with a great body so easily, and now he was extremely cautious in his heart, and he tensed the muscles of his whole body, not at all as easy as before, because there was a powerful opponent in front of him.

"Die obediently, and I will make you less painful. Hu Yinshan laughed wildly, raised his knife, and the fishy smell flew around with the night wind in an instant.

The fishy smell of the knife rushed into Lao Dao's nose, and he couldn't help frowning, and shrugged his nose, this nose can be said to have suffered a great sin with Lao Dao, smelling sour and rotten all day long, and he could hardly identify the smell, but this fishy smell still made him very uncomfortable, and it was an unappetizing breath.

There are countless people who have died under this knife in the world, and no one can know how many undead there are, looking at the blood-dripping knife with resentful and desperate eyes.

Hu Yinshan stood in the cold wind, holding the knife, and did not move.

"I'd rather suffer a little more, but let me die obediently, it is impossible, I want to see with my own eyes how you torture and kill those innocent people. Lao Dao's face was solemn, and the tense situation no longer allowed him to laugh and deal with it easily.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Hu Yinshan's mouth, and the raised knife instantly split the cold wind and attacked the old way.

Lao Dao had already made sufficient preparations, his body seemed to be made of soft mud, and he was dressed in a gray-blue robe, with countless holes and shiny oil, and fell to the ground with a puff, turning into a flat puddle of mud.

Hu Yinshan purely used fierce force, the knife poured the aura of the whole body, a knife fell, the robe was immediately split, but there was no body split in half below, let alone blood flowing out, the big bluestone slab under the robe was split into two by the edge of the knife, and the fracture was neat.

Split the stone slab, the knife momentum is still not weakened, straight to the lake behind the split a gap, the water avoids to both sides, in the middle there is a deep avenue of more than ten zhang straight to the bottom of the lake silt, as if parting the sea water to expose a heavenly road, enough to see the power of this knife, can destroy the mountain and the sea.

Hu Yinshan pulled out the knife from the stone slab, wondered in his heart, and said angrily: "Stinky old way, is it a shrunken turtle, I don't even dare to take a move, and I can't hide anymore!"

I saw that the gray-blue robe covered with holes that was split in two was actually healed together, and then gradually propped up from the flat ground, as if a puddle of mud was gradually shaped, Lao Dao actually reappeared in the robe, stood in front of Hu Yinshan, yawned, and said lightly: "Didn't I catch this move, now it's my turn?"

Hu Yinshan was slightly surprised, and then knew that this was the method of making the stinky old way smaller, and it instantly changed into an extremely small thing, so as to avoid the devastating sword, and now he was resurrected again, and said coldly: "You are very old, don't you know that cultivation is to kill people to survive, kill others, and seek your own life, since it is a killing technique, how can there be a reason for you to move me and me, and it is natural to kill you." ”

Afraid that Lao Dao would become smaller again, Hu Yinshan stretched out his hand and grabbed Lao Dao's left arm, although the robe was greasy and dirty, and he was very scratched, but he still had five fingers like hooks, firmly buckled on his arm, and almost inserted into the flesh.

Lao Dao snorted and chirped: "Hu Yuanwai's hand is so heavy, but he is about to break Lao Dao's arm." ”

"Hmph, what is this, try if my knife is heavy. Hu Yinshan took out his other hand, clenched the saber, and plunged it into Lao Dao's heart, which was a fatal move.

Lao Dao only felt that his arm was grabbed tightly, and there was a slight aura, which passed through Hu Yinshan's palm and left the body, and continued to leak out, although the amount of aura released was extremely small, but Hu Yinshan passed the aura and interconnected with Lao Dao, and neither party could become large or small at will, which was Hu Yinshan's intention to capture Lao Dao and kill him with a knife.

If the old way is hard to fight, the aura is much worse than Hu Yinshan, once the hold is indecisive for a long time, it will definitely fall into the disadvantage, and even be killed here, if it is the best policy, but the body has been trapped and cannot escape.

Lao Dao's left arm was trapped by Hu Yinshan, so he had to stretch out his right hand to block the sharp blade, but the blade was extremely sharp, directly penetrating his palm, and continued to intersperse it.

Hu Yinshan looked at Lao Dao's face full of panic, his left hand was trapped, his right hand was seriously injured, he was powerless to resist, and he was overjoyed, the sharp blade was like a broken bamboo, it had reached the heart, and the force in his hand increased a little, and the sharp blade was like cutting into the flesh, and it was easily inserted into Lao Dao's body.

"I heard that if a person is kind-hearted, take out his heart, and drink a sip of blood and water is sweet, but I don't know, whether the heart of the Taoist is sweet or not, let me cut it out and taste it!" Hu Yinshan smiled fiercely, and stirred the knife on Lao Dao's chest a few times, cutting out a circular wound, as if he wanted to cut out the heart alive.

Lao Dao's face became extremely pale, as if he had lost his blood due to too much bleeding in his chest, but there was incomparable peace in that paleness, it seemed that it was between life and death, just a normal thing like eating and sleeping.

The strange thing is that Lao Dao's pale face, but there is no look of pain, his eyes widened, looking at the dark blue night sky in the sky hollowly, the dark clouds are like dark beasts, the thunder is faintly like a wheel rolling through the clouds, on the earth, the breath of the wind is full of moist fishy breath, it is the moment when the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings.

Hu Yinshan was not surprised by his confused look, because he had seen too many dead people, and when people were dying, they were not all afraid and painful, even in the face of Hu Yinshan's murderous maniac, and even most people, at the end of their lives, they thought of some regrets that could never be erased from their hearts, and in that look was the confused look of Lao Dao.

"There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. Lao Dao muttered.

Hu Yinshan only felt strange, and felt funny in his heart, the affection in this poem is far-reaching, infinite regret and nostalgia, is there still a child love that this old way can't let go? I can't see that he is so sloppy, but he is also an amorous seed, and he is still infatuated when he dies.

"Let's be an amorous breed in the next life!" Hu Yinshan pulled out the knife and reached into the heart of the old Taoist to open a hole with his bare hand, blood continued to spurt out, and the ground was red.

"It's a pity, Mrs. Hu is such a good woman, you devil who treats human life like a mustard, and you can't forget the short-term tenderness on the pillow. "The old way is plain.

But his words were like thunder, shaking Hu Yinshan's ears, he stopped pulling the hot heart hand, and exclaimed: "How do you know about Xin'er?"

He never told anyone about it, and no one else in the world knew about it except the Red Dancer.