Snowflakes flutter, like elves in the wind floating in the air, flying down, silent but beautiful.

A touch of red suddenly appeared on the snow, it was still steaming hot blood, soaked in the snow, rendering white, like a plum blossom falling on it, elegant and beautiful.

Ye Hanxue lifted her pale face, and blood stained her lips red, dripping down her chin, shocking.

This was a distressing scene for everyone, but the crazy mind of the red blood shadow was unmoved, as if he was angry because of the shattering of the dark iron cicada wing armor on his fist, and the roar roared again, and at the same time raised his other palm, and suddenly clenched his fist and blasted towards the night cold snow!

The strong wind tore through the wind and snow, rolling with an indomitable momentum, reflected in the eyes of the night cold snow, it was so murderous and awe-inspiring, it was so powerful!

The light flashed in the eyes of the night cold snow, and he clenched his blood-stained lips and rose up with his sword, blocking the punch.

However, although Ye Hanxue's cultivation is high, her weak body is too weak in the face of the red blood shadow at this time, and the moment her fist and sword touch, the amazing power is transmitted from the sword body to Ye Hanxue's body, which instantly affects her injuries, making the pain between her eyebrows more and more intense, and she almost can't hold the sword in her hand.

The wind enters the ears, the snowflakes are flying and moving, this punch is extremely strong, the body of the night cold snow is like duckweed in the wind, it will be drowned by the waves at any time, but it is still standing under the fist, but it is obviously in absolute disadvantage, and there is a danger of falling at any time!

Suddenly, a sword light suddenly flickered in the wind and snow, and Qing Feng brought a cold light, and came to the red blood shadow in a flash, and the killing machine broke out in an instant.

"Who is it?" Ye Hanxue's eyes flickered slightly, and she naturally sensed the killing intent brought by this sword light, pointing directly at the red blood shadow in front of her, both the timing and the swordsmanship were extremely exquisite, even if she was not weaker than herself.

The red blood shadow sensed the crisis of life and death, and suddenly turned his head, the sword light had already arrived in front of him, and he could even feel the coldness coming from the sword, but it was extremely weak compared to the killing intent on the sword.

"Imperial Sword Technique: A Sword Shocking Rainbow!" A voice suddenly came from the forest in the distance, and a white-clothed figure flew over the wind and snow, and a fierce killing intent between the sword eyebrows and starry eyes moved, deep and palpitating.

Under the crisis, the red blood shadow did not dare to take this sword through the wind and snow, even if he was still rushing forward, he couldn't care about the spiritual power to retaliate, and immediately stopped his body, but the Qingfeng Sword never paused, and a cold light swept quietly in front of his eyes, and disappeared into the darkness.

Turning around and stopping, Ye Hanxue looked back, and the gaze of the white-clothed figure touched, but there was a touch of coldness passing through her eyes silently.

Zhao Xihu looked down, and saw a pair of clear but cold eyes, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he didn't know when he had offended her? But at this time, he obviously couldn't dwell on this matter, his eyes fell on the red blood shadow, and his eyes were covered with solemnity.

With his cultivation, he actually felt a sense of oppression when he saw the red blood shadow, the cultivation of this red blood shadow was obviously extremely profound, and it was able to force Ye Hanxue into such an embarrassing situation, which showed his strength, could it be that he had already entered the gathering star? A thought flashed in his heart, and Zhao Xihu's eyes became more and more solemn.

"Who is this person? It seems that you should be careful to be able to live under such a terrifying sword technique. ”

The red blood shadow looked back, a flash of surprise flashed in his tyrannical eyes, and the evil qi condensed around him became more and more disordered, and a low roar like a threat came out of his mouth.

Wanting to make another move, Zhao Xihu looked ahead, and vaguely flashed a sword light in the forest in the distance, as if someone was fighting, and immediately got up and flew away without stopping, ignoring the night cold snow below that was already seriously injured.

Slightly stunned, the night cold and snow seemed to be puzzled, but in an instant it returned to coldness, looking at the direction where Zhao Xihu flew away, biting her lip slightly, there were also people in her heart in that direction, it seemed to be the same person, unconsciously, she was a little stupid, her eyes fluttered and slightly blurred.

The wind whistled, and someone in the canopy of the tree stood with a sword, looking at the figure that was still flying forward, and a touch of surprise and puzzlement flashed in his eyes, and then he was filled with anger, and he was about to speak.

"Don't stop him!" another person landed on the top of the canopy, and behind him, he looked up with a slight gasp, it was Mo Hua.

"Why?" his heart moved slightly, and the disciple surnamed Wang let go of his palm and looked sideways, with an inquiring question in his angry eyes.

"That's where the little junior brother is, and it's still fighting, he doesn't feel at ease, so he naturally wants to go over and have a look. Standing up, Mo Hua pointed ahead, the sword shadow flickered in the distance, and the vague breath was Liu Yiguan.

"Hmph! It's just a demon sect, no matter how you can hold on for a while, why be in such a hurry, it's just nonsense!" The disciple surnamed Wang snorted coldly, his eyes fell below, and the old nine who was burning with blood-colored spiritual power was amazing, even if the wind and snow around him fell on his body, he would be blown away by the spiritual power, which showed his might.

"Senior Brother Wang doesn't know anything, but the little junior brother actually ...... He has never practiced any swordsmanship or spells, so he can only simply swing his sword with force. Mo Hua shook his head and smiled bitterly, Liu Yiguan only broke into the cultivation realm a few days before the Xianmen competition, it was not easy to participate in the Xianmen competition, not to mention that he was in a coma for a long time after the competition, although the injury healed after a while, how could he have time to practice swordsmanship and spells......? Special.

"What's going on?" The disciple surnamed Wang obviously didn't expect this kind of answer, and after being slightly stunned, he was puzzled, no wonder he had never seen Liu Yiguan perform swordsmanship and spells along the way, it turned out that there was a reason for it.

In the blink of an eye, another question came to mind, what Mo Hua said was right, Liu Yiguan had just entered the realm of cultivating the Fa, but why had he already reached the seventh layer of Qingfan's cultivation realm?

"There are too many involved, and it is not something that can be said clearly in one or two sentences, so let's talk about it in detail in the future. Mo Hua shook his head slightly, not because he didn't want to speak, but because time was pressing, and the red blood shadow below seemed to be even more manic.

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Under the trees in the forest, the fog condensed into water and gathered into beads, and before it dripped down, it was blown away by a strong wind, and the beads of dew rose between the grasses, and the last bit of brilliance was cut into a splash of water by a sword qi that followed, like a drizzle between the fog, heavier than the fog, lighter than a drop of rain.

"No matter who you are, as a disciple of the Heavenly Immortal Sect, you have such a strong evil spirit, and the righteous path of the world will never allow you in the future! If you still have some sense, you will belong to my Demon Sect, okay?" A short black shadow waved his sleeves to dispel the haze in front of him, and looked at the immortal disciple in front of him who was dressed in the clothes of the Heavenly Immortal Sect and opened his mouth to persuade, the original hideousness on his face had faded a lot, and was replaced by fear and shame.

Previously, I thought that Liu Yiguan's cultivation was only comparable to himself, and with his years of combat experience and many means, it should not be difficult to take down a fledgling Xianmen disciple, even if he was defeated, it should be quite easy to escape.

Although the evil qi he released just now was terrifying, it should not be something he could control, and the evil qi was suppressed by the mysterious Buddha light, and it should be much easier to deal with him now, but he never thought of it...... And he was still facing a teenager who didn't know how to use swordsmanship and spells, and the more this happened, the more he was afraid.

After a fight, he could feel the surging evil qi in the young man in front of him, as if the influence of the evil qi was gradually controlled by him, if only this would not make him jealous, and the next scene completely broke his ridiculous thoughts.

The young man in front of him was quite young when he swung the sword, obviously he had not practiced for a long time, but after a fight, he found that the young man's swordsmanship had become more and more proficient, and now he was able to gradually suppress himself, as if the war spirit in his body was gradually awakening, and with the dance of the sword, it bloomed with more and more terrifying power!

A sword wound on his left arm was shocking, with the help of the moonlight, he could clearly see that the wound was gushing blood, obviously the wound was extremely deep, slowly dripping down his fingertips, while he was speaking, he tore off the hem of his clothes, trembling and wrapped the wound, if the blood was allowed to flow, even as a cultivator, he would not be able to hold on for long.

Liu Yiguan didn't say anything, and he didn't take the opportunity to make a move, but quietly waited for the short Demon Sect demon to treat his wounds, but his eyes flickered, and the faint evil qi that permeated his body fluctuated with his breathing, his reddened eyes were slightly weird under the evil qi, his eyebrows wrinkled from time to time, and the Qing Feng in his palm was also affected by the evil qi, and his whole body was wrapped in the evil qi, and he resolutely became a demon sword!

"Long-winded!" Liu Yiguan slashed down with a swing of his sword, and Xuanqing's spiritual power was rendered by evil qi, showing a strange color.

The sword qi broke through the air, and the short Demon Sect Demon Demon was moved, and his sideways body was able to dodge the sword qi slashed by Liu Yiguan, and when he turned around, he saw Liu Yiguan coming with a sword, and the killing machine was permeated in his eyes, and the cold light of the sword body was still the same, and he slashed down again and again!

As a demonic body, fighting is almost his instinct, and Liu Yiguan may not know the experience of frantically absorbing combat experience in battle, but it is so terrifying in the eyes of the demon cult demons, especially the sword qi that has been continuously slashed, blocking the range of his activities one by one, so that he only has two places to escape, up or down.

A touch of fluorescent green light flashed in the palm of his hand, and the demon sect demon slapped it out with a palm, and the sword qi slashed on the palm and then disappeared, but his face was slightly pale, and the cultivators of the same realm wanted to take the other party's blow If it is not a magic weapon that is superb, then the only way to practice other exercises is to take the sword qi with his bare hands like him, which consumes a lot of his spiritual power, compared to the loss of Liu Yiguan's sword.

He may be able to take more than a dozen swords like this, but Liu Yiguan can cut down more than a hundred swords, and it is easy to force him into a desperate situation, even if he wants to escape, it is extremely difficult to escape without losing a huge amount of spiritual power.

Therefore, he has been hesitant to use a secret method to escape.