The scars of the evening are remnant and murderous, and the dead wood is suddenly reborn and dies in spring, and the ground is green and tender and sprouts. Yan Bianzhou's voice settled, and the wooden staff in his hand made a steep force, and the ghost blade shook back backwards, and he completely controlled the rhythm for a while, and did not hurt the grass and trees in one step.

"The Mystery of the Devil, the Three Streams, the Neon Changing the Sunset!"

The moment of panic is even more exciting, the ghost blade is fierce, the sword trick of the night mark is suddenly changed, the brilliant rainbow hides and kills, kicks to the ground with one foot, and turns to the back of the enemy's neck and stabs away.

Several folds and rounds, without stagnation. The unique swordsmanship, when it was surprising, the dead wood in Yan Bianzhou's hand seemed to be one step ahead, and he put his head three feet horizontally to block the sinking force.

The coarse linen shook slightly, and the gray-haired man with his shoulders drooped back, and poured out his erection to the side of the ghost blade scar, and suddenly shook the person out. The shadow of failure hangs over the heart. The ghost blade is numerized, the ghost transforms quickly, and the body is full of black feather condensing blades, and it is the final fight!

"You?!

"Charm and Spirit, have you ever heard of the Demon Buddha, the Demon Monk, and the Monk?"

Qingjun's temperament turned evil, his gray hair was blown by the wind, and Yan Bianzhou leaned forward with one hand, as if he had no thick access to the illusion and reality, and pressed on the body of the sword at sunset, and was not injured by the brutal and treacherous spirit.

In a state of panic, Ghost Blade Scar struggled backwards to draw his sword, and suddenly felt that his opponent was as firm as a rock. After a short stalemate, Yan Bianzhou abruptly let go, and suddenly made the ghost blade unable to retract, and when he retreated, his internal strength backburned himself, and he couldn't help but cover his chest and vomit red.

"The demon and the devil can't be touched. ”

Shaking his head and sighing and rubbing his body calmly, causing the ghost blade to disappear without a trace, Yan Bian Zhou took a step out of his body, and the staff of dead wood in his hand fell to the ground with a sound, and the sound fell close to the central confrontation.

Even if there is no fear of death, the ghost blade Xiji is unbearable to be despised and hated, and the strong Yuan force is infused with the Xiji sword, but before the sword move is about to be released, it is suddenly pierced through the chest by the sudden sharp sword qi. Immediately after, a quick shadow crossed the void, coming and going without a trace, bringing the person away from the scene in the blink of an eye.

"This is the secret scroll contained in the essence of Yi Jiao, you don't need to meet it again in a short time, you can study it yourself. ”

The ethereal sound disappeared into the sky, leaving only the stunned and inexplicable Huai Sheng Nianxi standing in place, catching the scroll falling from the sky with one hand and storing it properly, causing a lot of trouble to Wen Renran in the future.

“…… Easy to teach?"

Suddenly, seeing the silver-haired girl isolated, Yan Bianzhou was suspicious in his heart, his eyes flashed slightly, and he did not show his willingness to talk, he looked at Luo Yu and the others as usual, and said lightly: "Everyone, I don't know if I can sell it in the next thin noodles, and stop fighting for the time being?"

"What position do you stand to intervene?"

The majestic eyes had no intention of retreating, Luo Yu was still resolute, and put aside the others: "The old grudge between Tiandu and the world has nothing to do with others. Today's war is about life and death, and it ends happily, which is far better than meaningless and protracted entanglement. Dao Wuji, what do you think?"

Although he didn't know that Luo Yan's injury was not shallow, why he insisted on fighting to the death, Dao Wuji had already pressed the Leopard Thunder Knife in his hand after a little consideration, and replied-for-tat.

"If you stubbornly beg for death, I don't care to give you a ride. ”

"Courage!"

A few words, saber rattling. Huang Quan Tongsheng was confused and wanted to stop him, but Luo Yu retreated with one hand, and said, "Now, you just need to watch." ”

"Luo Yu?!"

Ignoring Huang Quan's furious expression, Wu Jun made another move, and Hun Xiong Demon Yuan suddenly mentioned it again. Seeing that the decisive battle between the two sides was about to start, Yan Bianzhou's gray eyebrows were tightly relaxed, and he already knew it in his heart.

With the hard work of the Evil Heaven Imperial Martial Arts, Luo Yu still has a chance to be reborn. And there are Huang Quan and Tou Cheng's Su really exists, even if he fights for life and death once, and completely ends the past grievances, Luo Yu is as stable as Mount Tai. What's more, Luo Yu's actions today may not be without the intention of tempting others......

"Wujun is full of fighting spirit, and it is inconvenient for me to spoil the fun. However, it has long been heard that Luo Yu is brave in the world, and the sword is unbeatable in the world. The mountain people are at the right time and want to learn a thing or two. ”

The old cane of dead wood separated the two, and Yan Bianzhou was about to be angry, and said: "Instead of deepening the hatred, it is better for everything to belong to me alone." How about ending all grievances in one move?"

"Huh?"

Groaning in unison, Dao Wuji had no intention of giving way to others. Luo Yu's eyes were fixed, but he replied unexpectedly: "Cherish your opportunity to make a move today." ”

"Please!"

The object of the duel is switched, and it is still unhindered. Regardless of the drag of the injury, Wu Jun's voice fell in an instant, and the sword was dazzling, and the plan split the ground for thousands of feet, and in an instant, ten miles of wolf smoke were boiling.

Ji Du's sword flame was fierce and domineering, Yan Bianzhou changed his relaxed and elegant state when he saw this, and the evil aura around his body was suddenly exposed, as if he was mixed with the breath of an ancient demon dragon, rolling Neiyuan poured into a withered staff, and the same air flow between the rods was erect and the waves were discharged, and the front was hard to shake the majestic Daogang!

Surprised by the plausible true qi, Dao Wuji was even more suspicious in his heart, and let go of his intention to meddle halfway.

A showdown of victory and defeat, Yan Bianzhou is at the top of the pole, and he is sure to win. But at the moment of the killing, the moment the staff broke through the sword, the Dongting Yanyu retreated half a step and his mind was fixed, and he stood half an inch away before the true qi penetrated Luo's throat.

"I remember this trick. ”

Ji Du mops the floor, not a desperate situation, but a tacit understanding that only the two of them know. Wu Jun's voice was endless, and a canopy of blood suddenly burst out of his chest. Huang Quan, who should have been glad that Luo Yu died, had an impulse for some reason and decisively took Wu Jun away from the scene.

"Remember, can you still come back from Hell?"

Deliberately left a cold voice, Yan Bianzhou seemed to be inpatient and noisy, Long Xing took a thousand steps in one step, and evacuated in a moment. And because of the drunken Huang Long's heavy wounds, although Dao Wuji had a lot of confusion, he never followed.

However, the people who are interested in Yan Bianzhou are far more than Dao Wuji. Huai Sheng Nianxi, who was left behind, chased the wind and turned off the lightning, and quickly caught up from the rear.

"Hey, awesome old man, you wait for me. ”

"Old ......"

The girl's clear voice is in her ears, but it is like a thorn in the heart, which is extremely uncomfortable. Seemingly helpless, he exhaled lightly, Yan Bianzhou turned his back and stopped: "The rivers and lakes are chaotic, the girl is out alone, how can she approach others at will?"

"Well, you don't have to worry about that. Anyone who tries to do it can be knocked to death with a hammer. ”

Looking left and right, Huai Sheng Nianxi found out unexpectedly, but he was still not sure of Yan Bianzhou's identity, so he had to praise euphemistically: "Uncle, you are very powerful just now." ”

"If you don't win, what's the lament?"

"I mean the Ghost Blade, brother, he's going to fight hard. ”

After approaching and observing carefully for a long time, Shenxiu's smart eyes did not blink, and he said seriously: "Uncle, are you good at teaching me martial arts?"

“…… Teach you?"

Blurting out rhetorical questions, Yan Bianzhou looked down at his outfit and said in surprise: "What is worth looking at the girl, can't I change it?"

"Hmph, when you're old, your muscles and bones are not good, don't you want to raise a righteous daughter or something, and send you to the end of your old age?"

Squinting his eyes and posing in an intimate gesture, Huai Sheng Nianxi coquettishly grabbed the clothes on Yan Bianzhou's back, and said, "If you miss this house, you won't have a home." If you don't accept me as an apprentice, you will regret it for the rest of your life. ”

"I'm a vegetarian. Do you have the ability to make this food meaty?"

It's funny and angry, Yan Bianzhou deliberately makes things difficult. Unexpectedly, Huaisheng Nianxi seemed to be full of indifference, clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I will make mashed potatoes for you to eat every day." ”

"So kind? Hey, I'm afraid that if you know my stick technique, you won't have the desire to study it. ”

"Is it hard?"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it's just ...... It's just a bunny!"