I, II,。。。 When the count reached thirty-two, Duan Shuai and the Great Protector landed at the same time, one person stepped on one foot, the Great Protector's foot stepped on the lead, and Duan Shuai's foot stepped on the surface of the Great Protector's foot. The Great Dharma Protector raised his knees and hugged his feet and said, "Ouch, little rabbit, you want to trample me to death!" Duan Shuai touched his head in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "I thought you couldn't step on it!" ”

As they spoke, a huge net of golden fish scales had fallen, and both of them were defenseless, almost simultaneously spotting and trying to jump away, but they were already entangled and unable to move. Xue Lengfeng walked out from behind the stone with a grin, he kicked Duan Shuai and said with a smile: "Hey, in this life, my martial arts can't catch up with you, so since I want to get the position of the supreme martial arts, I have to eradicate you!" ”

Duan Shuai worked hard to break free of the golden fish scale net, but found that the harder he worked, the tighter he strangled. "Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more painful your death will be! Since you have decided to kill me on Yuejiang Tower, then I don't need to show any more affection for you. Xue Lengfeng said that he had already drawn out the long sword, the long sword was black and glowing, and it was unstoppable, and I am afraid that no one in the world could dodge this long sword anymore.

Suddenly, a melodious piece of music floated in from afar, no, from behind the stone wall, it was Xiao Sheng. Xue Leng Feng did not dispel the idea of sanitizing Duan Shuai, but his hand was a little disobedient, because he could no longer talk about sword stabbing. As Xiao Sheng's voice became louder and louder, the sword in Xue Lengfeng's hand actually fell to the ground with a thud.

Duan Shuai also seemed to be very strange, could it be that there was a strong internal force in this Xiao Sheng? When he saw the face of the Great Protector, he had already understood everything, and the Great Protector's face was already red, as if a powerful internal force was hitting him behind his back. So why are you okay? Maybe it's because I have a mixed yuan gong to protect my body!

Is the person who plays music behind this stone wall an immortal? With just one song, he can subdue the world-famous Lord of the Moon City. The answer is obviously no, because this song did not subdue Xue Lengfeng at all, Xue Lengfeng picked up the long sword again, and if this sword stabbed again, Duan Shuai would inevitably die. At this moment, the stone wall suddenly opened, and a snow-white figure swished out along the crack in the stone wall, and he picked up Duan Shuai and the Great Protector and was about to turn back, but it was too late.

Xue Lengfeng's long sword was already close behind, and the white figure was not panicked, his body changed suddenly, swimming in the air like a snake, with two big men, and he could still swim with such a light figure, Duan Shuai couldn't help but secretly admire this mysterious person.

With a long sword in hand, the shadow of the sword is like the wind, and the most terrifying thing in this world is not that you have an enemy opposite you, but that you have a murderous aura behind you, because your eyes will never grow behind your back. This person's eyes really seem to be behind his back, because no matter which side Xue Lengfeng's long sword pokes into, this person can easily dodge, and his body is skillful and unpretentious.

Xue Lengfeng never slowed down with his sword, nor did he make constant interruptions, it can be said that every sword he cut down was accurately judged and decisively attacked. But this time, he faced this man with two big men in his arms, like a child who had just learned to walk.

The figure gradually disappeared into the stone wall, and Xue Lengfeng had to stare hatefully. Suddenly, the yin wind suddenly rose, and a slender iron sword swished, slashing in front of Xue Lengfeng's eyes, such a speed, if it weren't for the fallen leaves around him that were swept up by the wind, normal people couldn't see that this was a sword at all.

The moment the sword light flashed, before Xue Leng could turn around, a miserable scream had already come out from the stone wall. Is it the scream of the mysterious man, or the scream of Duan Shuai? Everyone has a different answer in their hearts, and only the person who wields this sword can clearly understand who he is aiming for.

Xue Lengfeng, who saw the result, smiled, what he saw was the embarrassed Duan Shuai, who was holding his shoulder, and the blood on his shoulder was flowing out drop by drop, dripping into the dust, and was swallowed up by the dust in an instant. The person who came out of the sword also looked at Duan Shuai, but he didn't smile, but was surprised, such an expression is obviously rare on this face, because such an expression is really strange, as if in the land that has been dry for many years, suddenly there is a pouring rain, not joy, but horror.

In his world, he has never made any mistakes in sword moves, and if he identifies a target, then there must be no possibility of survival for that target. But this time, he was wrong, very wrong. His sword stabbed Duan Shuai in the shoulder, Duan Shuai did not die, not only did Duan Shuai not die, but the target of his sword stood in place in a good manner, without any change. That's right, his target is not Duan Shuai at all, but the man in white who saved Duan Shuai. The man in black didn't draw his sword again, because his sword momentum had already fallen behind. Just now, when the long sword of the man in black passed through Xue Lengfeng's face, pierced through the golden wire net of fish scales, and approached the chest of the man in white, Duan Shuai stiffened up, turned over, and held the sword alive with his right hand.

The sword continued to sprint forward unstoppably like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years returning home, and if it weren't for Duan Shuai's strong internal strength, this sword would have already pierced the chest of the man in white. The internal force is strong, so what? Duan Shuai's shoulder was still deeply bloodied.

In this battle, the man in black already had the upper hand, but he felt that he had lost. He was defeated not by the sword move, but by arrogance, and he felt that if this sword was stabbed, there would be absolutely no one in the world who could resist it with flesh and blood, not even himself.

Huo Lanfeng walked up at this time, handed over a long sword, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Dad, do what you have to do." Huo Dingtian suddenly recovered from his frustration, and his eyes were full of murderous intent again. The next sword, no one can resist. The man in white had already firmly caught Duan Shuai's body, although he was injured in the shoulder, but Duan Shuai was as if he had been stabbed in the heart, and he was seriously injured and fainted, it really deserved to be a ruthless sword!

Such a sword has not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and it seems that the reappearance of the rivers and lakes is to bring killing and blood to the rivers and lakes. The man in white turned his face, an old face was expressionless, overlapping wrinkles were covered by layer by layer, but a pair of eyes in the deep sunken eye sockets were bright, he looked at Duan Shuai in his arms curiously, as if he remembered some things back then, some people.

Such a time did not allow him to think too much, because a strong murderous aura had approached them again. There is no longer a long sword in your hand, and if you still don't move when such a long sword flies towards you, then ordinary people can conclude that you are killing yourself. The man in white didn't move, but his expression tells us that he was not killing himself, but finding a way. Just as the long sword was approaching his body, he suddenly made a move, no one could see how he made a move, and Yu Xiao in his hand met the black and shiny long sword directly.

The blade of the sword was sharp, sharpening iron like clay, but this seemingly light jade Xiao was not cut, not only was it not cut, but it also blocked the sword for Duan Shuai against the blade. The sword has no eyes, but the one who draws the sword has eyes, not only does he have eyes, but his eyes are bigger than ever at this time, and his eyeballs are almost falling off.

The Great Dharma Protector who was standing on the side was also shocked and sweated, that's right, this Yu Xiao not only blocked this sword, but also smashed this sword into a piece of scrap iron at that moment. This sword can no longer kill, because its blade is already full of gaps, and unless you are a dead man, you will never die at the hands of such a sword.

Huo Dingtian said coldly: "You are getting stronger and stronger!" The man in white looked up at the sky and sighed, "Your time has been missed. When he said this, a drop of jade beads like a sweet spring fell on the bridge of Huo Dingtian's nose, slowly slid down the bridge of his nose, and dripped into the dust. One drop, two drops, and in a few moments, the sound of crackling rain filled the entire valley. The explosives they had brought with them seemed to have turned to dirt at this moment, and they no longer had any effect.

Huo Dingtian didn't move his steps, and the rain hit him as if he had taken a bath, and he didn't divert his gaze at all. The man in white didn't move, and what no one noticed was that the man in white held Yu Xiao's hand, trembling incessantly in the pouring rain, he was still old after all. Huo Dingtian seemed to be aiming at the hand of the man in white at that moment, a killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes, the hand holding the sword had not moved, and the whole person rushed towards the man in white, the man in white seemed to have a little more melancholy in his eyes, he took a step back and took three steps back.

In just these three steps, Huo Dingtian had already leaned over and picked up the scrapped iron sword, which was like a long snake spitting out a letter towards the man in white. In the pouring rain, it all happened in a matter of moments, and no one could see anything but the two of them. Yu Xiao, the man in white, greeted him again, and with a bang, it shook the valley. A drop of bright red blood slowly slipped down the long beard of the white clothes, mixed with the rain like a sweet spring, dripping into the muddy water.

Yu Xiao was cut into two sections, one had fallen to the ground, and the other was still firmly held in the hands of the man in white, and before Huo Dingtian could collect his sword, the man in white had already used the broken half of Yu Xiao in his hand, and with an arrow step, he slammed into Huo Dingshan's shoulder. Huo Dingshan didn't move half a step, but slowly pulled the long sword in his hand out of the chest of the man in white. A large stream of bright red blood instantly stained the white clothes of the man in white, and no amount of rain could wash it away.

The man in white is dead? The man in white was not dead yet, he seemed to hold his last breath, and shook Huo Dingtian more than a foot away with one palm, and at the same time reflexively punched Duan Shuai and the Great Protector into the mouth of the stone wall, but he himself stood in front of the stone wall, and slowly sewed the gaps in the stone wall together with the last bit of strength in his life.