Tang Bai was laughing, laughing easily and naturally, in him, there was a kind of fearless spirit, which was calm in the face of life and death.

He stretched out his hand to grab the arrow, and the true qi of the sea of qi gathered in his palms like iron tongs.

'Boom'

His arms shook like he was grasping a mountain, his mouth cracked, the surging power spread from his hands to his body, the tense muscles were torn, his chest was like being hit by a hammer, and his internal organs were squeezed by this force, suffocating him.

His face turned from red to blue, from blue to white, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, apparently with internal injuries.

'Roar'

His eyes were red, his blood was swelling, the muscles of his arms were bulging, and his green tendons were rooted, constantly removing the power of the arrows.

But as soon as the power on the arrow was removed a little, a new force came like a huge wave.

There seems to be a will above the arrow, a will to destroy everything.

Life has its own will and its own mission; The arrow, there is no way back, after leaving the string, its will, its mission, is to destroy the target.

Xue Dingtian's understanding of arrows has reached a very mysterious realm, she overlaps her own will with the will of the arrow, the arrow is her, she is the arrow, and her will is the will of the arrow.

Three arrows in a row, like waves hitting stones, wave after wave.

The arrow slid from Tang Bai's palm, and it was a little further away from his throat, and he could feel a killing intent of destruction in his throat, and he could also feel the cold chill of the arrow.

Life and death are instantaneous.

He can only retreat, and he can only turn himself into an arrow, become a part of the arrow, assimilate with the power and will of the arrow, and find life in the retreat.

He doesn't know about arrows, but he understands power, and has his own unique understanding of power, just like what he felt when he was in the bamboo forest's 'fixed state', the wind blows the forest, and the forest moves with the wind; and the force itself is confrontation and integration.

His body works to the extreme, not to dodge, but to walk with the arrow, to the left and to the right, using the direction to change the power.

Even so, his speed could not keep up with the speed of an arrow.

When the power of the fifth arrow increased, the arrow had already cut through the skin of the throat, and it only needed to go a little further, even if it would pierce the throat, and Tang Bai had no way back, there was a straight cliff behind him.

Tang Bai had no fear, he was calmer, his brain was running rapidly, looking for life at the moment of death.

There is no endless road, and any life will have a glimmer of life at the moment of death.

What was that glimmer of life on his? In the flash of light, his brain shook, and he thought of psychics.

He had painstakingly pondered the realm above the martial arts, he had wanted to understand the essence of life through the understanding of force, he had thought of different psychic methods, and all the accumulation, at this moment, was like a dam bursting with a dam, suddenly opened, and in the dark, he saw the method of fusion.

"The heart is like the void, the body is like heaven and earth, all the ways return to the sect, and the hundred veins are the guide. ”

His mind was in a hazy state, as if he was asleep and waking up, his breathing became very strange, with a wonderful rhythm, his hands tightened and loosened, the momentum of the arrow resonated with the power of the body, and the flesh, bones, veins, and true qi progressed to each other, transforming into another kind of energy, pouring into the sea of qi.

"Poof"

Tang Bai spurted out a mouthful of blood, but it was much easier, and at the same time, he stepped on the rock wall with one foot, soaring into the sky, fluttering like a frightening dragon, like a dragon, avoiding the fourth and fifth arrows, but the third arrow feather was caught in his hand, and the strength completely disappeared.

"Hahaha, courtesy is still exchanged, come and go, it's rude!"

Tang Bai couldn't help laughing, and then his body was like lightning, rushing towards Xue Dingtian.

"Kill chickens with a knife, up to you, no need for the young lady to do it. ”

When Tang Bai approached Xue Dingtian, he suddenly slashed at him with a sword, the sword style was simple and direct, without any fancies, but it was fast and ruthless.

This is a murderous swordsmanship, and the sword is made by a man in black, with a murderous face and eyes like lightning.

After the crisis just now, Tang Bai's spirit has reached a state where all things are regarded as life, and his understanding of force is beyond that of many martial arts masters, and he can feel the fluctuations of the air and the trajectory of the movement of the force.

Seeing that this sword was about to pierce Tang Bai's heart, he saw a flash of light, and the man in black suddenly roared, holding his throat with one hand, his eyes bulging, and he looked at Tang Bai unbelievably.

This is Tang Bai's own martial arts, thousands of martial arts are integrated into one move----- life.

The mountain is not a mountain, the mountain is life, the arrow is not an arrow, and the arrow is also life; what about Tang Bai? He is a bow, a string, and an arrow; he has the courage to never turn back, and he has the will to destroy everything.

The arrow feathers in Tang Bai's hand have no murderous aura, no domineering aura that destroys the world, so ordinary, like holding a branch, with the breath of spring, and the vitality of spring.

Just because you don't have a murderous aura doesn't mean you can't kill people.

Life and death are only instantaneous, and when life is exhausted, there is only death.

Tang Bai pulled out the arrow feather, and the blood, a trace of blood, flowed out from the fingers of the man in black, dripping on the ground.

Xue Dingtian's eyes narrowed, she was a master of martial arts, and she understood that Tang Bai's martial arts realm had reached a realm that people looked up to.

Strength can be accumulated over time, and only the realm of martial arts requires people's wisdom and understanding.

"Kill, this little ghost must not stay. ”

Xue Dingtian has an extra soft sword in his hand, the soft sword is as white as frost, it is as thin as paper, I don't know what kind of heavenly and earthly treasure is refined, and which refining master's handwriting, the sword body exudes a faint milky white light, and it is a divine weapon at a glance.

Xue Dingtian practiced swordsmanship at the age of six, and taught her swordsmanship is the famous spicy hand fairy in the rivers and lakes, both good and evil, her "Qiankun Thirteen Swords" is the top swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes, and the "Enlightenment" of the Nine Dao Temple is called the two great miracles of the rivers and lakes, if the sword heart is not transparent, you can't practice the thirteen swords in your life, and even the spicy hand fairy herself has only practiced the nine swords.

But Xue Dingtian practiced the thirteen swords, and it only took nine years.

"Delete"

The soft sword was infused with Xue Dingtian's true qi, and a sword slashed out, turning into countless sword shadows, which was the seventh sword in the thirteen swords of Qiankun, 'inverting Qiankun';

True and false, false and true, confusing people, only defying truth and falsehood.

For a while, Tang Bai's eyes were full of bright sword light, no matter where he hid, the tip of the sword was not three inches away from his heart, and it was extremely dangerous.

Tang Bai couldn't find the flaw in this swordsmanship, and retreated again and again; when there was no way to retreat, he boldly closed his eyes, his mind reached the limit of silence, and his mind was like a mirror, capturing the trajectory of Xue Dingtian's swordsmanship.

All sword shadows are illusions, and Xue Dingtian's only sword style is to cut at the long arrow in her hand, and she wants to attack the weak with the strong, so that she can take advantage of the sword.

This is understandable, Tang Bai's arrow feathers were shot by Xue Dingtian, although they are different from ordinary arrow feathers, but the material can never be compared with the sword in her hand.

But Xue Dingtian didn't know that Tang Bai had already understood the transformation of force, and he had learned a height that ordinary people could not reach.

The arrow feather in Tang Bai's hand shifted slightly, avoiding the double blade of the sword, and striking at the spine of the sword;

Xue Dingtian was taken aback, she felt that her sword was stuck by the opponent's arrow feathers, and she couldn't get rid of it, although the sword style was still the same, but the fineness would always be a little off;

Tang Bai's body is like a butterfly flying, constantly flying with Xue Dingtian's sword, and the brake is good-looking.

Xue Dingtian's sword style is not only fast, but also powerful, and it is perfect when changing moves, even if Tang Bai knows the way of changing force, it is very difficult to deal with it, and there is no chance to attack in a short time.

The two of you come and go, and for a while, it is difficult to separate.

"On"

Xue Dingtian was entangled for a long time, and the anger in his heart gradually grew, and he shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand swung out, making a 'shock' word, and between the sword and the arrow, there was a whirlwind, staggering the arrow feathers in Tang Bai's hand, getting rid of Tang Bai's entanglement;

Surprise, the sword is merciless.

Tang Bai retracted his strength, his figure retreated, and he avoided it.

"Well, little one, my sister really likes you more and more, and you always give me different surprises and thrills. ”

Xue Dingtian looked good when he smiled, but the murderous aura emanating from his body was like a cold winter ice blade, which made people tremble. How many people do you have to kill, the murderous aura on her body is so strong, why does such a beautiful woman have such a vicious heart?

Tang Bai has no fear, life and death are the best tempering in life, a sharp sword not only needs countless hammers from craftsmen, but also needs to be polished by swordsmen at all times, and so are people.

"Actually, my brother also likes my sister, but my brother is more afraid of death. ”

After speaking, Tang Bai stared straight at Xue Dingtian's chest, which was by no means a teenager's eyes.

Xue Dingtian was not angry, she even felt excited, she straightened her chest and said with a smile: "Death is not terrible, what I am afraid of is that you have a heart that wants to live, and when my sister digs out your heart, you will not be afraid." After speaking, the sword in his hand shook, and a move 'Pingtian Thorn' stabbed Tang Bai's chest, as if he really wanted to dig out Tang Bai's heart.

In the understanding of martial arts, Tang Bai does not lose to anyone, his martial arts realm has been tempered by life and death these days, and has reached the 'realm' realm that many people in the rivers and lakes dream of.

But Xue Dingtian had a divine sword in his hand.

Masters fight, even the slightest gap in weapons, sometimes it is a knife for life.

Xue Dingtian made a move, fast and ruthless, the thirteen swords of Qiankun were connected to each other, without any flaws, for a while, I saw a rain of swords in all directions, eight sword blades, silver light around the ground, that stormy attack, Tang Bai was completely shrouded in sword light, like a small boat in the sea, ups and downs, one is not careful, it will be drowned in the sea of swords.

Xue Dingtian's martial arts skills have obviously also entered, and she is already a top master in Dayuan Country, she has a lot of experience in combat, she is not in a hurry or bored, the sword light in her hand is slowly shrinking, as long as her swordsmanship is contracted to the extreme, at that time, even a fly will be cut into pieces.

The two figures, at the same time, fought more than a hundred moves, Xue Dingtian suddenly shouted, and all the sword shadows in the air disappeared, turning into the most ordinary sword.

The most ordinary and ordinary sword, and the speed is not fast.

But Tang Bai had nowhere to escape, because this sword blocked all his retreats, because this sword was a sword that returned to its roots.

Tang Bai didn't move, he couldn't move, all the qi around him was sealed, as long as he moved, the opponent's sword would strike with a thunderous blow, and he didn't have any chance.

Tang Bai's sword is born from one and is full of vitality, and Xue Dingtian's sword is the fourteenth sword derived from the 'Qiankun Thirteen Swords', which is Xue Dingtian's fusion of the essence of the Thirteen Swords, and the swordsmanship created by himself is the death that cannot be escaped, and it is the killing machine of heaven and earth.

The stars shifted, the dragon and snake took off, and the earth turned upside down.

This sword is the pinnacle of the sword, all things are one, and all things are one, extinct and alive.