The purple clouds are all divine weapons and are indestructible. The two swords came out together, and there was only a wandering soul under the blade, and there was no living mouth.

But suddenly, something abruptly happened. Ning Buqun's double swords slashed down, and he fell into the void, and his eyes were even more suddenly a flower, and when he looked at it again, where was there any Cheng Li? The only thing he had was just a large mass of bottomless darkness!

Ethereal, illusory and unreal. The darkness formed a cocoon-like shape, suspended out of thin air, dripping and spinning. Ning Buqun knew that something was wrong, so he suddenly drank violently, and all the true qi in the dantian was not left at all, and he urged it all to run.

In an instant, I saw that the rainbow light on the Zixia Qingyun twin swords was violent, as if it was condensed into a fierce sword with incomparable killing power. Ning Buqun's eyes were blood-red, he clenched his teeth, waved his double swords, and slashed at the strange darkness in front of him.

The blade of the sword had not yet fallen, and in the strange darkness, a large halo of light suddenly appeared. Immediately afterwards, a mouthful of golden "Jiuyao" suddenly slashed through the darkness from the inside out, and reappeared in the world. Cheng Li once again united the human sword, and blatantly broke the shackles of Hongmeng's purple qi,

"Ning Buqun, eat me with a knife 'Eclipse Sun'!"

The darkness of nothingness suddenly turned into a fiery golden ball. Cheng Liren got up with the knife and stood upright. Knife reversal, from top to bottom, head slash.

The sword light was like a tangible thing, as solid as an arch wall, and it shook the Zixia Qingyun twin swords open at once. The ball of light then expanded rapidly, and the counterpressure was not grouped. Countless swords and lights were like eyes, and at the same time, they pointed straight at the head of Huashan, and they didn't have even the slightest strength to make a superfluous waste.

"Nine Yao Slash - Eclipse Sun".

When it was too late, the strong light erupted, like the rising sun falling to the ground, and within a radius of ten zhang, all of them were shrouded. The golden sword light lost its target, and it seemed to be out of control, rushing everywhere, speeding through the whole field. It seems to destroy everything and make the end come early.

The golden knife is so blazing that it makes people unable to open their eyes to see it. But no matter how strong the sword light is, there will be a time when it will become a thing of the past. After a long time, the golden light dissipated, and the result of the sword duel finally appeared.

"Ping Pong~"

A sudden crack came from Ning Buqun's hands. I saw Zixia and Qingyun, the swords worn by the two righteous leaders, and they broke off from it, as if it also symbolized the fate of all the swordsmen on the rivers and lakes.

"The sword is in the people, and the sword destroys the people"!

Stunned, shocked, angry, frightened, lamented, helpless, relieved...... In the blink of an eye, Ning Buqun's eyebrows changed rapidly, but he finally relaxed completely. He sighed softly, and suddenly asked, "Cheng Li, the innate Hongmeng Purple Qi, why can't I trap you?"

Cheng Li said slowly: "This innate purple qi is indeed powerful. Unfortunately, you didn't make it yourself. Absorbing external forces to strengthen oneself seems to have a hundred benefits. But if the urging is too strong all at once, it will inevitably suffocate when the three forces are running. As long as you can find this flaw, break the surface with a point, and focus on a blow, the so-called Hongmeng purple qi will naturally break through the knife. ”

"Good!good!good!ha~ To be able to die under such a knife, hurry, hurry!"

Ning Buqun looked up to the sky and smiled, and there was no haze in the laughter. In fact, at the moment before he died, he washed away all the dirt and dust that blinded his heart, and once again restored himself to the head of Huashan who was admired by everyone on the rivers and lakes, chic and upright, and had the style of a gentleman.

Before the laughter fell, a thin red line suddenly appeared on Ning Buqun's neck. After flicking his fingers, the red silk turned into blood marks, and Ning Buqun's neck was also split in two by the red silk.

Thick blood spurted like a fountain on the spot. actually sprayed the head of Huashan into the air. The man's head spun in the air several times in succession, and finally fell, and he could finally speak, praising it: "Good knife!"

The sound was still in my ears, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, instinctively continued to twitch twice, and then never moved again.

"Knock~"

The lore also exhausted almost all of Cheng Li's physical strength. He came backhanded, inserted the blade into the dirt, and used a murderous weapon like a crutch to support himself.

The turquoise light reappeared, belonging to Cheng Li, belonging to Ning Buqun, the two glass keys were separated from the master's arms, and then slowly merged with each other in mid-air.

After a while, the new glass key, which was fused and twice as large as the size, floated silently towards Cheng Li, urging him to quickly borrow the key and accept the gift quickly.

It's coming, it's coming. Cheng Li closed his eyes and felt at the same time that all the memories and perceptions belonging to the three people were poured into his consciousness like an avalanche. But it was only now that he realized that in addition to his memories and perceptions, there was indeed a trickle of water that was injected into his limbs and bones.

Presumably, this trickle of threads is what belongs to the loser's true qi internal force. But Cheng Li didn't feel any signs of strengthening after this kind of power was infused infusion.

A flash of surprise flashed in his heart, and Cheng Li immediately gave up the idea of asking "why", and instead concentrated on digesting and absorbing the Huashan swordsmanship, sword double killing, and the insights gained from the Huifeng Dancing Willow Sword.

There are thousands of ways to learn martial arts, but no matter which way you go, if you can go to the highest place, you will actually have the same end. After all, "the Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things in the world." Therefore, although the insights gained from the three righteous path masters, most of them belong to the "sword". However, Cheng Libian is also able to supplement and modify his "knife" again.

After a long time, the blue light faded. Cheng Li finally put away the glass key and let out a long sigh of satisfaction. Now he understood. Whether it is the Heavenly King Ghost Slashing Knife or the Three Swords of Broken Strings, or the rest of the swordsmanship of the righteous path, they are all masterpieces of martial arts that have been tempered and are almost flawless. It would be even more fantastical to revise and merge in half an hour.

The reason why Cheng Li was able to do it was actually all because of the trickle of water instilled into his body on the glass key. This trickle, in the eyes of Ning Buqun and other people in the rivers and lakes, is the internal force of true qi. In Cheng Li's case, he thinks that this is purely an energy. With the support of this energy, my brain not only appears to be more awake than ever, but also has more room for rest. It is easy to modify and integrate the martial arts.

"Wait. Energy? What does that mean? Like I've heard something like that there. However, I don't remember. Keep thinking, think hard, don't give up! My instinct tells me that if I can think of a related noun, then I can get out of here, right now!"

The sudden accident made Cheng Li stunned in place, motionless. It's just racking my brains and meditating. So much so that even the figure that appeared on the other side of the stream did not notice. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man took the longbow from his body, slowly drew out his sharp arrow, put on the bowstring, and pointed the arrow at Cheng Li.