Gu Chenyuan shouted, his wrist shook slightly, and he saw that the green bamboo cane in his hand was broken inch by inch, revealing a blood-red sheathed long sword inside.

His eyes had long been firmly fixed on Gu Chenyuan's body, and at this moment, he saw the long sword exposed in the green bamboo cane and muttered to himself: "This is the legendary red dust?" ”

Gu Chenyuan didn't look at the sword for a long time like the peerless swordsman described in the mouth of the storyteller in the teahouse, and he didn't stand in place in a chic manner waiting for the other party to attack...... To be precise, at the same moment when the green bamboo cane cracked and the long sword was just exposed, and Mu Qiuhuang revealed the name of the sword, the red dust in Gu Chenyuan's hand had already been pulled out of the sheath.

The strange thing is that although Gu Chenyuan's speed of drawing his sword is as fast as lightning, the speed of the first sword is not fast, and it is not as Mu Qiuhuang imagined, the next moment Gu Chenyuan will bring the sword to Wu Lingtong's body. On the contrary, Gu Chenyuan's speed of taking out the first sword was extremely slow.

Mu Qiuhuang saw that Gu Chenyuan was actually holding a sword in front of him. It seems to be a light pick, but it is indeed not easy to pick, Gu Chenyuan's sword is not like a sword in the air, but like a sword in the deep sea.

This pick seems to have provoked a thousand waves.

The next moment, I saw that Gu Chenyuan had just picked up the direction of the long sword, and the dust was flying like ocean waves, and it was like waves roaring towards Wu Lingtong, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Lingtong was wrapped in it, and at this moment, he heard the old voice of Wu Lingtong inside: "Sword One, Roll Bead Curtain!" ”

At this moment, Gu Chenyuan swept up and danced in the air as if he was treading the waves, and then heard Wu Lingtong say: "Jian Er, shine on the platform!" ”

As soon as the sound of the witch spirit fairy tale fell, he heard a sound of "stabbing la", at this time the dust was gone, Mu Qiuhuang raised his eyes, and saw that Wu Lingtong actually grabbed Gu Chenyuan's sword body with both hands, and Gu Chenyuan was still in the air holding the hilt of the sword, and what was even more incredible was that Wu Lingtong's hands were as white as jade, and he was not wearing any metal protective gear on them.

In other words, Wu Lingtong grabbed Gu Chenyuan's Red Dust Sword with only a pair of fleshy palms.

"Grab a sword with your bare hands? Inhuman! Mu Qiuhuang was shocked.

The contact between the sword and the hand did not last, and in an instant, another sentence came, "Sword three, Huanxi Sha!" ”

The next moment, Gu Chenyuan had already landed on his feet and raised his sword to raise his eyebrows, and Wu Lingtong also stood with his hands upright, and his hands were retracted into his sleeves.

Mu Qiuhuang stared carefully at the sword body of the Red Dust Sword, to Mu Qiuhuang's regret, the sword body was as bright as frost and snow without any traces of blood.

"Wu Lingtong is stronger than Master Sword Nine Emperors!" Mu Qiuhuang secretly compared the two in his heart and came to a conclusion.

"What a butterfly flyer!"

This is the first time that the two have fought so far, and Gu Chenyuan has spoken out of Wu Lingtong's moves, and his tone is full of appreciation.

"Come again!" Wu Lingtong shouted, his black hair fluttered and his sleeves danced wildly, and the whole person rushed towards Gu Chenyuan, like a blood-colored butterfly.

The red dust sword in Gu Chenyuan's hand danced as fast as lightning to give birth to a debut afterimage, and the sword body rubbed against the air at high speed and hissed with a sword sound.

Mu Qiuhuang knew that the confrontation between the two was a rare and top-notch duel on the rivers and lakes, and if he could understand a one-and-a-half-move, he would definitely benefit a lot. Although Mu Qiuhuang had this idea from the beginning, and had been staring at them very hard, he found that he couldn't see the slightest way in his own realm at all.

At first, you could vaguely see Gu Chenyuan's sword trajectory, but now Gu Chenyuan and Wu Lingtong were so fast that they couldn't even see their figures clearly, looking at them from a distance, they looked like two balls of light, and like two rapidly spinning tops.

"Sword Four, Drunk Flower Yin!"

"Sword Five, vain eyebrows!"

"Sword Six, drunk souls and dreams are accompanied by nights!"

……

With a sound of "Sword Seven, the beauty is like a jade sword like a rainbow!" Coming out, the two clouds of light mixed together quickly separated, and the next moment, Gu Chenyuan and Wu Lingtong had already stood back in place.

"You're defeated."

Gu Chenyuan's face was a little flushed, obviously it was not easy for Gu Chenyuan to win the battle just now.

"Sword Seven? Or only seven swords! Wu Lingtong said indignantly: "Why? ”

You must know that thirteen years ago, Wu Lingtong and Gu Chenyuan fought, Gu Chenyuan came out with seven swords, and Wu Lingtong was defeated. However, in the past thirteen years, Wu Lingtong has been hiding in Tantric Sect and cultivating for thirteen years, while Gu Chenyuan has been spending Zhenyuan to renew his wife's life for nearly ten years. It stands to reason that one eliminates the other, and the ending is naturally not the same, but Gu Chenyuan still only used seven swords.

I saw that as soon as the fairy tale of the witch spirit fell, his face instantly became old, and his lips and teeth were white and white, and his skin like a baby became thin and thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, piling up countless folds.

Hearing Wu Lingtong's words, Mu Qiuhuang realized that in the seemingly exciting battle just now, Gu Chenyuan only had seven swords.

Gu Chenyuan looked at Wu Lingtong, but did not speak.

"I still have a trick." Wu Lingtong looked at Gu Chenyuan and said angrily: "This move is a decisive victory, but also a life and death!" ”

After that, Wu Lingtong's body shuttled between the four lamas like a ghost, and the next moment the four lamas fell to the ground with a bang, and the four lamas were all dead with skin and bones, although they had just died, they were like dry corpses that had been dead for many years.

Seeing this scene, Gu Chenyuan frowned slightly, obviously disdainful of Wu Lingtong's behavior.

"Good evil sect exercises." Mu Qiuhuang saw that Wu Lingtong, who was still old just now, had become red lips and white teeth again after sucking the qi and blood true yuan of the four lamas at this moment.

Wu Lingtong's hands were as white as jade, and they quickly condensed into various seals in front of him, and countless seals overlapped and intersected layer by layer, and finally weaved a dense net in the air.

At first, Gu Chenyuan took out the sword first, but at this time, Gu Chenyuan stood motionless, quietly waiting for Wu Lingtong to fully exert his last move.

It is rumored that once the cultivator reaches the Heavenly Realm, he will be able to form his own enchantment.

All in all, Gu Chenyuan did not interrupt Wu Lingtong's last move. Maybe it's the absolute confidence he has as a sword immortal, or maybe it's his pride that he wants to make his opponent have no regrets.

And after Wu Lingtong sucked the qi and blood true yuan of the four lamas, he finally used his strongest move in history and formed his own enchantment.

Wu Lingtong fished in a net, and there was no doubt that Gu Chenyuan willingly became the fish in the net.

Wu Lingtong's net is not an ordinary net, it is a net of heaven and earth.

Generally speaking, once a fish is caught in the net, most of the fish will become the fisherman's prey, while a few of the larger fish will die and the net will be broken.

But in either case, the fish can't survive.

Seeing that Gu Chenyuan was included in the enchantment by himself, Wu Lingtong muttered: "You are willing to be a fish and meat, and I should make a sword for you." ”

As soon as the sound of the witch spirit's fairy tale fell, Gu Chenyuan's voice came out: "If I am fish and meat, who dares to use a sword?" ”

At the same time as Gu Chenyuan spoke, Gu Chenyuan also broke out of the net.

Yes, if you get into the net, the small fish will become the prey, and the big fish will die and the net will break, but what if it is not a small fish that is not a big fish, but a whale? Naturally, the net is broken.

The next moment, a drop of blood appeared in the center of Wu Lingtong's eyebrows, followed by a drop of blood all over his body, and finally Wu Lingtong turned into a bloody man and fell motionless in a pool of blood, only his eyes were white and staring at the sky.

And Gu Chenyuan didn't know when he had already put the sword back into its sheath, and said to Wu Lingtong: "This is the sword eight you have always wanted to see, blood-stained rivers and mountains waving ghost rain!" ”

Wu Lingtong listened and slowly closed his eyes.

Wu Lingtong finally set fire to his wishes, decided the victory and decided life and death.

Although it was him who was defeated and it was he who died, it was not possible to deny the strength of Wu Lingtong, the Eight Desolation Sword Sutra had a total of eight swords, and he also forced Gu Chenyuan to come out with eight swords.