The snow was still falling, but the wind had stopped, and the snowflakes were scattered like pieces of paper, covering the earth with layers of white quilts, and the depths of the forest in the mountains behind Chihong City were also covered with thick snow quilts, and the sky was gradually darkening, and the blue first quarter moon rose, reflecting a burst of luminous light on the snow.

"Shangguan Yuanji, you were born with an arrogant temperament, and you have always regarded the heroes of the world as grass mustard, and human life as grass mustard, if you don't stop it, you will be punished by God." Dongfang Ziyan held the black knife in his right hand, panting heavily. The flesh and blood on his left hand and right leg were blurred, and the snow under him was stained red with blood, and he had been scarred after a day of desperate struggle with Shangguan Yuanji, but he still did not fall.

"Now that you're saying that, do you want to beg me for mercy?" Shangguan Yuanjian was also covered in bruises, panting heavily, black blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and even blood was flowing from his black eye sockets.

"Begging for mercy? Am I going to beg for mercy from a Black Stone Demon? If it weren't for my mercy, you would have been my ghost. Dongfang Ziyankong swung the black knife a few times, shaking off the slightest trace of blood on it.

"I can't imagine that you, who call yourself a 'neutral', speak so extremely, what kind of neutral is this." Shangguan Yuanji said in a provocative tone.

Suddenly, Dongfang Ziyan was stunned, he slowly put down the long knife he had just raised, touched the ground, looked at Shangguan Yuanjian and said slowly, "Yuanji, come with me, join the Holy Eye Group with me, Lingxu Asura and Elijah, and Baiying Kawaron!" They all joined! Would you like to come with me too! ”

After a thousand words, Dongfang Ziyan still couldn't bear to see Shangguan Yuanji being bewitched into a demon by Luo Yu.

"They have turned their backs on the devil, and their sins are punished, no matter who else will turn their backs on the Lord in the future, I, Shangguan Yuanji, will not turn their backs on the Lord." Shangguan Yuanji said coldly word by word, his eyes were full of perseverance, not like he was bewitched at all, but more like his heart!

"Don't say more, come on, the battle between life and death between you and me is not over yet." Shangguan Yuanji's blood-stained face was raised, his left hand was clenched into the air, and the dark streamer condensed out, and a huge rectangular heavy sword came out of the air, and clusters of black-purple light surrounded it, and the broad blade was covered with dense incantations,

Magic Sword Athomius!!

This ancient magic sword is the holy object passed down from generation to generation by the successive sword gods of the Black Stone Demon Clan, and it is the identity symbol of the sword god, this sword is among all the thirteen artifacts, the only one that seals the "sword soul spirit crystal" and the artifact other than the sword god, and the black spar inlaid above the front of the rectangular sword is distributed in an octagonal lattice, such as the Lingquan treasure jade that has been handed down from generation to generation is more pure. Last time, it had been seven years since Shangguan Yuanji used this sword, and that time was when he went to the Valley Babel Tower to rob the prison and save Ximen Cangyue.

There is also a legend about Shangguan Yuanji, there is also a legend in the human race: if he only uses the Shadow Demon to fight people, it is not terrible, because he will still have the mercy of his subordinates, but if Asomus uses it with the Shadow Demon, then he will not show mercy to his subordinates, and the next thing is a killing.

The circular black-purple whirlwind rose around Shangguan Yuanji, the long white hair of the shawl flickered and fell, rolling up the snow on the ground and in the air, the yin spirit on Shangguan Yuanji's body was higher than before, and it was still rising, he held his double swords, slowly raised his feet, took a step, and the pressure on his body dispersed the thick snow on the ground.

Dongfang Ziyan was still standing in place, looking at Shangguan Yuanji, the expression on his face changed slightly, but he immediately sank again, and the black blade in his hand turned, which also stirred up patches of snow and sand.

"Wind Demon Style: Gale Technique!" Shangguan Yuan jumped out of the tiger, with a black and purple whirlwind wrapped around his body, like a black demon dragon going out to sea, with a monstrous momentum.

"Flame Demon Style, Disaster Without Reason." Dongfang Ziyan faced the rushing Shangguan Yuanji, and his body suddenly burned with a blue innocent fire.

In an instant, Shangguan Yuanji descended from the top of his head, and his twin swords stabbed down at Ziyan, as if with a great wind and thunder!

Dongfang Ziyan, who had opened the state of the flame demon body, suddenly fell backwards at the moment when the two swords fell, and quickly slid out along the ground, dodging Shangguan Yuanji's attack, Shangguan Yuanji, with the power of wind and darkness, suddenly fell to the ground, and the ground within ten meters of the surrounding area was slammed, and the snow mixed with black soil and tree roots and stones dug into the ground, and the ground was forcibly divided by Shangguan Yuanji's blow! A moment later, a cross-shaped pit appeared.

Dongfang Ziyan slipped under a tree, the unreasonable fire on his body immediately burned up along the trunk, the huge dead tree was soon burned by the high temperature, and burned in a blink of an eye, he held the burnt black trunk, one turned around and rushed to the sky, on the ground, Shangguan Yuanji saw that he left the ground, and the wind suddenly came under his feet, and he followed with an arrow step, Shangguan Yuanji's inherited wind demon physique compared with the fire demon physique After all, it was speed to win, he walked against the wind, and soon caught up with Dongfang Ziyan, In the air, the Aso Mios in his hand was like a blood-sucking demon dragon, and when he saw Dongfang Ziyan, he bit it viciously, Dongfang Ziyan's flame demon body had not yet reached the level of his father and brother, and he couldn't achieve the elemental state, but Shangguan Yuanji just caught this point, and Aso Mius's sword edge was dodged by Dongfang Ziyan for most of it, but the sword blade still slightly grazed his lower abdomen!

If Dongfang Ziyan does not fight with Shangguan Yuanji, and only uses swordsmanship to decide the winner, in swordsmanship, the difference between Dongfang Ziyan and Shangguan Yuanji is more than one and a half stars, if the white-knuckle battle is faced, Dongfang Ziyan will be defeated!

"Tiger thorns! Bit cut!! Shangguan Yuanji shouted, and immediately chased after him, his body shrunk into a ball in the air, and came to Dongfang Ziyan's face smoothly and unhindered, the shadow demon stabbed at Dongfang Ziyan fiercely, in a hurry, Dongfang Ziyan gritted his teeth and blocked it with a black blade, although the sword of the shadow demon was blocked, but the huge force shook his tiger's mouth to blood, Shangguan Yuanji kicked Dongfang Ziyan's chest, Dongfang Ziyan spurted out a mouthful of blood in midair, only to hear a muffled sound, his body fell to the ground like autumn wind and falling leaves.

Shangguan Yuanji looked down in the air as Dongfang Ziyan got up from the ground in embarrassment, stood up tremblingly with the black knife, the innocent fire on his body disappeared, but black blood was still dripping from his mouth. Shangguan Yuan grinned toothily and slowly fell to the ground.

"I owe you those two swords just now, because you saved my life." Dongfang Ziyan suddenly spoke.

"Thanksgiving, this is your style." Shangguan Yuanji nodded and said.

"So, from now on, I can rest assured that I can boldly do it to you," Dongfang Ziyan gritted his teeth, his eyes changed, and he became vicious, "Shangguan Yuanji, Luo Yu is trying to destroy this world, you are helping to abuse, I have to kill you!" ”

"Come on." Shangguan Yuan stretched out his finger at him, obviously a gesture of challenge.

Dongfang Ziyan put away the black knife, the expression on his face suddenly became cold, he stretched out his right arm, and under the moonlight, silver metal particles appeared around his arm, and a mechanical arm composed of precision machinery appeared, replacing the seriously injured right arm. And his left hand gathered a ball of unwarranted fire, and with a fierce wave, the blue fireball turned into a violent impact and flew out along the ground.

"Broken!" Shangguan Yuanji swung two slashes at the flame impact that seemed to be able to roast people, the fireball was cut off and dissipated, and he rushed towards Dongfang Ziyan, "Your flame impact density is too low!" You're far worse than Dongfang Lie!! ”

"It's too early to tell!" Dongfang Ziyan stretched out the mechanical arm of his right hand, and the moment Shangguan Yuan rushed over, he suddenly felt the scorching heat behind him, and before he could turn around, he was hit in the back by the blue innocent fire, his long white hair was instantly burned in half, the battle robe behind him was burned, and his back was burned black, his eyes widened, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood in a hurry, and fell heavily to the ground, but he was extremely fast, and immediately endured the pain and turned over and jumped onto a tree.

"As the old saying goes: 'The undecisive, the absurd, the unexpected, the unexpected, the unreasonable.'" Yin and yang blend, absurd, when it meets fire, it melts, when it meets water, when it meets the sun, it is hot, and when it meets yin, it is a fire without vain. Dongfang Ziyan stretched out his left hand, sucked back the Innocent Fire scattered on the vegetation and the ground, walked not far from Shangguan Yuanji, and said silently, "The stronger your Yin Spirit, the heavier the damage of the Innocent Fire will be to you, and it is the real damage caused directly to the Spirit. ”

Shangguan Yuanji touched the burned back and wiped the sweat beads on his face, this time he was even more convinced that he was not Dongfang Ziyan's opponent in spells, he knew Dongfang Ziyan too well, although his strength was indeed not as good as his own two years ago, but it was unexpected for Shangguan Yuanji that he had improved so much in the past two years, and even more, Dongfang Ziyan still held the Qimen Dunjia Organ Technique in his hand. But on the contrary, Shangguan Yuan thought about it: Could it be that he has been sick for all these times and has made himself weaker? But this thought flashed through his mind, for how could a person as arrogant as he feel weaker?

If you want to defeat Dongfang Ziyan, you can only use the wind demon body to cooperate with the sword god technique to cause an instant kill, Shangguan Yuanji decisively thought of this.

"I can only use Mixiu-sama's stunt." Shangguan Yuanji held his two swords in his hands and said silently, the soles of his shoes standing on the trunk of the tree rubbing against the bark and making a clicking sound.

The snow gradually stopped, but suddenly the wind rose, and the black and purple whirlwind turned black, and the black wind and sand whirlwind surrounded his whole body, and he inserted the shadow demon and the magic sword Athomus into the trunk of the tree, and then ripped off a strip of cloth from his body, and used it as a head rope to tie up the long hair that burned a little hair, wiped the blood on his face with his fingers, and tightened his belt, and then, he picked up the Shadow Demon Sword, bitten the straight sword between his teeth, and then pulled out Athomus with both hands, During the hunt, the cheetah-like eyes locked onto Dongzi's inflammation, targeting his neck artery, as well as the right side of his heart.

Dongfang Ziyan also sensed the aura of danger, and looked at Shangguan Yuanji from a distance intently, unable to take his eyes off it.

Although it was the middle of the night in the cold winter, Shangguan Yuanji's whole body was soaked with sweat, beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of his nose and chin, he opened his mouth and gasped, and his heart was beating rapidly.

Sword Magic: Powerful Ghosts!

Suddenly, Shangguan Yuan rushed up, his body seemed to blend into the night and wind, the last time he used the ghost to be fashionable and could hear the sound, this time even the sound disappeared, as quiet as the flow of air, but fast to the extreme.

Dongfang Ziyan was burning with a fire of innocence, looking around, but he didn't find any trace of Shangguan Yuanji, suddenly there was a sword in front of him horizontally, he used a mechanical arm to block it, blocking the feint attack, avoiding the danger of being cut off his throat, but Shangguan Yuanji disappeared again, so he fixed his eyes to look, the purple streamer in his eyes became more and more intense, and his heavenly eye "Qiankun Eye" had reached the level of "subtlety", and finally kept up with Shangguan Yuanji's traces.

But at this moment, Shangguan Yuanji had already raised his sword and came behind him, and Asuomus aimed at the back of his heart, ready to stab into it, and suddenly Dongfang Ziyan looked back as if he had an eye in the back, turned back accurately, and used his mechanical arm to resist the tip of Asuomusi's sword, and suddenly sparks burst out, and at the same time, Dongfang Ziyan's mechanical arm decomposed, and Mars jumped out, turning into a pile of metal parts, scattered all over the ground.

At that moment, Shangguan Yuanji saw Dongfang Ziyan's glowing eyes, and for some reason he was distracted for a second, but in less than this second, Dongfang Ziyan gathered a ball of innocent fire with his left hand, and at the same time, his body jumped up slightly, and slammed into Shangguan Yuanji's heart, Shangguan Yuanji screamed, and his body fell heavily to the ground, and the huge impact force made the ground explode.

Three seconds later, Dongfang Ziyan had already held the black blade against Shangguan Yuanji's neck, Shangguan Yuanji seemed to have given up resistance, and let go of the Shadow Demon and the Demon Sword Aso Mius in his hand, only to hear a clang, he slowly closed his eyes.

"You win, kill me." Shangguan Yuanji closed his eyes and said coldly.

"No, I didn't win, it was the Heavenly Dao that won the victory, and you lost to the Heavenly Dao." Dongfang Ziyan said earnestly.

"Heavenly Dao?" Shangguan Yuanji opened his eyes again.

"Shangguan Yuanji, your arrogance has made you like this, the person you should hate should not be your father, nor me, it should be yourself." After Dongfang Ziyan finished speaking, he withdrew the black blade and stood up.

"Why don't you kill me." Shangguan Yuanji looked at him and asked in some surprise.

Dongfang Ziyan put the black knife back into the scabbard, turned around and said as he walked, "Next time, next time I see you, I will take your life, and Luo Yu!" With that, he plunged headlong into the dark forest in a southeastern direction, and disappeared in an instant.

Shangguan Yuanji slowly stood up, patted the soil and ice slag on his body, smiled silently, and limped towards the north.

"I still can't do it," in the distance, behind a tree, Lucifer, who had been hiding in the dark to watch the battle, walked out, and muttered as he walked, "Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your softness, Dongfang Ziyan." ”