With the unique perception of the wolf beast, he has now practiced to capture a very weak signal in addition to his strength, no matter how powerful Iga Tianchang is, as long as he acts, it will always cause the flow of air, and it will always cause a very small change in the surrounding environment, and the moment the environment changes, it is when he attacks with his own lethal force, he does not have many opportunities to make a knife, maybe only this time, it will decide life and death.

The sky wolf slowly closed his eyes, although this way could not let him perceive the other party's breath, but it could make him more keenly aware of the flow of air, he hugged Yuan Shouyi, the Mo Evil Sword in his left hand also showed up, Sen Sen's sword qi continued to overflow from the tip of the sword with the wave of his left arm, and gradually formed a dark green qi wall around his body, and the red energy in the qi wall continued to overflow from every pore on his body, gradually filling this small space, and the people outside gradually couldn't see the appearance of the sky wolf, Only a fainter and fainter shadow could be seen waving a sword there.

Yan Shifan suddenly felt an iron whistle out of nowhere, bit it in his mouth, his fat chest and abdomen were shaking, and the internal breath vibrated the small whistle beads in the iron whistle, and the terrible sound like a ghost crying wolf escaped from the small hole in the iron whistle, and as soon as the whistle sounded out, everyone's faces changed, and they suddenly felt the qi and blood in their chests floating, and they all used their strength to resist Yan Shifan's strange sound mixed with internal force.

Feng Wu was restrained in the Qi Sea Acupoint, there was no internal force at all, as soon as Yan Shifan's flute sound came out, his face behind the mask was suddenly pale, his chest was like a giant hammer, and even his mouth and nose were almost bleeding blood, Yan Shifan's single eye blinked, a little bit of the acupoint behind Feng Wu's neck. Feng Wu suddenly fell unconscious and fainted, which is strange to say. She fell limply and slumped to the ground, but no longer bleeding from her mouth and nose, and fell into a deep sleep.

The heart of the heavenly wolf was also churning with qi and blood, Yan Shifan's internal strength was so strong that it was rare in the world, and this whistle sounded chaotic. If a fierce ghost howls, even if the internal force factor is not considered, it is enough to make people upset. What's even more terrifying is that Yan Shifan seems to have figured out the law of the operation of his internal force, and always suddenly raises his voice when he is ventilating, trying to disrupt the rhythm of his breathing and ventilation. The viciousness of the end is abnormal. Thanks to the purity of the Heavenly Wolf's internal strength, and constantly changing the rhythm of his breathing and ventilation, Yan Shifan will not be able to disrupt his ventilation and nodes every time.

But in this way, the sky wolf's energy was five or six points used to deal with Yan Shifan's flute, and the little bit of Iga Tianchang's movement that was still slightly captured disappeared all of a sudden, and the sky wolf seemed to be in the night at the foot of the Yellow Mountain many years ago, and that was the first time he fought with Huo Songzi. He was controlled by the spring rain in the style of his Liuyang Zhirou Knife, and he could only defend himself with the body protection sword technique. But he couldn't even see the shadow of the opponent, he only saw a pitch black in front of him, but there was a sound of swords intersecting in his ears, and the vibration from the sword body drove the muscles in his hands, the unstoppable soreness, and the whistle like a devil crying from the damn Yan Shifan, which was almost equal to his one-man rival two top masters, and the pressure was unprecedented.

Iga Tianchang continued to conjure up phantom clones from the corners of various shadows, attacking the wolf, although these phantom clones were not Iga Tianchang himself, but they were still similar to the sword qi sword wind and the like, if there was no defense, these phantoms rushed to their own body was enough to seriously injure the wolf, the purple electric sword technique of the wolf's Mo Evil Sword was a top-level defensive sword move, almost preventing his body from leaking, but Rao was so, he still felt the pressure in his hand like Mount Tai, with the impact of each phantom, Mo Evil Sword always has the feeling of falling to the ground, after all, the strength of this Iga Tianchang is far above the fire pine nuts of that year, and the pressure on the heavenly wolf is also ten times that of that year.

Half an hour passed, and the wolf's body was like water, the hair on his forehead had already been soaked with sweat into locks, and every pore on his body was constantly oozing sweat, but as soon as he left the skin, he was evaporated into red energy by the internal force around his body, as if he was taking a sauna, tightly wrapping the wolf in layers of weird red mist.

Yan Shifan's face was also floating with bursts of energy, the two piles of fat meat on his fat face were shaking constantly, and a goose egg-sized air mass appeared and disappeared under his fine purple silk robe, constantly swimming in front of his chest and abdomen, his face was hideous, and his evil one-eyed was full of murderous energy, staring at the dancing figure in the red mist in the Mo Evil Sword Circle, and his teeth gritted the iron whistle, as if he was biting the bones of the heavenly wolf, eager to eat this mortal enemy alive.

The wolf's eyes were tightly closed, trying his best not to be disturbed by Yan Shifan's piercing whistle, strange to say, this whistle he was very uncomfortable when he heard it at first, and his blood floated for a while, but as time went on, he gradually got used to this whistle, not as crazy as he did at the beginning, and what was even more evil was that at the beginning, Yan Shifan's whistle seemed to have a kind of magic, not only from his ears, but also from his own pores to the body with a yin and evil cold, as if to solidify his own blood, And as his internal force became more and more smooth, his body began to form a red vapor evaporated from sweat, and the cold and evil qi that came from the air could no longer enter the body, and it no longer affected the operation of the Heavenly Wolf's true qi.

It's just that Yan Shifan's pressure here is a little less, but Iga Tianchang's attack is getting more and more violent, at first he just conjured two or three phantoms at the same time to attack the wolf, but as time goes by, his murderous aura is becoming more and more obvious, at this time, he can already conjure five phantom attacks at the same time, and the interval between the phantoms is getting shorter and shorter, almost the true qi of the wolf has not had time to run a circle in the body, his next wave of attack will directly follow, and the pressure on the outside of the wolf has increased by more than doubled, The dark green purple electric sword circle could originally be expanded to about a zhang outside the body, but at this time, it was no longer pressed by two feet, almost flush with the red vapor in the inner circle.

The Sky Wolf only felt the pressure on his hand getting stronger and stronger, and every time the phantom collided with his sword qi, it was like a heavy blow, while the opponent's attack became more and more fierce. The speed is getting faster and faster, and at the beginning, he couldn't feel the murderous aura of the other party, but he was fighting. But he felt that the other party's murderous aura was constantly growing, and he once wanted to capture the other party's murderous aura to determine his position and take the initiative.

However, as long as the Heavenly Wolf moved slightly, Yan Shifan's whistle immediately became terrible, and he was uneasy for a while, so he had to give up, and then wanted to lock the other party's position. But he didn't realize that after a few rounds, he couldn't get rid of this passive situation. However, the murderous aura and strength of the other party have been increasing constantly, and by now, the offensive has been overwhelming, and he is overwhelmed. There is simply no power to fight back.

Sky Wolf understood. This Iga Tiancho Phantom Lore is a profound martial art similar to the Six Yang Zhirou Sword Technique, which pays attention to borrowing strength, and after those phantoms collide with themselves, they will not completely dissipate, but may absorb the collision and power in some evil way, and then return to the body, so as the collision increases. As time passed, the power of Iga Tencho became stronger and stronger. If he continues to fight like this, he is afraid that with less than a pillar of incense, he will not be able to stop his offensive at all.

The wolf gritted his teeth, and Yan Shifan also seemed to know the details of Iga Tianchang's martial arts, so when he was most dangerous, that is, in the period just now, he absorbed his own strength, and the murderous aura began to slowly increase to the point where he could catch it, and interfered with himself with the whistle to defuse his counterattack.

As for now, the reason why Yan Shifan's whistle is not as effective as just now is because he has adapted to the law of this whistle, and the red wolf battle qi has also effectively prevented the spread of sound waves. Second, it may also be that his internal force was also sucked by Iga Tencho along with the whistle. As for this third, it is probably Yan Shifan who feels that now that Iga Tianchang has an advantage, he no longer needs the help of this whistle, and his magic sound seems to be extremely draining to cultivate, and the heavenly wolf just took the time to glance at him, only to see that his face was already pale, oozing a burst of cyan, like a thousand-year-old demon corpse in the ancient tomb, eerie and terrifying.

But the wolf can't care about managing Yan Shifan at all now, the big enemy is the frontal Iga Tianchang, only by knocking him down head-on, can there be a glimmer of life, and to do this, now being beaten passively like this, it is impossible to prevent it at all, and there is only another way.

The red light flashed in the wolf's eyes, and the red qi around his body suddenly exploded to a zhang away, and the Mo Evil Sword in his left hand swung sideways, and with a move of purple lightning chasing souls, he hit three slashing waves, sweeping towards the five phantoms in front of him, and at the same time, the Mo Evil Sword shot out from his hand with eight steps to chase the toad, and threw it in the direction of the left, according to the Sky Wolf's observation, every time Iga Tianchang released a wave of phantom attacks, he would not stay on the left, either to the left or to the right, just now he had flashed to the right twice, this time, The wolf bet that he would go to the left.

And after the wolf did this qiē like lightning, the bones of the whole body suddenly made a loud noise, and the dantian's wolf battle qi exploded to twelve, and there seemed to be a fireball in his seven orifices that were bubbling outward, and even the lower body and chrysanthemums were about to burst, this time he burst out all the wolf energy, even the eyeballs were about to burst out, and the two true qi of extreme cold and heat were stirring in the body, converging, and finally condensing into an unstoppable torrent, converging towards the palm of his left hand.

Sky Wolf's dragon slaying knife was a beautiful reversal in his hand, from the length of the three-foot sword just now to the length of the sword to the length of the knife of four feet and two inches, his left hand was grasped, and the scorching internal force gushing out of the palm was forcibly injected into the blade through the air, and the extremely cold true qi from the Shenmen point in the right hand entered from the hilt, and the two battle qi, one yin and one yang, were injected into the entire dragon slaying knife in this strange form. The heat and brightness were like 10,000 suns, and even the air seemed to burn.

A terrifying howl suddenly sounded from the dragon slaying knife, and the heavenly wolf's ears heard the sword spirit roaring: "Ah, it hurts, don't push me, don't push me!"

The wolf only felt that the handle of the knife that was about to freeze just now suddenly became extremely hot, and the palm seemed to hold a soldering iron, and a burning smell of burning flesh entered his nose, and the palm of his left hand, which was rapidly slashing along the blade from the bottom to the tip of the knife, penetrated an extremely cathodic cold, just like the extreme cold he felt in Liu Yu's tomb when he first got the dragon slaying knife.

The Heavenly Wolf was shocked in his heart, and in this move, he was counting on injecting the largest Heavenly Wolf battle qi in the sword, and then striking an earth-shattering critical blow. to decide the winner, but he never thought that this sword spirit couldn't stand his powerful battle qi at this time, and actually began to eat himself.

The wolf only felt the heat in his left hand drain dramatically. But his right hand was like being roasted by fire, and he was in a hurry, and roared: "Sword Spirit, what do you want to do!"

The sword spirit just kept screaming, but it couldn't stop at all, and the wolf was in a hurry, and suddenly had an idea. Whether it is the Dragon Slaying Sword Spirit or the Mo Evil Sword Spirit, it seems that they have said that they have dragon blood. Last time, he sprayed a mouthful of blood on the dragon slaying knife, and only then did he get this knife, but now the situation is urgent, and he can't explain in words. Directly settled the sword spirit first. Let's talk about other things.

So the wolf gritted the tip of his tongue with steel teeth, and the huge pain accompanied by the gushing blood made the wolf become extraordinarily awake, he opened his mouth and sprayed towards the dragon slaying knife, and a blood arrow shot out, hitting the knife groove, and the strange blue blood droplets on the groove seemed to have life, and rolled up all of a sudden, and a few drops of blood splashed up. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared, and the heat of the hilt and the coldness of the blade. Cheng Dù was also three points lower.

Seeing that it worked, the wolf hurriedly sprayed two more mouthfuls, and sure enough, the discomfort of the left and right hands disappeared at once, the wolf couldn't care much, and hurriedly continued to slash the tip of the knife with his left hand, just now this toss, the wolf lost at least three percent, and the wolf in his hand was less than seventy percent of the true qi, but the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it, and the wolf fiercely brushed the dragon slashing knife with one claw, and the blade became red all over, and the handle of the knife was condensed into a crystal frost together with the right hand of the wolf, like a sculpture, It was formed in a pale blue ice crystal.

This move is the ultimate killing move of the Heavenly Wolf Sword Technique - the Heavenly Wolf destroys the world, the power is huge, it is enough to destroy any target within ten zhang, as long as it is used, it will have to lose a year's cultivation, but the Heavenly Wolf has not taken care of much, and the trace of Iga Tencho is difficult to find, and only with this indiscriminate explosive blow can his true body be destroyed along with the phantom.

But the wolf's knife was just raised, but there was a flower in front of him, and a snow-bright blade was already close in front of him, he secretly screamed that it was not good, his feet were a little, and he quickly retreated, this time Iga Tianchang also knew that his next move must be a desperate outbreak, even the phantom was not used, and he directly attacked with the deity, and his knife came so fast, so desperate, quietly and directly in front of him, because of the delay for the sword spirit just now, although it was only a blink of an eye, it was enough for a master like Iga Tianchang to attack in close quarters.

The wolf's backward figure was already faster than lightning, but Iga's long snow-bright blade seemed to be faster, when the wolf just retreated, the blade was about a foot from his chest, and when he first took off and fell, the blade was still three inches from the wolf's chest, and his corset was cut by the sword qi that hissed from the front of the blade, and the granite-like strong chest muscles were suddenly revealed.

The wolf gritted his teeth, all his strength was on his feet, only by getting rid of the fatal blow of Iga Tianchang, he had a chance to fight back, the second time his feet touched the ground, he used the power of milk, and shot out backwards, and the dragon slashing knife in his right hand was too long to swing, and his left hand pushed out a dragon in the sky, this time the power was less than two percent of the usual, and he didn't expect to be able to break the opponent's protective strength, just to be able to shake this knife a little bit, even if he raised his hand to block, You can get rid of this attack yourself.

But Iga Tianchang's grimace was more clearly displayed from behind the blade, and through the protective body of the Heavenly Wolf Battle Qi that had been slashed by the Xueliang Blade, the Heavenly Wolf could see that his white hair had stood upside down, and a pair of eyes had become green, and his withered hands were holding a three-foot-long knife tightly, and the snowy blade had clearly been pushed up to less than an inch outside his chest, and the terrifying knife aura made the thick hairs on the Heavenly Wolf's chest begin to fall from the roots, and they were turned into pieces by the knife qi that followed, and disappeared.

Tenro finally realized that he couldn't get rid of Iga Tencho's pursuit, and even with his skills, he should have been able to catch up with him just now, and now this blade should have been inserted into his chest, but Iga Tencho always kept the blade half an inch to an inch away from his chest, as if he was giving himself a little hope, and he wanted to retreat desperately.

The wolf's mind flashed like lightning, and he understood, although Iga Tianchang's knife could disembowel himself, but his counterattack before death was enough to make him have no bones, he didn't want to kill himself, and he didn't want to die with himself like this, the red on his dragon slaying knife had begun to gradually dissipate, once the red light faded, that was his real death time came.

The wolf gritted his teeth, this kind of game between the top masters is playing with psychological momentum, he is already a mortal game, and only by surviving in death can he get away with it.

Thinking of this, the wolf roared, and suddenly a thousand pounds fell, and the whole person's figure stopped at once, the green light in Iga Tianchang's eyes suddenly flashed, and he said "huh" in his mouth, but the knife couldn't be contained at all, "pounced", stabbed straight into the wolf's body, and passed through the right shoulder of the wolf, only to hear the sound of "danglang", the wolf's right hand could no longer be raised, and the dragon slashing knife, together with the ice cube condensed in his right hand, hung down weakly. (To be continued......)