After the previous fight, the silver-haired man's contempt for Yue Shao'an was already obvious. Although he had noticed Yue Shao'an's movements, he didn't pay attention to it, because what could be hidden on his body was nothing more than a secret weapon, but no matter how powerful the secret weapon was, it had to be sent by whom.

The silver-haired man had already known that Yue Shao'an's speed was completely inferior to him, so he naturally thought that the hidden weapon he sent out was not a big threat.

With his eyes swept over, the silver-haired man's gaze fell on Yue Shao'an's waist, smiled softly, and said, "The scabbard is not bad, give it to me together!" Before the words fell, his body rushed towards Yue Shao'an again, and his speed was still fast, and he could only see a white shadow......

"Bang!"

Yue Shaoan finally shot, the pistol did not show up, the bullet pierced his clothes and shot out, the white shadow suddenly stopped, knelt on one knee, and the other leg, but could no longer move......

Although this shot didn't kill him, it was really ruthless, and the leg that was shattered in the kneecap was useless...... At least for a short time, he could no longer pose a threat to Yue Shao'an.

The Death Dust Sword that he seized also fell into his palm with the action of him falling to the ground, and landed not far in front of Yue Shao'an. Yue Shao'an did not stop because the other party was injured, but stepped forward quickly, slapped the soles of his feet on the sword, and with the rebound of the sword body, he gently took the hilt of the sword in his hand with the tip of his toes, and with Yue Shao'an's movements, the people standing on both sides of him also rushed towards him quickly.

It's a pity that people with the speed of white-haired men have never appeared again, and their speed is only faster than ordinary people, and it has not reached the point of being unbelievable. Therefore, as they approached Yue Shao'an, the Dust Passing Sword in Yue Shao'an's hand was already on the silver-haired man's neck.

There were no words, only a "ding......" sword blade sounded, Yue Shao'an just flicked his finger on the sword body, just like the previous man's finger flick on the sword, but the previous sword sound was empty, and now, it was next to the silver-haired man's neck, at the moment when the sword blade vibrate, the tiny blood on the silver-haired man's neck oozed a faint blood with the vibration of the sword blade......

Just such a slight bloodshot made the people who followed closely not dare to move, because they obviously saw that Yue Shao'an didn't use much force, just a slight tremor, and the blade of the sword was not as good as the skin, it would cut the blood, if it was dragged a little harder, it was estimated that the big head would instantly get out of this body entangled in pain.

The silver-haired man gritted his teeth and was drenched in cold sweat, but he didn't bow his head, but smiled coldly, and said in a voice trembling with pain: "I underestimate you, but do you think you can see them like this?" Wrong, it's just that you can't get out of it yourself......"

"And what do you think you do? If you have lost a leg, can you still take my sword? Yue Shaoan looked at the silver-haired man, there was a bit of banter in his eyes, although he didn't say it thoroughly, but his strength in controlling other people's lives had already been shown.

Touching Yue Shao'an's eyes, the silver-haired man's face became very ugly, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up, Yue Shao'an's sword deflected against his shoulder, but he still moved his body as if he didn't feel pain, letting the blade cut into the flesh, and blood overflowed......

Looking at the silver-haired man's temperament, Yue Shaoan was a little surprised, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but loosen a little, as the silver-haired man's shoulders moved up a little bit, the sword in his hand could no longer be suppressed.

Although the two are now in hostility, Yue Shaoan admires this kind of backbone person in his bones, although he is arrogant to the point of being a little arrogant, but having such a character will inevitably lead to his behavior. In the end, Yue Shao'an withdrew the blade, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the silver-haired man.

The silver-haired man was a little surprised, but after seeing the smile on Yue Shaoan's face, he sat down in a daze, haha, waved his hand lightly, and motioned for the people who came over to disperse.

When he sat down, the injured leg was obviously trembling, and the sweat oozing from the pain on his forehead slowly flowed down his silver eyebrows, and the blood on his neck dripped onto the white robe, dyeing drops of bright red......

Yue Shaoan looked at the appearance of the silver-haired man, took a deep breath, and seemed to say something, but felt that he couldn't say anything. And the laughter of the silver-haired man still echoed in this empty metal space, and a trace of pain and pleasure in it were all about to appear, and seemed to disappear......

In the end, Yue Shaoan also sat down slowly and sat face to face with the silver-haired man.

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Outside, Dao Yan and Yonghui, the battle of one monk and one monk became more and more intense, the surrounding loess was no longer flat, and the yellow mound was also potholed and changed, Chu Xuansoul and the guards were dumbfounded, especially the guards, they and Dao Yan had been together for a long time, but they never thought that Dao Yan's martial arts were so high that they exceeded their imagination.

With manpower, the ground can become so dilapidated, and Dao Yan and the old monk seem to go to two extremes, the old monk has a soft power that is understated every time, but Dao Yan is extremely fierce.

I really don't know, and it's hard to imagine that a skinny old Taoist priest can have so much strength.

The crowd was not attracted by the battle of the two old fellows, and they all ignored a woman who was staring nervously at the surging light and shadow.

Shu Yun's heart had already disappeared with Yue Shao'an when he disappeared into the light and shadow......

She has been entangled here for a long time, facing the monks and veterans who are fighting fiercely over there, but she doesn't seem to see anything in her eyes, she hesitates, struggles, and finally purses her lips, her thin lower lip is bitten out of a few tooth marks, and a pair of beautiful feet under the long skirt also subconsciously take a step.

The light steps gradually became faster, and everyone who was attracted by the monk and the old way did not notice that the woman standing next to them had left.

Looking at the constantly surging light and shadow, she suddenly ran hard, what the old monk said before she had already left behind her, and she unconsciously thought about what would happen to Yue Shao'an inside, and her body that had been rushing forward did not pause, and soon merged into the light curtain.

A trace of white clouds on the edge of the sky looked a little dark in the rippling air of the loess, the dust and smoke fell, the color of the white clouds gradually recovered, but it was suddenly blown away without a trace by a gust of wind, Yue Shao'an's fate seemed to be like this piece of white clouds, the future end is very confusing, although he has reached such a great height, it is impossible to fall to the ground again, but it is unknown whether he will stay there in the end......