Staring at Chu Haoyu, feeling the subtle but tenacious energy he wielded, there was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the black-clothed masked man. has such a cultivation at a young age, and he deserves to be a royal pride, but today......

At this moment, two cold lights suddenly flashed in the masked man's eyes, and when he mentioned all his cultivation, he could suddenly see a sword light that had condensed into substance, which was so dazzling in the dark night, piercing Chu Haoyu's chest and leaving. After doing all this, the masked man no longer pursued Chu Haoyu, and slashed at Su Qingqing with a stride and a sword.

Seeing this scene, Chu Haoyu and the three of them were all shocked, surprised that the masked man actually abandoned Chu Haoyu to capture Su Qingqing, but no one doubted the killing intent on the long sword. They were all determined, and although the three of them were surprised, they also reacted.

Staring at the black-clothed masked man who suddenly pounced, Su Qingqing stepped back without any hesitation, and between the waving hands, a fog darker than the night was filled, thinking that it was a huge poison. Knowing that this poisonous mist could not stop the black-clothed masked man, Su Qingqing grabbed the dagger in his hand again, and looked at the black-clothed man with a touch of ruthlessness.

In the face of Su Qingqing's ink-like poisonous mist, the black-clothed masked man did not change his expression at all, let alone stop him in the slightest, and fell in front of Su Qingqing in one step, and the long sword in the black-clothed man's hand slashed out.

There was a crunch of bells, the sound of a long sword slashing at a dagger. Suddenly, Su Qingqing had already spit out a mouthful of blood, but what was surprising was that the blood turned into a bloody arrow and shot towards the black-clothed masked man-faced door. Shooting blood arrows, Su Qingqing still wanted to see the result, but his eyes went black and fell, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing the blood arrows that Su Qingqing spit out, especially the disciples of the Poison Sect who cultivated the Poison Sutra, there was a high degree of poison in their blood, and the black-clothed masked man finally had a slight change of color. Although the martial arts were high, the black-clothed masked man did not dare to use his flesh palm to catch it, and waved his sleeves to roll up a strong wind to meet the blood sword, and at the same time swung the sword and slashed at Kong Ruoling.

Seeing that the masked man in green clothes actually swung his sword and slashed at Su Qingqing, Kong Ruoling was surprised in his heart, but he also made a decision in an instant, held the scabbard in his hand and made a sword trick, and stepped towards the black-clothed masked man. Kong Ruoling's seemingly simple steps, but the strange feeling of flowing clouds and water, and the strange feeling of breaking the water and flowing water, are clearly the best light exercises, and the scabbard in his hand slightly drew a dot, which swallowed the proud sword qi, and stabbed at the head of the black-clothed masked man. Ethereal posture, proud swordsmanship, looks like a dancing fairy.

Kong Ruoling used the most common Liangyi sword in Wuji Temple, and the black-clothed masked man was very familiar with this move, and the long sword was directly picked on the scabbard. Suddenly, the sword shadow disappeared, and at the same time, a sword qi forced towards Kong Ruoling.

The moment the long sword of the man in black slashed on the scabbard, Kong Ruoling felt a strong force coming, and her body trembled uncontrollably, but before she could make any movement, a sword qi shot into her chest like an arrow from the string. Taking a deep breath, Kong Ruoling immediately retreated, but the man in black had the intention of killing with one blow, so she was not allowed to leave safely.

Soon, the sword qi pierced into his chest, and Kong Ruoling also couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered back, and finally stood still with the scabbard, but his body staggered and seemed to fall down at any time.

Seeing Kong Ruoling fall, the black-clothed masked girl really paid a lot for this little girl, but just when he was about to kill the killer, Chu Haoyu had already swung his sword to attack.

Chu Haoyu knew that with Su Qingqing's martial arts cultivation, even if he reluctantly took the man in black, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured, so he didn't dare to hesitate. A body that steadied itself in a breath and retreated rapidly, swinging his sword and slashing at the condensed sword of the man in black.

This sword embodies the lifelong martial arts experience of the man in black, domineering like a mountain proudly independent, tough and like a river. The moment the long sword slashed up, the sword suddenly burst out and went straight to Chu Haoyu's heart, with Chu Haoyu's martial arts cultivation, his body also trembled, and his chest was churning.

took a deep breath to suppress the strange true qi in his body, but Chu Haoyu didn't have time to get rid of it, and swung his sword to slash at the black-clothed masked man.

Feeling the long sword exuding a proud sword aura in Chu Haoyu's hand, the eyes of the black-clothed masked man lit up again, and finally abandoned Kong Ruoling and waved the long sword to meet it, fighting with Chu Haoyu.

At this moment, Chu Haoyu not only had to suppress the strange true qi in his body, but also wanted to entangle the man in black to prevent him from raiding Kong Ruoling and the two again, and the masked man in black seemed to have taken the lead to play the three of them between the palms since he appeared, but he also consumed a lot of internal strength, so he lost the great momentum at the beginning, but the two long swords were as fast as dragons, and the slightest negligence would lead to blood.

Unconsciously, the sky has turned white, reflecting two figures flying up and down, as for Kong Ruoling, although he has the heart to support it, he can't sit on the ground, only a pair of eyes are getting brighter and brighter, quietly looking at the two people in the battle.

Seeing that the sky was shining, the black-clothed masked man knew that he couldn't drag it out any longer, not to mention that he already felt that there was a toxin spreading in his body. Although he was not afraid of Su Qingqing's poisonous mist, he could hardly connect Su Qingqing's blood arrows condensed with blood, and the sleeves of his clothes were corroded and tattered, and at this moment, there was finally a toxin that invaded the meridians along the palm of his hand.

Taking a deep breath, the black-clothed masked man forced Chu Haoyu to make a hard touch, and then jumped high with the force of the shock, and then slashed down with a heavy sword. The further down he went, the slower the sword momentum of the man in black became, but the power in it was like panicking the power of heaven, and Chu Haoyu's clothes swayed.

Seeing this, how could Chu Haoyu not understand the masked man's thoughts. Suppressing the churning blood qi in his body between breaths, Chu Haoyu raised his sword to meet it, wanting to touch this move before the masked man's momentum climbed to the peak.

Chu Haoyu's speed was fast, and the long sword was picked up on the masked man's loose-grained sword like a dragonfly. Suddenly, the masked man's sword momentum suddenly stopped, but with heavy force, he pressed the hundred-refined steel long sword in Chu Haoyu's hand into a bow shape, and at the same time, there was a huge force that approached Chu Haoyu directly.

At the moment when the sword momentum was blocked, the masked man's pure internal force, which had been cultivated for sixty years, was like the Milky Way falling from the nine heavens and swept towards Chu Haoyu, seeing this, although Chu Haoyu was unwilling, he could only input the internal force into the long sword continuously. At this moment, the two have become a struggle of internal forces, perhaps, this is the purpose of the masked man.

Both of them are congenital masters, and their understanding of martial arts is slightly worse but not much better, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time, but the internal strength is different, there is no slightest trick, who is weak in internal strength, I am afraid that I will lose, and the result of defeat is death. Now it seems that Chu Haoyu, who is not as old as the weak crown, is obviously weaker than the black-clothed masked man, and the long sword is bent a little bit, and the long sword can't withstand this coercion, I'm afraid it will be the moment of his defeat.

Chu Haoyu is therefore a genius of the heavens, and he realized the way of yin and yang changes at a young age and became a master of the heavenly and human realms, but compared to the masked man who cultivated a penance, his internal strength was obviously insufficient. As time passed, the long sword bent more and more, and Chu Haoyu's face became more and more solemn, and his forehead was even covered with beads of sweat, emitting a strange light under the sunlight.

At this moment, Chu Haoyu was emitting a faint light all over his body. He had already run the Tianyang Decisive to the extreme, and he could clearly perceive that the sunlight seeped into the body, flowed into the meridians, and finally merged into the dantian, but even if he obtained the purest Yang Qi in this heaven and earth, Chu Haoyu still had no power to fight back, and his body in mid-air was a little shaky.

There was a pop, this was the sound of sweat dripping on the ground, so slight, but at this moment of silence, it was so huge, so huge that Chu Haoyu couldn't bear it. First the arms, then the body, all began to tremble, but at this moment, Kong Ruoling, who had been forgotten by the two, stood up.

Forcibly endured the supreme sword qi of the masked man, Kong Ruoling was almost injured in all his internal organs, but both of them were of the same origin as the disciples of Wujiguan, and after such a long time, Kong Ruoling had already refined this sword qi into seventy-seven eighty-eight. Seeing that Chu Haoyu was about to be defeated, Kong Ruoling finally made a decision, and there was firmness and arrogance on his ethereal face.

Qiang Ti Neili stood up, Kong Ruoling took a firm step, and the scabbard in his hand turned into a proud long sword, stabbing at the masked man's mind and temple. If this sword is implemented, I am afraid that no matter how high the masked man's martial arts are, he will also die.

Although the masked man was fighting with Chu Haoyu with all his strength, he also reflected everything in the valley in his mind, when Kong Ruoling stood up, he could still maintain his composure, but seeing her stabbing with a sword, the masked man could no longer maintain Gujing Wubo's state of mind. At this moment, don't say that Kong Ruoling's casual sword is not something he can bear, but he can't stop it, and he has no power to dodge it.

Staring at Chu Haoyu, especially the unconcealable joy in his eyes, a cold light flashed in the masked man's eyes. At this moment, he finally made a decision, and said coldly: "Kill!" In the cold shout, the masked man's pure internal power of cultivating a nail instantly exploded.

Seeing some crazy light in the eyes of the black-clothed masked man, Chu Haoyu sensed that something was wrong, and did not dare to hesitate at all, and operated Shaoyang to the extreme, and a layer of white light visible to the naked eye was filled with Zhou Shang, but that. Dead or alive could not stop the masked man's final blow at the cost of his life.

In the shouts of the masked man, the long sword in his hand turned into a little fragment, and it was the long sword in Chu Haoyu's hand, which was also broken into several pieces.

At the same time as the masked man retreated with the huge power of the masked man, Chu Haoyu puffed up high in a Confucian shirt like an inflated shirt, and waved between his two hands, one hand yin and one hand yang evolved the way of heaven and earth, and one layer of light flowed, hoping to block the masked man's sword qi.

The sound of puff and puff was like ten thousand arrows shooting on the water. At this moment, everything slowed down, and it seemed that time also stood still at this moment, but as the masked man made a sword trick with both hands, he saw that these sword qi condensed together, and slashed at Chu Haoyu's chest like a bamboo, throwing him far to the ground, life and death were unknown, but at this moment, Kong Ruoling's sword scabbard was pointed on the masked man's temple. Suddenly, the black-clothed masked man fell to the ground, not breathing any more.

Piercing this sword, Kong Ruoling was also drained of his strength, and he was no longer able to control his seriously injured body from mid-air and fell down.

Everything happened and ended in an instant, incredibly fast, but in this instant, Chu Haoyu, Kong Ruoling, and the black-clothed masked man were all lying on the ground, and there was no sound, only the river was flowing non-stop, and the valley was so quiet.