As soon as the mountain wind blew, the fire became bigger and bigger.

The two fought against each other, just like a duel, the two were separated by a few feet, and each other's true anger was agitated, making the sand fly away from the rocks in this battle, and the strange wind was howling.

Shen Qiu's broken hair was blown and swayed, Yang Beihan's rat whiskers were also shaking, and the old man was holding a knife handle in his hand, and there were broken blades all over the ground under his feet.

They were all two-finger-wide slices, reflecting wisps of fire.

"Use this."

Shen Qiu flicked his fingers.

A black knife was towed, and flew out of the collapsed wooden house behind it.

Crossing a trajectory, in the sharp sound of the blade and handle, it was accurately inserted two inches under Yang Beihan's feet.

This is the saber of the Sect Master of the Fierce Sword Sect, that is, the "flying man" who destroyed the Elder's wooden house just now.

The style is weird, it is a knife type in the Western Regions.

Straight blade, the blade is like a crescent, the blade is dark and rough, with some uneven lines, made of meteoric iron, tough with a wisp of evil energy.

can block the impact of the Liangyi Divine Fist, and it is already a famous blade in the rivers and lakes.

The name of the knife, the wild sand.

"That piece of waste doesn't deserve this good knife."

Shen Qiu moved his ten fingers, and there were silver claw blades, which popped out from his fingertips, and the firelight was set off, and the cold light was dotted, like starlight in the night.

He said:

"But it's enough for Elder Beihan."

"The old man saw that you were really angry like the sea, very solid, the Great Zhou Tian has been completed, and the list of the near sky is half a step,"

Yang Beihan didn't play flower work either, he took out the black blade under his feet, waved it twice in his left hand, danced a ball of knife flowers, and put the long knife at his side, he said:

"Everyone else in the stockade is dead?"

"How so?"

Shen Qiu chuckled lightly, his hands in the shape of a flower, and the sharp Canglan True Qi was wrapped around his fingertips in the form of cyan air currents.

With the command of the hand, the air flow still brought mottled flower shadows in the night.

It's good-looking.

He said:

"I'm not one of those vicious demons, there are hundreds of people in this village, and not everyone has done bad things, how can I kill them all, regardless of good and evil?

Only a small half of them were killed. ”

"Huh"

Yang Bei laughed coldly, and he said:

"The old man knows how you act, even if you don't die, if you survive, those martial arts exercises that have been abolished are like wasted people, how can you survive in this Chen Cang today?

You, this person, say something unrighteous and evil, but you often waste people's martial arts.

You don't kill people, but you do things that punish your heart, you are really a first-class evil demon! Ren Hao really has a vision, and he chooses to choose such a troublesome person as you. ”

"The Elder's words are biased."

Shen Qiu didn't care about this kind of sarcasm.

Yang Beihan spoke in a crepe, but it was much more ruthless than the rude scolding of those Jianghu people.

He waved his hand and said:

"The people of the Fierce Sword Sect, the students die evil skills, and their every move is controlled by the Seven Peerless Sects, if they want to live, they can't die, they are said to be big living people, but what is the difference between them and that brainless puppet?

Shen abolished them, but saved them. ”

"Thinking about the benefits again, these people came from afar, although they lost their martial arts and turned into invalids, but..."

Shen Qiu laughed and said confidently:

"Isn't it a gratifying thing that they have been freed from the shackles of their bodies and free of mind?"

"Sharp teeth!"

Yang Beihan replied and stopped talking to Shen Qiu.

The feet were like a living wind, sweeping forward a few feet, and at the moment of stopping, the beast roared, sneaky and abnormal, and the greedy wolf knife qi that could not catch the trajectory at all flew out.

Seven shots in a row, but with anger, leaving no room for it.

Yang Beihan knew his own situation, and this Shen Qiu in front of him was making rapid progress, with such stunts as the Liangyi Divine Fist, if it dragged on for a long time, he would definitely lose.

If you want to win, you have to give it your all.

Seven greedy wolf knife qi, invisible to the eye, can only be captured by perception, flying trajectory is extremely sneaky, such as the Big Dipper star group, swaying and swirling, dancing between the stars of the wonderful.

They were scattered and connected together, sealing all of Shen Qiu's dodging spaces.

In the roar of the strange beast, it is the killer of the greedy wolf knife technique.

"Bang"

The first wisp of sword qi swept in front of Shen Qiu's body, and was shattered by the sharp finger qi.

The entire invisible arc shattered from the midpoint, striking in all directions, like a storm of furious blades, and the dust flew in all directions.

Shen Qiu's body rotated, his arms stretched out, and his feet moved lightly, like a slender beauty dancing, with a lazy movement with three points of killing intent.

When Canglan's true qi was running, it was wrapped in airflow, and the cyan light brought out the afterimage.

It's like a beautiful woman dancing in the firelight under the moon.

The limbs are bent and swayed, not only beautiful, but also a mysterious and elegant feeling, in this pleasing sway, the sword qi is shattered in the air.

Zhang Lan said that this ten thousand flowers spirit jade finger is the most beautiful martial art in the rivers and lakes.

In the past, Shen Qiu couldn't have three flavors.

It always feels soft, not as easy to control as the Liangyi Divine Fist and the Lifeless Knife Style, but now, the root bone is reshaped, the comprehension is soaring, and then with this fingering, there is a little understanding.

Feminine beauty.

If there is no shadow tightrope strangulation.

It doesn't look as domineering and powerful as the sword, but the danger and murder inside it are far above the blade.

Coupled with the long-range strike of Xuan Bing's finger qi, after a dancing spin, the greedy wolf lore was dissolved, and thousands of shattered sword qi flew around Shen Qiu.

But as soon as he was close to Shen Qiu's three feet, he would be shattered by the cyan air flow wrapped around Shen Qiu's body.

When the sword array dispersed, another figure dragged the knife and came.

Jumping above Shen Qiu's head, the Wild Sand Black Knife came out head-on, bringing up the shadow of the sword in the sky, not only in front of him, but also on his side, behind him, there were two figures flickering.

Ghost Shadow Magic.

Yang Beihan also learned!

This old man is really well hidden.

"Huh"

The three phantom killing moves were exhausted, and Shen Qiu moved a step to the side.

The sword shadow around his body was rolling, and the true qi in his body changed, Cang Lan was sharper by three points, as if he was dazzled, and the phantom like a mountain ghost made a sword dispersed in one minute.

Seven Shen Qiu punched in all directions.

In the next moment, it dissipated like a soap bubble on the spot.

Yang Beihan's three phantoms were beaten with holes, but there was no real body among them.

The magic of the Shadow Sword Technique converged on the next breath, and Shen Qiu turned around and threw a punch that hit the spine of the black knife that was silently slashed.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang.

The true qi wrapped around the blade of the knife was crushed, just like a bomb bursting, Yang Beihan, who was pushing, fell backwards, and the elder with five short statures was like a spirit monkey.

Flipped in the air for two weeks, and when it landed, it roared.

The black knife in his hand came out of his hand.

Hurried and fast, like an arrow off the string, shooting towards Shen Qiu's face, the greedy wolf knife technique also has a method of drawing a knife, but it is not commonly used.

But at this time, the elders who had been infiltrated in the sword technique for decades came, and at this distance, this knife was as fast as lightning, and it had a bit of the power of slashing the heavens and the earth.

"Bang"

Shen Qiu clasped his hands together, took the white blade with his empty hands, and stuck the black knife in his palm.

Shake your body and stand firmly.

The blade of the black knife was less than two inches from his forehead.

"Haha"

Elder Beihan's laughter, accompanied by the Soul Destroying Divine Claw, reverberated in the night.

Shen Qiu's hands were stuck in the black knife, and he could no longer resist his next palm attack, and his short figure shrank into inches, flashed in front of Shen Qiu, and punched forward with both hands.

It's fast and imposing.

The real qi rioted, so that every palm brought the sound of an explosion, like a series of muffled thunders, and the half-step Tianbang was full of combat power, not as good as the Tianbang fight, not as good as mortals.

But there are also all kinds of miracles.

The wind of the gloomy owl rolled up around the two of them, causing the surrounding flames to spiral, and the fire borrowed the power of the wind, and it took on the momentum of a prairie fire, rising into the sky, and wisps of sparks were blown away.

In the midst of the scorching, there seems to be a hole in the door of the Yellow Spring.

But the more he fought, the more ugly Yang Beihan's face became.

Shen Qiu is retreating.

His steps are dexterous and unchaotic, and he can dodge in between moments when the Soul Destroying Claw is opened, but his footwork is strange, and there are a few changes in every moment when he retreats.

The femininity of the phantom footwork.

The silent swiftness of the falling snow steps.

The ethereal and ethereal steps of the long river are hard to find.

The characteristics of several different body styles seem to be rubbed together, making Shen Qiu flutter lightly when he walks, with feathers in the wind and duckweed in the water, as if there is no weight at all.

Yang Beihan slapped thirteen palms in a breath.

True Qi stirred up the surrounding buildings into ruins, but not only did he not hit Shen Qiu once, but he also let the latter use the strength of True Qi to move farther and farther away from him.

Seeing that Shen Qiu was already holding a knife in his hand, Yang Beihan's eyes flashed with fierce light.

"Bang"

A soft sound erupted in Shen Qiu's waist and abdomen.

When the two of them trembled, they were only a few feet apart.

At this distance, it was completely within the killing range of the Soul Destroying Divine Claw, and he wanted to detonate the True Qi Qi mass entangled in Shen Qiu's body, and use the magic of the Divine Claw to hit Shen Qiu's flaws.

Then you can defeat the enemy with one more blow.

The air mass was detonated, and Shen Qiu's retreat stopped for a moment.

But the next air mass had no ability to detonate, just like a series of squibs, Shen Qiu raised his head, and there was no pain on his face.

There is only a hint of playfulness in the eyes.

Yang Beihan's complexion changed greatly, his toes touched the ground, and he quickly retreated.

But.

It's late.

"Buzz"

The black knife light lit up in front of Elder Beihan's eyes.

Without a single sword, in the midst of this pursuit, it broke out, and the offense and defense were completely reversed at this moment.

Shen Qiu's knife is not just a knife.

Before the blade struck, there was already a sword intent escaping, and the dark night illuminated by the firelight in front of Yang Beihan's eyes seemed to change the sky and the earth at this moment, the cold wind blew everywhere, and there was a white expanse between heaven and earth.

The snow is sprinkled, dead and silent, thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Where you can see it, the world is lonely, but there is only one person left.

The elder's eyes were confused.

Being hit by the bitter cold knife intent, there are all kinds of thoughts rising in the heart, just like loneliness, parting, and the negative emotions of loneliness in a lifetime, which are all triggered.

Half of my life has passed, but I haven't achieved anything yet.

If you don't go back like this, you won't suffer in the red dust of this world.

Such desperate thoughts are only for a moment.

It was like a flame that had not risen, and was suppressed by Yang Beihan with a firm will, but this moment was extremely deadly, and the sword technique was practiced to the realm of him and Shen Qiu, and the distance was no longer a factor affecting the power of the sword technique.

In such a duel, a little confusion will bring disastrous consequences.

"Poof, poof, poof"

The black knife slashed down with a single light, shattering five phantoms in a row.

At the time of his death, Yang Beihan's ghost shadow magic skills secretly practiced saved his life, as if there were constantly phantoms growing in them, eliminating the power of this lifeless slash for him.

It's just a moment, but it's as hard as a year.

"Poof"

The knife was silent, and blood was everywhere.

Elder Beihan's chest was pulled from his shoulders to his waist and abdomen, and a terrifying scar was pulled, and his blood qi was attracted by Shen Qiu's Rakshasa Blood Knife method, and a handful of blood light was brought into the air, and when the blood was sprinkled in the sky, it was added to the cold qi.

The wound looked terrifying, but with Yang Beihan's desperate support, it did not hurt the root.

Can't fight anymore!

Today's Shen Qiu is no longer an opponent that can be easily repulsed.

Yang Beihan knew that Shen Qiu also had a secret method of fighting for his life, which could increase his martial arts skills several times in a short period of time.

Before this secret method was used, he had been pressed to a disadvantage.

Time to go.

He puffed up his true qi, sealed the wound in his chest, and propped up his toes on the ground, like a swallow picking up water, as if sweeping from behind, and the speed was extremely fast, and he flew away several feet in an instant.

It seems to be about to escape from the flames and death.

Shen Qiu didn't chase either.

After Elder Beihan flew out, he held the knife in his left hand, shook it with his right hand, and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang"

Four muffled sounds made Yang Beihan's face pale as paper at this moment.

There was a sharp pain in the heart, waist, abdomen, neck, and legs.

This kind of pain came like a tide, and the moment it rose, it suppressed the flow of true qi, making him fall from above like a bird with broken wings, and smashed it on a wooden house in embarrassment.

smashed the roof and crashed into the house.

This pain.

He's all too familiar.

In the past many years, he had relied on this True Qi Seal of the Soul Destroying Divine Claw to defeat and kill too many opponents.

Now, feng shui takes turns, and it is time for him to experience the pain of burning.

It's a desperate situation.

Yang Beihan landed in the corner of the blood-stained wooden house and smashed a table to smithereens.

In the flying sawdust, he opened his mouth and spurted out blood with ice slag, and the cold qi rose from his internal organs, making it difficult for Yang Beihan to breathe.

In front of him, on the wooden bed, there were a pair of Fierce Sword Sect couples stacked on top of each other.

Naked body, but still maintaining a happy posture.

But both men and women have been sealed in the ice.

It's like an ice sculpture depicting love, with a hint of ease and irony.

Shen Qiu is really a bad person.

Looking at the appearance of the ice sculpture, it is probably that when the man and woman reached the peak of passion, they were frozen for a moment, and they died in extreme pleasure, which cannot be considered a tragic thing in any way.

It's just that this ice sculpture with a sense of joy has too much sarcasm in the eyes of today's Beihan elders.

He couldn't escape.

He knows.

The moment Shen Qiu launched the Soul Destroying Claw, he knew that he couldn't escape.

The prerequisite for this kind of miraculous skill to be launched on the opponent, detonate the air mass, and seal the true qi, in addition to being ten feet close, is the most important thing is that one's own true qi must be equal to the total amount of the opponent's true qi.

The difference can't be too far.

Otherwise, even if the air mass is detonated, it will be difficult to cause considerable damage to the opponent.

He activated the power of the divine claw, and Shen Qiu ate it all, without a trace of pain.

But as soon as that person activated the Divine Claw, he was immediately banned from True Qi, which showed that at least in terms of the capacity and condensation of True Qi, he was far inferior to Shen Qiu.

"That's amazing."

Elder Beihan curled up at the foot of the house, he looked at the figure carrying a black knife and strolling over, while spitting blood and staining his rat whisker clothes, he grinned:

"It's really the back waves pushing the front waves, and you, the old man has lived to dogs for most of his life. I never thought that I would be humiliated by your little girl that day.

In order to save face and make compromises, the seeds of today's defeat were planted.

Within half a year, he practiced the divine claw to this realm.

Shen Qiu, it's the old man who underestimated you.

The old man does not complain if he loses, even if he is in his heyday, I am afraid that he will no longer be your opponent. Kill it with a knife, just give the old man dignity, and don't humiliate me again. ”

He closed his eyes, trying to maintain a majesty that didn't exist.

Raise your head, close your eyes and die.

But it wasn't the cold blade and the light of the sword, but a handkerchief with a scent.

Being placed on the neck of Elder Beihan, wiping away the embarrassed bloodstains, the old man opened his eyes and saw Shen Qiu squatting in front of him.

Those clear eyes looked at him, and there was a warm light in their eyes.

"I killed enough people tonight, and it is especially unbeautiful to recreate and kill, and if I kill you, I can't explain to Zhang Lan, I still have to take care of my brother's feelings."

However, Elder Beihan, you lost. ”

He said:

"Since you lose, I'll punish you, and play a game with Shen."