Suddenly came back to his senses, and the surroundings were already foggy.

It's not night, it's more like the eternal twilight above the Sword Wasteland! What does the smell of beacon smoke feel like? People who have experienced the battlefield of death may not be able to describe it completely, but at the moment of contact, they suddenly feel it, and that's it.

"Drink."

The gray-haired young man in front of him slowed down to fast, his movements changed from rusty to smooth, and in an instant, he pulled out a long sword from his chest, and in an instant, the illusion covered the moon shadow, and there were only more figures and swords in front of him.

Shower Yusheng is no stranger to the sudden change of this scene, and the feeling of being in a fantasy world in minutes. This is even the norm when he is a guest at the house of his friend Lao Du.

But at this time, the illusion, whether it was brought by the young swordsman in front of him, or whether there was a third party outside to manipulate it, was suspicious. Unlike swordsmen, sorcerers often have room to guard against.

Between the lightning and the fire, the opportunity has been lost, the shower does not advance but retreats, does not think about defeating the enemy, and protects itself first. This is also the experience he gained from the ten-year pursuit of each other with Lao Du, and with a hand on the corner of the old coat, he suddenly turned around to lead the wind, avoiding the killing move in front of him.

There is no wind in the illusion. All the fluctuations of the air flow revolved around the two of them, and before they knew it, there was a biting chill in the wind, which came from the ruthless coldness of the sword!

But at this moment, the expression of the gray-haired young man with his chest bare did not change, but the blade of the sword in his hand seemed to have a slight change, as if it had changed from a straight stab to a horizontal slash, and the edge was sharp, but it was like an antelope hanging its horns without any hindrance.

Shower was born unexpectedly for a while, and was almost injured by a sword," ...... Damn! ”

He was also a long-unborn expert in the realm of single blades, and one of the enlightened people who returned to the cloud mountain wall day and night. It's just that time has flowed like water, and the former Heavenly Casting Hand was not called this name. As soon as the characteristics of the young man's swordsmanship were revealed, a familiar and unfamiliar meaning instantly evoked past memories.

Familiarity is due to the single edge of the sword.

Strangeness is the purity of the sword marks when the clouds return to the mountain wall, three points are unmeasured, and seven points are casual.

But this is indeed a single-edged sword, who is the person in front of you?

"Extremely single-edged, hidden single-edged, there is me without me, you, you, what kind of vein do you belong to, the demon sect has become a thing of the past, and the dead will not leave their descendants, and the dead and crippled ...... of the old friends will be dissipated" Shower Yusheng's mind turned sharply and dodged, in order to calm down the drastic changes in his inner emotions as soon as possible.

is restless, he can't see through the sword path truthfully, his usual weapon is not in his hand, and he only has a light and thin sword by his side, which is not very familiar.

In the illusion of beacon smoke, the shadow of the moon at dusk is bloody. I can't tell if it's the illusion that affects people's vision, or if the human heart senses the killing intent here and generates its own vision. Projected under the sword, a single blade was horizontal, shaped like a sea of blood, and a cloud of smoke rose again in an instant. The gray-haired young man's sword path is strange and not right, and the luck is natural and smooth. The trick is unfamiliar, the artistic conception is familiar, and a faint evil aura follows, and in a moment, the shower is unavoidable.

The front and back are all cut off by the sword, and he is also a single-edged cultivator, although he can't completely predict the sword path of his school, but there is a mysterious sense that tells him that he is dead and alive.

Life and death are all in an instant.

Seizing the opportunity is the way out! There was a bright light in his hand, and it was the backward momentum that had turned to the end. In the eyes of the shower Yusheng, the sword shadow of the severed head was reflected! But his emotions had turned to complete calmness at the moment when he had exhausted his hands.

In the sea of knowledge, time is slow, and the gap between the sword momentum and the sword momentum is the life gate to be found!

The speed at which the dust and smoke dispersed suddenly condensed. It seems that the elastic force has been tensed to the extreme, and the tension is born and erected, like a little bright light condensing and suddenly expanding outward! Single-edged sword intent to deal with single-edged sword intent, this is intended to deal with the extreme, the ultimate danger should be more extreme strange, a sword has not fallen, the qi machine is pulled, and the opponent's moves have been chaotic.

There is nothing more silent and alarming than the rain.

First, a drop to soak the complexion; Then it is subtle, rustling into the eaves. In the realm of beacon smoke, there was a sudden touch of light rain, and the gray-haired young man with a sword slashing horizontally also suddenly felt a chill in his heart like a rainy night at this time!

Although the swordsman has no heart, he still feels cold.

The Shower Rain Spiral Sword has been raised sideways, relaxed and orderly, and calm in shape. Suddenly, the single-edged sword intent infiltrated the dark invasion, and turned domineering with gentleness, and the bright light skyrocketed to break through the dead barrier in front of him, injuring the enemy for the first time. The three-point convergence is that Gu Nian is also a single striker, and I don't know where this young man comes from; Seven points of wanton is the distance between the familiar hand and the new hand. Talent is important, and time is still important!

Although the young man's sword is sharp, it is not round and flawless, and the dead corners presented due to the disorder of sword intent can be seen clearly in the eyes of Yu Yusheng.

In this extremely dangerous and evil moment, the two passed by at the same time.

For example, the gray-haired young man's eyes fluctuated slightly, and the coldness in his heart was no match for the skyrocketing killing intent in his body! Ignoring the current situation and the danger in front of him, the sword turned deflected, and he stabbed the core again.

"Huh?" A doubt, this is a lose-lose move. The sword momentum of the shower is steep, and the rain-colored sword rays are finely woven into a net, but the dark long sword held by the gray-haired young man suddenly lit up with a soft light, like the dawn of the morning, and it was in the bottom of the eye!

And after that, the most important sentence.

At the moment of approaching, you can clearly see the blood stained by each other's clothes due to the extremely dangerous sword. The whirlwind mixed with the sword, slashing off the staggered figures and the two with their shoulder-length hair.

If you are not in a desperate situation, why do you want to sacrifice your life to kill?

Shower was supposed to take a sword block at this time. His sword technique is called a sudden single edge, which comes and goes abruptly, moisturizing things invisible. A sword had already invaded the gray-haired young man's arm veins, and after this moment, he didn't need to be in danger anymore, he responded to the side, and there was a chance to find another blow to kill!

The memory suddenly turned over in my mind, and I remembered a name in an instant.

After the incident in the Bunkū Zen Forest, someone lifted a sword that had long been lost. The sword is three points sharp, five points low-key, gilded as the base, and the blade is as soft as the morning light. At that time, Shower Survivor made a guess about the possibility that it would happen afterwards, and received a warning.

At the last moment, he forcibly stopped the sword momentum, regardless of the sword blade to create a whirling body! Blood splashed, the opportunity was lost again, although Shower Yusheng was not really cut off by the opponent's sword in front of him, but the right shoulder of the sword was cracked along with the fur, and a long mark was visible.

"You-"

Is this the lost holy sword of the Three Sects in the past, a divine weapon, with an abnormally sharp edge? In any case, it should not be easily touched by weapons, otherwise it is very easy to fall into the death trap. The exhaustion that has just arrived has not yet been hot, if the sword is really blocked before, the moment the weapons intersect, the non-divine soldier, will inevitably be the sword and the person will die.

Although he withdrew in time to change his move, it was too abrupt to dodge. With the experience of the rivers and lakes born in the shower, it is inevitable that he will be born with a sword, but the guess in his heart makes people suddenly chill down his spine. When he passed sideways, the gray-haired young man's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead thing, unfluctuating and lifeless...... Is that really a person?

The dust settled.

Abandoning the attention to the origin of the single blade, and focusing more on the gilded longsword used by the opponent, it is not difficult to correspond to the lost sacred sword of the three sects that he understands.

After one move, the current battle situation has not yet been written. The dust and sand of the Beacon Smoke Illusion Realm rose again, and the evil qi of the gray-haired young man with the sword was surging in the wound on his chest, and it was the killing intent that urged again!

can be a hand-to-hand move, Shower Yu is full of backhand backhand, "Boom, the eighty-year-old lady almost fell into a tight child, you-" Who is it?

And the opponent pointed his sword at the earth without saying a word, slowly dragging the long marks in the soil.

"Drink." The third sound was low and frenzied, and the young man's swordsmanship changed, turning into a single edge, and turning the sword to spit and kill. The sword is gaining momentum, jumping into the air with the people, and breaking the skill with strength, it will not let the sudden single blade write the rain into the sword to have a second chance.

With a bang, it was Shower Yusheng who kicked away the broken sword buried in the dust in the illusion in time. He didn't want to just send his hands to the funeral in a senseless way, and as soon as he pulled out and turned horizontally, his still intact left hand wiped his waist back, and the afterglow was a flash, intending to resist the incoming divine soldiers.

The Burst Sword Intent slashes the broken sword of the volley flying attack, and is pulled by the shower, and falls under the feet with the blunt-headed long knife!

Sudden single blade is good at skill, and the casting hand uses his brains to keep the room in his hand. As for the light and thin ones...... Try to stay, or he'll cry to death.

Take the leeway as the guard, and have no time to attack. does not conform to the single-edged sword intent, using bumps and bumps, "If you don't speak, you will kill, rude!" You're welcome to do this again! "Ruthless words, in fact, retreating, Shower Yusheng is cautious while looking for an opportunity.

The gray-haired young man moved his sword again, and it was another heavy blow and slash!

Again, Shower Yusheng is afraid that he will make Lao Linghu lose his love sword. His body movement was to the limit, moving slightly from the impossible, the fiery palm power was destroyed outward by the hand holding the sword, and in an instant, all the broken swords were melted into molten iron and cast forward, "Nine refining extreme fire!" "I can't use the sword freely, this trick is really embarrassing.

In the hazy afterglow, this realm of beacon smoke seemed to be able to make the divine weapon that was suspected to be the holy sword of the three sects exert itself to the extreme.

I was tired, but I didn't want to die.

Who is alive and well, and suddenly kills himself?

Shower is extremely cautious when it comes to saving his life. Otherwise, even if someone helped him at a critical time, he would not be able to wander freely in the Northwest Wasteland for hundreds of years; In the realm of the single blade, almost everyone thought that this person was dead, but they just changed their identity and rewrote a name.

If you can't be sure how sharp your opponent's sword is, and you can't be sure that your weapon can really protect you, the best way is to use your body to the extreme, and don't let the sword edge match.

When the molten iron encounters gas, it condenses, like a barrier, and the stars burn the flames. But this could not shake the blade of the sword in the gray-haired young man's hand, and as soon as the sword passed, the iron shattered into the earth. The flame was extinguished when it was cold, and black mist gushed from the wound on the young man's chest, and his pupils were red in an instant!

"The tail is declining!"