At night, the fog grew thicker.

Xia Yunmo held the flute sword in his hand and looked at the mist in the distance.

There was a figure in the mist, as if it was lighter than the fog, more illusory than the fog, and more elusive.

He seemed to be a ghost, and he seemed to be a god in the sky.

If it weren't for that, how could he dissolve Xia Yunmo's sword so lightly.

Although it was just a sword qi, Xia Yunmo's sword, many masters in the rivers and lakes were afraid that before they could react, they had already been split into two sections.

But Xia Yunmo knew that the man in the fog was not a ghost, but he was more terrifying than a ghost.

Xia Yunmo was looking at the man in the fog, and the man in the fog was also looking at Xia Yunmo.

The man in the fog seemed to be in the fog, as if he had merged with the fog, and as if he had appeared in front of him.

Xia Yunmo said slowly: "Jade Rakshasa!?" ”

In this world, there are two masters that make Xia Yunmo jealous.

The leader of the Western Rakshasa Sect, the Jade Rakshasa sect.

The owner of an overseas island, the little old man Wu Ming.

The little old man is not born, lives in seclusion on the island, regards the world's masters as chess pieces, and fiddles with them wantonly. He plotted case after case as a way to make a fortune.

These cases are carefully planned, but he just acts at random, does not care about the outcome, and whether it succeeds or fails, it is difficult to get his attention again.

For him, there are very few things that can make him care, almost everything, but just like the fun of a child playing with ants.

As for the Jade Rakshasa, he was different from the little old man Wu Ming. He was ambitious and founded the Rakshasa Sect, and now the Rakshasa Sect is all over the Guanwai and has begun to infiltrate the Guannei.

He worked hard to establish the Demon Cult and fought for half his life, fearing that his subordinates would be disloyal to his heir after his death, so he resorted to deception of death.

Jade Rakshasa said: "You know me? ”

His voice was equally ethereal, as if it were coming from out of the sky.

Xia Yunmo said: "Not only do I know you, I also know that you want to kill me." ”

Jade Rakshasa said, "Yes, I was about to kill you." Do you know why? ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "You are cheating on death, trying to find out the weeds hidden in the white rice." ”

"If someone else gets a Rakshasa card, forget it, but unfortunately, this Rakshasa card is in my hand."

"You know, if someone from the Demon Gate comes to find it, not only will the weeds not be able to find it, but your white rice will be crushed by me."

The jade rakshasa wanted to find the tares through the rakshasa card, but the rakshasa card fell into the hands of Xia Yunmo.

And the people in the Rakshasa Sect, if they heard the news, they would definitely come and rob it.

The Jade Rakshasa had been in the vicinity of the Silver Hook Gambling House before, watching everything happen.

He saw Xia Yunmo's flute sword, such a sword, not to mention everyone in the Rakshasa Sect, even if it was himself, he might not be able to follow.

Therefore, he had to get rid of Xia Yunmo.

Jade Rakshasa stroked his hand and said: "Sure enough, he is the most prestigious person among the young generation of the rivers and lakes, not only is his swordsmanship superb, but even his mind is far beyond ordinary people." ”

Xia Yunmo said with a smile: "It's just that I have seen too much, and my memory is better." ”

Jade Rakshasa said: "You are very good. ”

Xia Yunmo smiled: "The hero sees the same thing, and I also think I'm very good." ”

Jade Rakshasa said, "Unfortunately, you have to die here today." ”

Xia Yunmo said: "I think you will die here!" ”

The two are not close, but they have true anger in their mouths and can hear clearly.

The two looked at each other like this, and the fog seemed to be thicker again, as if to cover both of their figures.

Suddenly, the cold light flashed, and Xia Yunmo made a move.

Endless sword qi emanated from the flute sword, forcing the surrounding fog away.

Xia Yunmo moved, like a swimming dragon, like a flying phoenix.

A sword stabbed away, the heavens and the earth were shocked, and the ghosts and gods cried!

At this time, Xia Yunmo's whole person also exuded a cold sword aura, and the whole person seemed to be more sharp than a sword.

There is a sword in the palm of the hand, and a sword in the heart.

The sword light broke through the air and flew dozens of feet, even if this sword was not as good as Ye Gucheng's "Flying Immortals from the Sky", it was not much worse.

The edge of this sword, no one can ignore, no one.

The mist dispersed, and the Jade Rakshasa finally appeared in front of Xia Yunmo.

The Jade Rakshasa was dressed in a peculiar costume, and his face was covered by a layer of ice mask, revealing only a pair of eyes.

These eyes are just like others, ethereal and ethereal.

In the face of such a sword, this pair of eyes also seemed to become sharp.

I saw that the figure of the Jade Rakshasa became more and more ethereal, as if it did not exist between heaven and earth, and at the same time stretched out two hands.

Two pale hands.

One hand encompasses everything, as if the whole heaven and earth are in his hands.

This hand of his grabbed Xia Yunmo's flute sword.

The other hand was full of ethereal and domineering power, and the palm power was looming, but it seemed to be about to burst out at any time with extremely terrifying power, giving Xia Yunmo huge pressure.

The two figures were staggered, and the moment of interlacing seemed to have stopped for a moment, and there were no thrilling sounds, only two muffled sounds.

After the muffled sound, the figures parted.

Xia Yunmo's figure was still so straight, and his eyes seemed to be even more excited.

It's just that his throat was sweet, and he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was trembling slightly, and he seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet. But he still stood, standing upright.

It's so domineering, it's so weird.

Although the aftermath of a little palm power, it can contain a strange domineering palm power, even Xia Yunmo is difficult to bear.

He really deserves to be the leader of the Rakshasa Sect, and his methods are really extraordinary.

However, it is not invincible.

Xia Yunmo gently wiped the blood of the sword in the flute, and the blood of the Jade Rakshasa seemed to be no different from ordinary people in the martial arts.

On the other side, the Jade Rakshasa lowered his head, looking at a long sword mark in his hand, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The Jade Rakshasa raised his head, his voice was still so ethereal, and he said, "Okay, well, in the thirty years since I achieved great achievements, you are the first to hurt me. ”

Xia Yunmo also smiled: "Not only will I hurt you, but I will also kill you." ”

Jade Rakshasa sighed and shook his head: "Your talent is very high, and you are also very arrogant. If I had met you five years ago, I might have taken you as my subordinate, but unfortunately my time is running out, and it is difficult for me to discipline a character like you. ”

Xia Yunmo just smiled coldly and didn't speak.

The Jade Rakshasa suddenly said, "You know, ten years ago, I also used a sword. ”

Xia Yunmo said: "I don't know. ”

Jade Rakshasa said: "Since my debut, I have never been defeated. Thirty years ago, no one could hurt me. Ten years ago, I gave up my sword and didn't use it, and there was no one worthy of my sword in the land outside the gate. ”

The sound of "pop", like the moonrise and dark clouds, the rising sun, the cold light flashed, with the sound of the true dragon's groan, a sword suddenly appeared in the hand of the jade rakshasa .

"You are worthy of my sword, and you are worthy of death by my sword."