The Jade Rakshasa is ethereal and ethereal. It was as if he did not exist in this world, as if he could melt into the fog at any time.

He seems to be a god, a god without a trace of lust.

But suddenly, when this sword appeared in the hand of the Jade Rakshasa, his whole person changed, became sharper, and became cold.

He exuded a chill, as if he was a peerless sword.

At this moment, he was no longer an ethereal Jade Rakshasa, but a sword, a peerless sword, a sword with a murderous aura.

Before his body moved, the overwhelming murderous aura came to Xia Yunmo.

He held an ancient sword in his hand, the body of the sword was three feet three, and the shape of the sword was peculiar.

What's even more peculiar is that the entire sword is blood-red, as if it was a sword fished out of the sea of corpses and blood.

A unique sword in the sky.

Heaven and earth, unique jade rakshasas.

The sword that has not been unsheathed for ten years is not stained with blood and is not sheathed today.

Xia Yunmo's whole body trembled, he was not afraid, but excited.

Such a peerless swordsman, if he can stab his chest with a sword and pierce that heart, such excitement is really incomparable.

"This is the first time in ten years that I have used a sword, and it is your luck that you died under my sword."

The voice of the Jade Rakshasa was still so flat, but there was an aggressive sword intent in the blandness, as if it was about to stab Xia Yunmo out of a blood hole in the next moment.

Xia Yunmo smiled: "If I die under your sword, it will be my luck." Still, I want you to die by my sword. ”

Jade Rakshasa said: "That's also my luck. ”

As a swordsman, if you can die at the hands of another swordsman in a decisive battle, this is probably the most glorious way to die as a swordsman.

The Jade Rakshasa moved, and so did his blood-red sword.

His body flew towards Xia Yunmo, and the scarlet sword aura was permeated, like blood.

The fog had become thicker, but a faint haze had taken on a blood-red color.

This sword flew in, and the Jade Rakshasa seemed to disappear as if the whole person had disappeared, as if the whole person had merged into the vast blood mist.

This sword is neither brilliant nor brilliant.

But it is the most terrifying sword in the world, a sword that is killed from the sea of corpses and blood.

Xia Yunmo also seemed to be affected by this layer of mist, and there was a trace of blood red in his eyes.

It was as if he had heard the screams of countless unjust souls, and it was as if he had seen the gates of hell.

If it were someone else, he would definitely be affected by this sword, but fortunately, Xia Yunmo's knowledge was far beyond ordinary people, killing people was not counted, and he had also practiced soul dementorship.

In an instant, he got rid of his illusion and regained his scenity. However, at this moment, the sword of the Jade Rakshasa had already flown over.

Break the sword!

In an instant, the sword light was like a spark, slanting upward. This time, it was not to kill someone, but to save yourself.

With a "bang", the two sword lights collided together, how could Xia Yunmo's hasty sword compare to this murderous sword that had been silent for ten years.

In an instant, blood splattered, carrying a large patch of flesh and blood.

Xia Yunmo flew back, a long sword mark appeared on his chest, if it wasn't for the sword break, he would have returned to the West Heaven at this time.

He didn't pause, his body jumped high, like a white cloud, and his breath became ethereal.

Then, a sword light flew diagonally, shocking and unfathomable.

Flying immortals out of the sky.

Xia Yunmo's flying immortals outside the sky.

The jade rakshasa also flew with a sword, and the two incomparable sword lights collided together, blooming with an incomparably dazzling light.

Dangdangdang.

The two figures were as fast as ghosts, colliding together in an instant, and then separated in an instant.

The surrounding fog became even thicker, and even the sword qi was so thick that it was difficult to separate it. It's just that this fog is becoming more and more blood-red, and the depression is getting bigger and bigger.

The sword flickered, and blood splattered.

I couldn't tell whether it was the blood of the Jade Rakshasa or the blood of Xia Yunmo.

There is no doubt that the Jade Rakshasa is the strongest swordsman that Xia Yunmo has encountered now.

His swordsmanship is fast and domineering.

The swift sword light, even if it is the West Gate blowing snow, Ye Gucheng is not as good as it.

In addition to his swordsmanship, his palm skills were also superb, Xia Yunmo fought with him twice, only to feel that his palms were almost numb, and his entire arm trembled a little.

What's more, there is a unique smell of blood in his swordsmanship, and every time he dances, it seems that there are infinite phantoms flickering in front of Xia Yunmo.

Condensing the bloody evil qi in the swordsmanship is really weird and unpredictable.

The battle between the masters was just a line away, and the phantom set off by the sword light was like a hellish scene.

Even if Xia Yunmo's mind is unmoved, he will still be attracted to attention.

Therefore, he has now suffered fifteen swords, although none of them are critical, but they have also left him covered in bruises,

Jade Rakshasa really deserves to be the leader of the Rakshasa Sect.

However, Xia Yunmo's heart-piercing stab, although it did not stab the heart of the Jade Rakshasa, it also stabbed him in the shoulder, slowing down his sword speed a lot.

Suddenly, the Jade Rakshasa let out a loud roar, and its sound was like a stick in the head, full of Zen power. It is like a hundred ghosts in hell screaming, and it is breathtaking.

Xia Yunmo was stunned under this roar.

And at this moment, the Jade Rakshasa had already slashed down with a sword.

Blood-red sword qi, blood-red sword.

A domineering, weird and poignant sword.

Xia Yunmo regained his clarity in an instant, but this sword had already arrived in front of him.

It can no longer be resisted, it is no longer possible to dodge.

The next moment it was going to be split in half.

The great terror between life and death enveloped Xia Yunmo, but at this moment, he suddenly entered a state of no sorrow and no joy, and then his body moved half a foot sideways.

At the same time, he swung a sword, and he swung the fastest sword of the moment.

Even if you are injured, even if you die, you have to drag the Jade Rakshasa to hell together.

Flying Immortal Technique, this is a peerless light skill, under the crisis of life and death, Xia Yunmo's speed is getting faster and faster.

He dodged, dodging a deadly sword.

Still, a streak of blood splattered up.

One arm also flew up with the blood flowers, and this hand also held a flute, and one end of the flute still had a palpitating cold glow.

Xia Yunmo gritted his teeth and quickly sealed several of his big holes.

His right hand was cut off, and the right hand of a swordsman who was able to hold a sword was cut off, which was undoubtedly more uncomfortable news than death.

Jade Rakshasa held the sword in one hand and stroked the blood on his chest with the other.

Xia Yunmo's previous counterattack also injured him.

The Jade Rakshasa spoke: "The sword of the Jedi counterattack is really unguardable. ”

Xia Yunmo's eyes flashed with blood, he was slapped by the Jade Rakshasa with a palm, there were more than a dozen sword wounds on his body, and his arm was also cut off. However, he is still Xia Yunmo.

Jade Rakshasa said: "You lose, the swordsman has no hands, and death is the best relief." ”

The Jade Rakshasa was also injured, but he was much lighter than Xia Yunmo's injury.

What's more, the depth of the Jade Rakshasa is even more unimaginable.

Now Xia Yunmo seems to have become a lamb to the slaughter.

The Jade Rakshasa raised his sword, and there was a smile in his cold eyes.

Whoever was able to kill a peerless swordsman like Xia Yunmo would be proud and happy, and he was no exception.

He stabbed him with a sword, he was wounded, the sword was not so fast, the fog around him did not seem to be so thick, and the bloody aura was no longer strong.

However, he still believed that such a sword could kill Xia Yunmo.

Only, can things really go his way?

(There are often typos, so open a typo in the comments, hey, if you find it, you can bring it up, and the spring breeze will be corrected quickly, thank you.) )