As the night grew heavier, the door of the shrine opened, and Yuren Fei and Mu Shaoai joined forces to severely damage the spirit body of the red-clothed swordsman. Just when the two of them were about to push open the door of the main hall, they saw the red-clothed swordsman Haoran sword intent rushing up into the night, and a round of blood moon appeared in the sky, and under the blood, a sword, a sword, about to break out the most extreme conflict!

"Mu Shaoai, you can't interfere!" The feathered man is not a badger with his wings extended, carrying the blue sky, as dignified as a god descending to earth, his brows are still locked as always, and the knife in his hand is unreserved at this moment.

"Death is like the wind, always with me!" The red-clothed swordsman lowered his eyes and murmured secretly, his sad aura was self-evident, but the sword wind around him became more and more fierce, as if it could tear apart everything in the world.

Under the night, under the blood moon, the sword of feathers, the sword of the wind, as soon as they fight, they are unreserved, and the heavens and the earth are shocked!

The six wings behind the feather man shook, and a vague white-clothed figure rushed towards the red-clothed swordsman in the air, the knife in his hand unreservedly displayed the six-winged sword technique, and the densely woven knife qi poured out like a streamer, and the red-clothed swordsman was blocked by all the retreats, and it was rare to advance and retreat.

The red-clothed swordsman walked against the wind, strolling back, the wind lingering around his body, but when he saw the sword of the wind strike in an instant, he gently picked it up from the bottom up, and the feather man's sword momentum was immediately stopped, "Drink!" Then, with a heavy shout, the sword danced, and the whistling wind suddenly stopped.

The feather people responded to the sword with a sword, the sword will be a sword wind, the two of them are extremely fast, so fast that people can't see clearly, but seeing that the two seem to be looking at each other, the next move is to pour three points of strength, and the extreme rendezvous is a move, and each takes a few steps back.

A red flowed from the corner of Yuren's mouth, and there were many gaps in the white clothes on his body, which were torn by the wind, although so, Yuren's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and his sword intent was even more refined than just now.

On the other hand, the red-clothed swordsman, his spiritual sense is no longer as good as before, and his scarlet blood clothes look much lighter than just now, it seems that under the reflection of the blood moon, although his strength has increased, his consumption has also increased rapidly.

"Your knife, soon." "But not fast enough, because, the wind, everywhere!" As the words fell, a scarlet tornado slashed out with a sword.

"Really?" The feather man died out of the sword, and in an instant the white feather flew away, the wings on his back stretched again, and the four pairs of wings couldn't help but stir up, the feather man jumped into the air, and the tornado gradually weakened, and gradually disappeared, "Feathering is not rebirth, but the transformation of death!" Immediately, from a high place in the sky, a knife slashed, the blade was cold, and the air captured the whole territory.

"The eight wings have come out, and Yuzai is going to work hard." Mu Shaoai muttered on the side, he knew the character of the feather man and the badger, he asked him not to interfere, then he must not interfere, but seeing that the battle was becoming more and more intense, how could he not let himself be anxious!

Trouble! Just when Mu Shaoai was worried about the battle situation, suddenly there was a slight wave in his heart, this kind of breath, has anyone else entered?

Mu Shaoai looked at the battle situation in front of him, and after weighing it slightly, he still tracked it in the direction of the smell.

Hehe~ Pharmacist I am not disoriented, scattered with the wind, attached to people, even if it is a top master, it is difficult to detect, it was originally just in case, but I didn't expect to really gain something, but it is really surprising......

In the field, the feathered people and red-clothed swordsmen had fought to the point of forgetfulness, and they were not aware of Mu Shaoai's departure.

"Knife man, you have aroused Mo Wentian's interest, let's get your name!" The red-clothed swordsman spat out his words lightly, and the name in his mouth was surprising, the red-clothed swordsman was Mo Bai's father who had long since disappeared, and he was born from the secret treasure of Tianruo in the past, and killed an immortal powerhouse who had a bloody path - Mo Wentian!

Facing the swordsman in front of him, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he opened his mouth to report his name, "Yuren is not a deer!" ”

"Feathered people are not badgers?" Mo Wentian repeated the name and said, "Yuren is not a badger, take out all your strength, one last move!" As he spoke, he held the sword in his left hand and gently brushed the sword of the wind with his right hand, but he saw that the sword body was slowly condensing, and in a moment, a sword with a red body had already taken shape.

The feather man was silent, but when he saw the silence and the knife fall, the eight wings behind him suddenly collapsed like a tide, flying everywhere, flying all over the sky, among the flying feathers, he was surprised to see a person, step by step, with the feather volley, the figure in white clothes, like a white death, silently.

"A sword!" Mo Wentian held the sword in both hands, standing upright in front of him, his eyes gradually lost focus, the boundless storm slowly rolled up from three feet in front of him, and it became an incomparable tornado wind in a short time, but when he saw the flying feathers in the sky hit the storm, a knife flashed in an instant, a flying feather was a knife, countless flying feathers and the storm were handed over, but in the void, the sword kept flickering, and the whistling wind was still difficult to contain!

"And the wings of the sky!" In an instant, an indescribable sword light lit up in the hand of the feather man, as if it had frozen time, and at this moment, even the whistling wind gradually subsided, and there was only one knife in one side of the world.

Mo Wentian's eyes changed slightly, as if he was also shocked by this sword, but seeing the long sword raised, the scarlet wind raged in an instant, forming a strange arc along the sword momentum and sword intent, and a crescent moon was actually formed under the sword dance, and the blood moon between the sky faintly echoed, "One thought!" ”

The extreme moves are connected, the wind and clouds change color, the sword that stands still, the sword that rages with the wind, at the moment of collision, the heaven and the earth also change color, and the huge force is overwhelming, pouring the earth in all directions, but seeing a mess, the earth is like a spider web, but seeing a mess, the two figures stand opposite each other......

It seems that he didn't hear the sound of fierce battle in the field, the black-clothed Dao Shadow stepped on the yin and yang, and the body was too empty, and after coming to the main hall, under the darkness, he saw Daohua reflecting the human eye, stretched out a finger, and made a gesture to point on the wall, but halfway, it stopped abruptly.

"Your Excellency, since you're here, why don't you show up and see you!" The Taoist changed one finger to a sword finger, and the Dao Yuan was slightly lucky, swept out, forcing out the figure of the person who was secretly tracking, but saw-

"When I was young, I listened to the piano on the stage, and I drank and sang and screamed. I don't believe that the rivers and lakes urge people to grow old, and the emperor laughs and talks about chasing the dust and waves. "Dressed in plain clothes, with white hair, although it is plain makeup, it is difficult to hide the extraordinary atmosphere of transcending the world, it is a generation of pharmacists who hang pots to help the world, and it is also an immortal doctor who sacrifices himself as a friend, and it is a resourceful pillar of the righteous path, it is the pharmacist - Mu Shaoai!

"Medicine Master Mu Shaoai!" Mu Shaoai flicked his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and stared at the person in front of him, "I don't know Your Excellency's name!" ”

"Mu Shaoai?" The Taoist didn't answer Mu Shaoai's question, but just smiled faintly and said, "Do you know how to be lustful?" ”

"Exactly!" Mu Shaoai responded: "Your Excellency's identity, pharmacist, I am very curious!" ”

"There are some things, the less you know, the longer you can live, I think Your Excellency, you should not be a person who spares your life!"

"Coincidentally, old man, I'm very interested in some secrets!"

"Oh?" When the black-clothed Taoist heard this, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed, "So, do you have a life to know?" ”