On Tianxuan Island, in order to save thousands of sacrificers, Mu Yu laid out for the first time, and the fire broke out in the middle of the night, and the Xuanwu rudder camp was again in the embarrassing situation of a group of dragons without a leader, and it was difficult to form an effective resistance for a while. At this time, outside the camp, the holy maiden led the rebel army to approach, for the disciples of Tianxuanzong, the form was even more unfavorable, Mu Yu and Feng Liuxiang took advantage of the chaos, and shot again and again, killing many disciples of Tianxuanzong, and in a blink of an eye, the camp where the sacrificers gathered had changed hands. And in the center of the Tianxuanzong camp, Tsuchiya Changheng felt that the situation had changed, and when he wanted to make a move, he was shocked to see the frost walking on the ground, Danfeng demarcating the realm, and the boundless walker Ren Pingsheng appeared, the first-class master of Tianxuan Island, the peerless swordsman of the bitter realm, the two strong men's meeting, and the battle situation was about to break out!

"It is arrogant for Your Excellency alone to want to stop me here."

"Oh? Is it? ”

The voice fell, the cold light appeared, the edge was revealed, Tsuchiya Changheng took the lead without warning, a sword (Japanese sword) in hand, slashed out horizontally, the strength and precision are all the world's first-class level, Ren Pingsheng Danfeng light, lifting weights as light, taking advantage of the momentum and retreating, backhand, but the sword momentum is endless, and it is displayed. A sword, cutting gold and breaking jade, opening and closing; A sword, taking advantage of the momentum, elegant and chic, two swords fighting, sonorous sound endlessly, playing the song of the sword in unison.

And in the dark, a red shirt, a blood-red samurai sword, a piccolo at his waist, a gourd in his hand, and a pair of cold eyes silently watched the battle situation in the field, as a witness to this martial arts, looking at the white-clothed figure, the man's eyes swelled with war intent from time to time, but it quickly calmed down.

"Ren Pingsheng, you, not bad!" Seeing that the enemy was difficult to take, Tsuchiya Changheng was worried about the situation of the people in Tianxuanzong, his eyes were sharp, and the killing intent exploded instantly, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a demonic red light, like a sea of blood that couldn't help but surge, and the foundation was raised a few more points.

"A sword danfeng dance, autumn flowers and green frost." Feeling the raging killing intent, Ren Pingsheng's eyes also flashed with a fine light, and the right hand holding Dan Feng tightened, and Dan Feng let out a burst of sharp sounds.

"Three days of blood! Kill! In the blink of an eye, the battle situation opened again, Tsuchiya Masahiro attacked again, the sword in his hand brought a cold glow to the soul, speed, strength, under the blessing of the two powers, the power of a sword, like a raging wind, was forced to die in an instant.

"This sword is not bad." Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng smiled indifferently, stepped out in one step, and then took the initiative, free and easy, proud, and the moment came, between the flying snow, Danfeng directly ushered in the attack.

The first blow, the two swords clashed, staggered and swept between, the ten sides were shocked, the surrounding air waves were set off, surging bursts of violent force, and the two figures in the center of the battle were stunned, the only difference was that there was a bright red mark on the corner of Tsuchiya Changheng's mouth. Both of them understood in their hearts that the opponent in front of them was not ordinary, so whether it was Tsuchiya Masahiro or Ren Pingsheng, this move was not reserved and went all out, and after one move, the two of them were already clear.

"Drink!" One blow fell, one blow started again, Tsuchiya Masahiro roared angrily, the sword carried the power of thunderbolt and thunder, and the attack was repeated; Ren Pingsheng is also not retreating, Danfeng danced, and then a long roar, facing the front, the opposite figure, the staggered double edges, on the tip of the sword, between the blades, the fighting intent is high, the killing intent is horizontal, all are extraordinary swords, all are extraordinary strong, stalemate martial arts, fierce battle for a long time, neither of them has retreated half a minute, but the faster the body, the faster the swordsmanship, dazzling, dizzying!

Outside of the battle situation, the battle situation between Tianxuanzong and the rebels gradually settled, and the leaderless Tianxuanzong suffered a sudden decline in merit, and was gradually consumed by the rebels, despite this, Mu Yu, Feng Liuxiang and others did not enter the game to interfere with the idea of the military decision, and Feng Liuxiang's insight was higher than that of Mu Yu, in his eyes, the battle situation in front of him seemed to be evenly divided, in fact, the victory and defeat had been divided.

"Ren Pingsheng!" Tsuchiya Changheng listened to the sound of resistance in his ears, felt the surging qi and blood in his body, and his face was already flushed, "Is this all your strength!" ”

Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng sighed softly, Danfeng was shocked, and a force burst out, forcing Tsuchiya Changheng to retreat and retreat, and then start again, a sense of eternal extreme cold has shrouded the body, "In this way, Ren Pingsheng is as you wish, and the nine heavens will send your last journey!" ”

"Good!" Tsuchiya Masahiro roared angrily at the sky, the armor on his body and his shirt burst open, and his sturdy body was covered with interlaced wounds, silently telling how many killings had been experienced behind the name of "Thousands of Hands Killed".

"Kill!" In a charge, in an attack, it is the pride of Tsuchiya Masahiro as a strong man, and the sword in his hand is already shrouded in a layer of scarlet mist, directly taking the vast walker. In the next moment, he saw the famous blade in the walker's hand roaring and dancing, and the sword blade shrouded in cold responded proudly, and the power was shocking.

The first sword, the blessing of the cold of the Nine Heavens, the light sound of Dan Feng, the extremely cold sword intent, the way of the hidden single edge, taking advantage of the situation to turn the momentum, the move is uncertain, Tsuchiya Changheng is pressing step by step, but it is difficult to take half a point of the enemy in front of him, the scarlet sword qi, under the cold of the Nine Heavens, gradually dissolves into nothingness.

The second sword, Ren Pingsheng turned the sword momentum, in the flaws of Tsuchiya Changheng's offensive, he was surprised to see Dan Feng forcing his life, the silent sword, Tsuchiya Changheng held the sword and blocked, the sword blade was difficult to enter, Ren Pingsheng Nei Yuan urged again, under the cold operation of the nine clouds, Dan Feng's sword was sharpened a few points, and the corners of Tsuchiya Changheng's mouth were red, and he was defeated and retreated.

A defeat in one move is no longer difficult to maintain the battle situation, Ren Pingsheng's sword blade turns again, and reproduces the essence of the hidden single edge: "If the enemy advances, I retreat, and when the enemy ends, I advance. Hide the sword momentum, hide the single edge! Strive for nothing to hide in the cold mountain! ”

"A Thousand Wings!" The strong man who is unwilling to be defeated, when facing the power of death, is also the same extreme move, the most rigid move, slashing thousands of sword qi splashed out, and the land of one side seems to sink in response to this move.

However, the crow's wings cracked out of a thousand feathers, but it was difficult to defeat the hidden cold peak, after the two moves met, but seeing the sword qi in the sky, a sword came out, and the cold rose again, Danfeng crossed, and the red sword light broke through the air, and after a shocking sound, Tsuchiya Changheng retreated out, his arm was dyed red, and even the sword in his hand was only half of it.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this......"

"Single-edged, hidden-single-edged."

"Not bad......" The aura of the martial artist was weakening, and the eyes that were gradually dimmed, at that moment, a trace of vitality flashed again, and the broken sword then ejected a sword qi, a sword qi like blood, and slashed towards Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng stepped down, and suddenly the cold sword qi came out, and the final sword qi met Danfeng, Ren Pingsheng's hand trembled, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face. And the warrior, his hand hung down gently, and the broken sword fell to the ground, standing until death......