Richard gasped slightly, the current season is not the season of cold, but he still exhaled a white breath visible to the naked eye between his breaths, like a horse, like a long sword.

Not far away, the battle between Song Que and Shi Zhixuan became more and more intense, and the earth was split by sword qi, like a field being ploughed. The ground covered with ravines was immediately smashed out of deep pits by the terrifying palm force, and the earth continued to shake because of this, and the main hall in the Wuxian Temple suddenly heard a boom, and collapsed in the horrified eyes of everyone.

Shi Zhixuan's face is half black and half white, the left half of his face is covered with black qi and is extremely hideous, but the right half of his face is a treasure and solemn, like a monk who has attained the Tao. His mouth sometimes let out a creepy and chilling laugh, and sometimes let out a majestic and righteous angry shout, like the roar of a Buddhist lion.

His boxing style is also constantly changing, sometimes the fist wind is like a yin wind whistling, the angle is tricky, and the moves are towards Song Que's vital point. Sometimes it is bright and bright, and the fist wind is like a tiger's roar, as if he vows to face Song Que head-on.

Song Que was a little uncomfortable by Shi Zhixuan's change without warning, and was a little messy and was punched twice by Shi Zhixuan, and with a muffled snort, his body flew out upside down, and several ribs in his body were broken.

As soon as he got up from the ground, Shi Zhixuan was already in front of him. Song Que's hairs stood up all over his body, and his eyes stared at Shi Zhixuan vigilantly, a little unsure that his punch was coming from the front, but intended to sneak attack.

After fighting hundreds of moves, Song Que suddenly discovered one thing - when the black qi on Shi Zhixuan's face gained the upper hand, his fist was vicious and vicious, and when the black qi on his face fell to the downside, his fist was righteous and bright.

The black and white qi on Shi Zhixuan's face continued to fight, and the black qi pressed over the white qi, occupying two-thirds of his face, only to hear him laugh strangely, and slammed out a fist towards Song Que's face.

Song Que hurriedly resisted with a horizontal knife, Shi Zhixuan sneered proudly at this time, and his fist suddenly turned in the direction and headed towards Song Que's lower abdomen!

Song Que had already been on guard in his heart, and the long knife blocked Shi Zhixuan's fist before it landed on him.

"Dang!"

Only a voice like Huang Zhong Da Lu was heard, Song Que and Shi Zhixuan took a few steps back at the same time, and a circular depression appeared on the blade of the long knife, like an aura of qi.

Song Que took five steps back, two steps more than Shi Zhixuan, but a smile like a victor appeared on his face, and he laughed: "Shi Zhixuan, you have incarnated as a Buddhist bald donkey, and it seems that you have not been able to suppress the demonic nature in your heart. ”

"If you are a demon, you will be a demon all your life! What's more, it's a big devil like you, Xiuxin died because of you, and you killed Xiuxin! I have been waiting for you in Lingnan for eighteen years, but you shrunken turtle dare not come to me, and now I leave Lingnan just to slay demons! ”

"Fuck you!"

Shi Zhixuan scolded angrily, slammed on the ground, his body was like a cannonball, and he came to Song Que in an instant, and the finger shadows in the sky surrounded Song Que heavily, and when he was about to fall on Song Que, he suddenly changed his fingers, and each finger shadow was like a giant hammer, smashing down towards Song Que!

Song Que snorted coldly, and the long knife was swung out from the bottom up, like a dragon flying for nine days. The white cloud long knife in the sky came to the top of Song Que's head at this time, and the clouds on the knife body surged, and the originally flat blade suddenly raised a giant dragon pattern.

The dragon's head is the tip of the knife, the dragon's tail is the handle, the white cloud long knife pointed at the stone under it, and the dragon's mouth opened wide and let out a roar.

This roar was naturally not emitted by the dragon on the sword body, but the voice of Song Que's sword qi, countless sword qi similar to the sword qi space of Richard Sword Twenty-three, forming a sword qi space around him, annihilating Shi Zhixuan's finger shadows in the sky!

But in the eyes of others, this scene was the dragon on the white cloud long knife on top of Song Que's head, and Shi Zhixuan's attack was defused with a dragon roar.

The space around the Wuxian Temple was shrouded by Song Que's sword intent, like an invisible prison, locking this piece of heaven and earth, in this piece of heaven and earth, only the heavenly sword intent could exist, and everything else was not allowed to appear!

The white cloud giant sword transformed by Richard's sword momentum dissipated in an instant, and Xiang Yutian seized this opportunity, and the majestic spiritual power like a sea exploded, overwhelmingly towards Richard.

Richard immediately felt the space around him turn into a swamp, squeezing him while restricting his movements, and a piece of skin on his arm suddenly dented, as if someone had poked him with his finger.

Using spiritual power to influence the real space, the Dafa of cultivating demons in Yutian's Dao Heart has reached the peak of the realm!

The bones in Richard's body clicked, as if they couldn't bear the horrible oppression. His face turned red, and he even felt that it was difficult to breathe, Xiang Yutian's spiritual power not only affected the real space, but even the flow of air was blocked!

The voice of persuasion in his mind rose again, this time it was even more terrifying than Huang Zhong Dalu, as if the Buddha on the Ling Mountain personally came down the mountain and persuaded him to surrender and hand over the evil emperor's relics!

It is said in the Buddhist family that even if a person is evil, if he sees the Buddha, he will immediately fall to his knees and take refuge in the Buddha, let alone the Buddha speaks. Richard's original indestructible determination was cracked under the sound, and it would collapse at any moment.

Originally, with the sword momentum of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, Richard could still fight with Xiang Yutian, and he would not be suppressed by his spiritual power. However, Song Que's sudden burst of sword intent shattered Richard's sword momentum, coupled with Xiang Yutian's sudden burst of spiritual power, which made Richard completely fall into passivity.

He was not suppressed by Xiang Yutian alone, but suffered the loss of Song Que and Xiang Yutian!

He gritted his teeth suddenly, and his bent waist slowly lifted up, along with his waist pole

"Extinguish... Sky... Break off... Ground..."

A sharp and unparalleled sword intent burst up from Richard's body, tearing apart Xiang Yutian's spiritual power and tearing open the space blocked by Song Que's sword intent.

The expression on Richard's face was extremely hideous, the green tendons burst out, the sword light of the peerless sword in his hand was blazing, and the sword body was immediately shrouded in a black light.

"Sword Twenty-Three !!"

The sound was like the earth-destroying thunder, and Xiang Yutian's spiritual power was shattered by this terrifying sword intent, and Song Que's sword intent in this space was also torn apart.

Song Que is the heavenly knife, the knife intent can be integrated with the sky, with the sky as the knife, the sky is the knife to Song Que, and his knife is the sky to others!

Can... So what?

If you can seal the space and use the sky as a sword, then you will destroy the heavens and the earth, destroy the heavens and the earth, and break your sword!!

Song Que snorted, his face turned pale and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Richard. The last time in Lingnan, Richard faced him with only the chance to escape, how long has it been since he was able to tear apart his sword intent?!

For him, is it really as simple as drinking water and eating?!

The white cloud long sword dissipated violently, and turned into a white cloud giant again, holding the white cloud long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed to Xiang Yutian below.

Xiang Yutian suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, his body retreated, and an invisible sword qi space immediately appeared in his place, and several terrifying sword qi struck him, blasting him out.

On the ground in place, a bottomless pit appeared, and the dirt and stones underground were all stirred into invisible powder by the sword qi!

Xiang Yutian's clothes in front of him were stained red with blood, and he looked at Richard, who was like a sword god, with a wry smile on his face. Although he is an evil emperor, he doesn't like the Demon Gate, in order to prevent future generations from practicing the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa that may change his personality, and to continue to inherit it according to the orders of the master, he has to accept a few apprentices who are weak and selfish. These apprentices are now dead and gone, and none of them are by their side.

He had always felt that he was not wrong in doing this, but now he suddenly had some doubts that he was doing this, was it really not wrong?

"I'm suddenly a little jealous of that guy, although I have the Evil Sect, but I'm lonelier than him. The evil king is not alone, I am the lonely. ”

On the other side, Song Que's sword intent was broken, and he completely lost the initiative, and was beaten by Shi Zhixuan to vomit blood again and again, and the long knife in his hand was knocked away.

He stood and glanced at Richard in front of the Temple, his heart bitter.

The last time he lost to Shi Zhixuan, this time he still lost. But he didn't lose because of Shi Zhixuan, but because of Richard. He fell to the bottom twice, all because of Richard's influence!

After going back, maybe it's time to change the name of Kill Xuan, or to kill melons, or to cut melons...

(End of chapter)