Zhou Yi was resolute in his heart, and the killing moves in his hand were continuous, and in an instant, the butterfly love flowers danced all over the sky and vented the strong attack paths of Zhou Yi's various swordsmanship like mercury, every move and every style, all of them were murderous and hidden, and there was no room for anything, and the situation was reversed again in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Old Man Mi, who was attacked by Zhou Yi for a while, still pinched the orchid finger with one hand, and his hand changed in a variety of ways, elegant like a woman, and in the understatement, Zhou Yi's killing intent turned invisible. After a few moves, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he praised with a sigh of relief: "Zhang Sanfeng's disciple, this swordsmanship is really good!" ”

Speaking of this, Old Man Mi suddenly changed his technique, his two hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, striking left and right, and conjuring up a heavy phantom, layer by layer towards Zhou Yi to besiege him, he wanted to be mixed quickly.

In an instant, the two sides showed their strengths, the sword light and fingers flew and stirred, and the battle situation in the tower quickly stalemate.

I saw that the old man Mi made a move faster, and gradually disappeared quickly, leaving only a black afterimage that was not easy to figure out in the air, and Zhou Yi barely judged the trace of the old man Mi even with his divine spiritual sense of the Nine Heavens.

The sword qi inspired by the butterfly love flower in his hand was diffused in the air, but in fact, how much sword qi could hit this ghostly old man, even Zhou Yi himself was not too sure.

In the middle of anxiety, Zhou Yi suddenly remembered what Zhang Sanfeng had said on the mountain in Wudang.

"The enemy is fast, I am slow, and the latter strikes!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi suddenly slowed down the speed of his sword, used his fist and sword together, and as his body and limbs slowly danced, the majestic Nine Heavens True Qi quickly formed a vast True Martial Yuan aura, which gradually incorporated into the surrounding environment.

"True Martial Yuan Qi Fist?"

How old man Nami's eyes are so old and spicy, but he saw Zhou Yi's starting momentum roughly, and immediately broke the name of this peerless martial arts, thinking that when Zhang Sanfeng's "Nine Heavens True Scripture" was completed, it was with this "True Martial Yuan Qi Fist" stunt to sweep the demons, win the Central Plains, and open up a century-old foundation of Wudang, so the power of this boxing method is naturally self-evident.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was going to perform such a strong move, Old Man Mi immediately made a decision, and even rushed to attack at full speed, mustering up all his stunt and not teaching Zhou Yi to launch this move.

I saw that the index finger of his left hand was like the wind, with a violent screaming sound, and in the blink of an eye, it quickly slashed towards Zhou Yi's chest and abdomen.

It's a pity that Zhenwu Yuanqi Boxing is a first-class defensive boxing technique in the world, which not only contains the dignified nature of the turtle, but also contains the lightness of the snake. Even if the old man's fingers flew over, it was difficult to break Zhou Yi's defense, and after dozens of rounds of fighting, the old man's face became more and more ugly.

"Sure enough, it's a hero out of a teenager! Kid is good enough, but then you're not so lucky! Old Man Mickey let out a screeching sound, and immediately changed from flying forward to backward. This hand changed direction in place in a hurry, without the slightest pause, and this light hand made Zhou Yi breathtaking.

The old man retreated, and quickly raised his hand, and a rusty black iron long stick quickly galloped from a distance, only to see the moment when the human stick was in harmony, the change suddenly came.

Zhou Yi felt that at the moment when the worn-out long stick fell into the hands of Old Man Mi, Old Man Mi's person and the stick instantly combined into an inseparable and integrated whole, which was completely a strong and profound feeling, subtle and indescribable.

Old Man Mi held a long stick, his eyes lit up suddenly, and his eyes shone at the same time, covering Zhou Yi, making Zhou Yi feel a strange feeling of being almost seen through, as if he was naked, exposed to the cold wind and snow.

Even Zhou Yi could feel that at the moment when Old Man Mi held the stick, a huge wave of energy like an iron wall, invisible but real, with the long stick as the center, came to Zhou Yi urgently, making him have to resist with luck, and even more so to force himself to surge up his fighting spirit, otherwise he would inevitably be frightened and collapse without a fight.

Airplanes!

The butterfly love flower suddenly stirred up the sound of a violent sword roar, making Zhou Yi also reach the superb realm of human and sword unity in an instant, and the nine heavens true qi at the level of nine chapters quickly traveled up and down Zhou's body, ready to go!

"It's really kung fu! Young people! ”

After saying that, the old man immediately danced nine stick flowers into the sky. The dancing black iron rod immediately let out a scream. All of a sudden, the fog of the whole city seemed to be swept into his stick wind.

His stick was extremely long, and became more and more sharp as it went, like a living and uncontrollable thing, and made all kinds of sharp noises in his hand: like a lion's roar, like a tiger's roar, like a wolf's howl, like an eagle's roar, and at the same time the stick writhed, twitched, and bounced, like a dragon, and this dragon whirled in the hands of Old Man; It seems to be a snake, but this snake is controlled in the palm of Old Man.

Old Man Mi's dancing stick was like a giant of eight zhang, and Zhou Yi, who was a few steps away, immediately changed his expression. At this moment, Zhou Yi immediately felt a special and never-before-seen feeling:

That's the feeling of "fierceness".

"Fierce" is as irresistible, unrivaled, irresistible, and incomparable as "death".

So, is this also the feeling of "death"?

However, this shocking stick move is vaguely different from the seven illusions of immortality that purely represents "death", and there is an indescribable difference between the seven illusions of "life and destruction".

It was such a gray-haired old man, with such a dancing stick in his hand, who had not yet decided to smash it on anyone's head, how could it make hundreds of thousands of people in the audience feel "dead"?

At this time, all the anger in the entire tower was taken away by the "fierce" aura brought out by Old Man Mi's stick towards the sky.

Zhou Yi must not let this old man control the situation in the field, but Zhou Yi, who was just about to draw his sword to fight back, experienced a hundred battles and became stronger and stronger, at this moment, he had an unprecedented feeling:

That stick doesn't seem to be "fierce", but "empty".

Everything is "empty", there is no feeling of being gone.

There is no fighting spirit, no resistance, no road, no strength, no stick, no fingers, no friend or foe, and even no more.

That is emptiness, which is nothingness. Therefore, it doesn't matter if you win, you don't care about losing, you don't care about life, you don't care about death.

Zhou Yi didn't expect the other party's stick to smash, but it could produce such an effect.

Such a terrible power! That's not the power of being. It is not "there". It is the power of omnipresence and "nothingness".

It's empty!

Not only emptiness, but also emptiness of the four majors, and the "evil" hidden in the "emptiness":

The four are all murderous!

A stick to the sky, the four are all fierce! (To be continued.) )