"Emperor!" Zhou Yi exclaimed, hurriedly jumped up, picked up Emperor Zhao who fell from the sky, and stretched out his hand to cross into Emperor Zhao's body with Jiuxiao True Qi, but was stopped by him with his stretched out his hand. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Emperor Zhao squeezed Zhou Yi's hand tightly, as if he had exhausted all his physical strength, and said: "My meridians are all broken, I don't have to waste my efforts, cherish every bit of true qi, and I must win the Jade Rakshasa!" ”

Zhou Yi looked at Emperor Zhao, nodded deeply, and said, "Don't worry!" ”

After that, Zhou Yi's gaze suddenly collided with the Jade Rakshasa through the void, and the terrifying killing intent filled the entire world unscrupulously!

Phew——!

The frightening wind suddenly rose, Zhou Yi's figure immediately broke through the sky, and the sharp sword of the butterfly love flower approached the jade rakshasa and came out, and the battle was about to break out!

The other side.

Vast and poor, but still as a source. The air is like an angry sea, but it is as calm as the tide.

Seeing the night demon at this moment, he couldn't find a trace of cold breath all over his body, and Song Wen, who had been not smiling like a god, finally smiled, smiled heartily, and he said: ?

"Good! What a Daredevil! Finally, I have led you to be the only opponent above my sword path! ”

With that, Song Wen slowly reached out and grabbed the treasure knife at his waist, his hand was slow and steady, every minute and inch of movement remained at the same speed, and his speed was balanced. You must know that any action is made up of countless actions in series, and there is a bit of a difference between the actions and the actions, and the series of actions that make up Song Wen's probe to take the knife backwards, each action is like the repeated casting of the previous action, and the error in the middle is almost negligible, which is simply an unbelievable miracle.

The night demon's eyes were bright, and he stared at Song Wen tightly.

Song Wen's sword drawing action is as if it is integrated with heaven and earth and the deeper ontology that is always hidden behind it, and it is full of the flavor of the ever-changing law in the permanence. There is not the slightest gap or flaw to be found, and it makes people feel that the first knife that comes with his starting style must be earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, without beginning and ending.

At this point, the path of the sword has reached the level of ghosts and gods.

When the action of taking the knife was carried out to the middle of no more than a centimeter or not more than half a minute, Song Wen accelerated suddenly, and suddenly grasped the handle of the knife with an astonishing technique that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Knort"!

The moon in the well was unsheathed.

The momentum between heaven and earth changed immediately, and it was suddenly full of murderous aura. Song Wen's whole person turned into a sharp sword, blending into this heaven and earth void.

With a wave of his hand, the sword flashed, and all the vitality and death of heaven and earth were concentrated at the blade, as if the sun, moon and stars in the sky were also eclipsed. It feels weird and weird, indescribable, indescribable.

Murong Yanran's brows changed suddenly, and it seemed that Song Wen could no longer be seen in the field, and what he saw was a knife breaking through the air, crossing a distance of a hundred zhang, and directly hitting the night demon.

didn't bring any sound of breaking the wind, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of knife energy, but the night demon who was standing in the wind clearly grasped Song Wen's sword intent and shrouded the sky, and the night demon had no other choice than to fight hard.

This is the real kung fu of Song Wen. This is the artistic conception of the eight styles of the heavenly sword, with the power of heaven and earth, turning into a supreme sword!

At the same time that the Heavenly Sword attacked, the Night Demon knew that he had been shrouded in the sword intent, and it was impossible to dodge, but if he couldn't dodge, why should he hide?

The corners of the night demon's mouth hooked, and with a wave of his hand, the sword light flew up.

The full moon sets, and the sword shines. 100,000 miles across the land. The sword light is as cold as snow, where to listen to the spring rain?

The crooked knife, the crooked knife light, at the beginning it was like a crescent moon, and suddenly it became a flying rainbow.

No one can see the change in this knife, and no one can see this knife anymore.

The knife is gone.

There have been no famous swordsmen in the rivers and lakes for many years, and the people in the rivers and lakes have not seen such a brilliant sword light for many years.

No one knows what a terrible change he will have with his second sword.

All of a sudden, the momentum on the field was swept wildly outside, and the momentum was amazing.

One blow failed, and Song Wen's knife momentum changed rapidly, like a golden light flowing, making it impossible to grasp the position of the heavenly knife at the next moment.

"It seems that you have also reached that realm, which really makes Song very happy!" Song Wen let out a long roar, and Song Wen, who had always been as indifferent as the sea, suddenly let out a roar of laughter that was almost out of shape, which made people look sideways: "It's so good, then let's take Song's strongest blow!" ”

"That's what I mean!" A deep voice came from the night demon's throat, and a smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Song asked, his eyes were full of wonder. staring at the well moon in front of his chest with deep eyes, he seemed to be an old monk. Then he returned the knife to the scabbard. The two hands drooped, and naturally gave birth to a huge momentum, tightly covering the opponent, even if he was not an insider, he knew that when the Song Wentian knife was unsheathed again, it would be an indestructible and terrifying attack.

"Khooth!"

The heavenly knife is out of the sheath.

Everything can only be described in one word, it happened at a high speed that is difficult to see with the naked eye, and the night demon felt that when Song Wen drew the knife, the heavenly knife had already been slashed out of its sheath. Turning into a lightning-like rainbow, it slashed across the void and slashed at the opponent in front of him.

The knife in Song Wen's hand suddenly seemed to come to life, and it went around a big bend full of lines and beauty that conformed to the principles of heaven and earth, and slashed towards Lin Ye's lower body, and his body was completely driven by the knife, which was both natural and smooth, like a bird flying and a fish swimming, flawless and wonderful.

It is not a realm where there is no other thing outside the sword, but the supreme knife that really gains and dies, and the supreme knife that both things and I die.

Seeing Song Wen's knife, eight big characters suddenly rose in the night demon's heart.

After getting the knife and forgetting the knife, I don't have a Zen heart, is this the real heavenly sword?

Although his heart was extremely amazing, the knife in the hand of the Night Demon never stopped for a moment. Almost at the same time as the knife in Song Wen's hand, the small building in the hands of the night demon also split out after listening to the spring rain overnight.

You have your Heavenly Sword, and I have mine—the Magic Knife!

Looking at the peerless heavenly sword that broke through the sky, the night demon slowly closed his eyes and thought about a very simple question.

What is Demon?

In the hearts of a hundred people, there are a hundred kinds of "demons".

Demon is not a specific thing, everyone has a different understanding of demons, and Night Demon is no exception.

Suddenly, the night demon opened his eyes, and seemed to have caught a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Song Wen's Heavenly Sword has reached the point of being close to the way of heaven, every point and stroke, every movement and stillness, all of which are secretly in line with the truth of heaven and earth. Self-possession of the knife and the sacrifice of the knife, the sacrifice of the knife and the forgetting of the knife, this is the supreme artistic conception of the Taishang forgetfulness.

With this knife shot, Song Wen at this moment is already the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao!

Heaven is ruthless, Heaven is selfless, and Heaven has no relatives!

The night demon suddenly let out a long roar in the sky, accompanied by a full moon scimitar that was swung at the same time, resounding throughout the sky.

"Since the way of heaven is like this, then my magic knife is the way of the devil has affection, the way of the devil has selfishness, and the way of the devil has relatives!"

Rumble!

The sword is shining, and the four seas are churning! (To be continued.) )