The gray-clothed man couldn't go, and the seven Qingfeng sword lights suddenly broke through the air, and the power was amazing. Seeing this, the man in gray was just about to make a move to block, but who knew that the seven sword rays were in mid-air, turned abruptly, scattered in all directions, and stabbed in the direction of the man in gray again.

"Edgeworthiness! That's the trick that beat me that day! Yue Shan suddenly let out a burst of exclamation.

"No, this is not a sword masterpiece, the materials of these seven swords are all made of magnets, controlled by magnetic force, so that they can make these various changes in the air."

As soon as Renya's explanation was finished, the gray-clothed man suddenly let out a wild laugh all day, which made Zhou Yi, who was hiding in the woods, feel that his eardrums couldn't help but shock.

"Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword, Carving Insect Skills!" I saw that the man stood motionless on the ground, and a three-foot faint golden aura was emitted from his body, and he heard a bang, and the Seven Absolute Whirlwind Swords made of seven Xuan Magnets fell here and there like broken copper and iron.

At this time, the Baisheng Dao Li, which retreated in Zhou Yi's hand with one move that day, finally walked out first, followed by the other four, and the black-robed people and Xinghuo were all in the list that day, thinking that this was the rumored Yanmen Five Kills in the rivers and lakes!

Li hate's face was pale, and he was the first to come out and say, "Gray-clothed guest, what do you mean by this?" Is the day's trading just a little trouble? You hurt my subordinates above and destroyed my walled gate, is it possible that you want to fight with our Yanmen five kills? ”

"Are you alive or dead? Hehe! The man in gray smiled contemptuously: "By you? Seven-String Invisible Sword Palace Shang Yu? Yum knife hate? Seven Absolute Whirlwind Sword Lonely Sail Far Shadow? Flying stars on the grass? Or is it the soft and weak Hua Tuo needle, Yan Yurou? Bite off more than one can chew! ”

"You" hated and just wanted to pull out the knife and step forward, but was suddenly pulled by Gong Shangyu with his hand.

I saw this head of the five killings of Yanmen, walked up to the gray-clothed man, and said respectfully: "Then may I ask Your Excellency, what do you want?" ”

"Me?" The man in gray let out two chuckles and said, "I just want you to die!" ”

"Why?" Xinghuo hurriedly said: "Aren't we partners?" The official silver that everyone robbed together, and you still want you to smelt it? ”

"You are just cannon fodder, and now that the official money is in hand, your use value is gone!" The man in gray waved his hand helplessly and said, "You can only blame yourself for being too greedy, and the current result is all self-inflicted!" ”

"Whew!" A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly came, and before the man in gray could say it, the hated Baisheng knife had already broken through, and the hundred-pound giant knife, from top to bottom, head down, was definitely something to look down on!

Who knew that the man in gray suddenly raised his hand, turned his palm into a grasp, and snapped it suddenly, and the heavy Baisheng knife was like a light piece of iron, which was easily pinched in his hand.

The big war is already a difficult game!

The other people who were killed by the five kills in Yanmen did not hesitate to fight back immediately! Sonic waves, hidden weapons, sword lights, sword shadows, constantly whistling from all directions towards the burly figure like a demon god in the field.

But all the attacks only hit the pale golden qi wall three feet outside the gray-clothed human body, and it was difficult to take a step further, and these three feet were like a moat, blocking them outside.

After a while, the gray-clothed man raised his sleeves, flipped his wrist, and the strong horizontal air flow rolled out of thin air, whether it was the nearby Baisheng knife hate, or the Huatuo needle Yan Yurou who had just been shocked to ten zhang away, he was involuntarily blasted out a few feet away, and the gray-clothed man flew up in the air, like that, it seemed that he had no interest in this battlefield that had ended.

"One palm, let's end you all here!"

The low, deep voice seemed to have pronounced their lives.

The sky thundered, resounding in the distant sky, thunder and lightning frenzied, heavy rain poured, more and more violent.

The gray-clothed man slowly raised his palm, felt the rain falling from the sky, and suddenly laughed: "You ants, when you are dying, there is still this rain to see you off, and it is not in vain!" ”

Suddenly, a powerful, hot, and high-spirited existence suddenly appeared within his perception range, and he suddenly turned his head, looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, and muttered, "Someone is coming!" ”

Cultivating to the realm of the gray-clothed man has reached the point where he is far beyond the worldly martial arts, and with his spiritual sense, he is enough to perceive many things that ordinary people can never understand, such as opponents!

At this moment, the five killings of Yanmen lying on the ground were already panicked, and their eyes were all staring in the direction where the gray-clothed man was looking. After a few breaths, a shadow slowly appeared as expected, stepping on the ground and water step by step.

A black robe, a hat, and a long sword in his hand. The man appeared in the eyes of the crowd, his hat obscuring his face, and the rain ran down his clothes, on his sword, and slowly fell to the ground.

Tang, who was hiding in the dense forest, swallowed his saliva sadly and hard, this scene was too flavorful. Only in classical martial arts movies will there be such a picture, the killer comes out of the rain, and the whole world is left with this sword, a sword that kills, this is a very Jianghu sword.

And the fierce hatred on the ground looked at this scene, and couldn't help but be in a trance, he was a rational man, naturally not as dreamy as Tang sadly thought, but he still hoped that the figure in front of him could defeat the man in gray, because this was their only hope.

The two of them had sharp edges in their eyes, equivalent to divine blades, clashing in the void. The spiritual consciousness suddenly spread continuously, and a fierce confrontation on the spiritual level began.

The spirit of the gray-clothed man is like a scorching flame, burning the eight desolations, and the swordsman in front of him is a still deep pool, which seems to be static at first glance, but it hides amazing power.

The man in gray was not afraid of anti-joy, and raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, it has been a long, long time since he met such a good opponent!

The next moment!

An indestructible and powerful True Qi blasted out from the gray-clothed man's hand, slamming into the swordsman in front of him at an astonishing high speed.

The ensuing strange sound of the dragon and the tiger roaring came from all around, inaudible at first, as if out of reach, and in an instant it had resounded throughout the space, shocking the ears, covering the thunder in the sky, and covering the strong wind whirring.

At this moment, the swordsman's eyes were blurred, and a few feet away, his vision was covered by the heavy rain, and he was white. But relying on his spiritual sense, he had already keenly sensed the unstoppable blow of the man in gray!

The hand holding the sword suddenly swept away from the bottom to the top, bringing up a curtain of rain, turning into an incomparable cyan sword light, tearing the earth and surging towards the direction of the gray-clothed man!

There was a "bang", the sword light and fist dissipated almost at the same time, and the two figures took several steps back at the same time.

The gray-clothed man looked at the swordsman, and a few cunning expressions suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Blue and red dust? Are you just a thousand cups not drunk? ”