"I tried my best, first with more than 100 good hands in the rivers and lakes to test the route of qi, and then collected the seven great sword slaves, deduced the seven killings of the heavenly demons to the current realm that cannot be changed, and finally it was I who came to subdue this dragon!"

Fang Ming's long body stood tall and made a statement indifferently, but Shen Lang seemed to smell a bloody wind.

"With a knife in hand, the ghosts and gods are not left, the heavenly demons are seven kills, and the blockers are killed! Although this knife has reached its current limit, every time the knife is swung, it must self-mutilate its essence and blood vitality, first hurt yourself, and then hurt others! ”

A flush suddenly appeared on Fang Ming Ruyu's face, and he coughed slightly: "After I cultivated the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style, I only shot twice!" It's already a big loss! ”

Shen Lang said: "One time must be in Shaolin, and the other time is Mrs. Wang!" ”

"Not bad!" Fang Ming's jaw: "When I killed Blade Heart, I lost the nine years of life of this body, and defeating the Yunmeng Fairy was a loss of three years of life...... These two wars are also a kind of sublimation for me, and my own cultivation is always different from watching others...... Now, if I swing the sword again, the energy I spent will make up for it in three months......"

Shen Lang said: "With such a powerful magic knife, are you still not satisfied?" ”

Fang Ming said: "At this time, this magic knife was only practiced by me to the realm of Xiaocheng, because Fairy Yunmeng is only the third master in the world...... I can keep my hand on her, but I can't deal with you and the King of Pleasure......"

"The division of the three masters in the world is actually the degree of my expectation of you!"

"I could have slain the King of Joy before, but I have been patient, and I am waiting for you! After fighting with you, my own spirit will surely reach its peak, and when the time comes, I will challenge the King of Merry again......"

Fang Ming sighed and said, "Only by defeating the Happy King and being able to stop it without killing it is the time when I can truly subdue the poisonous Jiao of the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style, drive it from my heart, and turn it into my own use!" ”

Defeat but not kill!

Of course, Shen Lang knows the difficulty of this, it is easy to kill, but it is difficult to stop! The Happy King was originally the number one master in the world, and the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style had no return, and he was also a wild and untamable demon!

Fang Ming wanted to use his own strength to forcibly subdue this demon! It's equivalent to dealing with two top masters at the same time!

Only by practicing the magic knife to the ultimate realm and deeply transforming it into something under one's control can one truly defeat without killing!

Shen Lang felt that he had only really met Wang Lianhua today, "You...... You're doing all this just to practice knives? ”

"Of course, it's for knife practice! And completely subdue this 'Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style'! All things are born with me, I am the master, and they are used by me, how can I be a slave of a mere knife technique! ”

Fang Ming said with a long smile.

Shen Lang was silent for a long time, and then the other party bowed and said, "This kind of martial arts heart, even if I don't agree, I admire it!" ”

"Now that you know everything, do you have any doubts?" Fang Ming asked.

"No more! Please help! Shen Lang said.

"Please!"

Fang Ming suddenly got off the field, and his palm was already holding the handle of the knife.

Shen Lang started with the ancient iron sword, flicked the sword with his fingers, and the sword made a dragon chant.

The dragon groaned, and the long sword turned into a divine dragon, and stabbed it with a sword.

This sword is as delicate as a dragon, swift but like lightning, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, the sun shines in the room, and the swordsmanship is just like its person, chic, beautiful, and incomprehensible.

This style of swordsmanship is like a flying immortal outside the sky, and the stroke of genius is already Shen Lang's current limit!

Then he heard the sound of the scimitar unsheathed.

Choke!

The sword light, the dazzling sword light, roared out with a terrifying murderous aura, covering the previous full hall of sword qi.

If Shen Lang's sword was a fairy, then Fang Ming's sword was an evil ghost from the Nine Shadows of Hell!

Shen Lang had already seen the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Styles more than once, but after Fang Ming really made a move, he was shocked to find that whether it was Zuo Gonglong or Jin Buchang, their martial arts sword skills were not even worthy of lifting shoes in front of Wang Lianhua's sword!

Rumble!

The swords suddenly intersected, and a tremendous force surged in.

Shen Lang kept flying back, and at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the evil ghost was actually divided into seven, roaring towards his whole body!

With a swing of the knife, it is like hell! The ghosts are asking for their lives! Dementor Kill!

It was the last sight he saw......

……

In the ancient room, Fang Ming was wearing a loose robe, his long hair was loosely draped over his shoulders, and his right hand was waving continuously, obviously entering some kind of underworld.

He shot like the wind, splashed ink, and completed a stunning painting in an instant.

Squeak!

Bai Feifei came in wearing a light veil and said with a smile: "What are you painting?" ”

When she stepped forward to take a look, what she saw was a picture of Hell Shura! Just one glance, she seemed to smell sulfur and blood between her mouth and nose, which made her change color.

"This painting is called 'Seven Killings Shura Diagram', and I want to give it to you!"

Fang Ming lifted the painting, and there was actually an identical engraving on the mahogany table, and the traces were like those that had just been rubbed.

Master writing, force through the back of the paper, famous painting, into the wood three points, if you have reached the realm of the grandmaster, is only with a pen can also write the tablet!

The battle with Shen Lang made Fang Ming go one step further, and his spirit was urged to the limit, and he actually came into contact with the second layer of the knife path in advance, the realm of sword intent!

The Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style was originally the Grandmaster's Sword, and Fang Ming's cultivation of the invincible mentality in this world finally made him comprehend the power of the sword intent for a short time, although he only withdrew in a moment, but it was a sublimation for his sword path!

And at this moment, Fang Ming didn't waste it, he had already put the sword intent into the painting and integrated it into the Seven Killing Shura diagram in front of him.

"Give it to me?" Bai Feifei put away the scroll, and the expression on his face returned to indifference, like a wisp of wandering spirit.

"What those Ten Thousand Tribulation Sword Slaves got was only the dry bones in the tomb of the Heavenly Demon Seven Killings, and only this Seven Killings Shura Diagram was the true essence of the Heavenly Demon Seven Killings......

Fang Mingdao.

Bai Feifei's eyes were finally moved: "Aren't you afraid that I will pass this knife out?" ”

Fang Ming laughed: "I'm just afraid that you won't spread it enough......"

This is a faint thought in his heart, he has now deduced the Heavenly Demon Seven Killing Style to the current limit, if he wants to make another breakthrough, unless he gathers the power of many geniuses, takes many months, and constantly innovates on a year-by-year basis.

Although the history of martial arts is over, when the plot of Xiao Li's flying knife begins, it will naturally be the time for him to harvest!

Moreover, you can also see whether these martial arts worlds traversed by Yan Wuling are independent or interrelated.

"Giggle......" Bai Feifei didn't ask much, and asked again: "I came here this time to ask you, since Shen Lang is defeated, will our marriage contract continue?" ”

The look on Fang Ming's face suddenly became very strange, it was an expression that Bai Feifei had never seen before.

He said slowly, "I've heard people say ...... If you pretend to be forced by yourself, even if you are in tears, you must continue to pretend...... And, no matter what, I've got a beauty, and I don't lose anything! Isn't it? ”

……

Shen Lang finally woke up.

At this time, he found that there was no pain in his body, and the true power in the dantian that had been cultivated since childhood and tempered for thousands of years had disappeared without a trace.

"Heavenly Demon Seven Killings...... What a demon in the sword! ”

Recalling the scene of the duel, especially the pain when the extremely domineering sword qi invaded and destroyed the meridians and even the dantian, Rao is Shen Lang couldn't help but sweat coldly.

"Shen Lang, Shen Lang...... I didn't expect that I had countless enemies, but this time I left a life because ......the enemy was too strong."

Shen Lang smiled bitterly, naturally knowing what it meant to be alive.

The cell door opened, and a light gauze girl walked in and said coldly, "Are you still alive?" ”

Shen Lang had already heard that the voice was Bai Feifei, and said with a wry smile: "I'd rather die on the spot!" Since Wang Lianhua can finally stop, she will be defeated but not killed! Of course, the magic is a step further! ”

Bai Feifei said: "It's good that you know, I have one more thing to tell you, my wedding date with him has been set, and it will be seven days later!" ”

"How can this be?"

Shen Lang was shocked: "This ...... This is absolutely not a no-go! ”

"Why?" Bai Feifei laughed wildly: "He is both handsome and has high martial arts, isn't he the dream lover of all women?" ”

In the midst of wild laughter, Shen Lang only felt countless leather whips whipping, and it seemed that Bai Feifei could only relieve the pain in his heart a little when he was torturing people.

The whip was stained with salt water, and of course it hurt when it was pumped on the body, but Shen Lang hurt in his heart!

"Don't you know...... He...... He's your ......."

Shen Lang said, but then he was punched hard in the stomach, and he almost vomited out the bitter bile water.

"Wouldn't it be nice to marry him? You don't know that if a woman hates a man, there is no better way to get revenge than to marry him...... Because from then on she could be with that man day and night, and take revenge by all means......"

Bai Feifei hissed.

The whip struck like a raging wind and tsunami, but Shen Lang's whole face was blank, until two hot tears slowly fell on his face.

Shen Lang looked at Bai Feifei and suddenly felt the fragility and loneliness in her heart.

He was stunned, and his voice suddenly became hoarse: "He...... Did he bully you......"

Bai Feifei didn't answer, as if he was tired from the fight, leaned against the rock wall and gasped slowly, and suddenly brought a wooden plate with abundant food and water on it.

"Hungry? Eat when you're hungry......"

Bai Feifei's voice murmured: "Only when you are full can you continue to ......"

The food was delicious and the water was sweet, but Shen Lang felt like he was eating a knife in his mouth, but he still forced himself to eat everything in one bite.

Even if he is hit hard now, even if he is like a dog now, he is still the same Shen Lang! That unparalleled Shen Lang in the world!

Only after you have eaten enough can you have the strength to make countermeasures, and you can also try to bring Bai Feifei out of this demon cave!

Such a strange relationship between Bai Feifei and Shen Lang lasted for six days.

It wasn't until the seventh day that Bai Feifei, dressed in a happy dress, came to Shen Lang, lifted him and left.

She worked very quickly, and almost instantly arrived at the foot of Xinglong Mountain.

Bai Feifei in a wedding dress is very beautiful, but in Shen Lang's eyes, this wedding dress is simply like a blood-stained one.

"Let's go!"

Bai Feifei untied Shen Lang's restraints and acupoints, and the whole person suddenly disappeared into the darkness like a ghost, leaving only the stunned Shen Lang to stay alone.

Alas! Bai Feifei, Bai Feifei, who are you?