There is a word "fight" hidden in "quiet".

There is a word "urgent" hidden in "stability".

The more urgent, the more steady your hands.

If you want to fight, your heart should be calm!

......

The fierce battle continues.

Black clouds pressed down on the top of the mountain.

The spiritual mist was scattered and drifted away.

The light in the hands of the six people bloomed through the sky.

The old man's sword was like drowning.

He blocked Mo Wen with a momentum of four or two thousand catties.

But once he has a good opportunity, his sword will be instantly sharpened, turning into the world's strongest killing and directly hitting Mo Wen.

Silver dust and jade manlou are constantly colliding.

There was a sonorous sound.

They are all extremely arrogant people, and no one obeys anyone.

The body kept adding new wounds in the fierce battle, all of which were injured by the opponent's strength.

Zhou Rutian and the young man in white are like fire and water.

It was the collision and confrontation of swords and swords.

The sword is fierce, and the light sword is agile.

It's hard to give up, and it's hard to distinguish between up and down.

......

Zhou Rudi was standing in the distance with his eyes closed to heal his wounds.

He didn't dare to relax for a moment, and his will spread all around.

Suddenly!

A terrifying sense of crisis instantly came to my heart.

He stood upside down and reacted instantly.

The billowing aura propped up a barrier behind him.

The crisis was a gust of wind, sweeping gravel and fallen leaves.

It pierced through his will, shattering his shield of spiritual power.

The two cancel out.

But the rubble and fallen leaves pierced his back with residual momentum.

Blood, shed, more than in one place.

His stinging eyes widened, and his slightly dim vision widened. Quickly look around, not daring to be careless.

The black-robed man, he covered his face with a black scarf, and only a pair of Danfeng eyes remained.

His eyes were indifferent, unconcerned about his surroundings.

Or rather, he was immersed in his own world.

"Are you looking for death?" Zhou Rudi was furious, and his voice was as cold as nine shades.

The black-robed man's sneak attack filled his chest with murderous intent, and his anger was unquenchable.

He inhaled and tightened his abdomen, propped his shoulders behind his back, and shook the gravel and fallen leaves out, and pressed the black-robed man with a violent breath.

"Dead?" the black-robed man's voice was hoarse, looking down at his pale, trembling palms.

Confusion flashed in his eyes, and he muttered: "Fight with me, you are killing yourself......"

"You are indeed killing yourself!" Zhou Rudi's voice became colder and colder.

How dare this person speak out?

I can't bear it!

His muscles tensed, and a white gleam flashed in his eyes.

This is the pupil technique, he has practiced since he was a child, and he can see through everything.

Nowadays it is used to compensate for the defects of the eyes and counteract the weaknesses of the battle.

"I'm not killing myself!" the black-robed man had crazy eyes and roared at Zhou Rudi.

A cloud of mist erupted from his hands.

It covers the whole body and also covers the eyes.

Seemingly unfathomable.

Zhou Rudi's pupils shrank suddenly.

He felt a tingling in his eyes, and he almost bleeds again.

The black-robed man in his eyes gradually blurred until it turned into a mist.

The gloomy fog is like a black curtain, blocking people's vision and perception.

If you forcibly detect it with pupil technique, you will be counterattacked.

He was uneasy in his heart, and shouted: "What a ghost, don't pretend to be a ghost!

He must be the first to shout momentum, otherwise he is afraid that he will not be his opponent.

The black-robed man did not speak, but shot with the intent of destruction.

He turned into a ghost, flashing under the black sky.

Extreme speed, insidious attacks.

He's going to ...... Tear Zhou to the ground!

Kill!

......

Phantom Shinto and picking flowers and leaves!

Mo Wen became more and more proficient.

The old man gradually felt tired.

to the end.

He simply closed his eyes and felt Mo Wen with his will.

Mo Wen sneered at the corners of his mouth.

All I want is for you to close your eyes!

He constantly dragged the old man, influencing the old man's perception with the Phantom Killing Dao, and pulling the old man away from Yu Manlou's side.

By the time the old man realized this, the two fields were close to separation.

"You!"

The old man was shocked and was about to rush back to Yumanlou's side.

But Mo asked, where can he get his wish?

The sword slashing galaxy that had been prepared for a long time rushed over.

The old man had no choice but to retreat.

But this retreat made the two sword domains separate instantly.

Yu Manlou's heart sank suddenly.

The pressure from the sky rushed towards him alone.

He couldn't adapt to it for a while, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate, and he was instantly suppressed.

While!

Yinchen seized the opportunity and shot vigorously, as fast as lightning, as fierce as thunder, and swept the jade all over the building with one shot.

He flew upside down, a flower of blood blooming on his chest.

Followed by.

On the heels of Yinchen's big feet, wrapped in immeasurable power, he stepped on Yu Manlou's chest fiercely.

Burst!

The ribs in his chest burst open inch by inch, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Then, the pain invaded his mind, and he couldn't help but let out a wail.

"Fellow Daoist!"

"Ancestor!"

The old man in the black robe and the young man in white shouted.

They are in a hurry and want to quickly shake off their opponents.

The shots became more and more furious.

Bang bang bang!

Loud explosions resounded through the space.

The two of them went crazy and attacked their opponents desperately.

Although Mo Wen and Zhou Rutian were unbearable for a while, they got used to it after persevering for a while.

Want to cross them, impossible!

They know in their hearts that they are orderly and orderly.

Avoid your opponent's onslaught and hold them back.

They carry out a core from start to finish.

Drag!

Drag to the silver dust to kill Yu Manlou!

Rumble!

Silver Dust is very decisive.

The spear pierced the head of Yumanlou with a thunderbolt, mercilessly.

Yu Manlou's eyes widened before he died.

He couldn't believe the facts.

He is a strong man who refines his gods and returns to the void.

How...... How can it be......

"Ancestor!"

"Fellow Daoist!"

Burst!

The young man in white was furious, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I'm going to kill you!" he gritted his teeth, his voice like Nine Nether Purgatory.

The whole person turned into a mad demon and slashed at Zhou Rutian with a sword.

But in fact......

How could his light sword slash against a domineering sword?

It was anger that carried him away.

There are few miracles in this world, and he is not the protagonist.

Anger doesn't make him stronger.

Unlike him.

The old man in the robe showed extreme calmness when Daoist friend died.

Maybe it's because people have a lot of experience.

Or maybe their relationship is not as strong as they imagined.

In short, he was calm.

He pretended to attack Mo Wen, and when Mo Wen avoided it, he rushed down the mountain with the power of the attack and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

It wasn't until he was a few kilometers away from the mountain that the old man in the robe stopped.

Humbled in his heart, he angrily raised his sword and smashed the boulder on the side of the road, and then extinguished it and disappeared into ashes.

He wanted to kill the sky directly, but the form was stronger than the human, and he had no way at all.

Now, he can only go out!

He didn't dare to stay in the small world anymore.

He's going to wait for the rabbit at the exit of the small world!

As long as these few people dare to come out.

He will wipe them out with thunder, and sacrifice the two spirits in the sky with his soul!

He believes.

As long as he is out of the small world, the king of kings in the first realm is nothing in front of him!

Because, there are two realms between them!

When the time comes, torture in every way to relieve the hatred in your heart!

......

"Heh, go die!" Zhou Rutian shouted loudly, and cut the white-clothed young man in half with his sword.

People are in the sword, people are dead, and the sword is dead.

A sword weapon without human support is very fragile and can be easily cut in two.

Blood stained the earth.

There are more dead souls under the knife.

The trio calmed down.

Only then did he notice that Zhou Rudi was fighting fiercely with a black-robed man.

He is in a passive position, and the disadvantages are widening.

Zhou Rutian was anxious for a while, and rushed forward directly.

But Mo Wen and Yinchen were indifferent.

Don't forget, they are enemies with the Zhou brothers!

The two looked at each other and smiled.

They searched the two of them......