The narcissus knife was slashed by Song Que, and it collapsed towards Jiang Xiaofan like Mount Tai pressing on the top, the cold light shimmered above the blade, and the sharp knife intent spread between the ground, under this terrifying knife, the entire battlefield seemed to have become a purgatory of the knife, and even the invisible and untouchable air became fierce because of this.

レレ and even ...... Even that space seemed to be unable to withstand the power of this terrifying sword, and Jingran began to vibrate slightly, and circle after circle of ripples and ripples were visible to the naked eye under the cold blade of the narcissus knife and spread in all directions.

The ripples penetrated Jiang Xiaofan's body at great speed, Jiang Xiaofan only felt an inexplicable shock to the internal organs in his body, and his qi and blood were surging and surging, followed by a burst of dizziness.

In a trance, I saw that the collapsed narcissus knife changed again, and wisps of black and white inexplicable air began to wrap around it out of nothing, and in less than three or two breaths, the whole cold light shimmering narcissus knife completely turned into black and white.

As the collapsed daffodil knife got closer and closer, Jiang Xiaofan gradually noticed that the temperature around him seemed to become a little strange.

One moment is extremely hot, one moment is extremely cold, and even the extreme heat has a hint of coldness to the bone, and the extreme cold has a hint of heat, and the two contradictions to the extreme of hot and cold temperatures will appear at the same time, and the 'cooperation' is so perfect, this feeling is really like Tai Chi.

"yīn yang two qi?" Jiang Xiaofan stared at the black and white air flow above the narcissus knife, feeling the temperature around him, he couldn't help frowning, and blurted out to himself.

At this moment, Song Que, who came with a knife, suddenly said loudly: "Second question!" yīn Yang Sanhe, what is the origin and what is the transformation? As the melodious voice echoed in the silence, the daffodil knife that swirled around yīn yang qi changed again.

Sonorous! A knife sound that made the eardrum hurt suddenly resounded, and the entire land seemed to have lost its original sound under this knife sound.

In the sound of the Zheng Zheng knife, the narcissus knife in the air that was surrounded by yīn yang qi suddenly shook violently, and I don't know if the knife was trembling, or Song Que's hand holding the knife was vibrating.

Jiang Xiaofan stared at it, the amplitude of the vibration of the narcissus knife was not large, but the frequency was extremely fast, and at a wrong glance, it seemed that there was not only one knife, but several, or even countless knives.

Sonorous! Another knife roar spread, and the vibration frequency of the narcissus knife became more and more rapid, and the vibration amplitude became larger and larger, as if the narcissus knife suddenly had a life, and there was a feeling of wanting to break free from Song Que's hands.

At this moment, Song Que's hand holding the knife suddenly let go, he stared at the narcissus knife with a solemn expression, and suddenly, his arms suddenly spread out greatly, and he shouted categorically: "Open!" As Song Que's broken shout sounded, the daffodil knife that vibrated more and more violently in the air suddenly separated after a resounding knife sound.

Jiang Xiaofan looked up, and a trace of astonishment suddenly appeared, only to see that the narcissus knives in the air suddenly turned into three, one was as black as ink, one was as white as snow, and the other was still 1rì The appearance of the cold light shimmering before, these three daffodil knives with different faces suddenly collapsed towards him with an unparalleled terrifying power.

"Yīn Yang Erdao, which is derived from Yīn Yang Erqi?" Jiang Xiaofan stared at the two daffodil knives that had appeared out of thin air, thinking in his heart, and then a sneer climbed up the corner of his mouth.

These two derived yīn yang two knives are so similar to the immortal seal method of the evil king Shi Zhixuan, it is really a means of tens of thousands, and the second question of this sword is nothing more than to condense the true qi to the essence and carry out a form change, to put it bluntly, its essence is still yīn yang two qi, which cannot be changed.

Maybe this yīn yang two knife will be difficult to enter a lot, but these entries will never include him Jiang Xiaofan, just because this yīn yang two knife is actually yīn yang two qi, and no matter how this yīn yang two qi changes, as long as he belongs to the xìng essence has not changed, and has not escaped the five elements of yīn yang, that is his dish, and he can suck it as much as he wants.

"Song Quan! Your second question, it seems that I don't need to find the answer to break it. Jiang Xiaofan looked at Song Que not far away, and sneered and said: "You are asking eight questions, it is really better to have a knife than a knife!" With that, Jiang Xiaofan slammed his right arm and threw the Tang knife in his hand with all his might, aiming at the daffodil knife that was cold and shimmering among the three daffodil knives that collapsed, and at the moment when the Tang knife came out, he followed and stretched out his left arm, and his two palms turned into claws violently, facing the two yang knives in the air, and then, he shouted in his heart: "Suck the stars**!" The two powerful and domineering suction forces suddenly passed from Jiang Xiaofan's claw's heart, and directly acted on the two swords of Yīn Yang in the air.

"Sonorous!" With a bang, the sky flickered. The Tang knife that broke through the air and slammed into the Narcissus Knife, the momentum of the Narcissus Knife suddenly stagnated, and under the impact, the Narcissus Knife was knocked out of direction by the Tang Knife, changing its original trajectory that collapsed downward, and spun and fell straight to the open space on the side.

At the same time, the yīn yang two knives suddenly vibrated violently under the effect of absorbing stars**, and wisps of yīn yang two qi overflowed from the blade of the yīn yang two knives, and with the strong and domineering suction, Jiang Xiaofan was all contained in his body.

This sudden scene made Song Que, who was quietly watching the change in the situation, frown, and after he half-squinted his eyes and carefully stared at the insight, he immediately shook his head with a light smile, without a trace of concern.

"This Jiang Xiaofan is really as Yu Zhi said, he can absorb him into the true qi and turn it into his own use, such a strange method is really unseen, I think that Shi Zhixuan also suffered a big loss under this strange method, and he will be defeated by Jiang Xiaofan's hands." Song Que secretly wondered in his heart, and a pair of deep eyes flashed from time to time.

"But ......" Thinking about it, the corners of Song Que's mouth suddenly turned up slightly, and the shallow smile seemed a little proud: "However, even if you Jiang Xiaofan have such a strange method, you can't think of such a simple and forcibly breaking the old man's second question!" The old man's second question, unless you can find the answer, otherwise, you Jiang Xiaofan will definitely die! Just as Song Que's thoughts were turning, the battlefield suddenly changed again, only to see that the shaking yīn yang double knife in the air suddenly stopped shaking, and the black and white yīn yang two qi slowly faded from the top of the yīn yang double knife like ink, and then, two shining and dazzling metallic lusters almost blinded Jiang Xiaofan's pair of titanium alloy dog eyes under the reflection of the sun.

"This ...... Both of these are real daffodils? Jiang Xiaofan was stunned and looked at the shimmering metallic narcissus knife in the air, his eyebrows were full of incredulity, and he said to himself: "This Nima is absolutely impossible, is it another damn illusion?" Just when Jiang Xiaofan was in doubt, the two narcissus knives collapsed and slashed towards him at a high speed in the sound of breaking through the air, and the sense of crisis full of death immediately climbed into Jiang Xiaofan's heart, and he didn't want to stop directly absorbing the star**, and then jumped backwards quickly.

There were two loud "booms", and the two narcissus knives slammed into the ground, and the dust flew up, obscuring them, and the entire battlefield became foggy and unrealistic.

Cough! Cough......! Jiang Xiaofan coughed non-stop, he couldn't help but fan the dust flying around him, and at this moment, two clanging knives rang out from the foggy, unreal dust.

Shout! Shout! The sound of breaking the air suddenly sounded, from far to near, Jiang Xiaofan's heart was shocked, his feet immediately shook, his whole body swirled, and he jumped up at great speed, at the same time, two blurred knife shadows, one black and one white, passed by Jiang Xiaofan's chest and back, and its scorching breath burned Jiang Xiaofan's chest, and its cold knife qi froze Jiang Xiaofan's back.

"Hiss......" Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but gasp, this ice and fire were both hot and cold, and it really made him 'cool' to explode once.

Boom! At this moment, another clanging knife roar came from above his head, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly looked up, only to see a little cold light descending from the beginning, aiming directly at his head.

"It's ...... The third narcissus? Jiang Xiaofan's heart trembled, almost subconsciously, he dodged directly, however, there was nothing in the air to borrow strength, how far could this avoidance go?

Poof! Blood splashed, and the already hot and painful chest suddenly became warm, followed by a sharp pain that pierced the heart, Jiang Xiaofan immediately snorted, and after flipping in the air, he covered his bloodstained chest, and his body staggered to the ground.

Tick tock...... Specks of crimson blood spilled from his fingertips, dripping onto the ground and mixing with dust, blooming with demonic blood flowers.

Jiang Xiaofan clutched his chest that was dripping with blood, and the god jīng was highly guarded around, not daring to slack off.

At this moment, death was so close to him, so real, that he finally realized what it was like to dance with a coffin on the tip of a knife.

Fleeting...... A gust of wind blew slowly, and the dust kept churning in the wind, and then drifted away, and gradually, a ray of sunlight shone into the battlefield, and the misty scene in front of him gradually became clear.

When the dust settled, Jiang Xiaofan found that the entire battlefield had changed greatly. I saw two deep pits appear in the field, Tang Dao and Yi Yao Sword were quietly inserted not far away, and the Xiao Dao Song Que was also staring at him indifferently, and above Song Que's head, there were three narcissus knives floating heavily.

One yīn one yang one cold light. Just like the original, there is no change.

"You were injured the second time, it seems that before, I still looked down on you a little." Song Que said lightly, his face full of disappointment.

Jiang Xiaofan covered his bleeding chest and quietly looked at Song Que for a while. After a few moments, Song Que suddenly said lightly

"Well, since you can't answer the second question of the old man's knife, then you will die under the old man's knife." At the same time as his words fell, the three narcissus knives hanging above his head suddenly moved and slashed towards Jiang Xiaofan at great speed.