This person was dressed in a black robe, with long blood-red hair and a messy shawl, swept by the wind, and was extremely evil.

His pupils were like blood-red orbs, shooting out two illusory beams like laser lights, his blood was monstrous, and his powerful coercion was coming towards Wang Bu'er step by step, which was extremely amazing, and many people around him noticed that something was wrong, and quickly retreated, afraid of affecting themselves.

Wang Buji raised his eyebrows, his eyes were like torches, staring at the strange young man coming in front of him, he was full of blood, and it was obvious that he had killing intent. However, Wang Buji did not know this person, and he did not know whether he had offended this person. Could it be that he

Immediately, Wang Buji frowned, and was on guard in his heart, if this person really wanted to kill himself and seek money, then he had to take it, how to say that Lao Tzu is not a soft persimmon and can be pinched if anyone wants to.

The strong murderous aura is coming, and it is approaching.

"Fellow Daoist, is there anything wrong with me?"

Wang Buji looked calm, neither salty nor light, with a hint of a smile on his face, he looked at the young man who stopped eight meters away in front of him very usually, neither humble nor arrogant, and said calmly.

However, the young man's face was cold and ruthless, and he did not disdain Wang Fuji in the slightest.

Suddenly, he pulled out the sword from behind him. A blood-red light and shadow flashed, blood-colored light, and the long sword drew an arc, like a blood shadow in the dark night, with a strong killing intent, showing a point pointing at Wang Fuji. Not much was said.

"Give me a reason, why kill me!" Seeing this, Wang Buer's heart was even calmer, and he asked with a light smile.

"Kill, no need for a reason, draw your sword!"

The young man's voice was hoarse, and the words he uttered contained cold murderous intent, and his eyes shot blood, like a killer's ruthless posture, which made the onlookers chill and frightened. I don't know who this person is.

Moreover, the blood-colored long sword in his hand was not ordinary, with a monstrous killing aura and an icy aura, which instantly caused the temperature to drop suddenly, which was extremely weird.

Wang Buer squinted, he naturally noticed that the blood-colored long sword in the young man's hand was a murder weapon, I don't know how many people he had killed, in order to practice this kind of killing spirit, this person was definitely not simple, Dao Xuan five-layer realm level, can it be simple.

But Wang is not afraid, although he is now at the second level of Dao Xuan, for the young master in front of him now, his face is not afraid, he is similar, and he still shows excitement.

This may make people think that his mentality must be a neurotic. What do you think, a powerhouse at the third level of the upper realm level is a fool at the second level of the upper realm level, everyone knows what the result will be.

At this moment, the scattered cultivators around were all confused and puzzled, and some of them were still looking at the delicate and thin Wang Bu'er with a look of disdain, and felt that he would definitely lose, this is a strong demon, how can you be compared to a second-layer realm level of a small Daoer.

I saw that Wang Buer was not angry but squinted his eyes, his expression seemed to be a little disdainful, and he didn't see any movement from him, so he smiled unhurriedly and said: "I don't want to fight you for no reason, no matter what, I have to understand why you came to kill me!" ”

The young man's eyes were cold, the blood sword in his hand made a ghostly sound, revealing a fierce aura, and a hoarse voice sounded, saying: "Reason, only blame you for the value of your head, don't talk nonsense, let's take out the sword!" ”

"Khan, I would have gotten it if I said no!" Wang Buer glanced at him and said disdainfully.

Immediately, some people around were stunned, and they didn't understand what Wang Buer meant by drinking the young man.

However, Wang Buer had already pulled out the Evergreen No. 2 Xuantie Sword out of the sheath, flashing a white blade cold light, in the moonlight, the white sword bloomed, and the breath was very strong, this is a sharp weapon, forged in Xuantie, not much worse than the Youth Blood Sword.

The young man's eyes were shining, cold and fierce, the blood sword in his hand shook, his figure flashed, and the person had come to Wang Buer, the blood sword in his hand made a sword sound, and he stabbed out directly, the bloody killing intent was amazing, and the speed was really powerful.

"Block!"

The two swords collide and provoke sparks.

Wang Buer held the sword in his right hand, and his blood-red eyes exuded cold killing intent in the face of the young man. He is not angry or smiling, he is very calm, the two are facing each other, and no one is willing to be left behind.

"Zheng Zheng!"

I saw that the sword shadow in the hands of the two of them drove the blood-colored sword light, and the cold light sword qi collided with each other, and the gorgeous sword light drove the surrounding air, making a whirring and breaking wind sound. The space for fierce battles is gradually expanding, and the two ** are open and closed, and the speed is extremely fast, less than ten seconds, and more than a dozen moves have passed.

But Wang Fuji, who was regarded by everyone as a must-loser, never fell behind, but the swordsmanship he used was very amazing, and the sword intent was extremely powerful. It shocked many scattered cultivators around.

The young man's face was expressionless, but he was also shocked in his heart, compared to swordsmanship, the opponent was no worse than himself, if he continued to fight like this, he might not be able to please well.

"Bell!"

The rain of swords collided, blooming with brilliant sword light like fireworks. The two distanced themselves at the same time.

Wang Fuji looked calm, smiling, a bit like the boy next door, and he looked at the young man in front of him. But in my heart I already want it. Sword fighting, the opponent is really strong, but for this, he may not be afraid of him.

The young man's blood-red eyes fixed on the king, and a hoarse voice sounded, "I admit that you are very strong in swordsmanship, but you still can't. Don't waste time, use your best tricks, or you won't have a chance to live! ”

This may be arrogant and domineering, and people had the capital to say it at that time. This shocked the surrounding scattered cultivators, it seems that this blood-haired young man is really determined to kill Wang Fuji.

This is somewhat intimidating, after all, life-and-death battles are too rare to see.

Next, young people may defeat Wang Buji with one move, so that many people show sympathetic eyes, after all, Wang Buji is also a rare genius in their eyes, and he will be lost at such an age, which makes many people feel sorry.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wang Buji did not say anything, nor did he move, his delicate cheeks, with a smile, looked at the young man without the slightest fear, standing quietly in place, which made people feel like they were looking for death.

The young man's bloody eyes were cold, and he seemed to be provoking his patience with such an immobile and disdainful posture as Wang Buer. At the moment, he was angry in his heart, and he did not hesitate.

I saw a powerful sword qi blooming with blood in his hand, and the blood-colored sword burst out, as dazzling as holding a laser light in his hand, the terrifying blood qi rolled in, and the sword roared, shining on the surrounding blood-red, which shocked everyone, and they felt as if they were pierced by a peerless sword qi in their hearts, and many people felt cold in their hearts, and the deterrence was too much.

"A river of blood!"

The young man burst into tears, his cold pupils dilated, and he shot blood-colored light. With a sound, the blood sword in his hand was raised high.

Suddenly, he rose up, carrying a monstrous blood-colored sword rain, and drew a brilliant blood-colored fireworks. The figure hung in the air, the sword qi wrapped around him, and the surging blood-colored sword light held him as if a god and demon had descended, and his aura was extremely shocking and terrifying.

At this time, Wang Buji finally had a look, he squinted his eyes, and stared at the blood-colored youth hanging in the void, like a god and a demon. From the beginning, he did not despise each other in his heart, on the contrary, he attached great importance to each other. After all, the strength is in front of him, although he has the body of yin and yang, his strength has doubled. Dang never dared to despise every opponent.

At this moment, in the face of such a strong sword style of the young man, his heart was pierced by the sword qi, and he felt a sense of danger in his heart. His eyes became serious. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he immediately began to secretly use the power of the Taiyin Sun in the dantian, and he didn't dare to keep anything, at this time, in the face of a powerful opponent, he had to be cautious and serious, otherwise he would die in the end.

"Suffer death!"

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