The wind was cold, and the snow was drifting.

Yan Wuyi and Tang Li glanced at each other, both worried, and their faces were shocked.

The aura of the white-clothed assassin in front of him was really terrifying, and the realm was also impenetrable.

The black sword in the assassin's hand was even more terrifying, and as soon as he got close half a step, he could detect the fierce sword intent coming towards him, as if it could cut through everything in the world.

"I don't know which force is my friend, why are you in the way of the two of us?"

Yan Wuyi's rather hoarse voice broke the silence first, staring at the white-clothed swordsman holding the black sword with a solemn expression, not daring to be careless.

The purpose of the other party's blocking the road is obscure, so you still have to ask more clearly, otherwise it will cause trouble and kill the opportunity to escape.

Tang Li is also ready to attack with his sword, ready to block the power of the assassin at any time, and find a way for Yan Wuyi to escape and survive, even if the other party's cultivation realm must be extremely profound, he is not afraid.

"Kill you. ”

The cold words stirred up layers of ripples in the snowy sky, and the fierce killing intent erupted, causing people to suffer a terrifying chill erosion.

"Where the hell did this person come from?"

Yan Wuyi was shocked when he heard this, and decisively gathered momentum, his sharp eyes tightly catching the figure of the white-clothed assassin standing quietly in front of him.

Although there is the power of the elixir to protect the body and calm the injury, the body is still empty, but fortunately, simply by virtue of the gradually recovering physique, it is much more powerful than ordinary people.

But this swordsman actually came with the intention of killing him, and it was very likely that he was sent by the enemy, but Yan Wuyi had not provoked too many enemies since he stepped into the martial arts, and secretly wondered who sent this person.

"No easy, I'll hold him back. Tang Li said in a deep voice, his fair face was extremely solemn, and a faint sword qi flowed from his dantian qi sea all over his body, and then converged in a nameless spirit sword in his left hand.

"Old Tang ......" Yan Wuyi naturally knew what he meant, and couldn't help but show worry in his eyes and wanted to persuade him, but Tang Li grinned and quickly protected him behind him.

"If you want to kill him, you have to pass Tang first. ”

The calm words went straight to the hearts of people, making Yan Wuyi's nose slightly sour, and he secretly sighed.

Tang Li slowly stepped forward, and a nameless spirit sword made a shallow mark on the smooth ground, which was extremely freehand.

"The name of this sword is Yingxing, and it hides its potential in the form and collapses. ”

"Please advise!"

Swordsmen duel cannot fall into power.

"Yingxing?"

"But there is something interesting about this sword. The cold voice of the white-clothed swordsman came out, as if it made the diffuse air a little colder.

Tang Li didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, the exercises were already quietly operating, and the spiritual power in his body was flowing silently, and he could erupt with just a single thought.

"Of course, this sword is the sword of the ancestors of my Tang family, one sword slashes eight hundred years, and the three-foot green edge moves for nine days. Tang Li's face was quite proud, and his words were equally plain and shocking, but Yan Wuyi behind him didn't move for a long time, which couldn't help but make him feel a little worried.

"Don't delay, you leave first. ”

Yan Wuyi shook his head and smiled, how could he do that thing of abandoning his friends and stealing his life, even if it was very likely that he would die here today, his resolute heart had never wavered.

"This person is here because of me, if he retreats easily, how can he survive in the world, and how can he be worthy of the death of Senior Brother Tang and the same sect of the Sword Pavilion?"

Yan Wuyi said cautiously, he had already quietly urged the blood sea to meditate his heart, although there was no spiritual power and blood breath combined, but it also condensed into hundreds of fierce forces, strode forward, and stood side by side with Tang Li.

"Wuyi, you ......" Tang Li was surprised, but he also knew that he couldn't change Yan Wuyi's mind, so he didn't say more, but a warmth arose in his heart, thinking that he really didn't see the wrong person.

"You've got a bit of a backbone. Seeing this, the white-clothed assassin couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, his voice mixed with a hint of sarcasm.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Yan Wuyi said solemnly, no matter where this person came from or what his cultivation was, even if he died today, he would have to splash his blood.

As soon as the words fell, the white-clothed assassin's sword was already unsheathed, and a sudden attack occurred between thoughts, so fast that Tang Li and Yan Wuyi were difficult to see, and so fast that the snowflakes stopped falling, and it seemed to be in front of the two of them in an instant!

This person moved extremely quickly, and a sky-high sword Yi seemed to envelop the surroundings, which shocked Yan Wuyi and Tang Li.

"Huhuhu......"

The sound of the snow layer driven by the footsteps continued to diffuse, and Yan Wuyi was the first to notice a terrifying sword intent slashing towards the heads of the two people, and with a single kick, he kicked Tang Li with a serious face, and he also rolled to the side.

Tang Li's unique sense of crisis also caught the sword intent of the white-clothed assassin's sudden attack, and hurriedly stabilized his body and turned over and slashed, transforming into sword qi and impacting away, extremely ferocious.

The surging spiritual power is surging, and the power of the Yingxing Spirit Sword can be splashed, and the sound is endless in the long sky.

"Boom!"

The black sword really stabbed Tang Li in the throat, and the sword intent that could kill him with a single blow was easily blocked by him.

The heart and throat were not much different in the eyes of the Assassin, and as long as he could achieve his goal, he would find the right moment.

But the Black Sword Sword Intent Kill was aimed at Tang Li, not Yan Wuyi, who had no spiritual power fluctuations.

"The assassin came strangely, didn't he kill me?" Yan Wuyi, who got up quickly, was also a little confused when he thought about this.

But the assassin's sword momentum was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and he smashed the strength of the gang, and then sent another sword to seal his throat.

In an instant, Tang Li's spiritual power was broken, and it finally stopped when it hit the Yingxing Sword!

A piercing roar echoed, and I saw Tang Li's tiger mouth tearing, and the slowly flowing blood stained the Yingxing Sword.

The blood stains disappeared suddenly, and the impact force that was several times stronger than Tang Li's strength caused his feet to drag a long trail on the ground before he returned to standing steadily, his eyes were extremely solemn!

The white-clothed assassin's comprehension of the sword was really terrifying, and Tang Li's sword strength was also broken in an instant, and his own defenses turned into nothingness under his sword.

is depressed, and the high and low are immediate.

It's just that the assassin didn't give him more chance to react, and the long sword crossed the sky again, slashing through the air.

The ferocious sword intent erupted with the majestic Yuan Force, making the heaven and earth covered with layers of black swords that seemed to be substances, and in an instant, they killed Tang Li from all directions.

The sword intent was heavy, as if the black stars in the sky were falling and sparkling, and at the same time, the assassin disappeared in an instant!

Tang Li hurriedly activated the Yingxing Sword Momentum, wanting to break the sword with the sword, but the Yingxing Sword in his hand containing the power of killing the sky suddenly became bloody.

His sturdy figure soared into the air, and in an instant, he was out of the black breath and imprisoned, but the black sword sword momentum sent by the swordsman was like having eyes, chasing Tang Li and swarming!

Tang Li used thirty-six swords one after another, the sword and sword blood shadow fluttered, slashing like a moon ring, and the sword momentum was traceless and occupied a side of the world, although the battle situation was unfavorable to him at this time, but it was also a temporary shock to the black sword.

But the swordsman didn't know when he appeared behind him, and waved the black sword in his hand.

"Be careful!"

Yan Wuyi shouted worriedly, and raised a palm-thick branch of my tree towards the white-clothed assassin who suddenly revealed his figure.

At this moment, the blood sword in Tang Li's hand also flew abruptly, and his body shape collided with the black sword in a phantom movement, and the heavy sword qi was not hidden, and the tricks were between the knives, and the black sword was entangled.

"Boom!"

The two soldiers blew up each other, Tang Li looked at his bloodless cold eyes and was a little in a trance, but it was in this trance that he felt the hot pain in his face, if he hadn't blocked it in time, half of his head would have to be cut off by him!

"Bang!"

Yan Wuyi moved the branches and followed, but the white-clothed assassin couldn't stop it.

"Poof!"

Seeing that the momentum was blowing, Yan Wuyi was directly swept over by his violent black sword intent, and smashed to the ground like a broken kite, vomiting blood.

"No easy!"

Tang Li's face was worried, but he must not lose his mind again at this time, otherwise both of them would have to die under the sight of the white-clothed assassin.

And between the master duels, life and death can be decided in an instant.

Therefore, the swordsmanship was sometimes like a wild dragon dancing, sometimes breaking through the void, and the Yingxing sword made Tang Li frantically burn with aura.

Thousands of black swords collided with thousands of blood qi, trembling and blooming beside him, like a lotus opening clouds, bursting into flames and dazzling.

But the moves were only barely able to withstand the swordsman's attack, and the unpredictable figure stabbed him all over his body, but in the end he blocked the deadly sword momentum.

The black sword is not an extraordinary product, Tang Li thought to himself that either his strength is too low to truly master the power of the Yingxing Spirit Sword, otherwise he will never lose the assassin black sword.

In less than half a moment, Tang Li was hit by twelve swords, but the swordsman only broke a strand of hair.

The power of a thunderbolt has long been integrated into the knife, and the thunder riots in a single fall, but it is not an assassin's opponent.

The assassin seemed to be a little bored, and used seven points of strength, and the black sword and black light in his hand covered the air, and the morning light was obscured by the black fog, and it was dark, and the black sword kept dancing in the air.

This person is exquisite, and his swordsmanship is superb, and he has begun to touch the realm of the future.

The sword momentum was completed in one go, forming a giant sword in the air, which was unstoppable and stabbed at Tang Li, although Tang Li had already prepared, but this Yuan Force was much stronger than all the hidden void warriors he had encountered, and the sword momentum was even more strange and powerful, and it was directly submerged by the black sword!

Seeing the black sword slaughtering down, leaving a huge pit filled with black smoke on the ground, Tang Li vomited blood, and the bones seemed to be all shattered, unable to exert any strength, and felt that the internal organs were all displaced.

The urgency of this long-lost sense of death, he had never been so seriously injured, and his life was very fragile at this moment, as if it was like a flame in a violent wind, shaking and extinguishing.

The swordsman appeared beside him like a ghost, and the long sword pointed at Tang Li's face, not caring about Yan Wuyi, who was dying on the side.

(End of chapter)