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The commander surnamed Jiang was shocked and shocked, and every time he swept to one place, he would instantly dodge away again, avoiding being pierced by the sword qi released by the opponent's fingertips. For a while, he swayed left and right, jumping up and down, and was extremely embarrassed.

The so-called "Thousand Rivers and Waning Moon" is just an illusory image of the mind, and what hurts people and kills people is those scattered bloody evil spirits, and all these are still false tricks to confuse the enemy.

A real blow! A waning moon cold light is cathartic, so real, so real that people can't bear to touch and destroy. It is precisely because it is real to the extreme, but it gives people a very illusory feeling.

The seemingly illusory waning moon can actually split a person's body. This is the real blow that the other party has been brewing for a long time.

Threads of dark red mist-like evil qi constantly came out of the body of the commander surnamed Jiang, encircling and steaming, and the entire face twitched slightly due to excessive concentration...... The cold light of the waning moon suddenly changed color, crimson as blood, trembling slightly in the air, and then drew a strange arc, like the scythe of death quickly slashing down.

The blood light of the waning moon flashed, so fast that it was so fast that it couldn't even keep up with his thinking and vision, and Hu Yi didn't even have time to move, and the whole person was already split into two pieces by this terrifying blood-colored sickle.

If it weren't for the "ethereal afterimage" body of the tiger with the wind in his arms, his mind would be moved, and the real body would be separated from the afterimage in an instant, which can be described as a millimeter difference, a thrilling line, and it can be avoided by the blood-colored waning moon.

This seems to be just the beginning of the crisis, the commander surnamed Jiang actually left a back move, and at the same time as the blood moon fell, he suddenly held a simple and delicate long knife in his hand, and pulled out the knife, all in one go, as fast as thunder and lightning. Mixed with a bloody evil aura, with a bit of domineering and majestic knife intent, a blood-colored edge was conjured.

Hu Yi's true body was revealed, and a sinister red light filled the world under his eyes. Between the same cultivations, almost no one could dodge this strange and swift blow. Because the blood-colored sword was so fast that only a beam of red light could be seen, and even the entire blade was fainted.

Hu Yi's gaze was still cold, but there was a hint of surprise, pure speed, it was difficult to work in a game of the same level. But the knife intent contained in the knife momentum is very different.

The sword intent will disturb, confuse people's minds, make people's minds confused, and make wrong predictions. The fighting of masters is changing rapidly, and a small negligence can kill you on the spot. A wrong judgment, the result of which speaks for itself.

What the tiger sees at a glance is not only the speed of the knife, but the trajectory of the knife, as well as the attack line and direction of the knife.

The timing and speed of the sword commanded by the surname Jiang were enough to make him proud, and it was already difficult to distinguish between the human knives. All that can be seen is a fleeting blur of light and shadow.

One foot, three inches, the spitting blood knife had almost touched Hu Yi's skin, only to see that he had been empty in his hand, and at some point suddenly there was a sword: very narrow, at most two fingers wide, very thin, like cicada wings. No one saw how his sword was unsheathed, as if he had been holding it all along.

The next moment, he instantly drew his sword and attacked, all in one go, and the last strike came first. A dazzling purple light suddenly pierced through the blood-colored blade, staggering the opponent's sharp blade in such a thrilling way that it shot towards the opponent's eyebrows.

The face of the leader surnamed Jiang showed an extremely shocked expression, and his whole body suddenly felt creepy. Intuition told him that if he didn't withdraw his knife and retreat to block at this time, he wouldn't wait for the knife in his hand to hurt the other party, and he would have been pierced by the opponent's long sword.

There was no extra time to make more judgments, so he made a quick decision and suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated, which was able to avoid the doom of a sword piercing his brain.

Although Hu Yi seized the opportunity, he did not take advantage of the situation to launch a rapid attack. The sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and he looked at each other quietly.

After the commander surnamed Jiang got out, he quickly widened the distance between himself and the other party. His face was slightly pale, his forehead was slightly stained with sweat, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Thousands of rivers and waning moons, crimson swords, one move and two styles, hidden flowers at the bottom of the leaves, interlocking, under normal circumstances, it is almost a lore kill. If I hadn't seen the opportunity early, or if you hadn't been a little faster, I'd have been lying down with blood before I was dismembered. Hu Yi told the truth, there was no water, the situation at that time was indeed dangerous, and the sweat oozing from the vest had not been collected until this moment.

The commander surnamed Jiang did not answer, tightened the long knife in his hand, quickly re-condensed the evil qi power, held the knife with both hands and slowly raised it above his head, the evil qi shrouded his body, and the long knife glowed with crimson blood-colored knife, which made people's hearts palpitate and tremble.

The divine light in the tiger's eyes is as cold as the starlight of late autumn, cold and cold, there is no one who wants to take the initiative to attack, his ethereal sword path is usually a preemptive strike, no moves, no style, but it contains the sword momentum of the world, a sword out, the ghost is frightened.

The commander surnamed Jiang finally climbed the momentum to the peak and slashed again. This knife seems to be different from the previous one, it seems to be very slow, but in fact it is even better than the previous one. The human knife is one, and only a trace of blood-colored red light can be seen visually.

In an instant, a blood-colored lightning had shot into Tiger One's chest and abdomen, one point closer than the last time.

Hearing another soft sound, Hu Yi's sword was unsheathed again, and he could still see the process of his sword being unsheathed. The commander surnamed Jiang only felt that a cold star appeared in front of him again, and the speed was faster than his sword.

The same last-strike-first-come, attack-to-attack, kill-to-kill, the moment you penetrate my chest and abdomen, I will also cut your throat. What is compared is this courage and heroism, and it is faster to the extreme speed, and the world's martial arts are only fast and undefeated.

Whether the commander surnamed Jiang has the courage and heroism, no one knows. However, in terms of speed, it is indeed slower than the other party. Therefore, he would never gamble his life with all his might.

He seemed to have been prepared this time, and did not withdraw the knife and retreated, the blade in his hand trembled, and suddenly burst out hundreds of bloody knife lights, each sword light contained a fierce killing machine, not a false move, the sharp blood-colored edge of the Dao can split the mountain and break the stream, causing death.

In the line of sight, there seemed to be hundreds of hands holding knives dancing at the same time, because the speed of the knives was so fast, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish the order before and after, as if they were slashed at the same time.

Hu Yi's sword seemed to be faster, at least twice as fast as the opponent's, and hundreds of sharp and piercing crashes were heard in the air, and from time to time there was a series of roaring explosions of the collision of the fierce currents.

Qiang Qiang ......

The blood-colored sword light and the purple sword light shattered and dispersed at the same time, and the sparks and silver stars filled the air, leaving only a trace of purple light-colored sword shadow flying straight towards the throat of the commander surnamed Jiang.

Retreat, only retreat, fly back again quickly! The purple light sword shadow is like a ghost seeking life, always keeping a foot away from the other party, and chasing after each other.

The commander surnamed Jiang wanted to pull up in the air several times to get rid of this terrible pursuit of souls and life, and he didn't leave him a chance to dodge and breathe.

Lying on the spot, this is the only option at the moment, it is better than having your throat cut, piercing your chest, and splattering blood on the spot. The dignity, honor, and face of the so-called top powerhouses seem insignificant at this moment, and their lives are gone, what is the use of those things.

The purple light sword shadow suddenly disappeared, and the commander surnamed Jiang also stood up at this time, turned over and jumped up. Covered in dust, dusty, and extremely embarrassed.

Hu Yi still stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the other party with cold eyes, and when the commander surnamed Jiang dusted off the dust on his body, he said in a cold voice: "Although you are strong, you are not my opponent yet." If you are captured, you may be spared. ”

The facial muscles of the commander surnamed Jiang twitched a few times, and he suddenly grinned, "I have to admit that your attainments in the way of the sword can be described as profound and profound, but my sword path is not only this, but also has the power to fight." ”

"Really?" Tiger laughed, sounding worse than crying.

As the commander surnamed Jiang spoke, an extremely domineering aura suddenly rose. Between the opening and closing of the eyes, the essence of the essence flashed, looking down on the world. A substantial-like divine light shot at Hu Yi domineeringly, if he was replaced by a person whose strength was slightly weaker, this look would make him lose his confidence and courage in a battle, and it was bound to collapse on the spot.

"The momentum is majestic, and the evil spirit is terrifying, and ordinary people are only afraid that their hearts have failed before the battle. I'm looking forward to it, you can give it a go. The tiger's eyes twinkled like stars, and he said coldly, "Don't expect to take the opportunity to escape, or you will die an ugly death!"

"Hmph!" The commander surnamed Jiang raised his eyebrows, and a cold snort burst out of his mouth at the same time, strode out, stepped down, and the long knife in his hand slashed into the void, the space was distorted, and the domineering spirit made a rolling thunderous sound, the wind roared, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Hu Yi's sword was unsheathed again, and it swung out a sword in the face of the domineering sword that came wildly, light and floating. There was no strong sword qi whistling through the air, but it silently penetrated the opponent's thick and domineering sword qi, and clicked on the tip of the opponent's knife with incomparable precision.

The sparks flew in all directions, and the commander surnamed Jiang suddenly felt a tingling in his arm, only to feel a soft force pouring into his arm along the sword body. Shocked in his heart, the domineering sword momentum was slightly sluggish, and Hu Yi's sword stabbed out flutteringly, without any line track, very casual. But the tip of the sword kept shaking, flickering left and right, and it was impossible to predict where his sword would stab the next moment.

In a hurry, the commander surnamed Jiang relied on his intuition to pick up the sword, and the heavy sword collapsed into the tiger's thin sword. I was happy in my heart, and I was about to launch a counterattack.

As everyone knows, Hu Yi's sword seems to be swayed at will, without any rules, stabbing a sword in the east and a sword in the west as he wants, suddenly picking up and suddenly slashing down, each sword is so floating and weird, and the trembling blade often stabs out from an incredible angle.

For him, it seems that there is no blind spot at all. This is a supreme realm of swordsmanship, without moves and styles, but it contains all sword styles in the world. The intention is to move the sword first, and the intention is to move the sword.