The black-clothed old man's face showed obvious surprise, and then he grinned solemnly, all of this seemed to be expected, he didn't expect a tentative Phantom Moon Remnant to be able to inflict such an easy blow on his opponent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

With a flick of the wrist, the image of the waning moon in the sky suddenly retracted and closed, instantly condensing into a round of blood-colored full moon;

There was a series of bursting sounds in the air, the blood-colored full moon and the cyan sword qi, between breaths, the lightning and flint clashed dozens of times, and these dozens of fighting and impacting were just one move.

The old man in black suddenly took out a short black sword with a length of a foot, flashing out like an aurora meteor, and in an instant, it pierced through the light and shadow of the sword qi of the cloud, and appeared silently between his neck.

The blood-colored full moon is just a bright killing move, and the dark short sword is a hidden deadly killing machine, even if they are equal in cultivation strength, they are bound to fall in this strange blow.

Such a despicable yin damage killing move is really shameful for the world's martial artists. It's just that the martial artist's moves are above board, and no one will tell you in advance where the next sword will stab, and how to say the advantages and disadvantages of the killing moves. The chivalrous man who lies down will soon be forgotten, and the villain who stands should be regarded as a hero to whom everyone looks up.

The scale of right and wrong is in everyone's heart, and the angle and direction of the station, the level is different, and the difference in cognition is revealed, so there is no need to be too persistent and serious. The process of everything is not important, the important thing is that the person can still stand, and he can continue to kill and fight, and this is the result.

In fact. Yun Wuya had already found that every time the other party's move had not been used, it would suddenly shrink, and he faintly felt that there must be a hidden hand hidden in it, and when the strange ghost light flashed, his entire body quickly drifted away half a beat in advance, and shot at the opponent's face door with a finger, which was also unexpected.

The sharp finger wind hit his face, and the figure of the old man in black turned sharply sideways, like a refracted streamer, and instantly broke away from the place, deviating from the trajectory of Yun Wuya's finger wind attack.

Yun Wuya followed closely behind him, and the finger wind on his hand popped out in a chain, and each finger wind could penetrate the rock, and the flesh and blood could easily penetrate it.

"Damn!" Since the debut of the old man in black, He has been forced into such an embarrassing situation, flashing left and right, secretly superimposing his left and right hands, and pressing one palm on the void in front of him.

Rumble!

The ground beneath his feet exploded, setting off grass and stone chips flying everywhere, and every particle of dust and grass clippings was filled with a sinister atmosphere, which could break the skin and make people feel traumatic.

At the level of Breaking the Void Realm, it is easy for this kind of fierce fighting to occur between each other, so this kind of face is also easy to see. Most of the spectators held their breath and watched the battle intently, trying not to let go of a little detail.

The dust and grass clippings covered the sun and the sky, and they came to the face, completely covering the sight around Yun Wuya, and a long robe was broken and pierced by these inconspicuous dust grass clippings, fortunately, there was a true yuan force to protect the body, otherwise it would really be injured.

The whimsical palm of the old man in black really reversed the situation of being passively beaten, and the black robe on his back was torn by the opponent's fierce finger wind.

The old man in black held back his breath, and his palms once again conjured up a blood-like palm shadow, and the evil qi was vented for thousands of miles.

Blood!

The old man in black roared, and the blood-colored palm shadow was torn apart, instantly turning into countless blood rains like threads, no one would suspect that these strands of blood rain would turn a person into a yarn leak once they touched their bodies.

Yun Wuya naturally didn't risk his life, and calmly left an afterimage on the spot, letting the other party's blood rain shatter and pierce, and his real body turned into a light and shadow, suddenly appearing behind the old man in black, and the ten fingers of both hands flicked continuously, poof, puff...... The Finger Wind Sword Qi is vertical and horizontal in all directions, within five meters, and it is everywhere within the range of the Finger Wind Sword Qi strike.

The black-clothed old man was shocked, and every time he swept to one place, he would instantly dodge 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, extremely embarrassed, wearing a black robe with thousands of holes and sores, and wisps of blood spilled down.

At this point in the battle, the two people who fought on the high platform were all in tattered robes, and Yun Wuya's cold eyes revealed a strange solemnity.

I only saw that the old man in black was dressed in a black robe with many holes and sores, and his whole body was visible to the naked eye, and there were constantly traces of dark red mist qi coming out of his body, surrounding and steaming, and his whole face twitched slightly due to excessive concentration and concentration......

A Blood Moon is in the sky!

The old man in black roared, a round of crimson full moon, trembling slightly in the air, and then drew a strange arc, like the scythe of death.

The full moon blood flashed, fast, so fast that it couldn't even keep up with its thinking and vision, so that people didn't even have time to dodge the heart, and before Yun Wuya even had time to move, his entire body was split into two by this terrifying blood-colored scythe.

If it weren't for Yun Wuya's "Hundred Changing Afterimage" body method, his mind would be moving, and his true body would be separated from the afterimage in an instant, which can be described as a millimeter difference, a thrilling line, and he could avoid the desperate killing of the blood-colored full moon.

This is just the beginning of the crisis, the old man in black actually left a back move, as if he had already calculated all the possible changes of the other party, and at the same time as the full moon fell, the black short sword in his hand stabbed out obliquely like lightning.

Yun Wuya's true body was revealed, and a blood-colored edge appeared in front of him, and between the same cultivation, almost no one could dodge this strange and swift blow. Because this blood-colored sword light was so fast, so fast that only a beam of red light could be seen flickering, and even the entire sword body was fainted.

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.

Yun Wuya's gaze was still cold, with a hint of surprise, but the simple speed he saw in his eyes at this time was the trajectory of this sword, as well as the route and direction of the attack.

The timing and speed of the black-clothed old man's sword were enough to make him proud, and it was already difficult to distinguish between the man and the sword. All that can be seen is a fleeting blur of light and shadow.

The blood-colored sword light that spewed had almost touched the other party's skin, and only then did he see that Yun Wuya's hand that had been empty, and at some point there was suddenly an extra sword: very narrow, only two fingers wide at most, very thin, like cicada wings. No one saw how his sword was unsheathed, as if he had been holding it all along.

Draw your sword in an instant, attack, all in one go, and the last strike will come first. A dazzling cold star suddenly penetrated the blood-colored sword light, and it was so thrilling that it staggered the opponent's blade, and quickly enlarged in front of the eyebrows of the old man in black, and the old man in black showed an extremely shocked expression on his face, and his whole body suddenly felt a creep. Intuition told him that if he didn't withdraw his sword and retreat to block at this time, he wouldn't wait for the short sword in his hand to hurt the opponent, and the opponent's long sword would be pierced through his brain.

The old man in black was shocked, he didn't have any time to make more judgments, and he made a quick decision, and suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated, which was worthy of avoiding the doom of a sword piercing his brain.

The blood-colored full moon, the crimson sword, one move and two styles, the hidden flowers at the bottom of the leaves, are interlocking, and it is usually almost an unsolvable game of lore and nirvana. If it weren't for the boundless sword drawing technique that had reached the pinnacle, I was afraid that I would lie down with blood. The situation at that time was indeed dangerous, and the sweat oozing from the vest had not yet been collected until this moment.

After the old man in black got out, his face was slightly pale, his forehead was slightly sweaty, and his eyes were full of horror.

I don't know when I held a long knife tightly in my hand, and I slowly raised the knife above my head with both hands, and the evil aura shrouded my body, and the long knife glowed with a blood-colored scarlet, which made my heart palpitate and tremble.

Yun Wuyan's divine light is as cold as starlight, cold and cold, without the slightest intention of wanting to take the initiative to attack, his Dugu 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 momentum of the old man in black seemed to have climbed to the top, and he took out the sword, this knife seemed to be different from the previous sword, it seemed to be very slow, but in fact, it was even better than the previous sword. The human knife is one, and only a trace of blood-colored red light can be seen visually.

A blood-colored sword, in an instant, between the chest and abdomen of the Lord Yun Tianya, who had been slashed like lightning, this time the distance was one point closer than the last time.

Yun Wuya's sword was unsheathed again, and there was a soft sound again, and hundreds of pairs of eyes still no one could see how his sword was unsheathed.

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 old man in black 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.

This time he seemed to have been prepared, and did not choose to withdraw the knife and retreat, 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 crack the mountain and break the stream, causing death.

In everyone's sight, it seemed that there seemed to be hundreds of hands holding swords dancing at the same time, and that was because the speed of the sword was so fast, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish the order before and after, as if it was cut and split at the same time.

The old man in black's knife is very fast, however, the boundless sword seems to be faster, at least twice as fast as the opponent's knife, and the sword speed that can cut down thirty-two flying birds at the same time in a breath, how many people are there in the world?

Qiang Qiang ...... Hundreds of sharp and piercing crashing sounds came from the air, and from time to time there was a series of roaring explosions of air currents colliding, and sparks and silver stars filled the air, leaving only a sword shadow and cold stars rushing straight towards the throat of the old man in black.

Retreat, only retreat, the old man in black flew back quickly! The sword shadow cold star is like a ghost asking for his life, always keeping a distance of one foot, and chasing after him.