History repeated itself again, and one after another formless and colorless blades pierced Ji Wuchen's chest one by one, driving a burst of blood to burst into the void.

The cold and glamorous woman is as ethereal as the wind, she does not show her side, she has hit Ji Wuchen several times in a row, her assassination attainments are unfathomable, her methods are sharp and ruthless, and she has never missed a shocking killing, which makes Ji Wuchen quite a headache, he has no way to parry this, and can only passively block the vital point.

A qualified killer is always inseparable from the darkness, and it is impossible to appear in the light, just like this woman who hides the darkness, the darkness gives her a sense of security, making her feel like a fish in water, and accompanying her like a shadow.

Ji Wuchen lowered his head and retreated, he lost too much blood, his face was pale, his eyes were becoming clearer and brighter, he was thinking about finding a countermeasure, unwilling to be so controlled by others, unwilling to resign himself to fate.

At this time, the white-clothed scholar's eyes overflowed with an unconcealable joy, he knew that this was a rare opportunity, and immediately seized the fleeting flaw.

Between the electric sparks, the white-clothed scholar rose up, like a dragon out of the sea, the long sword out of the sheath, the blade tore the sky, a bright golden light suddenly appeared to cover the dark dome, he was carrying ethereal power, like a shock, before Ji Wuchen could react, a sword lore tried his best to advance into his chest, and suddenly splashed a string of blood flowers, bursting into the void, swaying down.

"Poof..."

Ji Wuchen was hit hard again, staggered backwards, blood gushing out, he seemed to be unconscious, and there was no painful look on his face.

At this time, the five-colored divine wheel buzzed, and a jasper color practice boiled out on its own, spreading everywhere with a breath like a spring breeze.

Jasper Cailian, the whole body is green, like a snake, swimming along Ji Wuchen's body, turning into several strands and pouring into the blood hole, the green light is magnificent, nourishing the body, repairing the injured body, the pain in his body has been slightly relieved, and the feeling of fatigue and fatigue is gradually gone, but he is secretly surprised by the jasper Cailian.

After a moment, Ji Wuchen looked up at the scholar in white, his eyes were extremely ruthless, full of murderous intentions, soaring into the sky, making people's hearts palpitate.

"Just because she's ethereal doesn't mean you can live forever!"

A cold drink without the slightest emotion exploded in the sky.

A thunderbolt at the right time followed closely behind him to cheer, slashing down at the ears of the white-clothed scholar, shaking the heavens and the earth, and startling the white-clothed scholar couldn't help but stagger backwards.

The white-clothed scholar was ashamed and angry, fierce, and gritted his teeth with resentment. The ferocity and viciousness revealed in the eyes can never be understated.

Ji Wuchen's mind moved instantly, he shot ruthlessly, his momentum soared, he held a black halberd like ink, smashed the void, his arrogance was monstrous, and he killed forward.

In the eyes of the white-clothed scholar, the Halberd of Innocence was like a pillar of optimus that was on par with the sky, and his complexion changed sharply, a trace of fear rose in his heart, and his brain was running rapidly, urgently looking for a way to break the misfortune.

"The wind is good!"

The white-clothed scholar roared like thunder at the dark firmament, and then let out a long roar, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly, incomparably bright, covering the darkness and replacing the day

The cold and glamorous killer in the dark also changed greatly when he saw this scene, and when the white-clothed scholar was dying and dying, she could never ignore it and hurriedly helped.

She didn't want the white-clothed scholar to die miserably, as the white-clothed scholar expected, she really didn't have full confidence that she would eat Ji Wuchen unscathed.

A gust of wind howled, swept in, and it was mixed with a hidden weapon that was difficult to find, with strong killing intent, and walked against the wind, approaching Ji Wuchen quickly.

"There is no trace and no trace, far and near will be hard to find!"

Ethereal and untraceable in the void of lurking, killing invisibly, the cold and glamorous woman's avenue of wind with her own assassination technique, can be said to be the peak, superb, and unguardable.

"The heart of killing him, heaven and earth are unstoppable!"

Ji Wuchen was as crazy as a demon, roaring like thunder, shaking the dark clouds for thousands of miles to shatter and collapse. The attack on the white-clothed scholar was even faster, and he ignored the hidden weapon behind him, fighting a lose-lose posture, and was bound to split the white-clothed scholar under the halberd.

He roared all the way and marched forward bravely. The power of the Innocence Halberd in his hand skyrocketed again, and the sharp edge was hundreds of feet, and the breath was as heavy as a mountain, overwhelming the sky, raging the sky, crushing the void to a creak, almost disintegrating and disintegrating.

"There are blessings and disasters in the world, so die!"

Ji Wuchen's eyes were extremely cold, his gray hair danced wildly, waving his halberd, and slashed at the white-clothed scholar fiercely, mighty, overwhelming mountains and seas, like a god descending to earth, insisting on opening the world, frightening the onlookers to turn pale, and flee in the wilderness, unable to avoid fear.

"This catastrophe, I'm afraid it's hard to escape!"

The white-clothed scholar was on the verge of death, he changed color for it, his whole body was cold, his feet couldn't help but tremble, and there was a trace of remorse in his heart, why did he provoke Ji Wuchen and be on the verge of death?

He was stunned and asked himself: "I must blame this ruthlessness of heaven and earth, so that I lost my parents when I was a child, lived alone in the unbearable world, lonely, suffered a lot, and suffered all the humiliation." But my heart is as strong as a rock, my faith is indestructible, I have been crawling all the way, struggling, stubbornly resisting, and I have survived until now, why do I ask for anything?"

"I feel all the suffering in the world, after a long time, I don't feel fresh, I see it as a smoke, a smile, all this is not for shame and courage, self-improvement, one day vow to rewrite this damn life. ”

"When my fists shake the sky, step on the splendid rivers and mountains, crush the unbearable world, I will wash away the shame of the past, re-establish heaven and earth as the head, no one dares to disrespect and no one dares to disrespect!"

"Why did you do such a knife licking blood in the first place? I laughed at myself, and I was not afraid that the world would laugh at me and misinterpret my intentions. In a high-sounding way, it should be intended to do what the world wants, so that the world can deeply understand a truth: the survival of the fittest, this is the survival law of the cultivation world. ”

The golden sword has a spirit, the long chant continues, the sword body trembles violently, and the fighting spirit is high, he is stunned, staring down, after all, it is the long sword in his hand that makes the decision for him.

The white-clothed scholar has self-esteem, and would rather hold the belief that he will die than flee from the battle, which is humiliating. Ji Wuchen is not afraid of life and death, and he has no hesitation. The help of the glamorous killer is long overdue, painstakingly motivated. He saw it all in his eyes, and at this time his mood became more and more indifferent, full of dissatisfaction, and all disappeared, no longer holding any delusional hope.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, everyone is an ant, the last sword, the ripples of golden light, the angry universe!"

At the time of the critical survival, the white-clothed scholar knew that there was a dead end, his face returned to calm and without waves, and his arrogance would never allow him to take half a step back, and the lonely back looked even more gloomy and sad under the monstrous majesty.

"In the next life, I will change my life!"

His eyes were unwilling, he roared loudly, his pace was steady, he faced difficulties, raised his long sword, the golden light was dazzling, and he insisted on not regretting it, and walked towards the end.

Ji Wuchen was also moved, but the two were hostile, and the halberd in his hand did not allow him to attenuate half of his power.

"Boom!"

The Halberd came as promised, unstoppable, slashing the golden sword, still menacing, crushing all the way, tearing apart the white-clothed scholar, turning into a cloud of blood mist and bursting into the void, blooming like a firework, also heralding the withering of life.

The earth-shattering fluctuations erupted, one after another, like waves shaking the sky, the wild waves washed the dust, swept through thousands of weights, raged the heavens and the earth, and shocked all souls.

In the distance, the body of the monk who had never left trembled violently, and his face turned pale. This earth-shattering collision has affected them a lot.

The cold killer hidden in the darkness watched the white-clothed scholar die, indifferent, and still did not appear. The hidden weapon that attacked and killed Ji Wuchen was all annihilated in the void halfway through.

"Poetry and words, say goodbye, yin and yang are separated, and you know each other, it is not in vain for me to go through this experience in the world!"

A hysterical warbler's voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, sending off the deceased!

"The green mountains do not change, the green water flows forever, one day, kill you for the funeral of the king!"

The hoarse voice of gritting teeth exploded in Ji Wuchen's ears, like a god and demon crying, echoing in the sky for a long time.

The cold and glamorous woman fled silently, leaving only Ji Wuchen alone in the silent and dark sky, and the tragic words of the poem before his death echoed in the sky:

"In the next life, I will change my life!"

"Iron bones, not afraid of heaven and earth, not in vain this life. ”

Ji Wuchen stared at the scattered red that fell to the ground, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The white-clothed scholar was treated with the respect that his opponent deserved, and he was also a respectable opponent, and he had all the backbone and indomitability that a monk should have.

In the middle of the night, the heavy rain is still majestic, the wind is howling, the thunder is raging, and the unknown melancholy and sorrow are revealed everywhere, which linger for a long time in the humid air, and become more and more intense.