Mo Xiuyan borrowed his strength to jump, but one or two old men struck left and right, four palms and a pair, Mo Xiuyan borrowed strength again, a rebound, rebounded high into the air on more than ten zhang, the head was under the feet to the sky, the four old men were divided into four directions, and pursued towards the demon Xiuyan, this battle to the air, the people at the top, can always look up and down, plus the change of sight and speed, from the bottom to the top, there are always some errors.

When the demon cultivator is under a blow, he bounces more than ten zhang in the air, his eyes are closed, the darkness of the night, after the eyes are closed, the sight disappears, and a person's perception enters a state of hearing and awareness, enlightenment and spirit, which is the highest state of the heart without a sword, and from this heart without a sword, and then to the heart with a sword, and then with a sword in the heart, and in the end, there is a sword and no sword, these four progressive changes are like a family looking at a mountain like a mountain, looking at a mountain is not like a mountain, and in the end, looking at a mountain is still a mountain, the same realm.

There is a sword to no sword, and then there is no sword to win a sword, and the final refinement is to come to this sword if there is no sword, the heart is the sword. When I think of this, I remember when Master said this, 'When you you are thinking about other things, this is a normal human state, but when you and concentrate on, this is just a state of physiology and mind, and the real is just a state of urgency, what is? is not a practice, but is also a practice. When I think of the time when the master said this, he seemed to be a real person, but he has been studying this heart without a sword for more than 30 years, if there is a sword and no sword, this layer will not pass, what kind of revenge can we talk about!?

The hands are intertwined, the fingertips are urged out, one is three feet, one hand is divided into two styles, one person each, at the fingers, the sword flashes, the blue light flows, the closed eyes of the demon Xiuyan have been closed in the eyes of the four old men, and the anger that has been ignored ignites at once. Striving upward, the four energetic qi gathered the air around them, towards the demon cultivator of the high year, causing the wind to howl, the roof under the feet of the four of them was shattered and scattered in an instant, a house, and it was scattered in an instant, and more and more soldiers gathered under the house, and the torches lit were as bright as the fire in the palace, but the silence of the four was only the crackling sound of the torches flickering with the firelight.

Demon Xiuyan continued to fall, the sword light on the tips of his fingers was soaring, and with a movement of his fingers, a sword light flowed out, and an old man's hands were knotted, and the sword light that shot towards him flew up. But Demon Xiuyan's body fell, and his sword style continued to change, and in the blink of an eye, the four of them were all covered by his sword power.

"Yo, this kid, in the blink of an eye, he has changed a person!"

The body met the demon cultivator, and the mouth was not idle. This Tangshan Shouzun Chen Sword, the palm shadow is heavy, the whirring strong wind, rushed towards the Demon Xiuyan, the four people's hands are constantly changing, four huge waves, pushing the Demon Xiuyan to fly upside down, and the Demon Xiuyan, double palms into double swords, sword light Huohuo, Zhan Chuan and displaced, the sword light mountain is heavy, and the sharp mang is gone. Although the magic cultivator's palm turned into a sword couldn't hurt the four people, the four of them couldn't take advantage of it, and for a while, they attacked and defended like this.

Yi Jinglan and the three of them also fought to the extreme at this time, the four of them and the three old men were fighting, but the hearts of the four of them were thinking about Cuizhi, seeing that an hour was about to pass, for the people of the Sword Pavilion of Xiuyue Villa, this was something they had never done, it had always been limited to one hour, and as soon as the time passed, they had to retreat and no longer care about those who were under siege, this was a choice for preservation, even if they died, they would have to die a few less.

There is also a person who is worried, that is, Mo Xiuyan, after all, he is surrounded by six masters alone, and among those six people, it can be said that each of them is their real opponent, and the most troubled thing is that this time the action, there is no backup, everything is the original carelessness. It turned out that when the Sword Pavilion was in its heyday, there was always a team of people as backup, but now this Xiuyue Sword Pavilion, except for the Thirteen Heroes, the ghost hands don't know whether they are dead or alive, and at this time, they found that there are still fewer people, and if this battle can be completed, then in the future, they can no longer be in danger like this.

Everyone thought so in their hearts, but the opponent in front of them was stubborn, Yi Jinglan pointed the brass at the old man in front of her several times, but the old man's body was like a ghost, and the cold rain of meteors could no longer be cast. The chaotic fire tree silver flower dare not use, the red candle of the red face is useless for the three old men, the sleeve arrows on Qingzhu's hands, for such a master, it is self-defeating to use it, for a while, if there is not one more person, four people may be captured.

Mo Xiuyan fought fiercely with the four of them, and the two old men who were sitting on the roof to breathe and heal their injuries also stood up, flew up, jumped up and joined the battle circle. Three forces, at the same time hit the demon Xiuyan, under the blow of the three powers, the demon Xiuyan finally couldn't keep the original position, the body was biased, and he flew out towards the east, and left the attack range of the four people at once, and the body turned, standing on the opposite house, Kechen sword was on the tile before the demon Xiuyan was enough, and he chased after him, and the demon Xiuyan moved, pulled out a firework from his waist, and when he raised it into the air, his body had already moved, and he fled towards the east, and a sword-like firework shot towards the sky to the east。

The body of Tangshan's Shouzun Chenjian left the room, and the other five people also followed, the demon cultivator fled forward, and Tangshan's Shouzunchen Jian followed closely behind, and the chase of this line, like a meteor, ran towards the east gate. As soon as Yi Jinglan and the others saw the fireworks in the air, they knew that Demon Xiuyan had escaped from the siege and was running towards the east, and at this time, only Cuizhi had no information, but they couldn't wait, so they could only flee towards the east gate and find Demon Xiuyan. The two copper pipes in her hand waved, but this time, she always had one tube in front and one behind, and it was no longer the way she played before.

One step forward, his waist twisted, his body turned violently, he retreated backwards, and returned to the pipe with his backhand, and a copper pipe was facing the old man. The old man's half-squinted eyes always stared at Yi Jinglan's black copper pipe head, for this strange weapon of Jing Lan, people with experience like him, have long been alert, especially the two of them are fighting in close quarters, a weapon that is not a knife or a stick, the ghost in it, don't think about it, it must also be a hidden mystery, from the beginning, he has been deliberately avoiding the tube head, with a pair of palms, constantly twisting and entwining the tube head, and now Yi Jinglan turned back to counterattack, deliberately reining in the tube body, so that he couldn't help but be in a hurry to follow up, and intentionally fought with Yi Jinglan in close quarters, one hand probed, only to touch a copper pipe, and the other copper pipe, The oblique shoulders stretched out, facing his upper body, and the heart was called 'not good' A puff of cow hair flying needles came out, although it was guarded, but the iron needles that burst out as soon as the copper pipe was opened, and the cold rays of the stars must have poisonous needles.

The old man was in a hurry, bowed his head, and drilled into the ground, following Yi Jinglan's back, shrinking in the same posture, and a black shadow rolled towards Yi Jinglan's back.

"Old man, at this age, he still learns to roll. ”

Yi Jinglan's words only made him half angry by mistake, but Yi Jinglan jumped to a height of more than a foot and pointed the two black nozzles at him, and as soon as he raised his head, he twisted a gloomy old face, turned around and fled, the sound of those trembling iron needles just now was still flying, how many were there? He didn't want to pay attention to it, as soon as the old man turned around, he ran towards the stable where the fire was blazing.

The situation of the seven people fighting here, one has changed, and it will not become three or two immediately, running an old man, and the remaining two will face Qingzhu's sleeve arrow in an instant, although the chaotic fire tree and silver flower dare not use it, but he and the red candle two of them have a long sword in their hands, at this time, they can be used, both of them are open and close offensives, there is no rest, the old man's pair of fleshy palms, gradually unable to support, "Old five, withdraw." ”

He shouted this time, and the red candle knew that these two old immortals couldn't support it anymore, but Yi Jinglan had already crossed this layer of courtyard, if the three of them escaped at this time, Yi Jinglan would definitely be besieged by the three of them, "Stone!"

Qingzhu shouted, and a sleeve arrow shot towards the old man in front. A gray old hand, raised his hand to Qingzhu's sleeve arrow, he didn't care whether Qingzhu hit a stone or a sleeve arrow, that sleeve arrow, flew to his palm, stopped. A three-inch-long iron arrow swirled in front of his palm, and in a few breaths, it fell to the ground. And Qingzhu has three sword styles, from top to bottom, the sword is waved in front of the old man's palm. When Red Candle and Lichao heard Qingzhu's shout, it meant to launch a fierce attack, knock over the two old men in front of them, and then go to save Yi Jinglan.

The red candle withdrew his hands into the sleeves, and the two long sleeves danced at once, under the reflection of the skyrocketing fire, the red candles in red clothes, the sleeves were one before and one behind, such as two meteor hammers, more like flying flow, if the bright and dark green lake yarn, hidden two hands, in this red firelight, the 'red face Yinuo' emitted between her sleeves was also invisible, he faced the old man, although he was prepared, followed by the side of the chaos, waving a strip of green light, but he could not tolerate a little slowness, a snake-like blue light, always towards his neck.

Qingzhu saw that the two of them were attacking, as long as he entangled the old man at this time and didn't let him come back to help, it didn't take a few breaths, the old man would be defeated, and at that time, only one of the others would come back to help him, and this bad old man would not be able to support it.

Yi Jinglan caught up with the old man in two steps, and saw the firefighters under the house, carrying water and sweeping, moving things and grass, for a while, they were shouting to the sky and the earth, and they were so busy that they were dizzy, and the two people chasing and beating on this house, they didn't find it. Swinging the pipe in a hurry, the meteor cold rain, a puff of iron needles chased after him, and the old man turned around and flew straight to the flames on the side.