Li Wuxie's happy smile appeared on his face just now, and he froze suddenly, he clearly saw a thin and narrow sword, which stabbed into his chest with a trembling swoop, leaving only a sword hilt, no need to guess, it had been completely stabbed to the heart;

No one can stop Ziyan's will to kill, from the moment she stepped into this Blood Spirit Villa, it was destined that no one would be alive here, this was Lu Suifeng's order to kill. The moment a sword stabbed out, three purple shadow remnants were conjured at the same time, respectively facing the three white-robed men with blades who rushed to kill first.

The gunman's eyes were dark red, full of evil aura, but cold and iron-blooded, and his body was filled with an eerie domineering aura.

The afterimage of Zi Yan's illusion is almost the same as her real body, and her body moves slightly and swept up into the sky as quickly as the wind, and on the way, her body was drawn up in the air, and a sword slashed out of the air, instantly opening the opponent's meteor-like shot.

The white-robed body holding the gun flipped back in a volley, and then a "Feiyan anti-nest" flew back upside down, and the blood-colored soul gun in his hand trembled in the void, and the red light of the gun was vertical and horizontal, as if in the water under the night, rippling with the reflection of the blood moon, and the red light was everywhere.

There was a sudden surge of flames in the evil eyes, and with a deep cry in his mouth, a blood-colored gun shadow instantly swirled and flew away, and a violent blood-colored torrent vortex seemed to appear in front of him, and the air around him seemed to be pulled into it at once. As the blood-colored spear danced faster and faster, the remnant image of Ziyan a few meters away was unexpectedly pulled by a powerful whirlwind, and some of them couldn't help but crash towards the tip of the blood-colored spear. But I saw a flash of blood-colored gun marks in the air, as if the light of the cold moon instantly penetrated through the body.

The gunman's eyes overflowed with a cruel and smug smile, and the spear in his hand immediately swirled rapidly, as if to shatter the opponent's body. Iron-blooded and ruthless, he never knew what mercy was, and only by letting the other party fall completely could he continue to stand and live, and the way of survival in this world was like this.

As everyone knows, there is no sense of hindrance under the sharp rotation of the gun, as if stirring a cloud of empty air, the other party's figure is broken apart, but there is no blood splashing on the surface.

A bad feeling floated in the gunman's heart, and he secretly exclaimed, quickly drew his gun and retreated, and wanted to float back, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold star flying from the side towards his temple, and suddenly he couldn't dodge it, and without thinking, he swept out the tail of the gun diagonally, intending to swing away and fly to a cold star.

The afterimage scattered and gathered like the wind, and a sword rushed out in an instant like lightning, as if it was expected that the other party would return to the gun to block, and the sword suddenly sank in the middle of the sword, turning the thorn into a ......

When the gun bearer was shocked, before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in the wrist pulse holding the gun, and some of them could not hold the gun body, so they quickly flew back with the gun in a hurry, spilling a line of blood along the way.

Regardless of the splash of blood, a little cold star in front of him is never leaving, like a shadow chasing after him, a slight pause, it is bound to come out of his brain in an instant.

The remnant image was as real as the main body, and the long sword in his hand trembled, and the blade of the sword burst out with several rays of essence. The gun-wielder suddenly felt a cool breeze passing through his chest, and it was cold, and when he glanced at it, the white robe on his chest was torn apart, and seven or eight criss-crossing sword marks were all flesh and blood, which was shocking. If the sword blade advances a few more points, I am afraid that even my heart will jump out.

In a fit of rage, he didn't care about the flow of blood, and with a flip of his wrist, the blood-colored spear blade quickly picked up, carrying a spiral, and almost in the blink of an eye, a blood-colored brilliance in the shape of a waning moon pierced through the body of the remnant again.

I thought that the secret technique of "Blood Moon Shocking" was bound to be difficult for the other party to easily resolve, but I forgot that the other party was just an afterimage, the broken body was scattered and gathered, the wrist flickered, the sword trembled slightly, and a little cold star burst into flames, as fast as a flowing light, the air seemed to be still, and only a little cold light bloomed in front of me......

At the same time, another afterimage conjured up by Ziyan had also faced a white-robed man with a knife, and the crimson sword in his hand shot out into the sky, and the blazing sword qi tore through the space domineeringly, slashing through the air.

The Red Flame Flame Knife was filled with a fierce sword intent murderous aura, and on the way, it seemed to ignite the air flow of the void, but it was blocked by a blue-purple half-moon-shaped sword light, and it collided sonorously, and the flame red light flew up obliquely, like a flowing fire out of control.

The red light from the body of the white-robed man holding the knife became more and more vigorous, and then he stepped out without pause, stretched out his shoulders and arms, and the flaming long knife in his hand swirled and slashed, instantly bursting out hundreds of flame swords, as fast as lightning and thunder, each sword was blazing like fire, and the sparks flew and shot out, and the body was burned quickly, as if he really wanted to burn the other party into dry bones, and his intentions were really vicious.

Although the white-robed man with the sword was vicious and evil, he also had a lot of knowledge, and in horror, he quickly understood that what the other party was exerting was the artistic conception of the wind, and he could also integrate into the sword momentum as he wanted. He comprehended the artistic conception of fire, and naturally knew the principle of fire borrowing the wind. The other party's sword was like the wind, and the sword qi did not hurt his skin. The long knife in his hand no longer hesitated, and with one turn and one spin, a beam of crimson swords was as hot as fire, and the cyan sword qi that shot at it in an instant swept away.

It can be said that the fire borrows the wind momentum, the wind helps the fire, and the sword flame is even stronger, what kind of domineering move is this? It can actually turn the opponent's fierce offensive into its own, and a blazing flame knife reverses and flows backwards.

The long sword in the hand of the purple shadow trembled and trembled, and a snow-like cloud seemed to emerge from nothingness, cutting through the air and quickly cutting into the fiery sword. Suddenly, there was a spectacular scene of flames burning clouds and snow clouds wrapped in fire.

Boom!

The sonorous sound of swords striking was constantly heard between the rolling and rolling clouds, and flames and purple stars flew in the sky. The clouds gradually swallowed up the blazing flames, and the entire hall became red and translucent, as if it were filled with blood clouds.

In a moment, the flames of the blazing sword gradually faded, and then suddenly cracked, leaving only a blood-colored cloud that was still rapidly spinning and flashing forward.

The clouds of fire were like blood, and the air around them seemed to ignite everywhere they passed, making it unbearably hot. The fire cloud swirls and flies directly at the initiator, which is clearly the way of others, and gives back to the other!

The white-robed man with the knife had a bitter look on his face at the moment, extremely depressed, and he thought that his brilliant counterattack would definitely hit the opponent by surprise, but he didn't expect to be repaid by the other party in the same way.

The fire cloud is like a blade, the murderous aura is surging, and if you touch it at the slightest touch, you will either die or be injured. No matter how the white-robed man with the knife dodges, Zheng Zheng's murderous aura follows him like a shadow, chasing after him, making people's hair stand on end and his heart is terrifying. Immediately there was no way to dodge, the white-robed man with the knife simply stopped dodging, took a deep breath, and the long knife suddenly slashed out diagonally in the air, and the flame knife light flew and slashed the fire cloud, with a bang, giving people a spectacular scene of volcanic cracking.

Bang!

The blood-colored fire cloud was slashed apart by the furious sword, and two colors appeared in the air, one like snow crystal and the other like blood and fire. Compete with each other, entangle and collide, and do not give in to each other.

The white-robed man with the knife reversed the predicament with one sword, and then slashed back with the knife, and struck a hundred knives in a row along the trajectory of the previous slash, blazing into the sky, pushing the momentum of the volcanic collapse to the peak. Like a snowy cloud, it finally fell apart and exploded under the continuous slashing.

The white-robed man with the knife performed his mastery, and did not realize that he was fighting with a remnant image, everything was too real to be real, but he felt that the other party suddenly became a little blurred and floating in his breath, and the whole body seemed to be swaying in the wind in the void, appearing and disappearing, dazzling and difficult to distinguish between reality and fiction, suspected to be an illusion. The next moment, it suddenly disappeared from sight completely.

In the next second, a purple figure suddenly appeared strangely in front of him, and when the white-robed man with the sword was shocked, he saw a cyan blazing arc of light flash in the void.

This sword came too quickly, too suddenly, without any warning, how could a person ten meters away suddenly kill in front of him? The white-robed man with the knife didn't have time to think about it, and subconsciously swung his knife to slash at the flying sword light, unexpectedly, the cyan sword light paused slightly, and the sword body trembled, turning into seven dazzling cyan sword shadows at dusk, each cyan sword shadow was real, murderous, and endless.

Suddenly, the knife swung out by the white-robed man with the sword, but for a moment he didn't know how to block the sharp sword shadow in it? Could it be that he had to turn into seven swords with one sword like the other party, and he asked himself that he couldn't do it at the moment, let alone make a knife in a hurry.

This sword came quickly, floating strangely, and a sword turned into seven stars, pointing directly at the fatal parts of the opponent's body. I can't stop it, and in a panic, I made an incredible move, unblocked, not dodging, because all this seems meaningless, and I still can't avoid the misfortune of a sword.

The white-robed man with the knife was covered in red light, his momentum was surging, and his whole body emitted a blazing flame streamer. The temperature of the surrounding space seems to be rising dramatically. The high temperature of the flames was steaming, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of burning, and even the blood-robed masked man who was twenty meters away felt that the water on his body was rapidly evaporating, making people feel a dry mouth.

In the next moment, one white and one purple, the two figures started almost at the same time, like two flying meteors rushing towards each other, as if two fast-moving objects were approaching at extreme speed, and the powerful running aura squeezed the air in the middle, constantly bursting into a roar of explosion, making the surrounding space can't help but twist.

The white-robed man with the knife in the fast running, on the way, the long knife in his hand glowed with red brilliance, exuding a blazing aura, and the bloody knife was full of flames;