Zirong, why did he come, didn't he let him stay to recuperate? Seeing Zirong's familiar face clearly, Mu Hanyan and the others were slightly stunned.

"Childe, I'm here. Looking at the surprised look on Mu Hanyan's faces, Zirong smiled slightly, revealing his white teeth.

The two black-clothed swordsmen, one left and one right, slashed at Zirong at the same time.

"Be careful!" Seeing the near-perfect sword skills of the man in black, Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue couldn't help but shout.

If it weren't for the powerful Six Senses, if it wasn't for the Hanxiao Sword Advancement Artifact, in the face of the Ghost Clan's sword skills that far exceeded the real realm, even Mu Hanyan would be restrained to deal with it, and her strength was far inferior to her, how could she be able to resist it.

But soon, they knew they were wrong.

Facing the tacit and exquisite sword cooperation of the two black-clothed swordsmen, Zi Rong's face did not show the slightest panic, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, and at the same time, his body shook slightly.

It was this light body that seemed to have no skill at all, and his posture narrowly avoided the vital point, although the sword blade still left two blood marks on his body, but it was only a flesh injury, which did not affect his combat effectiveness at all, and would not leave any aftermath.

And the sword of the posture flashed like lightning, piercing the hearts of the two of them respectively, bringing out a bright red blood mist.

Mu Hanyan and the others were so surprised that they couldn't believe their eyes, how could it be, when did the strength of the posture become so terrifying?

Not only them, but even Ye Qifeng, Yun Bo, and those black-robed old men who were fighting fiercely glanced at them from the corner of their eyes in the fierce battle, and their faces showed shock.

They can all see that Zi Rongxiu is only a great swordsman, and although the two black-clothed swordsmen who died under his sword just now are only the ninth order of swordsmen, he is slightly inferior, but with his exquisite swordsmanship, the real combat power of the two is no longer under the swordsman, and with the tacit cooperation, it is not something that ordinary swordsmen can imitate.

However, with the strength of a mere great swordsman, Zirong actually killed the two of them so easily, and in contrast, the slight injury he suffered was simply insignificant.

"Could it be that Zi Rong also used some magic to temporarily improve his cultivation?" Mu Hanyan glanced at Zi Rong and quickly denied his guess.

The momentum of the posture is overwhelming, and there is no change at all, and he is still a great swordsman.

The others also saw this, and their faces showed doubt.

The posture was still smiling shallowly, although there was blood all over his body, but his lazy appearance gave people a sense of leisurely strolling, as if these black-clothed swordsmen standing in front of him were just a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

"Kill him!" After a brief moment of shock, three more black-clothed swordsmen fluttered towards the posture.

The three long swords were murderous, one sword slashed, one sword slashed, and one sword stabbed straight into the sea of Qi, and the three swords with a faint blue color also completely sealed him.

Zirong still had a habitual smile, his body twisted strangely, and a sword slashed towards the front door, slashing diagonally across his chest, but leaving only a shallow blood mark, a sword that slashed into the lower abdomen, lightly slashed from his waist, and only brought out a line of blood, and the sword that stabbed at the vital point of the sea of qi was a few inches off, piercing his ribs, but it only pierced the flesh and did not hurt the internal organs.

Obviously, none of these three swords brought him fatal injuries.

And when the three long swords slashed across the body respectively, Zirong also struck.

Three blood rays flashed almost simultaneously, and the three black-clothed swordsmen each covered their hearts, blood gurgling out from between their fingers. looked at the posture with a little unwillingness, and at the same time fell to the ground in anger.

The tragic battlefield that was originally full of murderous sounds fell into a brief silence.

Everyone can see that the strength of Zi Rong has indeed not improved in any way, and even the deadly sword technique of the sword just now is far from exquisite, and the speed is not very good, and even the sword speed of the three opponents is much slower.

But such a plain and indifferent three swords pierced the vital point of the three of them at all.

Everyone also noticed that when Zi Rong stabbed out the three swords, one eye suddenly turned pure white, while the other eye turned pure black, as if the black and white of the two eyes were reversed.

The originally handsome face, one eye pure white, one eye pure black, what a strange scene.

"Demon pupils!" Mu Hanyan suddenly remembered that the reason why his appearance in his previous life was called a demon sword was that in addition to his scheming and strange and unpredictable swordsmanship, there was another reason, which was the demon pupil.

Legend has it that before his demon eyes, any subtle sword skills would be useless. No matter how perfect the swordsmanship and martial arts were, he only needed to look at them, and he could easily find the fatal flaw, and then kill them with one blow.

When she heard this legend in her previous life, Mu Hanyan still snorted at it, she had heard a lot of false rumors, and she didn't think that there was any demon pupil in the world at all. In her mind, the reason why Zirong was able to see through the enemy's swordsmanship and martial arts was nothing more than the six senses and keen eyesight, and the myth of the demon pupil was spread by a person who did good things.

But now, she believes that Zirong does have a pair of demon pupils that can see through thousands of swordsmanship!

The swordsmanship of the ghost family is so exquisite, and the cooperation is so tacit, even herself, if she does not rely on the powerful six senses, it is difficult to find its flaws, but it can be regarded as found, if there is no Hanxiao Sword in hand, it is difficult to kill a sword.

But Zi Rong did it easily, Mu Hanyan even felt that in fact, the only reason why Zi Rong had the name of the demon sword was because of these demon pupils.

If you want to say that the swordsmanship is fierce and ruthless, the posture is actually not as good as Hua Yue, and when it comes to being unpredictable, you can't match Jiang Yuzhe, the only characteristic is that it is despicable and shameless enough, or cheap enough.

The reason why he can anticipate the enemy's opportunity every time, and kill with a seemingly ordinary swordsmanship, making it difficult to distinguish between fiction and reality, is actually because of these demon pupils.

"Kill him, do it together, kill him. When Mu Hanyan secretly sighed, an old man in a black robe shouted with a little panic.

Originally, they had made up their minds that as long as they entangled Ye Qifeng, they would be able to delay it until the moment when the head of the family's evil law Dacheng woke up, but when the variable of appearance appeared, they knew that things were not as simple as they expected.

Although Zirong's strength is not as good as Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue and others, those pair of demon pupils are the nemesis of those black-clothed swordsmen. In front of him, the subtle sword skills that the Ghost Clan had improved with secret methods could not exert any power at all.