Flowers bloom, flowers fall, full moon, moon shortage, joys and sorrows, clutch.

Traveling all the way from the corner of the south of the Yangtze River, why not think how many times he has wandered on the edge of life and death; his sword is as fast as thunder but rarely changes, as Ah Jue said, a swordsman only needs a sword to kill, and one blow will kill, and the rest of the tricks are redundant.

But if a swordsman like him can't kill with one blow, he will only die under the sword of others, and the opponents he has faced are all strong men, Tian Kui, Yu Wenchuan, Feng Youyou, Wen Ziliang...... , He has faced so many masters, and some of them have a cultivation foundation that is far stronger than him, but he survived every time.

When he was cultivating under the ice tree on the bank of the Sword Washing Ice River, he also thought about this question, why did he survive every time he faced life and death so many times?

The answer he got was because he didn't flinch every time he faced the danger of life and death, because he put life and death out of the way so he could survive.

Death and life are like light and darkness, there is life before death, and there is life when there is death, and then he realized an extremely special swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that transforms all his essence and spirit, but puts his body outside.

This kind of swordsmanship is infinitely close to the legendary sword of divine consciousness that originated in the first place.

"A thought of flowers blooming, a thought of leaves falling, the mind turns into shadows, and a sword of life and death",

The shadow that opened his eyes suddenly appeared, like the shadow of the sky that had broken at first, and the powerful sword intent split through the waves of blood; Cao Yunjiao instinctively wanted to pull out the Blood Bone Knife to block this sword, but He Busi's sword of life and death was extremely fast in the world, and there was no move to break it at all.

"Poof",

Before the blade could rise, the shadow had already passed through his body.

"Whoosh",

The shadow flashed out from his juniors after passing through his majestic body, and stood coldly in the desert with his sword in hand.

Cao Yunjiao had blood flowing out of his mouth, he felt pain in his heart, and when he was about to look down, the sword qi in his body suddenly detonated, and a blood arrow squirted out with a "poof", and then there was a sound of "poof", and one after another sword qi came out of his body, bringing up waves of blood, pieces of flesh and blood, and his body was full of holes in an instant.

The blood wave fell from the sky, Cao Yunjiao knelt down with a "hmm" holding his heart, and the blood continued to flow down his fingers.

The dim shadow behind him glanced at it, and gradually turned into nothingness and returned to He Busi's body.

When he opened his eyes again, his chest continued to rise and fall, and beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, wanting to move forward, but his knees were weak, and he almost knelt on the ground, and he could only keep gasping for breath on the ground with his sword.

Luo Qiyue looked at Cao Yunjiao who was kneeling on the ground fixedly, and after a long time, her eyes shifted to He Busi.

His back looked a little thin and thin, but that kind of fierce momentum was engraved in her heart like a blade, and for some reason, she suddenly had some special emotions for this person at this time, and that kind of emotion had never been felt even when facing that monk.

Her eyes became complex and gentle, and she said softly: "Cao Yunjiao is dead, thank you He Daxia for ......",

"Go",

Before she finished her words of thanks, why not think about it and suddenly snorted coldly, and before she came back to her senses, she heard a bang, and Cao Yunjiao, who had already knelt on the ground, suddenly slapped his palm on the handle of the blood bone knife, and the broadsword "bang" turned into a blood-colored rainbow across the knife.

This knife was caught off guard, Luo Qiyue didn't react at all, and when she came back to her senses, the blood-colored long knife had already arrived in front of her eyes.

"When",

The sword shook violently.

Between life and death, why not think about forcibly stabbing out a sword, the tip of the sword was just on the hilt of the Blood Bone Knife, and his last bit of strength made the Blood Bone Knife deviate from the trajectory, grazing Luo Qiyue's cheek and flying high.

He was followed by the sword in his hand.

"He Daxia ......",

The moment the sword in his hand came out of his hand, his body also fell, and for some reason, Luo Qiyue's heart suddenly trembled, and she completely forgot the pain on her face.

"Hahaha, hahahaha......",

The sound of crazy laughter came, and Cao Yunjiao, who was scattered from his cloak, slowly stood up, his body full of holes stood up in the yellow sand, and the blood was still flowing, but he seemed to have no pain at all; his aura was not as good as before, but his madness was even more than before.

"A sword of life and death, a sword of life and death, this is the strongest swordsmanship I have ever seen, but, it can't kill me",

Raising his head, the scarlet color in his eyes added a bit of tyranny, and the red light shot out like a sword, and he sneered: "Now, do you still have the power to return to heaven?"

In his opinion, why not think that he has exhausted his strength and his sword has come out of his hand, how can a person who has lost his spirit and spirit and has no sword be called a swordsman? How can he have the power to return to heaven.

But...... ，

"Yes",

He Busi swallowed a mouthful of blood and struggled to stand up, the indifference and perseverance in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest, and he did not give in at this time.

"Yes, I still have Wu Gong",

Gritting his teeth, the five fingers of his left hand were hooked, and the wind howled in his hand, and the aura in his body poured out, turning into a huge whirlpool with a "whirl", and the powerful suction pulled everything around.

However, he knocked Luo Qiyue out with a backhand before the whirlpool formed.

This palm knocked Luo Qiyue straight out of the way more than ten zhang away, and when she fell to the ground with a muffled snort, she was completely out of the range of the suction.

Cao Yunjiao's Wu Swallowing Gong also unleashed, and the huge blood-colored vortex opened like a demon's mouth, and his blood-colored vortex was nearly twice as large as He Busi's.

The seventh and ninth layers, the difference between the two is very different, there is no suspense in this duel, why not think about death.

Luo Qiyue still has a chance to escape, she has always been very sorry for her life, she has also encountered danger before, no matter what kind of danger as long as the person who died is not her, she will be very happy; she only cherishes her own life, and does not cherish others. But this time, for some reason, she felt a trace of heartache, and there was a look of worry and fear in her eyes.

"Sum up all your powers",

Cao Yunjiao laughed wildly, hooked his five fingers, and sucked back suddenly, why not think that the whirlpool outside his body suddenly showed signs of collapse, and all the power converged towards Cao Yunjiao.

Why don't you think about it, the only remaining left hand flipped slightly in the air and gathered all the power in the left hand, and the roaring vortex shrank a few points, but the power still couldn't stop flowing towards Cao Yunjiao.

"I'll give you them all",

There was no resistance, no struggle, why not think of flying up on tiptoe, sweeping across like light and shadow, and the body was a little faster than the flowing power.

He seduced all the power gathered by the kinetic energy with his five fingers, and pressed hard with his left hand to pour all the magnificent air currents into Cao Yunjiao's body.