"Poof..."

Bright red blood pierced the night sky, and the black waning moon passed through the green shield, although the power was there, but it was not much. After the heavy impact on Wu Dizun's body, all the strength was exhausted, and after a moment in the void, it quickly dissipated.

And Wu Dizun, his own strength is strong, he is not weaker than the ghost old man, and he has the block of the green shield before, so under this collision, he did not die. After spurting out a mouthful of blood in the void, he was hit by the black waning moon and flew for dozens of miles, before he stabilized his body in embarrassment and stopped in the void.

"Whew... Ahem. Wu Dizun, who stopped, first exhaled a long breath, and the look in his eyes was still shocked.

Also, even if he is Emperor Wu, he has lived for hundreds of years, but it is not common for him to have such an intimate encounter with the god of death. It's so dangerous.

He looked frightened, and cast a grateful glance at the ghost old man, it was really too dangerous just now.

"It's a shame. And this scene fell in Zi Wuji's eyes, it was a pity in his heart, he glanced at Wu Dizun from a distance, stood in the void and shook his finger with his finger, and the rapidly falling purple long sword flew out of the sky in a whirlwind, turned into a purple light, and fell back into his hand.

Laugh at...

Suddenly, a spear flower bloomed in the sky, and I saw that Zi Wuji had just held the purple sword in his hand, and he made a sideways dodge movement, but it was Liu Ming and Shiraishi who had already come back to their senses. Among them, Liu Ming quietly came to his back after Zi Wuji finished his moves, and stabbed him with a shot, and came with a sneak attack.

And feeling the killing intent behind him, Zi Wuji, who had been in a hundred battles, immediately judged that there was a sneak attack behind him. A thought flashed, and it was a sideways dodge, and a sword was slashed.

"Zheng..."

The purple sword came out of the sheath, a touch of purple light lit up from between heaven and earth, the three-foot-three purple sword danced in the wind, and the eightfold sword intent was used in Zi Wuji's hand like a spring breeze and rain, and a calm elegance arose spontaneously, which collided with Liu Ming's spear.

"Boom..."

Liu Ming held a gun in one hand, and stabbed it out, just like a green dragon going out to sea, the cyan spiritual power was extremely strong, carrying this sky-high momentum, it was with the purple sword, and it made a terrifying roar.

Rumble......

This sound is comparable to the thunder that shook the sky, and it was extremely loud. The battle between the two of them, there is no gorgeous big move, it is the most basic move, but it contains the power of the Martial Emperor, each basic move has the power to shake the mountain, and the two moves collide, that is, the terrifying sound of explosion overshadows the sound of the utensils, and it suddenly comes out.

Airplanes......

Oh......

However, although the sound of the artifact is drowned out by the sound of the explosion, the sound of the artifact can still be heard when you listen closely.

With a buzz, the sword is like a gentleman, elegant and clear. With a snort, the gun has dragon momentum, fierce and domineering.

This is a duel between masters, and after a roar, the two quickly separated, and then joined together, that is, they fought together.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Between heaven and earth, there was a constant roaring sound, and I saw Zi Wuji and Liu Ming constantly attacking, constantly separating and colliding together.

They are all masters, they shoot very fast, each blow contains thousands of changes, and every collision is no less than a thousand encounters, in just two breaths, the two collided hundreds of moves.

I have to say that Liu Ming is indeed powerful. Although he was carelessly cut off by Ying Long, his strength still exists, especially the marksmanship in his hand is vivid, and his gun intent is not weak, and he has even reached the Seven Great Consummations, and he is only one step away from the eightfold sword intent of Zi Wuji.

However, although Liu Ming's gun intent was a little worse than Zi Wuji's sword intent, after all, he was a character who had lived for hundreds of years, his gun momentum was more rounded, and his cultivation was deeper than that of Zi Wuji, so after the hundred basic moves, he still didn't know whether he won or lost.

Don't forget that there are three Martial Emperors here in addition to Liu Ming, and this is not a one-on-one basic move match.

Although Liu Ming and Zi Wuji at this moment had a feeling of joy in each other's hearts after fighting, and even had a feeling of wanting to keep comparing like this.

Because, in the fight, both of them have gained. Zi Wuji clearly felt that he was in control of his moves, and he was constantly improving, while Liu Ming faintly touched the threshold of the eightfold meaning.

So after the two of them fought each other, they didn't give their all, and they seemed to have regarded this fight as a competition, and they were both looking for what they needed from each other.

However, it is obviously impossible to let them keep competing, Shiraishi made a move, and when the two faced off, Zi Wouji's purple robe suddenly broke a corner and flew out, and the flat crack seemed to have been cut by a sharp weapon.

"What's going on?" Seeing the purple robe disconnected for no reason, Zi Wuji frowned, knowing that someone was meddling.

At that moment, his eightfold sword intent erupted unreservedly, no longer fighting with Liu Ming, the eightfold sword intent was far higher than all sword intent, and he burst out with all his strength to bounce Liu Ming's spear momentum away, and he flashed sideways.

In a flash, a strand of long purple hair flew out and was cut off in the air.

"It's this white light!" Looking at the broken strands of hair, Zi Wuji immediately had a guess in his heart.

He retreated to the side, and the spiritual power on his body surged and erupted, emitting a purple light, expelling the white light around him, forming a purple light curtain within a radius of 100 zhang, and instantly saw several white blades appear in the purple light curtain, just like the same color as the day in the purple light, hidden in the daylight It was not visible at all, and it could not even feel the fluctuations.

"He is worthy of being the most outstanding genius of the Zixiao Sect for thousands of years, and he is really powerful. A hundred miles away, the injuries on Wu Dizun's body had been temporarily suppressed in just a few recuperation periods, and a cyan flag appeared in his hand, walked slowly, and said.

"However, next four of us will shoot at the same time, do you think you will still have a chance?" he said slowly, glancing at the ghost old man, as if there was something good to be discussed between the two, only to hear him continue: "I know you have to leave, and we can't keep you." Let's do it, the four of us work together to make a move, and if you can take it, then the dragon skin will be yours, what do you think? What do you think?"

The last question was said to Liu Ming and Baishi and the other three.

"I'm okay with that. ”

"I don't have a problem with that. ”

"Good. ”

With a slight groan, Liu Ming and Baishi also knew the seriousness of the matter, but they were not willing to divide the meat into their mouths, but after thinking about it for a while, they both felt that the matter had come to this point, and it could only be like this.

After all, Ying Long's matter is big, and they can't keep Zi Wuji, if one of them is not good, maybe tomorrow it will be a group of old monsters looking for them in the continent.

And the ghost old man was expressionless, it seemed that he had discussed it with Wu Dizun, and after listening to Wu Dizun's words, he just nodded slightly and said yes.

That's it, the four of them unanimously passed, and they set their eyes on Zi Wuji, and they all wanted to know if this Zixiao Sect's first talent in a thousand years had the courage to resist the four great martial emperors to join forces.

"Are you going to solve me with one move?" and in the eyes of everyone, Zi Wuji slowly raised his head and asked.

"That's true. Wu Dizun looked at Zi Wuji, listened to his question, and replied. I thought he was going to refuse, but I heard Zi Wuji's voice in my ears.

Just listened, he said lightly: "If I really have the ability, what if I am like your heart." ”

Hearing this, Wu Dizun took a deep look at him, and he suddenly felt that if this Zi Wuji was immortal, he would definitely be able to become a saint in the future, and even have the possibility of becoming a god.

He didn't know why, why he felt that way. However, when he looked at Zi Wuji, he understood why he felt this way, the fanaticism in the depths of his eyes was battle intent, not life and death, nor dragon skin.

After seeing this, he immediately sighed, such a person cannot be offended, he said: "After one move, all grievances are gone." ”

"Okay, after one move, all the grievances will be gone. "Zi Wuji Dao. He actually has no grievances with him, if he wants to say something, he just made Wu Di respect the injury, so he accepted it in one bite.

"I'm going to make a move. Wu Dizun nodded and reminded him.

After speaking, Wu Dizun picked up the cyan flag and waved it in the sky, and in an instant, countless powerful ghosts and ghosts and fires, Shura Corpse Mountain, like a piece of hell, presented a vision between heaven and earth, and the scene was very terrifying.

At the same time, without any hesitation, the ghost old man took out a severed left hand from the space ring, and the moment the left hand appeared, a monstrous demonic aura filled the radius of a hundred miles, as if a great demon was born, and the scene was terrifying.

However, no one noticed that when that hand appeared, a figure walking slowly on the ground suddenly paused, raised a pair of cold magic pupils, and glanced at the left hand as if it had some feeling.

"Whew......"

A frightened dragon groan sounded, because the figure that paused was Xie Yu, and the place where he paused was in the distance

Not far from Yinglong.

And it, Ying Long, is also the only one who sees Xie Yu's way of appearance, so he feels frightened, even incredible. It swears that it has lived for thousands of years and has never encountered anything so weird.

When it saw Xie Yu leaving, there were countless paths behind him.

It was the mountains, rivers and meadows, it was the great river plain, a boy, carrying a girl on his back, slowly stepping forward, and every step of the boy, there were countless scenes passing by.

Such a scene is too weird, too terrifying, what kind of power is that? What kind of power can shine into such an effect? Martial Saint? It has seen it, but it can't. Martial God, he has also seen it, even the most powerful Martial God has seen a lot of it at the age of thousands of years, and they can't either.

This scene is too weird, at first glance, he seems to be at the end of the world began to step, the second glance at the past he has reached the prosperous Ducheng, as if calmly one step, just walked through a period of time of streamer, when you look at the third sight, he stopped, people appear, has been in front of you.

"Whew..."

That cry of fear startled Xie Yu back from the doubt in his eyes, and made the pair of demon pupils that had just appeared emotional return to coldness and fell into deep darkness.