Su Mubai opened his eyes, he looked at the past, but what he saw was not the overwhelming fist outside the sky in front of him, nor the Ximen night tower sitting on a horse in the distance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's very strange, his eyes seem very ethereal, as if he has gone to a far away place, with some remembrance, some warmth, and some reluctance.

Then he slowly raised the arc knife in his hand, and said in a rambling voice: "Brother Yelou, if you had come up with this move more than thirty years ago, I would have lost, because at that time, I had no obstacles, my sword skills were pure, and there were no flaws, but I didn't know how to deal with your complicated punch, but it's a pity that ......"

Su Mubai sighed: "Thirty years later, your Yelou brother has realized that the extreme realm of Gangzhi is a spring breeze and rain, and I, Su Mubai, am no longer the Su Mubai of the past, I am no longer unhindered, I have obstacles in my heart, and there are flaws in the way of the sword, it is this flaw that teaches you that it is impossible for you to win me today." ”

He was like the most thoughtful teacher, detailing the changes in the moves of the two, and pointed out the reason for the defeat of the Ximen Night Tower.

It's been a long time, and it's been a short time.

A third of the snow fell in the air.

It seems to have been several deep winters.

Su Mubai took out the knife, and his knife was extremely gentle, as if he was caressing his lover's cheek.

But in an instant, the undodgable fist that had been in front of everyone before dissipated.

Instead, a man with a gentle smile sat in the sun, stroking the long knife in his hand and drinking tea, and a woman with an unclear face in the distance stood in the distance, as if she was also smiling softly.

What a warm and loving scene.

It makes people not feel a little bit of knife killing intent at all.

Su Junyan couldn't bear it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his throat.

"Are you okay?" Wen Nington on the side glanced at Su Junyan very strangely, with Su Junyan's strength, it shouldn't be so bad.

Moreover, Su Mubai had already cracked the punch that devoured heaven and earth in the Ximen Night Tower with one sword.

The pressure has been reduced by a myriad of pressures.

How could Su Junyan be like this?

"Brother Yelou, you lost. In the field, the arc knife in Su Mubai's hand pointed remotely, which was a distance that could not hurt the Ximen Night Tower at all.

But the strange thing was that everyone present vaguely understood that he had firmly pressed the blade against the throat of Ximen Yelou.

It's like the punch of the West Gate Night Tower before.

"Kara-" There was a sudden crisp sound of glass shattering around him, and he didn't know when, the energy of the West Gate Night Tower had filled the entire core area.

If it weren't for Su Mubai cutting through this long weather curtain with one sword, everyone would still be at a loss.

To be able to condense into a substance-like realm purely by qi, such a strength is really terrifying.

"Hmph, Hahaha, Lao Bai, I've said it all, don't say it so early. Ximen Yelou didn't have the slightest intention of admitting defeat, he lowered his head and laughed deeply, "You didn't use all your strength with this knife, but I also didn't use all my strength." ”

Didn't give it all out.

Such words sounded terrifying to the people on the side.

If the terrible battle just now, one punch and one day, one sword and one world can be regarded as not going all out, then what kind of scene should they look like when they really go all out?

"Come on, then. Su Mubai finally put away his smile, this was a precursor to his murder.

As for the Ximen Night Tower, he no longer plans to keep his hands.

"That's good. Ximen Yelou nodded, put away the posture of sitting on the horse with a heavy waist, suddenly took a step back, and said, "After I lost to you, I have been thinking hard about what is inferior to you, but I have no clue, so I came to this eastern region alone, wanting to sharpen my will, to improve my potential, I went all the way, nothing can stop me, until I ......"

"Here. "This is where the West Gate Night Tower stands, and behind him is the entire eastern core area.

The gates of the ancient temple were open, and the darkness was like a monster that had chosen to devour people, waiting for strangers to enter.

"I saw fear. He said he saw fear.

This man, Ximen Night Tower, can repel the terrifying existence of the mainland's top-level body with one punch.

He actually has times of fear.

"I realized that I was going to have fears, too. Ximen Yelou admitted his fear, he said, "It's not terrible, fear, it's something that people can overcome, I took a step back." ”

He said this and took another step back.

"Lao Bai, this move of mine is specially prepared for you, I went straight into the endless abyss and took three steps back before the final hell to achieve enlightenment. ”

"Its name ......," he took a third step back.

"It's called ......" makes a fist with his right hand.

"Linyuan!"

Linyuan.

Ximen Yelou suddenly retracted his fist.

In an instant, a huge momentum enveloped the bodies and minds of everyone present.

Everyone seemed to be thrown into the deepest abyss in an instant, and there was bottomless darkness in front of them, left and right.

Wherever you go, it's a desperate situation.

Such a momentum, such an artistic conception.

The only thing I can do is to kneel and beg for mercy.

But Su Mubai didn't agree.

He just nodded slightly, and said, "It's a good one to retreat, Brother Yelou, you have grown a lot." ”

After a pause, he said again: "Well, since you are seeking advice from Linyuan, then I will also return to you with the magic skills that I have realized in recent years." ”

After he finished speaking, he flicked the knife, and the extremely thin and brittle blade let out a long groan like a stringed harp.

"This trick is called Scarlet Rain, Brother Yelou, I have been taught. ”

In the long groan, Su Mubai had already raised his knife and walked forward, in this abyss where there was no way in front and back, he actually stepped into the abyss.

A little bit of crimson raindrops fell from the sky.

The scarlet rain, the abyss, actually has a kind of evil beauty.

Su Junyan only felt that the second mouthful of blood was already in his throat and was about to gush out.

And Tiefutu, who had fought with Su Junyan before, also glanced back at Su Junyan with a look of surprise.

Crimson rain.

Crimson rain.

The red rain that keeps coming and going, all the way to the end of the world.

"It's coming!" the Ximen Nighttower suddenly roared, and the fist that had reached the end did not emit all the breath of the abyss.

The aura exuded a scarlet scent, like the eyes of a demon dragon that had been hidden in the abyss for countless eras.

If the punch in front of the Ximen Night Tower is still a fearless fist of spring breeze and rain, then this punch is the fist of the demon god wrapped in endless darkness.

Punches.

The whole world began to tremble.

"Boom-"

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