"Come on, see if I have anything to say!"

Facing the cautious dragon Gui Win, Bai Jiuzhen lunged again, holding the hilt of the knife with both hands and raising it diagonally, and the momentum of splitting the mountain and slashing the mountain suddenly overflowed!

"The blue sky is clear, and the clouds are moving in all directions, which is the first style of "Zhulong Nine Swords" - the sword of Hao!"

I saw that Long Gui won the full body of the gang, the long sword was erected and suddenly condensed, the sword finger of his left hand slashed across the blade of the sword, a touch of essence and blood stained, the purple sword gang was dazzling, and in an instant, he took away the sunny demeanor!

"Open a big move, hey, it's just in time! Respond to your "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife" White Tiger Jumping Stream!"

Almost at the same time, Bai Jiuzhen stimulated a body of essence and blood, and the ghost head knife was condensed like a fierce beast, and he had the domineering aura of swallowing mountains and rivers!

"Kill!"

"Slash!"

The shouts fell, and the swords came out together, and within a hundred feet of the two of them, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, and everything trembled.

The sword, like the wrath of the sea, is about to destroy the sky, and the sword, like the fire of heaven and earth, sweeps through the eight wildernesses and four wildernesses!

The sword is as sharp as a match, and the sword is as powerful as a refining!

Bang, bang!

Bang!

The two-phase hard defense was like ten thousand thunders exploding, the tragic roar shook the square circle, and countless sand and dust shook and flew up, like an infinite hidden weapon bursting into hundreds of zhang of space, destroying countless ancient trees and vegetation!

"Good sword!"

"Good knives!"

The two angry praises were greeted by two figures suddenly separated, each holding a sword and facing each other, despite being in a hostile position, but still couldn't help but feel sorry for each other!

The first move, the sword is inferior!

"The blue sky is horizontal, and the killing is extremely vast, it is the second form of "Zhulong Nine Swords" - the Sword of Frost!"

As soon as this sword came out of the infinite gorgeousness, the frost raged, outlining the implicit and restrained endless killing machine, the slightest sound of the button, like a gentle drizzle killing people invisible!

"Good!"

The opponent's sword move can't escape the subtle perception of Bai Jiuzhen's eyes, but the difficulty of this move is almost only seen in his life, and the frost that the wisp of sword intent turns into has the ultimate tendency to evolve towards an enchantment or even to a world, which already has a trace of one ten-millionth of a sword!

Long Guiying's kendo qualification is absolutely the best in ten thousand, if you let that Dugu seek defeat and meet, you must forcibly accept him as a disciple!

"It's a pity, but I still have to fold the good wood... What can I do?"

A thought flashed in his heart, and Bai Jiuzhen raised his qi and blood again, and the ghost head knife was reversed.

"The heroes of "Five Tigers Broken Door Knife" dominate the mountains!"

The knife is out, and it will be the overwhelming spirit of the top, the brave will to dare to change the sun and the moon into the world, such as the proud posture of looking down on the world, and the unfathomable bottom can not see the peak.

"Kill!"

The two shouted in unison, and the sword and knife crashed like a stormy wave!

Bell Bell ......

The sound is in the ears, one after another, endlessly.

Sword - the one who is shocked, is bound to destroy the cliff, and will not give up until the goal is reached;

The swords roared in unison, converging into a swan song in the world!

The two figures staggered again.

The second move still seems to be equal on the surface, but if you look closely, you can see that the corners of Bai Jiuzhen's mouth are overflowing with a trace of vermilion.

Facts have proved that with his current pseudo-sixth-level peak, he has not had time to recover the combat power of his Gang Qi cultivation, and he is indeed more than one step weaker when he chooses to go head-to-head with the mid-level seventh-level great warrior.

If it weren't for the subtlety of his mind, he could sense the fall of Long Guiying's sword move in advance, so as to dodge it early, Bai Jiuzhen would definitely be seriously injured!

"Good sword!

Bai Jiuzhen turned around and greeted Long Guiying, who had regained momentum again, and his eyes showed a trace of appreciation for the first time, hum, the ghost head knife shook high-pitched and excited, venting its master's agitated mood and burning battle intent!

"It's a pity it didn't kill you!"

Long Gui didn't know what to do, and he thought that he had the upper hand, and he began to return to his old state between his eyebrows, looking like his eyes were too topped!

"Hahaha..."

Bai Jiuzhen saw this burst of wild laughter, but a thick disappointment flashed in his heart, and after a pause in laughter, he let out a long breath of turbidity, and said a little silently: "Although the qualifications are extraordinary, but the heart is really a few levels worse, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, the knowledge is unknown, and the eyes are above the top, I really don't know what to do!"

"Hmph, what an old-fashioned tone, I really don't know who doesn't know what to say?... Bai Yu, I think you can fight with me with all your strength and not die, a cultivation is not easy to come by, if you offer the jade ring with both hands and serve me as the Lord from now on, I will spare your life!!"

In the world of Long Guiying's short nineteen years, it is indeed impossible to think about it carefully, otherwise he will definitely regret this words, just because of this threat, he will forcibly annihilate the trace of pity that Bai Jiu's heart has risen, and also bury a wisp of his own vitality!

"Oh, so I'm hypocritical! Even so, it's-"

Speaking of this, seeing Bai Jiuzhen's eyes condensed, his words as cold as ice spit out word by word: "Please burst out of your most brilliant brilliance, I am the Six Absolute Sword God, and I will send you back to the West with one sword!"

"Hmm, what are you talking about? Send me back to the West with a knife? Hahaha, a joke, a big joke!" Long Guiying looked at Bai Jiuzhen with an idiot look, looking up and down at Bai Jiuzhen, and laughed at his mouth to the best of his ability!

Hearing this, Bai Jiuzhen didn't feel the slightest annoyance, his lips cracked and showed a hint of indifferent smile, his eyes looked at Long Guiying like a dead man, he threw away the ghost head knife with his hand, and his mind moved in the jade ring, took out the sharp short dagger obtained from Lu Yu, closed his eyes calmly, and according to the exercise method of "Thirteen Swords of Heavenly Burial" in his memory, he turned the qi in his body, slowly lifted his heart and a mouthful of blood, gathered his mind and thoughts, and poured it into the short dagger.

And at this time, Long Guiying also gathered momentum to reach its peak, and the long sword suddenly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and poured it on the sword, and the sword suddenly had a cold light, soaring three feet of purple light!

"Across the world, the sky is the only one, the sixth style of "Zhulong Nine Swords" - Alluring City Slash!"

As soon as this sword came out, within a hundred zhang of the two of them, the heavens and the earth were inexplicably darkened in an instant, and the only light source was the purple light on the sword!

With a long groan, the sword slashed through the chaos of the night like a meteor, locked directly at Bai Jiuzhen's eyebrows, and shot like thunder.

Looking at Bai Jiuzhen again, his face did not change, his figure retreated suddenly, and at the same time, the phantom of his right hand was raised, and the short dagger was held between his index and middle fingers, which seemed to be eternal for a moment, only to hear a squeak The short dagger disappeared extremely abruptly, completely submerged into the night, and there was no trace.

In the next hundredth of a moment, at the moment when the doubts of Long Guiying had not had time to rise, there was a soft sound, and suddenly the heaven and earth in a radius returned to its original color!

And the knives, swords, and people who killed each other fell silent all of a sudden!

The only sound on the spot was the sound of dripping blood, like a fountain of resentment under the ice!

It wasn't until seven or eight seconds later that Long Guiying made a "goo" that broke the atmosphere on the field!

Clang!

The sword is on the ground!

“... How, how... Possibly?"

I saw Long Guiying's hands one after the other, holding his throat tightly, blood gushing out from his fingers, staining a large piece of his chest and back of his clothes!

"You are the first person here to die from the sword god stunt, and remember that the six flying knives are not missing!"

Bai Jiuzhen raised his head to the sun and put his hands behind his back, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes!

"Ahh

A miserable howl sounded, and the infinite unwilling resentment fell to the ground with a bang, and the genius on the sword, Long Guiying, had not had time to shine and dissipate heat in the world, and finally died in Huangquan!