The bricks under his feet rumbled and collapsed, and the shattered masonry almost buried half of the wolf's body. But the wolf dust and smoke are still like a rock, the blade is in front, and it does not move.

He spat blood from his mouth. This move he forcibly inherited a lot of power, as if to shatter his five organs.

The wandering soul thought that this trick would end him, but he didn't expect it to be such a scene. He was also a little stunned, and froze in place.

However, I only heard the wolf dust smoke shouting angrily, resounding through the sky!

In another moment, there was a flash of lightning in front of the ghost's eyes, and his heart was shocked.

Wolf dust smoke actually bounced this knife back. His fingers were bleeding and his face was flushed, as if blood was about to erupt.

However, it doesn't end there!

The Ghost looked back at his weapon, a smile on his face.

It's just one more round trip!

Seeing that the long knife shot back no longer had the strength of the last time, the Wandering Spirit was enough to take it. He kneaded the dough with both palms, and his strength returned, calling for the omen of death.

"Senior, raise your knife!"

At the moment when the wolf dust and smoke thought that it was impossible to escape, Fu Yunge suddenly shouted behind him.

Without thinking about it, Wolf Chenyan immediately lifted the double knife. The lower half of his body was buried by rubble, and he was unable to move, so he had to let go.

The blade flew in pieces of iron like snowflakes, and the sharp tip of the knife was like a shooting star. But at the last moment, the ethereal sword plunged in!

Unexpectedly, a long knife flying in a straight line was suddenly hit by an external force, and its trajectory was skewed.

Fu Yunge jumped at the same time, rolled in the air, and grasped the falling saber with one hand.

Seeing this, Wolf Chenyan immediately understood Fu Yunge's intentions. He looked at the long knife stabbed at his left armpit, and the two knives were carried together, one up and down, like a giant pincer opening, just waiting for the prey to enter!

The long knife rushed straight in, the wolf dust and smoke froze and the eyebrows froze, the breath was sudden, the arms were strong, and the blade was slashed!

Then, at the intersection of the sword light like a cluster, there was a crisp sound of smashing knife and iron!

Since listening to Fu Yunge's command just now, the Wandering Soul knew what they wanted to do. But Fu Yunge stopped him, but he couldn't take back his long knife.

In an instant, the half-cut blade flew into the air, and the mutilated hilt was inserted back into the ground. The remaining half of the left arm, which pierced obliquely into the wolf dust, had no strength to return.

Wolf Chenyan's body was unstable, his left arm was injured, and the narrow knife fell to the ground with a "choking".

Fu Yunge glanced back, knowing that the senior's injury should not allow him to fight immediately. He turned his head and calmly looked at the wandering soul that had lost his sword, and said nothing.

"You ......" the wandering spirit's eyes widened, and there were all kinds of complicated expressions in it.

There was a lot of wind blowing outside the window, blowing the sleeves of Fu Yunge's clothes.

"Without weapons, you're gone." He put on a posture and said lightly.

Su You's lips trembled, as if he had something to say, but he still didn't say it.

Fu Yunge approached him step by step. But the wandering soul did not dodge or dodge, just stood in place, his expression was complicated, and his face was blank.

Although he didn't have the knife to command, after all, he was also in the ranks of Xuanhui masters, Fu Yunge didn't dare to underestimate it, and his nerves were tense.

However, at the moment when the distance between the two was gradually shrinking, Fu Yunge suddenly heard a rapid hurricane coming from behind him!

Suddenly, I saw that the narrow knife of wolf dust smoke did not obey the call, and flew up suddenly, stabbing at Fu Yunge's vest with a sharp wind!

At the same time, the face of the wandering soul converged in an instant, and the dazed feeling just now completely faded. He came out with both palms and slapped Fu Yunge's chest hard!

Attacking back and forth, Fu Yunge didn't expect that he still had the cultivation to manipulate other people's swords.

At the last moment of his life, Fu Yunge's figure was stunned, and the strong wind in front and behind seemed to pinch him, and there was no way to get rid of it!

"Concentrate on ...... In front of you! ”

Suddenly, a low roar came, and behind him, the blade that came in an instant, just like at the same moment!

Immediately after, there was a chaotic sound of stones falling down, intertwining behind Fu Yunge.

Unexpectedly, at the last critical moment, the wolf dust smoke forcibly transported Neiyuan again, rushed out of the prison on the floor, and chased after the flying narrow knife at the fastest speed!

The wolf wind overflowed, and Fu Yunge felt a sense of relief behind him.

Don't think about it, Fu Yunge made a decision and decided to give it a go!

The ethereal sword flashed with meteor-like brilliance, and the crystal sword was like autumn water. Fu Yunge Jiyun "Yun Ji Thirteen Shu" all the essence of qigong, work hard!

The sword light was startled, and it was vertical and horizontal in all directions. The true qi swept along with the end of the sword, like a waterfall flowing rainbow in the dark, flashing with a cloud-like luster.

The two palms of the wandering soul are majestic, and the power of the true yuan is also ignited on the body. The spirit change is Shen Hu, the two have fought several times in the blink of an eye, Fu Yunge's body is elegant, and the soul does not lose to deal with it, like a turtle taking off.

At the same time, behind Fu Yunge, wolf dust and smoke ignored himself and followed the blade closely, while stretching out his arm, trying to regain control of the narrow knife.

One knife and one person, only a fraction of a minute away from Fu Yunge. The fingertips of the wolf dust smoke finally met the handle of the knife at the last moment, and at the critical moment, the knife was finally one, and he was indomitable!

"Get out of the way!!"

With a roar, Fu Yunge also dodged sideways at the last point of distance. The blade sliced through his waist and abdomen, and a hurricane flickered beside him, and there was no room for it!

Fu Yunge's eyes widened, and he didn't care about his own injuries, just waiting for the moment when the final victory or defeat was decided by life and death!

The Wandering Spirit also tries to dodge sideways. However, the blade has been subsumed into the hands of wolf dust, how can he dodge?

The wolf dust and smoke were extremely fast and incoherent, and in a moment on the side of the wandering spirit, he forcibly slowed down for half a second.

At the same time, in the face of the stunned expression of the wandering spirit, Wolf Chenyan gritted his teeth, turned his elbow outward, and the narrow knife suddenly opened the sharp thin blade, and suddenly rubbed in front of the wandering soul, bringing out a brilliant silver light.

There was a sudden pause, and the tower seemed to be completely silent in the next second after this action happened.

Fu Yunge, who was behind the two, was so surprised that he didn't dare to breathe.

Wolf Dust Smoke ran a long distance with the knife, and finally lost his strength and fell in the distance. The wandering soul in situ stood motionless, and the temperature of his body gradually lost.

He was equally surprised. After a long time, he reached out tremblingly and touched his neck.

Suddenly, just when his fingertips touched the epidermis of his neck, the severed blood veins instantly sprayed out a large amount of blood, which could not be suppressed, staining the windowsill covered by the moonlight red.

Blood rained down, and there was a bloody rain in the air. The ghost's body gradually went limp, and finally he knelt down weakly, leaning over and slapping himself into the blood.

Fu Yunge was splashed with half of his body, and his face and hands were a little wet. He slowly wiped it away, and finally came back to his senses, and walked over the corpse of the wandering soul to take care of the wolf dust.