The middle-aged man, wearing a black 'colored' robe, a cloak and a 'masked' scarf, made it impossible to see what he looked like. txt novel download

I don't know what kind of exercises he is cultivating, the Yuan Force is actually a gray mist, and the speed of traveling through the ground is faster than that of the Martial Sect who cultivates the Earth Yuan Force.

He thought he had thrown off his pursuers and was out of danger, so he got out of the ground to rest.

After all, it was destroying the formation, corroding the iron chains, and escaping dozens of miles away, which also consumed nearly half of his Yuan power.

But he never expected that when he thought he was safe, He Wuxian fell from the sky, and he pulled out his sword and killed him without saying anything.

With the blood-drinking knife in hand, He Wuxian's body is full of indomitable determination and my invincible domineering momentum.

He held the blood-drinking knife in his hand, and he was still twenty feet away from the 'masked' man, so he slashed out a knife light.

He uses the supreme sword technique, there are no moves, and he does whatever he wants, but he is also domineering.

In just an instant, He Wuxian's figure crossed a distance of twenty zhang and appeared behind the 'masked' man, slashing down with a knife light.

Suddenly attacked and killed, the 'masked' man was shocked and lost his 'color', and subconsciously rolled on the spot, his body turned into a gray mist, appearing ten zhang away.

"Boom!"

The knife missed, and He Wuxian took advantage of the situation to withdraw the blood-drinking knife, but the strength of the sword light still blasted a big hole out of the ground.

It is at the foot of a high mountain, surrounded by lush forests and darkness, and beneath it is full of rocky sand.

Just the strength of the sword light burst out, and the ground was blasted out of a one-person-deep hole, and you can imagine how terrifying the power of the hateless sword technique was.

The masked man narrowly escaped alive, and he got up from the ground with a bone, his eyes exploded. Shoot out the cold and bloodthirsty cold light of 'yin', glaring angrily at He Wuxian.

"Boy, dare to sneak attack this seat, this seat wants to kill you and refine you into a puppet!"

The masked man's voice was low and hoarse, containing bloodthirsty murder and anger, and ordinary warriors trembled when they heard it.

He Wuxian used his divine sense to probe and observe with a reconnaissance map, but he couldn't see the strength of this person.

From this point of view, this person is at least a strength realm above the third-level martial sect!

After saying a word, the light in the palm of the 'masked' man flickered, and an ice-blue 'colored' sword appeared in his hand.

This ice-blue 'colored' sword is slightly longer than an ordinary Xuanbing sword, with spiral lines on the hilt, and a pair of ice crystal wings stretched out on the gauntlet.

Just by the appearance, the powerful aura exuded by the sword, it can be seen that this is an incomparably powerful Xuan soldier.

The 'masked' man held the sword finger in his left hand, and held the ice blue 'colored' sword in his right hand, blooming with a brilliant and crystalline sword, and a free and powerful aura of the abyss and mountains was born.

When he saw the appearance of the ice blue 'colored' sword, He Wuxi's pupils suddenly constricted, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

"It's ...... Xuanshuang Sword!"

"How could the Xuanshuang Sword be in your hands? You stole the Xuanshuang Sword?!"

Recognizing that this sword turned out to be the Xuanshuang Sword, He Wuxian's heart gave birth to a monstrous anger.

He had already determined that it was this 'masked' man who injured Lan Yawen and stole the Xuanshuang Sword, making him carry a black cauldron and make a feud with Furong Sha!

"Huh, you actually know the Xuanshuang Sword?"

Seeing that He Wuxian saw through the Xuanshuang Sword, the 'masked' man was also quite shocked.

He never imagined that he had stolen the Xuanshuang Sword from the Furong Temple in the hinterland of the East China Sea, and that someone would be able to recognize it in the west of the Eastern Desolate Continent, which was tens of thousands of miles away from the Furong Temple.

However, the 'masked' man instantly put this stunned and surprised behind him, and a cruel murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

"Hmph, since you can recognize the Xuanshuang Sword, then this seat can't keep you, and I will kill you tonight!"

As soon as the words fell, the masked man clenched the Xuanshuang Sword with both hands, and slashed out an icy blue 'colored' sword light, attacking He Wuxi.

"Frost Break!"

This sword light was eight feet long, and its whole body was ice blue and cold, containing extremely terrifying power.

As soon as the 'masked' man made a move, he 'excited' the power of the ninth-level Xuan Frost Sword, intending to kill He Wuxian with a sword.

But now He Wuxian is not what it used to be, and after comprehending the heart of martial arts, he is already a real martial arts master.

Qingyun's footwork unfolded, and He Wuxian's figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, appearing twenty zhang away out of thin air, and there were still a few afterimages in the air.

The sword light of Xuan Frost broke through the night sky, and even the air was frozen into ice everywhere it passed, completely solidified.

But the sword light still slashed into the air, blasted out dozens of feet away, and slashed into a pile of huge rocks.

"Click, click!"

In the crisp sound, more than a dozen boulders of tens of thousands of catties were actually chopped into pieces by the sword light, turning into powder and falling to the ground.

At the same time, He Wuxi's figure flashed again, appearing behind the 'masked' man out of thin air.

He held the knife in both hands and slashed out a flaming blade that slashed at the back of the masked man.

This knife is extremely powerful, showing the domineering and resoluteness of the Supreme Sword Technique to the fullest, and it contains 300,000 catties of terrifying power.

At that moment, the 'masked' man was shocked, he had never expected that He Wuxian's speed would be so fast.

In desperation, he could only turn into a gray mist and rush to the side.

"Ugh!"

The masked man dodged extremely quickly, but he was still struck by the sword light, making a muffled snort.

Strangely, the sword light seemed to slash through the gray mist without delay, slashing at the ground behind the masked man.

"Boom!"

In the roar, the earthquake trembled, and cracks cracked within a radius of 100 zhang.

The sand and dust were flying, the gravel was splashing, and the ground was blasted by the light of the knife to create a deep ravine.

The 'masked' man turned into a gray mist, and the speed was as fast as lightning gushing out ten zhang away, and only then did he 'reveal' his body.

I saw that on the left side of his waist, the black 'colored' robe cracked a gap, leaving a half-foot-long wound between his waist and abdomen, and the blood and 'flesh' were blurred.

The knife that Fang had no hatred had actually injured him.

"'Bastard' kid, I didn't expect you to be just a first-level martial artist, but you can hurt me!"

"Still, you're going to die!"

The 'masked' man was extremely angry, his eyes were 'gloomy' to the extreme, and while glaring at He Wuxian, a large area of gray mist appeared all over his body.

"Ghost puppet, out!"

As his angry shouts rang out, two tall figures appeared in the billowing gray mist, as if they were frantically slaughtering He Wuxian.

Such a scene made He Wuxi's brows furrow, a little surprised.

Those two tall figures were two middle-aged men, both one foot tall, and their bodies were extremely burly and strong, not like normal people at all.

Moreover, these two middle-aged men, covered in gray mist, their faces were dry and stiff, their eyes were gray and godless, and they did not have the slightest vitality of a living person.

He Wuxian suddenly understood that these two middle-aged men were the so-called ghost puppets, two walking corpses without thinking consciousness.

The speed of the two ghost puppets was extremely fast, and their 'legs' flicked and 'shot' more than ten zhang away, waving their hands, and slashing towards He Wuxi's head.

Their wrists were all severed, and they had no fingers, but they were filled with black hooks, which shimmered with a chilling light.

In the blink of an eye, the two ghost puppets had already raised their black 'colored' hooks, one left and one right, and attacked in front of He Wuxi, only five feet away.

The two ghost puppets flanked left and right, so that He Wuxian didn't have time to dodge at all.

Even if his Qingyun footwork was very wonderful, his 'legs' were doubled by the power of Tongtian Yin's transformation, and his speed was extremely fast, it was useless.

In desperation, he clenched the blood-drinking knife in both hands and slashed towards a ghost puppet.

The eight-foot-long flame blade instantly appeared, illuminating the dark night sky and reflecting the terrifying 'gloomy' face of the ghost puppet.

"Boom!"

The blood-drinking knife instantly slashed into the 'chest' of a ghost puppet, and its violent power directly smashed the puppet's 'chest'.

There was no blood gushing out of the huge wound, only fragments of flesh and bones splattered out, and the ghost puppet was slashed out and fell three feet away.

However, the two hooks of the ghost puppet on the other side had already smashed into He Wuxi's shoulder.

"Bang!"

The curved hook glowing with cold light was extremely sharp, hitting He Wuxian's shoulder, directly tearing his Yuan Force shield apart, but it was blocked by the Dragon Flame Armor.

The incomparable terrifying power burst out from the hook, directly sending He Wuxian back five steps away, his body trembling again and again.

Fortunately, he had the Dragon Flame Armor to protect him, so he was not injured.

But the ghost puppet rushed at him like a maggot again, and a pair of hooks slashed at He Wuxian's throat like a sickle.

Seeing that the ghost puppet was completely tireless and frightened, attacking frantically like a raging storm, He Wuxian suddenly became furious.

He clenched the blood-drinking knife with both hands, raised it high, and burst out with a huge force of more than 300,000 catties, slashing it fiercely.

The sword flashed, like an axe, and instantly slashed at the head of this ghost puppet.

"Bang!"

The ghost puppet that had just rushed in front of He Wuxian was directly slashed above his head by the majestic force, and the ground under his feet instantly cracked.

Like a pile, he was smashed by a blood-drinking knife and sunk nearly a foot deep into the ground, only his head was 'exposed'.

But the Blood-Drinking Knife was indestructible, and its power was even more violent, directly shattering the Yuanli shield on the puppet's head, splitting his head in half.

The huge head was shattered, turning into countless pieces of 'flesh' and bones bursting open, and the ghost puppet finally died, and the corpse sank into the ground and never moved again.

At the same time, in He Wuxian's mind, a long-lost system prompt sounded.

"Ding! Kill a third-level martial sect and gain 20,000 experience points. ”

Hearing the system's prompt, He Wuxian realized that this ghost puppet turned out to be the strength of a third-level martial sect.

However, before he could be surprised in his heart, the ghost puppet with a big 'hole' shattered in the other 'chest' came to kill again.

At the same time, the 'masked' man also turned into a billowing gray mist, and swept towards He Wuxian in a furious manner.

The ghost puppet was unconscious, fearless of death, and completely desperately rushed to kill, brandishing a pair of curved hooks and stabbing at He Wuxian's chest.

In just a tenth of an instant, the hook of this ghost puppet had already pierced He Wuxi's chest.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a pair of hooks pierced He Wuxi's Yuan Force shield and bombarded the Dragon Flame armor fiercely.

......

"Silly Dragon! Stupid Dragon! Come here!"

"Qiuqiu, what's wrong?"

"Dumb Dragon, do you think something is wrong with the boss lately?"

Xiao Qinglong thought for a while, nodded and said: "Well, it seems that something is wrong, and I keep talking about the monthly pass, I want a monthly pass!

The little 'hairy' ball suddenly howled and cried, "Woo woo woo...... After Sister Zichen left, the boss empathized and fell in love with a sister called a monthly pass. ”

At this time, I saw He Wuxian rushing out of the 'door' of the room, and let out a cry that shook the mountains: "I want a monthly pass!!

The little 'hairy' ball covered his ears in pain, with a tortured expression on his face, and then said, "Woo woo...... Whoever takes a monthly pass to save our boss, if there is one, quickly vote for the boss!"