It is said that when a person is about to die, all the things he has experienced in his life will flash in his mind, and when the stinging pain in his heart spreads to his whole body, Mu Yun only recalls the previous ten years of learning art, and it seems that the beautiful face that is as cold as frost appears in his eyes again.

If it is true that rotten wood cannot be carved, if the master knew that her ten years of hard work were indeed in vain, there would always be a few tears, right? Or just sigh, and forget about this relationship completely, and never think of her disobedient and ignorant apprentice again?

If you had listened to Master's words before, and had thoroughly understood the light magic technique of "beating you to the death", I wonder if you would have been able to escape this death catastrophe today?

The true meaning of the four absolutes has not yet been comprehended, how can you become a small one? What is the mysterious connection between the two?

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and the blind spot that had long been forgotten in the corner suddenly opened up under the intense pain.

The will to survive suddenly burned brightly, turning into a shining sparkle like the sun, driving the despair away from the clouds.

A strange and wonderful feeling woke up suddenly, accompanied by the free flow of Pei Ran True Yuan, and before the Soul Seeking Cold Blade could penetrate the heart, it was frozen by a soft and condensed qi, and then uncontrollably deviated, sliding to the side with a cracking sound.

The black-clothed knife man no longer expected that his killing blow would miss, and his body was completely unable to take his own initiative by the strange whirling energy, and when he was floating and frightened under his feet, he was slapped by Mu Yun in the shoulder.

This palm almost shattered the shoulder blade of the black-clothed knife, the blood in his chest was churning like boiling, and he took advantage of the momentum in a muffled snort, and stepped back more than a dozen steps before he stood firmly, accompanied by a heavy gasp and a violent heartbeat, and his forehead was also covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

Mu Yun took out his finger and closed the acupuncture point near the injury, then took a deep breath, stared at the black-clothed knife man and said, "To be honest, I really want to thank you." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed swordman, and while he was contemplating, he gasped, "What do you mean?" ”

Mu Yun moved his muscles and bones, and said with a sneer on his face: "But it doesn't make much sense to thank you." ”

The black-clothed knife's heart was shocked, and he only heard Mu Yun say again: "Because, you can't be left today." ”

As soon as Mu Yun said a word, he immediately bullied himself, and the piccolo in his hand stabbed him with a sword move.

The black-clothed knife's qi and blood have not recovered, and his internal strength is not enough, how dare he force his edge at the moment, dodge and float back at the same time shaking his hand and shoot out a few plum blossom needles, intending to slightly block Mu Yun's offensive.

Before the needle could get close, he was forced to lose his direction by an invisible whirlwind, and only slid past Mu Yun's side.

The black-clothed knife man was very surprised, and when he saw the piccolo stabbed into his chest like a thunderbolt, he had no choice but to swing his knife.

The purple mangbao knife had already been slightly cracked after eating a blow from the piccolo, and at this time, the two sides fought again, only to hear a crackling sound, and the treasure knife was broken on the spot.

The black-clothed knife man was both shocked and frightened, and although he took advantage of the danger to retreat in his busy schedule, his chest was penetrated by the sword qi, and his internal breath became more and more suffocating.

Mu Yun was so powerful that he couldn't let people go, and the piccolo swept and slashed the throat of the black-clothed knife again. The black-clothed swordsman's eyes lit up, and suddenly there was an extra splendor of the snow-bright short sword in his hand, which could withstand Mu Yun's piccolo for a moment.

The whole body of this short sword is only more than seven inches, but it clearly exudes a cold and evil aura. There were slight traces of blood on the blade, which was the sharp weapon that almost pierced Mu Yun's heart.

Mu Yun saw clearly, and felt a surge of hatred in his chest, and the real power on the piccolo urged again, and suddenly he only heard a soft sound of ding, the short sword was not as tough as the piccolo, and he was knocked out of the crescent-shaped gap.

The black-clothed knife man snorted, staggered back a few steps under his feet, and his surprised eyes revealed infinite regret.

Mu Yun was about to continue to kill, but when he suddenly saw the black-clothed knife man looking at him like this, he couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart, and said coldly when he stood still: "Do you want to die?" ”

The black-clothed knife man stared at Mu Yun and said hatefully, "Even if I die, I won't die in your hands." ”

Mu Yun snorted: "It's really hard, then you can kill yourself." ”

The black-clothed swordsman was stunned, still glaring at Mu Yun and said, "You are from the Kunlun faction, why do you want to work for Murong Zhuo?" ”

Mu Yun snorted and said, "Then why did you sneak attack Chaotianque?" ”

The black-clothed knife man opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and then said in a deep voice: "Murong Zhuo is despicable and shameless, and the wolf is ambitious, and he must be eliminated." ”

Mu Yun said disapprehantly: "A good wicked person sued first, you first took advantage of the situation, and then poisoned and injured the innocent, such despicable acts, I don't know if it is considered a wolf ambition, should it be removed?" ”

The black-clothed knife man said disdainfully: "Aiding the abuse, there will always be a day when you regret it, I advise you not to make mistakes." ”

Mu Yun snorted coldly in his nose, and said in a cold voice while approaching: "I will return what you just said, since you refuse to kill yourself, don't blame me for doing it." ”

The black-clothed knife man subconsciously took a step back, and said in a hoarse voice: "Really don't die?" ”

Mu Yun nodded and said, "You can take it as if you are avenging yourself." ”

The black-clothed knifeman's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and sighed softly: "That's it, I deserve to die today, cough ...... Do you seem to have the last name Qi? ”

Mu Yun said coldly: "Do you need to know? ”

The black-clothed knife man laughed at himself, "I just want to know who died in whose hands." ”

Mu Yun snorted lightly: "You really forgot what you said?" ”

The black-clothed knife man said faintly: "There is nothing important except death, after all, I don't have the courage to kill myself." ”

Mu Yun didn't expect the black-clothed swordsman to be so honest, and he couldn't help but dissipate his hatred, hesitated for a moment before coughing: "My name is Mu Yun." ”

The black-clothed knife man nodded and said, "Thank you for informing, I will die in my heart." ”

Mu Yun hesitated slightly, and asked casually, "You are also one of the six great warriors?" ”

Dead Heart laughed dryly, and instead of answering, he asked, "Do you look like me?" ”

Mu Yun was secretly stunned, his eyes were deadly and he said, "Then there is nothing to say, you can fight back." ”

Mourning slowly closed his eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Forget it, after I die, I ask you to keep this Yao Light Sword on my behalf, and if I can return it to Brother Xiang and his wife in the future, I should also be remembered under Jiuquan." ”

Mu Yun saw that he was waiting to die, and it was a little difficult to start for a while, so he said in a deep voice: "This sword almost took my life, if I get it, I will definitely smash it into rotten iron, so you better ask for more blessings." ”

His original intention was to stir up his heart and fight again, but he still closed his eyes slightly, and said casually: "If you only have this little bit of energy, then you are it." ”

Mu Yun only felt ridiculous when he heard this, stared at his heart for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What are your intentions when you come here tonight?" ”

He said lightly: "Do you think I will tell you?" ”

Mu Yun also felt that it was too much to do after asking, and at this moment, when he heard the words of the dead heart with ridicule, he couldn't help but bump into it angrily, and said coldly at the moment: "Do dead people still have to keep secrets?" ”

He paused slightly, sighed, and said, "Isn't it the best thing to keep secrets?" ”