After a few limb contacts, the killing intent became more and more intense, and the temptation was meaningless, only life and death were left.

The fists came and went, unwilling to give in halfway, Xuan Gang was angry, and he saw red in a moment, and when he exploded, it was already a hundred moves.

The blazing red light in Sima Yu's eyes was even more bewildering, and he smiled deeply in the agitation of his fists: "In the past, you and I used swordsmanship to argue, and then we listed the seven swords of Shenzhou, but today we have to use our fists to determine life and death, isn't it too ridiculous to say?" ”

Murong Zhuo's palm was even more fierce, but his mouth was as cold as ice: "It is the regret of my life to have friends with you, and today I will cut off all the causes." ”

Sima Yu guarded the door while snorting coldly: "If you push it so cleanly, if you have no greed for Shenyuan, what is the use of me even if I have Su Qin's tongue?" ”

Murong Zhuo was unmoved, pressing step by step and said indifferently: "I have long realized my mistakes, but the culprit is you after all." ”

Sima Yu couldn't hide his disdain, and sneered again and again: "The culprit? I just designed to take Feng Sanyi's life, but the Jiangnan Sword Alliance is still standing. What about you? Gu Daxiao and Yu Si died because of you, and the foundation of the Eight Desolations and Imperial Martial Villages was also destroyed, what qualifications do you have to accuse me of being the culprit? ”

Murong Zhuo's face became more and more solemn, and he simply stopped answering, but just used the "Dao True Mystery Solution" to continuously strengthen the offensive.

Sima Yu was forced to back down again and again, but he didn't forget to mock: "I'm angry, right, if you only know how to deceive yourself, you will never be able to be a hero, ha!" ”

The laughter was endless, but the cold air in front of him was steep, Sima Yu did not dare to slack off, and when his palm was slashing, the fierce wind rolled angrily, and the ice pick that hit the center of his eyebrows melted invisibly.

In the blink of an eye, he exchanged two palms with Murong Zhuo, and then heard Sima Yushen snort: "Hidden weapon? I don't know who is better than Jiang Liu's little sister, can you take her five-sided snow and six-petal plum? ”

As he spoke, several ice picks came one after another, but they were unable to take a step beyond the thunder pool, Sima Yu said more calmly: "I have already said that what you have learned is erudite but not refined, miscellaneous but not pure, only the way of the sword is not satisfactory, but you are still unwilling to pay attention, it seems that it will be difficult to reach the hall of elegance after all." ”

Although Murong Zhuo was ridiculed repeatedly, his expression was unshocked, and he said in a calm voice: "If you say too much, you will lose, and your death is not far away." ”

Sima Yu knew that it was unfavorable to fight for a long time, and sneered in his heart: "Do you think that Fang Wujian gave you the Empty Illusion Ruyi Method with good intentions?" Ha! The eighteen kinds of martial arts are self-made and subtle, which may be of great benefit to others, but to you it is tantamount to sinking into the mud, making it more difficult for you to reach the peak of martial arts. ”

As the words fell, he saw that Murong Zhuo's palm was extremely cold, and a three-foot ice front appeared out of thin air, and Huo Di stabbed at Sima Yu's throat.

However, how could the Western Frontier Sword Emperor be easy to deal with, the two fingers of the spirit rhino had already intercepted the sword momentum, and the incomparable Flame Yuan instantly disintegrated the entire ice front.

However, at this moment, Sima Yu suddenly felt that the situation was different, and it turned out that there was a blazing sword qi hidden in the ice blade.

This sword qi was stimulated by Sima Yu's Lie Yuan, and it suddenly became more than several times stronger, and the original form remained unchanged and still stabbed at his throat!

Between the lightning and the stone fire, I saw that the grandmaster was cultivating, and Sima Yu's whole body was fused into the Flame Yuan, which was actually a strong luck homologous body, engulfing the blazing sword qi entirely.

There was a dangerous cry in his heart, but he suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold detonate in his throat in an instant, Sima Yu couldn't help but change color in shock, and finally suddenly had an epiphany - since there can be fire in the ice, how can there be ice in the fire?

It's a pity that it's too late to comprehend, Murong Zhuo's paradoxical sword has been planned for a long time, and now that he has gained power, how can he let the dead enemy rest, and the ice sword condensed again in the sneer, and stabbed at Sima Yu's heart.

Sima Yu only felt that the cold qi in his throat spread sharply, and the qi veins around him were blocked, although he was full of anger and hatred, and wanted to return a tooth for a tooth, but he had more than enough strength and could only get up and dodge to avoid it, hoping to alleviate this round of decline.

Murong Zhuo knew that Sima Yu's blazing body was the nemesis of the frost true qi, so he naturally would not let go of this fleeting opportunity to defeat the enemy.

Suddenly, I saw the frost blade rolling snow, the cold light moving the sky, the cold sword light shining in ten steps, and the sword wind was like the god of the underworld passing through, and it was bound to cut off the opponent's vitality.

Murong Zhuo is a peerless scholar, how can he be in vain, coupled with the fact that he is losing his strength at this time, even if Sima Yu can be a god, how can he be impregnable?

At the slightest moment, the empty door under Sima Yu's ribs suddenly appeared, and then he only heard a muffled sound of muscle tearing, and hot blood flowers scattered and splashed on the spot.

The pain penetrated into the heart, and it even aroused Sima Yu's anger and madness, and the Lie Yuan around his body was instantly raised to the peak, and the cold air was evaporated in the loud shouting, and the blood-red eyes were as bright as a red demon star, and when the male power surged, it immediately shattered Murong Zhuo's ice sword.

Murong Zhuo hit the target with all his strength, and at this moment, he was already gaining momentum, and at the moment of retreating, the ice sword in his hand reappeared, and it was thrown with the power of ten thousand thunders, and a hurricane rolled up in the piercing sharp sound, and the life-threatening cold front shot straight at Sima Yu's eyebrows.

Sima Yu has not been able to recover his breath, and he has become the end of a strong crossbow, how dare he hit it hard at this time, so he had no choice but to lean back and avoid it.

But Sima Yu was still a little slower after all, Bing Feng cut his hair on the spot, and the scream of the face made the sect master of this sect almost faint.

Before he could recover his decline, two strong and angry attacks came in his chest, revealing boundless killing intent.

Knowing that there was no room for avoidance, Sima Yu simply made a desperate bet, and at the moment he also put out his palms together, shaking the ice and flame.

In the midst of the huge earthquake, the four palms were connected again, and Sima Yu felt that the Lie Yuan in his palm was absorbed by the opponent's Yan Jin, just like the long river bursting its embankment and was unstoppable.

At this moment, the cold energy of the skull also took advantage of the weakness to enter, and followed the meridian veins to the center of Sima Yu's qi sea.

The sea of qi is the source of internal force, once it is broken by the enemy, the martial arts practice in this life will be destroyed.

After all, Sima Yu is a martial arts master, life and death are decided instantly, Lieyuan Zhengang recklessly recklessly the power of the fire god, and suddenly burst into anger, and the earth-shattering roar shocked hundreds of miles, it is the Kongtong faction's peerless learning-wearing gold and breaking jade.

Murong Zhuo's ears were like thunder, and the true qi around his body was like a boil, and the ice flame Shuangliu almost rushed away on the spot.

With a muffled snort, Murong Zhuo flew back, and several ice picks condensed between his fingers, seizing the opportunity to counterattack Sima Yu.

Sima Yu's series of drama battles have already pushed his body to the limit, and it is like a strong bow opening like a full moon, and the bowstring is so stretched that it can no longer be stretched.

Murong Zhuo's ice picks may not be a threat in normal times, but at this moment, they are like sharp blades that cut off the bowstring, and they move all over the body with a single shot.

Suddenly, I only heard a muffled sound in my ears, and the ice pick hit Sima Yu's shoulder, Sima Yu was finally difficult to support, and a mouthful of blood arrows scattered like a bloody mist, dizzy and staggered, and the whole body was already shaky.

Murong Zhuo took several precautions and attacked several times, but finally gained the upper hand here. But he knew that his opponent could do it, so he couldn't bear the churning of his blood at the moment, and his palms came out in mid-air, mercilessly imprinting on Sima Yu's chest.

Sima Yu seemed to have lost his mind, and at the moment of his death, he was unblocked, and when he was in the middle of his palm, he flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell radially into the cold and deep crypt.