The rain kept falling, and the sky became more and more drowsy.

Time is almost frozen in this deserted island woods.

The rain flows into streams, merges into rivers, passes through forests, and flows into the sea. The water swelled over the beach and poured into the jungle.

Xiao Wu didn't move.

He had been curled up on the ground, the rain splashed flowers on his back, and most of his body was already buried in the water.

Zhao Ping'an's boots had also entered the water, and there was a slippery feeling on the soles of his feet, which was very uncomfortable.

He had stood motionless for most of the hour.

The man behind the tree also stood for most of the hour.

Xiao Wu looked like a dead corpse for half an hour, and Zhao Ping'an was already a little impatient.

He decided to go over and take a look, if Xiao Wu hadn't completely retracted his breath, he would make up for it as quickly as possible.

walked to Xiao Wu's side very carefully, and Xiao Wu really didn't move.

He was instantly amused at his caution.

Feeling slightly relaxed in his heart, he squatted down and turned Xiao Wu's body completely over.

At that moment, a smile suddenly froze on his face, and Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly crashed into his eyes.

Not only did Xiao Wu not die, he was so good that it seemed as if the blow had not fallen on him at all.

There was even a hint of mockery in his dark eyes.

The taunt was accompanied by a crisp sound of swords.

Then there is the second, third, and fourth paths......

The sound of the sword beetled up, and in an instant, it overshadowed the dense rainstorm, as if there was only the sound of the sword in the whole heaven and earth.

Zhao Ping'an retreated quickly, that kind of speed that he had never reached in his life, so that when he flew back, the rain was discharged by the wind pressure, forming an invisible channel.

He was in the passage, as if tearing apart a piece of space, and the next moment he jumped into another space.

Between breaths, it has passed a hundred feet!

A hundred zhang distance was only a drop of sweat falling from his forehead to his eyes.

But he didn't break through the siege!

The sound of the sword roar was louder and more intense! He even saw the void light of the sword roar rushing out of the rain curtain, and the faint sword light had reached his feet, a few of the leaves had been chopped into nothingness and reached his head, and several extremely fierce breaths were coming from the soles of his feet, as if they were about to cut through the damp earth.

That void light sword shadow is simply omnipresent in the sky and on the ground.

A chill rose from his heart in an instant, and he couldn't escape with speed alone!

Hundreds of millions of phantoms appeared in that drop of sweat, and the next moment it was going to explode in hundreds of millions of sword qi.

The beads of sweat were not exploded by the sword qi, but suddenly evaporated without a trace.

Zhao Ping'an's eyes were extremely fierce, and a majestic spiritual power rose from him.

With him as the center, the rain as his make, the wind as his gathering, the soil as his gathering, and the earth as armor, in the shortest possible time, he used the cultivation of the Jindan three-layer realm to gather a pair of extremely tight armor.

The swarming swarm of the splitting sword image back to the nest smashed on top of the armor, and the originally majestic armor was instantly smashed into thousands of holes. After a few seconds of stalemate, the facial position finally could not hold on and first broke.

A sword shadow followed immediately, and after a terrible scream, the entire armor had already scattered and exploded, and Zhao Ping'an was shocked back several feet. At this time, the sword shadow had already lost momentum, but it was still difficult to deal with.

Zhao Ping'an had to use his divine sword, and the spiritual power ran to the extreme, and the sword light had already shrouded a radius of more than ten zhang, and the sword shadow had already reached the end of the strong crossbow at this time, and the strength and speed were not as good as before, so he could barely catch it.

That's it, after receiving hundreds of sword lights, Zhao Ping'an was already powerless.

At this time, his eyes were naked, his clothes were in tatters, and his whole body was full of wounds that could be seen in the bones.

The land within a radius of dozens of zhang had been shattered by his sword, and unconsciously with him as the center, a huge pit more than ten zhang deep had been cut out for the sword qi.

When the fight reached the interval, Zhao Ping'an roared again, his body volleyed up in the air, came out of the pit, his palms were closed, and the spiritual power was combined into a ball of spiritual power, all of which was poured into the long sword in his hand.

With a strong push of both hands, the long sword burst out like an angry dragon breaking through the rain.

He was tired of it, so he had to decide between the winners and losers in this move.

The aggressive voice of the angry sword was like thunder in the sky, cutting through the wind and rain, illuminating the originally dark sky at once, and those dim sword shadows appeared in the bright light, which became even more illusory and blurry.

The light continued to expand, and at such a rapid speed it almost illuminated the forest.

Xiao Wu sat in the water, the sword was inserted between his knees, and the spiritual power was injected into the sword at full speed, and the sword was like water waves, and thousands of blurred sword lights were divided into waves.

Or into the earth, or into the dim rainy sky.

Xiao Wu's eyes were already full of tiredness that could not be concealed, the medicinal power from the "Dragon Descending Pill" was gradually degrading, Zhao Ping'an supported it for a while, and the medicinal power was lost, and it would be difficult for him to use the "Light Splitting Sword Shadow".

Almost at the same time that Zhao Ping'an shot out the sword, he also injected the last spiritual power into the divine sword.

The divine sword, which had been gradually brightening, dimmed again, and the blade was even close to nothingness.

Thousands of sword lights surged out in an instant, roaring away, forming a boundless net, covering Zhao Ping'an.

The two of them were stabbed almost at the same time, Xiao Wu was stabbed straight into his chest by the angry sword, and then crashed backwards, falling dozens of feet, and was nailed to the ground by the pitch-black sword.

And Zhao Ping'an was baptized by the overwhelming rain of swords, and the skin and flesh of his body were cut into thousands of pieces, and he was already completely untouched.

But he was still standing, and his eyes could still be discerned on his hideous countenance.

Those eyes were trying to keep them open, staring at Xiao Wu who was a hundred feet away, and his eyes couldn't tell whether he was laughing or crazy.

He's not dead, as long as there's a breath, it's enough for him to turn over.

Yes, he didn't die!

As long as the cultivation is not a matter of death, then everything is still possible.

Xiao Wu is no longer possible, even if he is not dead, it will only be a matter of time.

The sword had been plunged straight into his heart.

The heart is broken, and it is naturally not a big deal for the master of the Divine Power Realm, and there may be a possibility of a cure for the master of the Kind Realm, but for the Jindan Realm, it is absolutely impossible to survive.

The only thing he was worried about now was the third person hiding behind the tree, he was now on the verge of collapse, and if that person came out to pick up the bargain, he couldn't handle it at all.

Fortunately, he still has a few good exercises on his body, as well as some elixirs, and a lot of spirit stones, which are enough to be regarded as an irresistible temptation for an ordinary cultivator of the first layer of Jindan.

As a last resort, a cultivator of the first layer of the Golden Pill will never be able to offend a cultivator of the third layer of the Golden Pill, not to mention that he can be promised many benefits, as long as this person is not a fool, he must also know how to choose.

Zhao Ping'an thought about it for a long time, and gradually became convinced.

He waited for the other party to come out, and of course he really didn't fit to make a move right now.

Jiang Shan did not come out, but in Zhao Ping'an's surprised eyes, a fat black eagle came out.