"Uncle Mu?" Lin Han said softly.

Uncle Mu shook his head and said, "Let's see." ”

Lin Han bit his lower lip lightly and stopped talking.

......

Xiao Yu raised his head and looked at the big man's gaze.

An ancient long sword appeared in Xiao Yu's eyes.

A majestic sword intent poured out of his eyes, piercing the sky.

This invisible sword intent strong man had nowhere to defend at all, only to see that his face was pale when he was still in the air, his body trembled slightly, and he actually deviated from the direction and fell to the side.

Heaven has always been fair. When a door is closed for you, a window is always opened for you. Conversely, when a door is opened for you, a window is always closed for you.

There is no perfect person in the world, and if you are strong on the outside, then you will definitely not be as strong on the inside as you are on the outside.

broke the opponent's momentum, the situation reversed, and in the face of such a good opportunity, Xiao Yu chose to attack.

The long sword in his hand roared softly!

The long sword with cold light suddenly crossed in Xiao Yu's hand, turning into a snow-bright sword light, breaking through the wind, silently stabbing straight in front of him, trying to penetrate the huge body that had just landed.

......

In the dense forest above the slopes on both sides, on the white snow, sat a middle-aged man in a black robe, his eyes closed.

When Xiao Yu shot out the long sword in his hand, the beard of the black-robed middle-aged man was blown by the wind, as if an invisible force was surging around him, and the sword box that had been crossing his knees was a buzzing sound.

The flying sword in the sword case kept buzzing and trembling, as if it was cheering, and it couldn't wait to get out of its sheath and get bloody.

Buzz!

There was a soft snap!

The black-robed middle-aged man gently slapped his palm on the sword box, and the snow-bright flying sword flew out of the sword box on its own, circling around the middle-aged black-robed person, and then turned into a cluster of purple-black sword light, roaring out with a treacherous aura!

The purple-black sword light was extremely fast, and it was still in front of the middle-aged black-robed man one moment, but it had already rushed down the slope in the next moment and came to the battlefield of the official road at the mouth of Xilingkou.

Silently, like a shadow against the ground, it sped forward. The direction of progress is the direction where Xiao Yu is.

"Sword Cultivation!"

Looking at the strange black shadow, Lin Han changed color slightly and said softly.

The fact that two cultivators were actually dispatched in this ambush made Lin Han feel a little anxious.

He frowned slightly and looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and said, "Uncle Mu, aren't you going to make a move?"

Uncle Mu's face didn't change much at this time, and he said quietly: "It's not that I don't want to make a move, it's that I can't make a move." ”

Lin Han was slightly stunned, and then exclaimed, "Could it be that they dispatched a frost realm master!?

Uncle Mu said calmly: "Nothing is impossible, he is looking at me." If I don't make a move, then he won't make a move. “

......

In the territory of Da Zheng, the fact that the other party could dispatch such a force, and even a cultivator, did not surprise Xiao Yu much.

There was not the slightest timidity on his face at this time, only absolute calm.

With a chime, the long sword in his hand brought a slight sound of breaking the air in the air, forcibly turned the sword momentum, and stabbed towards the open space behind him.

The sword light was fierce and powerful, cutting through the air.

When the tip of Xiao Yu's sword pierced out, the sword shadow that shuttled at high speed just rushed down the slope, and a sword attacked.

The long sword and the flying sword met here, and there was no dazzling brilliance when the dustless old man collided with his junior brother's flying sword, only a soft pop.

The long sword touched the flying sword, and then passed by.

The flying sword slashed against Xiao Yu's long sword, grazed his right hand, and cut through the sleeve of his robe, leaving a faint trace of blood on his dark golden skin.

The blood marks are not heavy, they can only be regarded as slightly scratching the skin, but they have broken Xiao Yu's golden body.

Xiao Yu's face turned slightly pale, and the dark gold on his body slowly faded.

The speed of the sword shadow was extremely fast, colliding with Xiao Yu's sword blade, and after passing by, the speed dropped rapidly, and then it forcibly stopped, and then turned to stab at Xiao Yu's back heart.

At this time, everyone finally saw the purple-black sword shadow clearly, it was a standard flying sword without a handle, but there were strange patterns engraved on the flying sword, and the dark red lines were all over the flying sword, as if it was like a blood vessel in the human body.

With a soft snort, although Xiao Yu dodged the flying sword sideways at the last moment, he was cut by the flying sword on his shoulder.

......

Such an injury could not move Xiao Yu, but the sword cultivation that could not be seen was the trouble.

What seemed like a long battle just now was just a time for the flying sword to go back and forth. In this instant, Xiao Yu made a very dangerous decision, and he slowly closed his eyes, as if he was not in great danger.

After closing his eyes, Xiao Yu frowned slightly and spun around, as if looking for something.

The purple-black flying sword slashed across his shoulder, and it took a moment to turn around, and then it came in front of Xiao Yu again, when he suddenly opened his eyes.

The ancient Weiyang sword shadow resurfaced in his eyes.

In an instant, all the Weiyang sword intent carried Xiao Yu's thoughts, and spread along the invisible vitality that manipulated it at the end of the flying sword.

At the same time, Xiao Yu's hands were closed, and the two huge Yuan Qi Resin hands fiercely grabbed the purple-black flying sword that was less than a foot away from the center of his eyebrows.

The tenacious hand formed by the Yuan Qi gripped the constantly humming flying sword like an empty blade, making it unable to move at all.

The vitality around Xiao Yu's body began to surge violently, and the star transformed by the fragments of the gray-robed man's consciousness in the starry sky of the sea of knowledge bloomed brightly, and the black in his eyes flashed.

The restraints on the purple-black flying sword became tighter, and the flying sword struggled more and more, but such a struggle was in vain.

At the same time that the purple-black flying sword was grabbed by Xiao Yu's hand, on the snow under the trees above the slope, the black-robed middle-aged man's face also turned pale.

A flash of brightness flashed in Xiao Yu's eyes, and all the Weiyang sword intent released was withdrawn.

And the double-knife giant, who had been forgotten all along, finally got rid of the pain caused by Weiyang's sword intent, shouted violently, raised the double knife in his hand and slashed down from the bottom up, like a force to slash Huashan towards Xiao Yu, as if he would easily split Xiao Yu in half in the next moment.

Xiao Yu looked at the approaching double swords expressionlessly, and an ancient sword appeared in his eyes again.

As the ancient sword resurfaced, the invisible sword intent poured out again.

The twin knives stopped abruptly, trembling slightly above Xiao Yu's head. Then the big man with the two knives howled miserably, threw away the two knives, and fell to the ground with convulsions, looking extremely painful.

Xiao Yu glanced at him lightly, God gave you a powerful body, but it didn't give you a strong spirit.

Then he turned his gaze to the dense forest above the slope.

Just now, the mind he released had already discovered the owner of the flying sword.

At this time, Xiao Yu's face was very pale, and it was also very difficult for him to deal with the two of them at the same time.