The immortal in the book turned pale, and even stared at Han Chuang with an angry face, in his opinion, Han Chuang had no reason to refuse his request, but he actually refused.

didn't give him any room and space to maneuver, and didn't even give him any chance, which made him a book immortal who was used to controlling the overall situation, how could he swallow his breath easily, he was delusional Han Chuang's eyes were filled with obvious anger.

"Why, why did you choose to help him, it doesn't do you any good. He roared, the red of anger spreading all the way down his neck and crawling up his cheeks.

Han Chuang sneered and said, "Do you think I'm the one who seeks the skin of the tiger? To be honest, you are not a person worthy of my trust. ”

The reason for urging Han Chuang to make such a choice is very simple, although Huang Yao made it clear that he would not let him go, he would never go behind the knife, and the immortal in the book - hehe, it is obvious that he is a villain, and the strength of the villain has swelled to a certain extent, and he has become a tiger, Han Chuang does not like to seek skin with tigers, and he does not like the feeling of being on guard behind him at all times.

Nie Qingqing also expressed her support for this, only to hear her chuckle and say: "Old guy, I thought you were a good person, but I didn't expect you to be the worst one, and I want me to support you, wishful thinking." ”

"Good, good, good!" The three disconnected and distinct good words, like the declaration of the fairy in the book, represent the red of anger receding from the face, replaced by a naked and cold expression, and the short figure seemed to contain a great power, the power to destroy everything.

"In that case, you will die with him!"

Before the words fell, he saw a flash of light, the figure of the immortal in the book merged with the light, Han Chuang saw it really, that light was a long sword, as thin as a cicada wing, as thin as a needle tip, such a thin and long sword may be slightly lacking in toughness, but the swiftness and speed of the sword movement has its advantages, this sword cut through the space, did not leave any sound, and there was no sword wind of air flow, as if everything was so calm, and by the time Han Chuang realized Nie Qingqing's danger, it was too late, he could not make a move from this place and block the long sword, so he could only roar with all his might: "Be careful!"

However, this is not something that can be solved by shouting, Nie Qingqing was stunned like a puppet, maybe she didn't realize the danger at all, maybe she already realized it, but she found that any dodge action was superfluous, this is a sword that will kill and win, and it will not give people any chance, cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

The sword blade seemed to have arrived in front of her, and the cold sword qi first touched Nie Qingqing's body protection true qi, breaking it like paper, and the sword qi stimulated her skin, bringing pinprick-like pain.

Nie Qingqing knew that this was just the beginning of everything, it was the most trivial thing, the sword qi of the immortal in the book was not violent, but this did not mean that his sword had no attack power, on the contrary, it was just that the sword qi was restrained on the sword body, such a sword only needed to lightly cut through a little bit of skin, and the restrained sword qi would find an outlet to pour out, pouring into the body like a surging flood, instantly destroying the tendons and internal organs, this is the most dangerous swordsmanship, and it is also the most ruthless swordsmanship.

The eyes of the fairy in the book flashed with pride, as if he saw the tragic appearance of this woman who betrayed him and died in front of her.

"Die, die, this is the end of betraying me. ”

However, it did not happen, just as the direction of the novel is often not based on the will of man, and when he clicked, his sword was pointed at a black iron bar.

"Huangyao, it's you!"

He recognized this iron rod, and every midnight dream, this iron rod would appear in his dreams, it was not a sweet dream, but a naked and undisguised nightmare, as if between the bones, there was a faint wind blowing.

At the last moment, Huang Yao blocked in front of Nie Qingqing, and with a slight shake of his body, he set the long sword away. I only heard him sneer, and said disdainfully: "Shushu Immortal, you still like sneak attacks as before, but if you want to sneak attack the people who help me in front of me, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough." ”

In the book, the immortal's face was pale, and his anger was overflowing.

Huang Yao's words were said easily, the block just now was also beautiful, but Han Chuang faintly felt that something was wrong, looking carefully, Huang Yao's hand holding the short stick was trembling slightly, although he tried his best to hide it, but this tremor could not hide Han Chuang's eyes, he knew that he was injured, not serious, but at this moment, it was enough to affect the last scale.

This is by no means good news, it is terrible.

For some reason, the candle flame gradually dimmed, and everyone seemed to be shrouded in a shadow, only the eyes that aimed at each other still shone brightly.

The fairy in the book laughed and said: "I haven't befriended you for hundreds of years, I thought you were no longer good, but I didn't expect that there is such a skill, it seems that if you don't move the real character, you can't take you." ”

Huang Yao sneered: "In that case, you can show your true skills, I also want to see what you have learned from his secret record of Tongtian." The iron rod was horizontal and took the initiative to rush forward.

Huang Yao knows that he is no longer as good as the immortal in the book, and the previous move is proof, his wrist is injured, the injury is not serious, but it affects the flexibility of the wrist, and many subtle tricks are difficult to use, so he only has the only way to go, and use a stormy attack to destroy the opponent's will, which sounds like a fantasy, but it is the only way out.

His muscles were bulging, his body was enlarged, and the qi veins and blood in his whole body had penetrated, although he was a ghost body composed of yin qi, he was no different from those top human beings who practiced additional kung fu at the moment.

Han Chuang didn't make a move, just watched from the sidelines, like a leopard waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity. His eyes did not leave Huang Yao's left and right, Huang Yao's speed was really fast, so fast that he merged with the shadows, and the next moment he had already grabbed the front of the immortal in the book.

Not only was he fast, but he also swung the iron rod more quickly and unmatchedly, Han Chuang had never seen such a swift stick technique, and there was an inexplicable order in the messy shadow of the stick, as if everything was running according to the established rules.

Each stick of Huangyao was perfect and abnormal, but even so, it was difficult to take down the immortals in the book, because the immortals in the book did not move at all.

When a warrior attacks another warrior with a stormy attack, if the opponent does not retreat, it means that he has fallen behind.

Huang Yao knew this very well, the long sword of the immortal in the book was like a soft spirit snake, never intersecting with his iron rod head-on, every time he let the stick go, cut its side, and unload its huge strength, this is a kind of application of the soft sword to the pinnacle, even the immortal in the book hundreds of years ago failed to do it.

But now, he did.

"No wonder he has such confidence, it turns out that the swordsmanship has reached this realm, it seems that this time I'm afraid-" Huang Yao didn't think about it, there was no word failure in his dictionary, but he also understood that when he was really weak and his offensive slowed down a little, it was when the immortals in the book counterattacked, accumulating so much strength, his counterattack must be like a storm.

Huang Yao had already foreseen the final outcome, but he couldn't think of a solution to the problem, maybe the only way was to keep attacking, but this was just drinking to quench his thirst, and his manpower was limited, and his innate divine power would eventually be exhausted.

Although Han Chuang's kung fu is not as good as the two of them, his vision is so high that he is by no means below the two of them, and when he saw this strange balance, he knew that Huang Yao was at a disadvantage, so he was ready to shoot with a heavy sword.

The fairy monster in the book laughed and shouted: "Young man, do you think you can intervene?" Before the words fell, a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared on his body, and the smoke reached the air, divided into three, and turned into three immortals.

When Huang Yao saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaim: "One Qi and Three Clears, it turned out to be a Taoist exercise!"

The immortal in the book laughed and said: "Yes, it is the method of one gas and three clears, and the secret record of Tongtian is a Taoist treasure, which naturally contains the Taoist method, and one gas and three clears is the most superficial one." ”

He was triumphant, and he looked like he had a win.

Han Chuang pointed at him with a sword and sneered: "I'm afraid that you can't get home as a person who has cultivated the three Qings, the strength of these three Qings is not very good!" Huang Yao and Nie Qingqing were frightened by this thing, but he saw it really, the strength of the three immortals in the book was only comparable to him, and it had the appearance of a half-step soul melting.

Huangyao is not a stupid person, but Han Chuang reminded him like this, and he also saw the clues, and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be three paper tigers," he looked at the immortals in the book, and his eyes were full of ridicule: "It seems that you have wasted hundreds of years, and you have only learned a useless gasification technique, but you have become a prisoner who has lost your freedom, which is really sad and lamentable." ”

Huang Yao's words are on the right point in the book of immortals' painful feet, although the spirit body that has become the secret record of the heavens allows him to have endless life, but it also makes him lose his freedom, this has always been a thorn in the heart of the immortals in the book, and at this moment he was picked out by Huang Yao, how could he not be angry, and he didn't care about the lack of momentum at the moment, and launched a counterattack.

Seeing that the sword momentum changed, it was soft before, but at this moment, it was like a storm, and a thin long sword attacked Huang Yao from various tricky angles.

Huang Yao didn't laugh angrily, and said secretly: "This guy is still so uncontrollable, if he completes the momentum, I'm afraid I can't really support it, so half-momentum, but I can resist for a while, I just hope that the two little guys can get rid of Sanqing quickly." ”

Han Chuang also knew that the key was on himself, and he didn't dare to stay at the moment, his blade-like gaze swept over Sanqing's dull eyes, frowned slightly, and swung his heavy sword, enclosing the two of them in the sword circle.

"I'll leave the rest to you!" Han Chuang said.

"I know," Nie Qingqing smiled and drew his sword.

The three groups of seven people fought like this, and the swords and shadows flashed all over the sky, like streamers.

Han Chuang's handsome face was a little murderous and a little wild, his eyes rose and fell with the sword light, one bright and one dark, and his thin lips looked strong and cruel.

He knew that he had to show his cruel strength, if the Book Immortal cleaned up Huang Yao before him, then all the arrangements would be a mirror, and without Huang Yao as a restraint, he would not be able to defeat the Book Immortal at all.

But if he can defeat these two people before the Book Immortals, the situation will immediately become different, although he and Huang Yao are not the opponents of the Book Immortals alone, but the two of them are combined, the Book Immortals will never be able to win.

Thinking about this, he danced the heavy sword more and more wildly, which also alluded to the essence of the heavy sword, and the black sword light was uncontrollable if the arrow was flying.

Suddenly, the heavy sword pierced through a flash of a book immortal, but it did not penetrate his body, and he moved backwards like a ghost.

Han Chuang sneered, seeing the opportunity and slashing again.

This sword was as fast as lightning, and it weighed more than a thousand catties, and the immortal in the book couldn't resist it at all, and with a miserable scream, it turned into a cloud of white smoke, and there was only one opponent left, Han Chuang sneered.

Two people can't stop him, let alone one?

You must know that with a heavy sword to protect himself, the ordinary half-step fusion is by no means his opponent, but with three swords, he has severely damaged the remaining book immortal.

At the same time, Huang Yao was already crumbling, the swordsmanship of the immortals in the book was not only fast, but also weird, although because of the lack of momentum, and could not exert all the strength, but so, Huang Yao could only be tired of coping, not much time, the placket will be cut by the sword, and it is only a matter of time before he is injured.

Seeing this, Han Chuang didn't dare to delay, and immediately killed the general to come in, and shared the pressure for Huang Yao with a heavy sword, Huang Yao's pressure was light, and he couldn't help laughing: "Good brother, you actually broke that bird so quickly, and you did a good job!"

Han Chuang turned around and smiled: "It's just a small meaning." ”

The momentum here is excited, and the immortal in the book over there has a gloomy face, he never thought that the method he had realized by cultivating for a hundred years could not even stop a half-step soul-melting kid, and he was furious at the moment, and shouted: "Huangyao, do you think you have won?" It's the two of you, and I'm not afraid. ”

Before the words fell, the swordsmanship was a little faster, and it was really like a storm.

Han Chuang and Huangyao didn't dare to be distracted, and they were preoccupied with resisting at the moment. At this moment, the situation turned around, before it was Huangyao attacking, and the immortals in the book were gaining momentum, but at this moment, it became the desperate attack of the immortals in the book, and Huangyao and Han Chuang were gathering momentum.

Although the swordsmanship of the immortals in the book is fast, but there is no choice but to deal with two people alone, and the weapons of both are heavy weapons, and they have an innate advantage in this kind of defense, just like Han Chuang, every time he stabs with a sword, Han Chuang does not dodge or fight, the simplest move is to split Huashan, and he has enough true qi to slash him, if it is a person, he can also increase the speed of the sword without reservation, and stab him before Han Chuang, but there is no choice but to have Huangyao watching from the side, he cannot use all his strength, so that he can only change his moves halfway.

This situation once or twice is nothing, but after the accumulation of small amounts, the heavenly scales of victory and defeat that seem to be toppled over, and at this time, Nie Qingqing also exerted his might, and with a light snort, pierced the chest of the remaining immortal in the book, without any stop, Nie Qingqing also joined the battle group.

Three people, short sticks, heavy swords, short swords, three different weapons, three different types of dispatch, Han Chuang is responsible for attacking in the front, Huang Yao is responsible for defending in the back, Nie Qingqing outflanks and harasses from both wings, and the three of them surround the book immortal as if they are marquees, and greet him.

At this moment, the immortals in the book were retreating, and it was impossible to return to the secret record of Tongtian, and the three stormy attacks did not give him any chance at all.

In the book, the immortal couldn't help but panic in his heart, and the swordsmanship in his hand gradually became chaotic.

People are like this, when they are absolutely calm, they can exert 100 percent of their strength, when they are calm and reveal other temperaments, they can exert 12 percent of their kilometers, but when they are flustered, they can exert their ability to play nine layers, which is considered good.

In the book of ten-layer skills, the immortals were still no more than three people, let alone nine-layer skills, and the swordsmanship was chaotic, and Han Chuang suddenly found an opportunity and slashed at the top of his head with a sword.

In the book, the immortal also reacted amazingly, and narrowly gave way to this sword.

Although Han Chuang's heavy sword did not seriously injure him, it cut off the square scarf on the top of his head, and the square scarf fell to the ground, and his gray hair immediately fell down. This is not the main thing, the most important thing, Han Chuang's sword opened a gap, and Nie Qingqing's short sword followed closely, stabbing at the heart of the immortal in the book.

The heart is the key to the human body, and the ghost body composed of yang energy is no exception, and there will be a ghost pill at the heart, which is responsible for the overall dispatch of the ghost body, if the ghost pill is damaged, the ghost will die.

The immortal in the book didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly parried with the long sword, but the sword move was delayed, so he could only do it with encouragement, when he snorted, although he blocked Nie Qingqing's fatal sword in front of him, the long sword in his hand was swept away, how could Huang Yao let go of this opportunity, and the lightning shot, the iron rod hit the shoulder of the immortal in the book.

"Ahh

The fairy in the book screamed miserably, staggered to the ground, and just wanted to get up, Huangyao's short stick had pierced his ghost pill.

Without any buffer, the book immortal didn't even let out a scream, his whole face became extremely distorted, and the next moment, his body shook violently, bursting with golden light.

"Close your eyes and run!" Huang Yao pulled out the iron rod and jumped three feet away with a rise and fall.

Although Han Chuang didn't know what was going on, seeing the seriousness of what Huang Yao said, he also pulled Nie Qingqing up and quickly retreated. The brilliant light illuminated the entire hall, but it returned to calm in the next moment, and the original position of the immortal in the book was only curling green smoke and a bamboo slip lying quietly in the middle.

Huang Yao sighed and said, "It's over, it's over." ”

Han Chuang frowned slightly, "He's dead?"

Huang Yao said: "Dead, the dead can't die anymore." ”

He knew very well what his stick had ended, the life of an old ghost, his other half, and his former grudges, all steaming away with this curling smoke.

It's over.

Nie Qingqing pointed to the bamboo slip in the green smoke and said, "That's the secret record of Tongtian, right?"

Huang Yao didn't even look at it, and said, "That's right, that's the secret record of Tongtian." After a pause, he continued, "Take it if you want." ”

Nie Qingqing shook his head and said, "It's useless for me to take this thing." After seeing the ugliness of the immortals in the book, she lost interest in the so-called secret record of Tongtian.

Huang Yao sighed: "Actually, he used to be a good person, but it's a pity that he didn't control his greed. With a slight move of his right hand, the bamboo slip flew into his hand.

Huang Yao did not open the bamboo slip, but luck true qi, and the bamboo slip was immediately ignited by true qi.

Seeing this, Han Chuang said in a low voice, "Why did you destroy it?"

Huang Yao smiled slightly: "The natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death, ghosts also have the five decays of heaven and man, so they should leave when the time comes, instead of becoming a slave to something." ”

"That's a good point!" Nie Qingqing said with a smile, "This secret record of the heavens is something that harms people." ”

Huang Yao shook his head, raised his right hand, and the bamboo slips that had been burned to ashes were scattered in the air.

"You're going to the third floor?" he said, pointing to a passage in front of him, "from there." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "You won't stop us?"

"I'm going to stop it," Huang Yao smiled, "but unfortunately I didn't see it." As soon as he had finished speaking, he turned away.