"Die! Funeral Blade!"

Liu Sheng's face was gloomy and cold, and the countless sword shadows pulled out by the sharp blade in his hand returned to one, and went straight to Pang Moutian Linggai, wanting to split Pang in half!

The combat power of the grandmaster master is not to mention a person, even if it is a small stone mountain, it can be split.

The onlookers were all infected by this kind of fist-to-flesh sword and bloody battle, and they were all moved when they saw that the new master was about to be killed!

As soon as Niu Jizong's legs weakened, he knelt on the ground, dumbfounded.

He couldn't believe that Pang, who had always been invincible, was going to die here, what should his Niu family do?

What should he do with Niu Jizong?

A squeak, a sharp sound into the bone!

Liu Sheng Fuxue was overjoyed, what his master had never done, he had done?!

This sudden achievement made him unbelievable that the death knife that suppressed a generation of Tianjiao was going to die in his own hands?

"Hahahaha!"

Yanagi Fukiyuki laughs wildly!

Yes, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a mortal!

And now, his own sword should have slashed into his skull, how else could he resist?

"Pang Xiao!

I didn't think you had it today!?

I'm blowing snow in Liusheng, and I should be the best in the world, so you should die!"

Yanagi Fuxue's hand holding the hilt of the sword began to change posture constantly, and the blade inserted into Pang Xiao's skull rotated wildly in Pang's skull with the urging of Yanagi Fuxue, trembling!

Large flakes of blood, bone residue, and body fluids were red, white, and yellow, spurting like fountains.

[It's over, it's all over!] 】

Niu Jizong's eyes were dark, and he only felt that his life was dark, and he fell to the ground in a coma, not knowing life and death.

Pang Mou held the blade of the sword in both hands and wanted to resist, but unfortunately he only had the talent to fight, and he tried his best to break free from Yanagi Fuxue's sword!

[Pang Xiao?

Who is Pang Xiao?

Why does it sound so familiar to me?

It turned out that I ...... It's Pang Xiao. 】..

Laugh at!

Liu Sheng's sword blowing snow, like a cow, removed all the flesh and blood on Pang's body.

The scene was a mess, and the viewers were all swaying and their livers and gallbladders trembling violently.

The timid immediately squirted out the meal he ate last night, and the bile also spilled all over the ground.

[Finally dead!] 】

Yanagi Fuyuki was stunned for a while, his expression was relieved for a while, and his face relaxed and revealed his signature smile.

In the end, he won!

Coming to the Central Plains, the harvest is far greater than imagined.

"Alas......

A sigh almost made Yanagi blow the snow into a rage.

When I saw the source of the sound, I almost dropped my jaw in shock.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

It was none other than Pang Xiao, who was supposed to be dead anymore.

"I'm not human...... It's not a ghost, I'm ...... But a soul looking for detachment.

It's a pity that it can't be ...... after all."

The skeleton sighed, its jaws moved up and down, and it was supposed to be unable to make a sound because of the lack of vocal cords, but at this time, it strangely told the problems encountered.

"Souls?

Then go where you need to go!

This is a mortal world, please leave!"

Yanagi Fuyuki looked at the skeleton in front of him, and it was rare that he was not impulsive.

I don't know why, the moment he saw this skeleton, he felt a faint sense of foreboding, as if something bad would happen.

"Leave? yes, the way I'm now, that's a failure."

The skeleton continued to say in frustration, "It's not me, the heavens are impermanent.

Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone."

Liu Sheng Fuxue put his sword into the sheath: "Since the predecessors have already understood it thoroughly, why don't you retreat and cultivate in order to improve, this seat will not forgive."

Accompaniment."

He wanted to slip away.

This weird smile is like a huge and dangerous chicken rib.

There's no need to be hard-hitting.

"Huh!"

The skeleton laughed, it should have been a laugh: "Cultivation, look at the skeleton of this seat, the only meridian flesh and blood have been cut off by you, how can you still cultivate?"

At the beginning, my spiritual consciousness was completely closed in my muscles and bones, and I gave up all my flesh and blood, just to understand the secret of the end of life and death!

In order to bloom a fairy true spirit on the original body.

Who knew that it hadn't succeeded yet, first the flesh and blood were made up by Niu Qing's old bastard, and now you have cut the foundation again!

Even if the old man has a death knife, he doesn't have many days to live.

Today, I will kill you!"

Pang Xiao laughed: "A certain is a dead knife Pang Xiao! Hahahaha, die!"

The emerald green wooden knife suddenly let out baby-like sobs, and then the light shone brightly, enveloping the skeleton.

A moment later, a handsome and athletic man appeared in front of everyone, his loose bangs flying in the wind, thin lips and jade face, and indescribable romance.

A pair of skins is better than Yanagi blowing snow.

The heart, shoulders, elbows, and feet are all covered with green light armor, and this afterlife knife turned out to be a pair of fist armor.

"Afterlife knife smile?

That's two hundred years ago!

Oh no, it's bad, the martial arts are going to be finished!"

"Death knife Pang smile, Mom, I have seen a living legend!"

"Impossible, Pang Xiao had his head cut off by a sword during the decisive battle with the Sword Saint Zuo Xinning, and now this must be a fool!

He must be a fake!"

Pang Xiao, who has suppressed martial arts for more than a hundred years, is as notorious as Zuo Xinning.

Pang Xiaolang smiled, "Little guy, is Zuo Xinning okay?

As a successor, you're a bit of a trick and a bit obscene.

Back then, that bastard was dedicated to martial arts, but he would not be used by others, and he would become an eagle dog in the hands of others."

"To each his own master.

Although my master is now deceased, it is not something you can humiliate!"

Yanagi Fuyuki took a step back, his hand on the hilt of his sword again.

"Tricks!"

Pang smiled and said, "Back then, your master's old horseman used the way of sleeve arrows, which saved the time for sword drawing.

You don't think that in front of me, there is a chance to use a sword."

"Senior, since you have regained your former divine consciousness and spiritual sense, why bother with the juniors, you have to fight with me?"

Pang Xiao's momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and the terrifying energy is rising, even if you don't have to look at it, everyone can feel that there is a sun in front of you, all the time, unlike the huge energy that emanates from the surroundings.

"Although Niu Qing's old puppet has ruined my cultivation, he can still be regarded as kind to me.

I heard that people die as ghosts, but these mundane things, cause and effect are involved, and the old man may be able to go to the next level.

Boy, you must have seen the horror of the demons in your heart, so why bother talking about it!

Warrior, fight!"

As a senior master, especially in the face of a disciple of an old man, Pang Xiao has no tasteless first.

Warriors, battles?

Yes, warriors, fight!

"Senior, offended!"

Yanagi Fuyuki understands where his previous bottleneck is!

His bottleneck is that after his cultivation is high, he likes to look ahead and look backward in everything, and he can no longer "fight" as he wants.

"Sword Blade Thousand Sakura!"

Yanagi's sword of blowing snow disappeared, and the apricot blossom building bloomed endlessly, like falling snow.

The blowing snow in Yagyu is also gone, and the crazy cherry blossom-colored tornado is gathering strength.

"Well done!"

Pang Xiao collided with his fists and let out a soft sound of gold and iron: "It's been a long time since I've been so enthusiastic, today, let's have a hearty battle."

Let's go!"

Bang!

Pang Xiao turned into a cloud of green light and rushed into the cherry blossom tornado.

All of a sudden, the wind and clouds changed color, and there were many visions, no one could see the battle situation clearly, only the energy that escaped from the angle from time to time blew up the surrounding buildings from time to time, proving that the two were engaged in a fierce battle!

This is the battle of the masters.

Ordinary people can't observe, figure out, or evaluate with the naked eye!

This battle lasted until the evening.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured on the top of the Xinghua Building, which was particularly magnificent for a while.

Phew, the green light is gone.

Just as it comes suddenly, it goes strangely.

"Senpai! ……」

"Oh, boy, you're good.

The cultivation is good, the luck is good, I am approaching, and I can't fight anymore.

You've won."

Only Yanagi Fuyuki knows how hard this battle is!

The death knife, Pang Xiao, is almost immortal!

Under the full burst of strength, any injury can be recovered almost instantly, such an enemy, no wonder his master would say that this person is his lifelong enemy.

With such a strong Pang Xiao, let's ask, if he is not defeated by the certainty of pursuing the peak of martial arts, who can defeat him?

"Senpai, I didn't win."

"Boy, Huaxia is very complicated, you better leave quickly!

Lest......

A body of cultivation turned into a painting cake.

Do it yourself!"

After speaking, the flesh and blood on Pang Xiao's body gradually disappeared, and he returned to the appearance of a skeleton.

The afterlife knife was also broken into section after section and merged into the bone.

Everything seems to be an illusion, but the gradually darkening sky proves that all this has happened in real life, and it is not a fantasy of people.

Today's two battles have pushed the prestige of Yanagi Fuxue to the peak.

Two grandmaster-level masters, one defeated and one died, and all the people in the rivers and lakes were extremely gloomy in their hearts.

The master of the grandmaster realm, that is, the existence of the sky, not to mention a small sect, even if it is a famous and decent sect, there are few masters like this.

"What to do?

We don't have anyone in Da Zhou?"

"How come, haven't you heard of it, the master is in the folk?.

Someone must be able to deal with him."

The man seemed a little incredulous when he finished speaking, and added, "At least we can contend with it."

"Don't be so upset, you guys."

A bald-headed monk's eyes were full of confidence: "Other monks don't dare to say it, at least someone in our Buddhist sect will definitely be able to win against him!"

"Who?"

"Master Zhitong!"

Zhitong?

Yanagi Fuxue is a little disdainful, isn't he just a liar monk?

If it were usual, this mouthy-tongued little monk would have died.

But today, he is now feeling a little unwell.

Yanagi Fuxue covered his waist, and his voice trembled a little: "You go and bury this pile of skulls, and you will be allowed to come again tomorrow."

"Yes."

Huan San was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect him to have such a fate.

Soon, the funeral procession that had not finished working in Rongguo Mansion was invited here by Jia Huan and collected Pang's bones.

"Go back, come back tomorrow."

After Liu Sheng finished speaking, he quickly returned to Xinghua Tower, and the powerful sword intent instantly exploded, ten times stronger than before!

If before, the peripheral Jianghu personnel could barely detect the movements of Yanagi Blowing Snow, at this time, people at the same distance must have vomited blood and seriously injured.

He seems to be really stronger......

Rongguo Mansion, the sky gradually darkened.

Liu Xianglian and Su Jinghuan were waiting for boredom, and Snow Goose came in with the girl who came to deliver dinner: "Yo, the girls are still full of water.

You two, how

Don't change your clothes?

Look, the hearts of the two of you are higher than the sky, and it is also successful, there is something that you need to do tonight, as long as you do it, whether you want to stay or want to leave, Rongguo Mansion will not stop you, how about it?"

Liu Xianglian and Su Jinghuan glanced at each other, and they both had a hunch that the truth about Rongguofu's collusion with the Shaoxing prefect to sell women would soon come to light.