No one could see what was happening in the field, only the painful appearance of Shui Canglan and the slight sword sound emitted by the once world-famous sword like water, as if to pour out the pain of the master again.

For example, although the Water Sword Sect has been competing with the Lingyun Sword Sect for the position of the leader of the Qiyun Martial Arts Sword, he has not yet torn his face on the bright side, if the Water Canglan has a mistake in the formation, I am afraid that his sect master father will set off a bloody storm in the martial arts, which is also what the Lingyun Sword Sect and the Reverse Sword Sect do not want to see.

Yuwen Tuo asked Xiaojie to guard Jiang Ningxue, who was exercising his breath and internal injuries, and when his body moved, he had already jumped to Shui Canglan's side, and when he looked closely, Yuwen widened his eyebrows and frowned, because the fingertips of Shui Canglan's face were constantly oozing blood, and he was very miserable when he was wailing and rolling.

Shui Canglan heard someone approaching him, and he didn't know whether it was friend or foe, at this time, there was only a piece of blood red left in front of him, and he couldn't see anything else, so he could only threaten and shout to give himself courage.

"I am the Young Sect Master of the Rushui Sword Sect, do you know who my father is? Hurt me, I want you to die without a place to bury..."

Poor people must have something to hate, Yuwen Tuo looked at the water Canglan, who was also the leader of Qiyun Wulin in this generation with himself, his eyes were already destroyed, where was there still half a cent of flowers, and he was in high spirits after defeating the enemy, and sighed in his heart, he still lived in his acupuncture points at a rapid point.

Shui Canglan immediately fainted, and when his hands covering his face fell to the ground, Yuwen Tuo was not only shocked when he saw the wounds in his eyes, but also the injuries in Shui Canglan's eyes were terrifying, as if they had been swept by a sharp blade, and the wounds in his eyes turned outward, and his eyes were destroyed, and there was no room for rescue.

Yuwen Tuo hurriedly took out the best gold sore medicine he carried with him from his arms, temporarily stopped the bleeding for Shui Canglan, and looked back at the young man in green shirt not far away, the strange mystery of the fairy in the mist has not yet been solved, and now Shui Canglan is also injured. At present, there are only three people left in this place, who still have the strength to fight, himself, Xiaojie and the young man in green shirts, and the assassin who injured the water has not yet appeared, so he can only pin his hopes on the young man in green shirts.

With his keen perception, Gu Xiao dodged the fierce meaning of the attack from behind, and at this time, he also saw the wounds in the eyes of Shui Canglan, who had passed out, and realized that the fierceness just now, if he hit himself under the sneak attack, it would be absolutely good to be able to see the danger, looking around the field, Gu Xiao immediately found something strange.

His eyes fell on the man in black who was firmly nailed in the snow by the green silk, Gu Xiaoxing's eyes shrank sharply, because the green silk on the man in black was gone, and he still maintained a strange posture of holding the ground with one hand.

A strange "crackling" bone meridian snapping sound came from the man in black, and the man in black slowly stood up after being unrestrained by green silk.

This scene made the hairs of several people present stand on end, and the people in black pierced the black man up and down, even if he was lucky not to die, he must not be able to move, and now not only the green silk is gone, but the action of slowly getting up is no different from when he appeared in the formation, as if the green silk through the body has healed.

The woman in black beside Gu Xiao saw the moment the man in black got up again, her eyes flashed with joy, as if she didn't remember that the man in black was about to take her life.

However, everything that happened now did not distract the young man in green shirt, Gu Xiao Xing's eyes were firmly locked on the man in black, and he didn't figure out what kind of exercises or strength made him able to get up again under this heavy blow, Gu Xiao didn't dare to move, so he could only be careful and watch the man in black's every move.

When everyone was in the limelight, the strange sound on the man in black had stopped, and as the man in black raised his head, the black cloth that had previously covered his face was cut by thousands of green silks, and fell from his face, revealing a bloodless pale face in front of everyone, which complemented his indifferent and empty eyes.

The green silk Jiao he used by himself was indeed a supreme killing move, although he got up, his chest, limbs, and even the pale face were all scars pierced by the green silk, and there was still no blood, and the wound kept flowing black liquid, just like Gu Xiao had cut off his fingers before, under the stunned gaze of everyone, under these scars, fine Dao Dao green silk had emerged, sewing up his wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The face of the man in black Gu Xiao looked at it clearly, and the woman in black who was injured on the side could also see it clearly, although she was sure in her heart, until the masked scarf of the man in black fell, the woman's eyes were already full of tears, maybe she was excited and pulled the wound, or the internal injuries that had been suppressed for a long time were troubled, and the violent cough made the woman can't help coughing up blood.

Gu Xiao took the changes in the woman's expression into his eyes, and was sure that the woman must know the identity of the man in black, but there is one thing that Gu Xiao has always been unable to figure out, since the woman knows the man in black, why does one of these two want to kill He Ji and the other to save people, this fundamentally does not make sense, and when the man in black and the woman fight, he never left his hand, and he does not seem to know the old friend at all...

Gu Xiao was still thinking about the relationship between the two, but the man in black moved, not like when he appeared, his sluggish figure, the man in black stepped on the ground, his body was like a sword, and he came towards Gu Xiao.

Shocked in his eyes, Gu Xiao used the flaws in the black-clothed man's body method to defeat him under his own Qingsi Technique, but he didn't expect that less than half an hour had passed, and the black-clothed man seemed to have changed his person.

Only then did he jump into the air, but he saw the man in black closing his palm in the void, and a visible true qi condensed in his palm, different from the palm style of ordinary martial artists, the true qi in the palm of the man in black had gradually taken shape, and when Gu Xiao jumped up and had no strength under his feet, the man in black had already jumped to the place where Gu Xiao was standing, and raised his hand indifferently, and the true qi came out with his palm.

Gu Xiao hurriedly rushed out, relayed his feet with his feet, and twisted his body in the air, wanting to dodge the palm of the man in black, but he didn't feel the palm wind sweeping by his side during the tumbling, and he turned over and landed, but he saw a frightening scene.

The man in black slapped his palm, not at Gu Xiao, but at the night sky, as Gu Xiao settled down, followed the direction of the man in black, looked up, and saw that the night sky full of lonely stars was actually blocked by the true qi condensed in the palm of the man in black, and with the stars and moonlight being blocked, this place was even more in a depressing and murderous atmosphere, in Gu Xiao's opinion, the true qi that blocked the night sky was more like... The heart-warming fog that a few people saw when they first entered the eight formations of Shimen. 33

"I see, the predecessor of the Immortal in the Fog was you..."Gu Xiao muttered, before the words fell, he heard the applause in the sky like thunder, and the palm shadows condensed by the heart-stirring fog fell like raindrops.

The palm shadow contains light, such as drilling out of the fog in the sky, and carrying the mist at the end, like a meteor falling to the ground, and the young man's figure will be covered in an instant, Gu Xiao raised his head, and countless palm shadows were reflected in the starry eyes, covering the moon and the sun, and it was inevitable in an instant.

Whether it is Yuwen Tuo or Xiao Jie, or Jiang Ningxue, they are all surprised to see the palm shadow covering the young man in green shirts, especially Jiang Ningxue, regardless of internal injuries, forcibly cut off the true qi of internal injuries, the sword is already in his hand, and he is about to go to help the young man in green shirts to block the palm shadow in the sky, but before she can get up, Xiao Jie's figure has come out like an arrow, jumping to his friend, among several people, only Yuwen Tuo is the closest to Gu Xiao, he can't care about anything else, the reverse blade knife has been unsheathed, seeing that the palm shadow has arrived, it is too late to help the young man in green shirts.

This kind of realm of life and death, déjà vu, in the He family's ring, when fighting against the snow curtain scimitar, the young man in green shirt was in a desperate situation, comprehended the sword intent taught by the master, and broke the enemy with a sword.

The night was bleak, the palm wind was blowing, the young man suddenly felt that time was slow, whether it was the swaying winter wind, or the palm shadow in the sky, Gu Xiao's mind was clear, the starry eyes were everywhere, and the momentum of fellow friends jumping to help came into view, and it seemed that they were all temporarily stopped at this moment.

Pieces of memories came to mind, and she also promised Lin'er to accompany her to see the "Central Plains Sword God" Likurong, and to go back to the mountain with Uncle Li to accompany the master to have a good Yuan Ri Festival, and to help Brother Tianya fulfill his wish...

If Gu Jianyi's sword conferral intention is full of regret and sorrow, then what shines in the young star's eyes is the light of hope, which is different from the faint light when he broke through the snow curtain scimitar, and now this light of hope has been like a popular crossing the already dim galaxy, with the momentum of the prairie fire, instantly lighting up the entire galaxy.

As if feeling the master's state of mind, the broken moon chirped slightly, as if it was chanting with the moonlight and stars that were obscured by the thick fog.

The winter wind and his friend's body seem to be back to normal, and the palm shadow in the sky is about to engulf the young man's body, but the young man's eyes are not panicked, but he closes his eyes slightly, and feels the palm momentum with the sword intent that flashed in Shicai's heart, and the broken moon in his hand is also shining with a light that he has never had before.

A beam of light appeared, sprinkled on the young man's green shirt, but the moonlight of the night had already been obscured by the fog used by the man in black, where did the light come from.

Not only Yuwen Tuo and a few people followed the light, but even the man in black looked up with indifferent and empty eyes, and at some point, in the mist that covered the night sky, it seemed that a gap had been cut, and the moonlight was shining on the young man in green shirt along the gap.

At this time, the moonlight is not as cold as before, but like the sun, it will disperse the winter, let the galaxy be bright, and the hand interrupts the moon to absorb the brilliance of the moon, and the sword light seems to be able to compete with the moonlight of the moonlight.

Raising his hand and raising his sword, the young man opened his eyes, and there was already starlight flowing in his eyes that were as bright as a galaxy, and with the shadow of his palm covering the sky, the young man's figure was engulfed in it...

The stirring snow dispersed, followed by the snow covering the soil, the palm momentum continued, the man in black suddenly raised his head, the fog that covered the moonlight, seemed to feel the meaning of the man in black, quickly gathered, and converged towards the palm of the man in black, and after a while, the entire fog of the heart has been condensed by the man in black into the size of a palm.

However, the condensation of this palm seems to have exhausted the strength of the man in black's life, not only his eyebrows and eyes are trembling, but even the hand that moves the palm has been shaken by the power of the palm, and the skin and flesh are shaking, but the man in black doesn't seem to feel the pain of the flesh, and only forcefully pushes the condensed palm momentum towards the place where the smoke and snow curtain is, and the mist is turned into a palm by the man in black, and he rushes towards the place where the young man is.

The palm is up, the night is silent, the east wind is weak, and the world is different.

This palm already contains the power of knowing the heavens, and it swept through the land of the young man in an instant.

The sound rises, the palm is exhausted, and the dust is settled.

The man in black used this palm, as if his soul had been drained, and he knelt on the ground, only his indifferent eyes were still fixed on the place where the young man was standing, Xu is Xiang saw the tragic situation of the young man being killed by his palm.

But what came into his dark and indifferent eyes was a different scene.

In the smoke and dust, there is a sword light flickering, just like the moonlight sprinkled on the young man in the night, the sword light in the smoke and dust is like turning snow to find spring, burning lamps to continue the day.

But in this sword light, there was no human figure, only the voice of Lang Ran came from it.

"Leaning on the moonlight, shining hope..."

Some people died, but not completely......