The man in black only took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, looked at Xue Cheng, and smiled proudly: "If not, how can I attract you?" He immediately changed color, and said in a cold voice: "Hmph, it was very cool to chase me just now, right? Now, it's my turn!"

A strange black mist rose on the sword body again, and the black-clothed man flickered in his footsteps, and instantly swept more than ten zhang, slashing down at Xue Cheng, and in the howling wind, there was a faint sound of ghosts crying wolves.

Xue Cheng's heart was shocked, as if he was disturbed by this sound, and he didn't make a move in time.

In a trance, he suddenly had a spirit, only to see that what he saw in front of him was all black, as if there were countless resentful spirits hidden in it, rushing and roaring, wanting to devour everything, in a panic, he had to quickly block with his sword, and at the same time his body quickly retreated, dodging the attack of the man in black.

With a soft click, Xue Cheng felt a chill in his chest, and the black mist actually passed through his sword, cutting a long hole in his clothes, revealing his close-fitting clothes, and his soul was shocked at this time, and his body changed direction several times in a row, wanting to get out of the opponent's attack range.

But the black sword was always within a foot of him, and it seemed that if he hadn't been turning, he would soon have been caught up by the man in black.

Dao Yuan was in the distance, although he couldn't see the specific situation clearly, but he also understood the general situation, and he wondered in his heart: As a messenger, this Xue Cheng should be very good at speed, why can't he escape the other party's attack?

was wondering, but found that there seemed to be something wrong with the sword spirit, and he said in a puzzled voice: "What's wrong with you?"

The sword spirit didn't look back, still looking ahead intently: "You take a closer look at the man in black, can you see what is wrong?"

Dao Yuan was slightly surprised, not understanding why he said this, but he still observed it carefully.

After a moment, he said with some hesitation: "I felt this way just now...... His moves and styles seem to be a little evil?"

"It's not evil...... It's demonic energy!"

"Demon Qi?" Dao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said incredulously: "You mean, this person is actually a demon?!"

Sword Spirit shook his head slightly: "No, he's a human, but ...... He must have been exposed to something demonic, which is why he is in the current situation, for example, the sword......"

Hearing what the sword spirit said, Dao Yuan immediately woke up, he felt that something was wrong with the man in black at the beginning, but what was wrong, he couldn't say it for a while, and when he looked at it again, he really found something strange, and he couldn't help but secretly admire the sword spirit's vision.

"The source is really that sword! Could it be that it's a demon weapon?"

"It's hard to say. The sword spirit thought for a moment: "But I don't feel like it's, because the demonic nature of that sword is not very powerful, but it seems to have been trained again and added some kind of monster, or it was placed in a place with a very heavy demonic nature for a long time and was contaminated with demonic energy." Otherwise, with the physique of a human being, if it was a real magic sword, he would have been eroded by the powerful demonic nature long ago, and thus become a complete madman!"

"I'll fight with you!"

Dao Yuan wanted to ask again, but suddenly heard Xue Cheng's angry roar, so he had to suppress his doubts and concentrate on looking.

At this time, Xue Cheng had several more sword marks on his body, and it was very deep, the blood flowing out of those wounds was actually dark in color, and as the strength flew down, the grass that was stained on the ground soon became dry and withered, and there was no vitality, his hair was a little scattered, his pale face was full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the man in black, eager to eat it alive and chop it into meat sauce.

"Now, you finally know the benefits of speed!" Compared to Xue Cheng, the situation of the man in black is much better, although he has also spent a lot of true yuan, but there are no scars on his body, but his clothes are a little messy, he keeps his hands on it, and said in a cold voice: "Fight, you can't beat me, run, you can't outrun me." Xue Cheng, obediently accept your fate, in this way, I can give you a happy ......"

"I admit your mother's life!" Xue Cheng is no longer only defending and not attacking like before, he is determined to break the cauldron and sink the boat, let go of it, and a long sword flies up and down, all of which are fierce and ruthless offensive moves, only when the opponent's sword stabs at his own vital point, he will resist it slightly, and the rest is almost all lifeless attacks, attacks, and attacks......

After fighting for so long, he has already seen that there is indeed a gap between his strength and the other party, if it is under normal circumstances, it may be easy to defeat himself, but it is even more difficult to kill himself. However, the bad thing is in the opponent's weapon, that sword is too weird and powerful, long and short, real and false, so that I don't know how to parry, and all the wounds on my body are also caused by this. And those wounds were itchy at this time, as if they had been poisoned by some kind of poison, if they continued like this, I was afraid that I would really die.

After understanding the current situation, Xue Cheng was angry, really angry. This kind of anger that originated from the fear in his heart changed his combat effectiveness in an instant, and he actually fought both offensive and defensive, advancing and retreating, of course, at the cost of adding a few more wounds to his body.

The man in black saw his intentions, and was not in a hurry, and while protecting himself, he actually fought with him.

However, the wind does not end, the rainstorm does not end, and the time for a moment of courage will eventually pass, and soon, Xue Cheng's true yuan is a little weak, and the offensive will slowly weaken, and it will no longer be so fierce.

The corners of the black-clothed man's mouth were slightly raised, and he suddenly slashed out more than ten swords, forcing Xue Cheng to be in a hurry, his right hand suddenly loosened, and the broken sword came out like lightning, and quickly shot at Xue Cheng's throat.

Xue Cheng's body leaned back suddenly, and the broken sword flew past the tip of his nose, and the strong wind that brought it cut his face with pain, and suddenly his heart was beating again. Just when he straightened up, still wondering why the other party was like this, the black-clothed man's palms had already slapped to his chest like thunder.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The fierce and uncast palms were directly imprinted on Xue Cheng's chest, and more than ten palms in a row, and when each palm hit, there would be a thick and violent True Yuan penetrating through his body, impacting his meridians and flesh, destroying his internal organs.

With a few dull screams, Xue Cheng was like a kite with a broken string, spitting blood and flying far away, and the long sword in his hand didn't know where it fell.

"You...... What kind of kung fu are you ......?"

Xue Cheng only felt that everything was burning, his whole body was in pain, he almost lost consciousness, and he was unable to stand up again, but the man in black shocked him more than he was injured, he was half lying on the ground, vomiting mouthfuls of blood from time to time, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair.

"People who are dying, do you know these things!?" The man in black squirmed rapidly in his throat for a while, and gasped for several breaths, only then did he feel a little better, obviously, this move was not a light burden on him, and the true yuan in his body was almost exhausted.

"This ...... It's not ...... at all It's not a human exercise! What the hell are you ...... What kind of person!"

"Hehe, what's the matter, as long as you can kill people, what does it matter?" The man in black looked slightly sluggish, and then smiled evilly: "I won't tell you, if you want to know, just go to hell and ask......"

He came to Xue Cheng's side and slowly raised his palm, his eyes full of happiness.

Xue Cheng sighed, closed his eyes and looked up.

At this moment, a very ethereal and vicissitudes of voice sounded.

"What if I wanted to know now?"

The man in black was really surprised, he couldn't care about Xue Cheng, he suddenly turned around, and asked angrily, "Who is it!?"

In the dim moonlight, a ghost-like figure walked slowly like a volley, the breeze stirred his black robe, like an undead wrapped in the shadows, full of shadows, giving people an extremely unreal feeling.

"You...... Is it a human or a ghost?" This time, it was the turn of the man in black who was shocked.

"Me?" The 'shadow' seemed to be answering the words of the man in black, and it was also like saying to himself: "It's not a ghost, it's not a human, I'm ......" He suddenly exuded momentum and said awe-inspiringly: "...... God!"