One hundred and twenty miles to the west of the capital city of Yuanzhou, there is a martial arts sect that covers a wide area, and the three big characters of the Lingjian Pavilion on the archway of the main gate are elegant, showing the meaning of agility.

Lingjian Pavilion is backed by Yuanzhou Mansion and faces Taixuan Mountain, and the pavilion master Yue Dong is good at dancing with long sleeves, whether it is with the official government yamen or with the Taixuan faction, they all maintain a relatively good relationship.

In this way, it has a transcendent status that is difficult for other gangs to compare.

The ancestors of the Yue family also came from the martial arts faction.

The family tradition of internal practice directly refers to the perfection of practicing dirty, coupled with the smart and elegant swordsmanship, and the unique forging and sword refining technique, which is well-known in the entire Yuanzhou.

As a result, it has attracted many young people to come to study, and in recent years, it has become more and more prosperous.

In the afternoon, the warm sun slanted down, making people weak and drowsy.

At this moment, a long figure appeared outside the door of the Spirit Sword Pavilion.

The man looked like a middle-aged scribe who had traveled all the way here.

"This gentleman, did you come to this pavilion to order a sword?"

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion saw that the middle-aged man was extraordinary, and thought that he should be a big customer, so he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged man stopped outside the door, shook his head slowly, and said, "I have my own sword, so I don't buy a sword." ”

The disciple of the Spirit Sword Pavilion suppressed the slight doubts that rose in his heart, and then said with a smile, "Sir is not custom-made to build a sword, what is the so-called thing about coming here, is it to sign up to learn the sword?" ”

The middle-aged man still shook his head, looked at the plaque hanging high, his eyes fell on the three big characters of the Spirit Sword Pavilion, and suddenly let out a low sigh, "I just looked at this plaque as an eyesore, and I didn't want it to continue to hang here." ”

The face of the disciple of the Spirit Sword Pavilion changed suddenly, and he was about to say something, but there was a flash of cold light in front of him without warning.

When he looked at it again, it was empty, and the middle-aged man with the long sword hanging from his waist was gone.

"I guess I'm dreaming."

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion muttered to themselves, their eyes full of confusion and doubt.

Suddenly, there was a soft click, and it came from above the head.

He subconsciously looked up and saw that the plaque that had been hanging on the gatehouse for an unknown amount of time had been cut off by the waist.

And the incision is smooth and smooth, and there is hardly a trace of burr to be seen.

The spirit spirit shuddered, and the disciple of the Spirit Sword Pavilion suddenly thought of the long sword on the waist of the middle-aged man just now, but he couldn't recall no matter what, when that person took out the sword, and directly cut off the solid and heavy copper plaque.

Before he had time to bother with the crumbling plaque, he turned and ran inside the door.

Crossing the martial arts training ground where the outer disciples practiced swordsmanship, his footsteps continued to move forward, and soon he came to the door leading to the inner courtyard of the Sword Pavilion.

He stood there dumbfounded, reaching out against the door, but he felt so weak that he didn't dare push it away anyway.

A gust of autumn breeze blew, bringing a growing fishy sweet smell, spreading from the inside to the outside, quickly filling his side.

Boom!

The Spirit Sword Pavilion disciple swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

It was cold from head to toe.

At that moment, there was a soft creak.

The scarlet door slowly opened.

Revealing a purer patch of bright red inside.

"Who the hell are you, our Spirit Sword Pavilion has no grievances with you, why do you have to do this!?"

Yue Dongyu's face was gloomy, his eyes were frightened, and he looked at the corpses all over the ground in a daze, and he had a feeling of despair for a while.

"My surname is Ye, you shouldn't have heard my name."

The middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands, looking around expressionlessly, "I thought that you were also famous for the Sword Pavilion, and no matter what, they should have some outstanding swordsmanship."

It's a pity that the name of the Spirit Sword Pavilion is very loud, but Yu Xiujian's attainments are unusual, which disappoints me very much. ”

His gaze fell back on Yue Dongyu, and he sighed in a low voice, "You are so weak, so weak that you can't even take a sword from me casually." ”

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man slowly turned around, took his gaze away from the Spirit Sword Pavilion Master who had collapsed to the ground, and landed on the young disciple who was standing at the door in a daze.

"I just bothered you."

With a gentle smile on his face, he slowly walked past the Spirit Sword Pavilion disciple and quickly disappeared outside the gate.

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Pavilion watched the middle-aged man leave in a daze, and inexplicably felt some itching in his neck.

He raised his hand and scratched it slightly.

Swish!

Silently, a thin red line quietly appeared.

The next moment, he was horrified to find that his gaze was rapidly lowering until he fell to the ground.

As far as the eye could see, all you could see was a pair of black boots, stained with bright red blood.

"These are my own shoes."

An extremely strange thought flashed through him, and then the world swirled, enveloping everything in darkness.

The entire Spirit Sword Pavilion regained its calm.

Only the corpses scattered all over the place can tell what has just happened here.

"No matter what kind of garbage, dare to use the name of Sword Pavilion, it really stains my eyes."

On an autumn afternoon, Ye Qiyuan walked slowly, recalling the killing just now, and suddenly felt a little bored.

Click!

He stepped on a dead branch and did not go on, but turned his head to look towards the side of the road.

Just behind the tree more than ten meters away, a young woman in a green dress and a green skirt quietly walked out.

Ye Qiyuan's gaze swept over the woman's body, without any expression on her face, as if she was looking at the dead branch at her feet.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "It's Rong Yuan, you came to me, did you finally find out?" ”

"Finding the relics of the predecessors of the Sword Pavilion is a first-class event for me, if you have found it, you should be able to save yourself a lot of time and energy, and you don't have to look for clues in the Sword Cultivation Dojo like now."

"Rong Yuan has seen the Night Sword Master."

The young woman bowed on her knees, straightened her body and her expression became serious and solemn, "The juniors disturbed the seniors this time, but it was not because they found the relics left by the thirteen swordsmen back then, but because of another very important matter. ”

"Tell me something."

Rong Yuan lowered his eyes, not daring to look at him, "Back to the Night Sword Master, what the younger generation wants to say is that the martial artists sent to Taixuan Mountain by this sect have all been wiped out. ”

After a pause, her voice involuntarily lowered, "Miss Night Stalker, also disappeared during this mission, and her whereabouts are still unknown. ”

Quietly, the ambient temperature seems to drop.

Rong Yuan shivered, although he was in a sunny autumn afternoon, he felt like an ice cellar, cold from the tips of his hair to the tips of his toes.

After a long time, Ye Qiyuan's voice slowly sounded, with a palpitating coldness, "She doesn't want to stay by the old man's side, she has to go to Taixuan with you, and she wants to see the demeanor of the so-called sect."

Originally, the old man didn't want Xiao'er to leave, but because he heard what you said, there were three martial arts masters gathered in Taixuan, and she would definitely be able to keep her safe, so he was relieved to let her go for an experience. ”

He was still smiling, but his expression became distorted a little, "As a result, you suddenly ran over to me now and told me that even the three martial arts masters couldn't protect her?" ”

Rong Yuan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

She tried to calm her tone, "Back to the Night Sword Master's words, the two Sect Masters of this Sect, as well as one Northern Wilderness Sect Master, have not been able to come down from Taixuan Mountain. ”

Ye Qiyuan closed his eyes, "Do you know who killed her?" ”

Rong Yuan was just about to speak, when suddenly an eagle flew from a distance, circled in the air and landed accurately.

She took out the note and glanced at it, and her face suddenly changed again, "Our people saw that the building boat that the master of Ji Hall was riding on was far away from the waters of Taixuan Mountain, and was heading north along the river, towards Yuanshui Daze.

The ship is out of our control, and I wonder if something is wrong. ”

As soon as the words fell, Rong Yuan raised his head, only to find that the figure of the middle-aged man was already missing in front of him.

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The water surface is empty, and you can see the horizon of the water and sky from afar.

A luxury boat sails slowly through the water.

Although the wind and waves were strong, it could not cause any effect on the tall and heavy hull, and even felt too much shaking.

A few waterfowl frolicked and wandered on the shore, and from time to time they plunged into the water and feasted on a grass carp.

There is a black flag hanging on the mast, on the flag is a hideous dragon head that shows sharp fangs, and below is a horizontal stripe on a white background, and the three rough characters of the black dragon village are waving in the wind and clearly visible.

Two men in hardcover armed with long knives leaned against the guardrail, acting as a guard and standing guard.

Quietly, a figure appeared on the deck of the building, standing behind the two of them, listening to their rambling chatter.

After a few moments, the man left without a sound and entered the attic.

On the highest floor, there is a table of fine wine and food.

Fruits, vegetables, shrimp and fish, and a few plates of game that can only be caught in the mountains and forests.

Two men were sitting inside drinking.

One of them picked up his wine glass and said with a smile on his face, "Brother Zhang Luan, Jiao gives you a glass!" ”

"If it weren't for Brother Zhang's personal action this time, we are afraid that we would not be able to take the two guys on the boat, and we would have lost more brothers in vain."

Hearing this, Zhang Luan just smiled faintly, and his disdain was overflowing, "The master of Jiaozhai is polite, but it's just a gesture, just two martial artists who have just entered the practice, and it is natural to take them down, and it is effortless." ”

"Brother Zhang is a master on the red list, so naturally he doesn't need to take them seriously.

If you are like a foolish brother, even if you practice hard for another hundred years, I am afraid that you will not be able to reach your current height. ”

The owner of Jiaozhai drank all the wine in the cup, and then looked at the luxurious decoration in the attic, and could no longer hide his excitement.

The boat is parked by the river, and as long as you kill the people on board, you will become ownerless.

Now that he is in his pocket, it is also what it should mean.

"Martial arts practice, talent and qualifications are important, but chance is also indispensable, if the master of Jiaozhai had met a famous teacher when he was young, instead of going astray into the outer way, he might have already achieved higher achievements."

Zhang Luan smiled reservedly again, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork that was still steaming.

As a result, his hand was only halfway outstretched, but he was suddenly stunned.

stared at the other hand that appeared on the table without warning, and unceremoniously took away the whole pot of braised pork.

Boom!

The undisguised sound of chewing and swallowing rang out, lingering in the ears of the two.

"What man!?"

Zhang Luan's heart jumped suddenly, and he didn't even turn his head in a hurry, but with an instinctive reaction, he subconsciously pushed his elbow back.

Click......

can kill the tiger and leopard, the iron elbow of the stone rubble was gently and skillfully slapped open, and there was some hot pain at the contact site.

Zhang Luan's scalp suddenly went numb, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

I don't know how many bloody battles have created a ferocious temperament, he immediately surged with blood and blood, and his waist and legs were about to burst into a desperate fight.

At this moment, there was a soft click.

A few fingers rested on Zhang Luan's shoulder.

He was suddenly struck by lightning, as if his entire body had lost control at this moment.

It was a sad experience that he had never had before, and he almost couldn't stop screaming.

"Sit honestly and don't move, if you dare to knock over the table full of dishes, I'm going to drink you."

It was a young man's voice, which sounded calm and indifferent, but in the ears of the two of them, it was like the low roar of a demon before eating, making them palpitate with fear and make them almost unable to breathe.

Wei Tao finished eating the last slice of braised pork, took two steps forward and sat down at the table, unceremoniously picking up another bone stick.

The two of them didn't even dare to breathe, and watched in amazement as he swallowed the huge bone stick and the flesh and bones in just three or two bites.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen dishes were cleaned up.

Boom!

The Jiaozhai master's throat surged, swallowing saliva with difficulty, and his consciousness was almost a terrifying blank.

He glanced at Zhang Luan, only to find that the master on the red list was also full of fear, and even his body was trembling and twitching uncontrollably.

The master of Jiaozhai was confused, and even a little speechless.

The strength level of this young man on the table is terrifyingly high, not to mention putting it in their Black Dragon Village, even if all the water villages of Yuanshui Daze are added up, people who are stronger than him don't know if they have a hand.

However, he couldn't figure it out, no matter which force such a master was put in, he should be enshrined from above, why did this person look like he had been hungry for several days and hadn't eaten?

"Where's the wine?"

The master of Jiao Zhai, who was secretly thinking, was another spirit, and hurriedly picked up the wine jar from his side, and looked around for the unused wine cup.

Wei Tao snatched the wine jar with his hand, patted the mud seal and poured it directly into his mouth, and soon drank a jar of wine without a trickle.

He exhaled a breath of wine, took the fragrant tea offered by Zhang Luan's hands next to him, and then began to take a small sip.

"Although you are a Mizusawa bandit, your cooking skills are not bad."

After a few sips of tea, Wei Tao casually put down the cup, "Now turn around and dock, and follow me to pick up people on the boat." ”

After a pause, he said slowly, "Prepare one more table according to this standard, no, prepare three more tables of noodles, and someone will come to eat in a while." ”

"Understand, the small one makes people turn around and pick up the adult's friend."

The master of Jiao Zhai nodded, with a smile on his face, and was still carefully observing Wei Tao's expression.

This person's attitude can mean the difference between life and death.

Thinking that maybe this was his last meal, the master of Jiaozhai couldn't help but tremble, and he couldn't even stand on his feet.

"Go ahead, don't think anything about it."

Wei Tao was in a good mood, reached out and picked up the whole steamed fish, bit off most of it in one bite, and didn't even filter the fish bones, chewed it to crush and swallow it into his stomach in a few clicks.

Immediately afterward, he picked up another pot of medicinal porridge.

Suddenly, a soft sound interrupted his movements.

Quietly, the status bar appeared in front of you.

Another month passed, and the gold coin in the status bar spontaneously increased by one.

From seven to eight.

As for the dozen or so gold coins consumed, they were all used by him to improve his exercises in the past few days, and most of them were used up unconsciously.

Because of the reason that he was immediately facing the Xuangan Pass, Wei Tao did not go to improve the Xuanwu True Solution, and planned to wait until he returned to Qinglin Mountain, and after the guidance of Teacher Ni Yan, he would decide whether to directly open the door.

As for the cathode secret method, the current limit breaking third stage has already allowed him to pull his spiritual body to the limit, so it is also not the time to advance to the fourth stage of breaking the limit.

Therefore, the direction of his recent attack is Wuji Sanshou, as well as a certain exercise that he doesn't even know the name of.

Wei Tao's gaze turned, landing on the interface of Wuji's loose hand.

Name: Infinite Scattered Hands Flowing Clouds.

Progress: 120%.

Status: Breaking the limit of the second stage.

Description: After a deeper level of artistic conception comprehension and mutual confirmation with other exercises, this exercise has been evolved and improved.

He quickly looked at the interface adjacent to the Flowing Cloud Chapter.

Designation: Unknown Palm

Progress: 60 percent.

Status: Occupied.

Description: Mutually corroborating with other exercises, there are some variations in this exercise.

Wei Tao stared at the status bar interface of the unknown palm technique, and he didn't know how many times he fell into thought.

He didn't know the name of the palm spell, and he couldn't even determine why the figure in the Nine Dragons golden robe appeared in front of him.

I only know that it is very likely to be brought by the golden-backed flying insect, and it is related to Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou.

It was precisely because of his reputation as the number one in the world a hundred years ago that he was almost immersed in the past few days, recalling the memories of that time again and again, and finally successfully getting started and manifesting it in the status bar.

But then the problem arises.

Even with the existence of the status bar, he can only increase it to sixty percent of his progress, and if he goes up, he will not be able to continue, and he will not even be able to consume gold coins.

This has never been the case before.

Other exercises are improved through the status bar, and there is only a difference between whether they can break the limit or not, but it has never been like it, and when it reaches 60% progress, it cannot continue to improve.

Wei Tao thought about it and thought that this was not the reason for the status bar, the most likely thing was that the wisp of Martial Emperor's divine will was not complete, so he could not continue to ascend.

Only by obtaining the full inheritance of this set of exercises can we break through the limitations and practice them to the level of perfection or even breaking the limits.

However, even though it was only sixty percent progress now, he was already surprised by the power of this technique.

In particular, the mutual confirmation with Wuji and the double lotus is complementary, and the artistic conception is blended, which brings him a bright feeling.

Wei Tao gathered his thoughts and picked up the pot of medicinal porridge again.

After a series of battles and promotions, now ordinary warriors are no longer in his eyes.

Even if it is a grandmaster of the same level as the old monk of the Northern Wilderness, as long as his physical condition is intact, he dares to go up and try to fight with him, and he is confident that he will win the battle.

It's just that I don't know what level the top level of the Qinglian Sect that can drive the three grandmasters is at.

Wei Tao's mind turned, he still had a considerable degree of scruples about this organization that was gradually surfacing, and he couldn't have the slightest neglect and contempt.

I was eating happily when suddenly the deck shook slightly.

Footsteps approached quickly.

After a few breaths, the door of the attic was gently pushed open, and the master of Jiaozhai came in from outside.

He fell to his knees with a puff, "My lord, that friend of yours has arrived on the ship and is waiting on the deck below. ”

"Didn't I let them hide in a dense forest and wait, but now that the boat hasn't even docked to the shore, why did they come up so quickly?"

Wei Tao was puzzled, and asked again, "Also, the friend you just said about me, how many friends came to the ship?" ”

When the master of Jiaozhai heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, "My friend, isn't it the senior who wears a long sword at his waist?" ”

Wei Tao didn't respond, the tip of his nose twitched slightly, and he smelled a faint fishy sweet smell.

There is also a cold breath that seems to have enveloped the entire building ship.

He was silent for a moment, and his eyes fell on Zhang Luan, who was sitting stiffly on the side, "You go outside to see who is on the boat." ”

Zhang Luan didn't dare to say more, so he immediately stood up, came to the terrace outside, and stood on the edge of the railing.

Swish!

It was as if there was a breeze blowing.

It also brought a heavy chill, and even the temperature in the attic plummeted.

Before Zhang Luan could speak, he suddenly froze.

The next moment, with great horror, he saw an incomparably familiar body.

The body was dressed exactly like him.

Even the black mole on the neck is exactly the same size in position, and there is no difference in the slightest.

The only difference was that the body had no head on it, and it was still snorting blood from the broken neck.

"No, I seem to be flying ......"

"Am I not standing by the railing, why do I feel like I'm flying?"

Zhang Luan's heart was shocked, and he tried to keep his eyes open.

Then, to his horror, he found the headless corpse standing at the edge of the platform, close to the railing.

"How is that possible!?"

"I, I'm a martial arts master on the red list of the imperial court......"

His consciousness was shrouded in fear, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound, and he fell directly into the boundless darkness.

Puff ......

A head fell, right in the middle of the messy table.

A little vegetable soup splashed, mixed with the rapidly flowing blood and brain.

Wei Tao was expressionless, looking at Zhang Luan's eyes that had not yet closed.

At this moment, my thoughts flew inexplicably, thinking of the outside of Cangyuan City last winter.

Bai Lingyu suddenly made a move in the small courtyard without warning, took off the head of the Hu family's grandmother, and threw it into the copper pot to cook.

However, compared with Bai Lingyu's broken neck and skull, Zhang Luan, who was on the red list, died more lightly, without a trace of fireworks.

Suddenly, there was another pop.

The master of Jiao Zhai had a dull expression, his eyes were blank, and he collapsed to the ground.

Not long ago, he was still in high spirits, full of joy at getting a new luxury building ship, and won over Zhang Luan, a martial arts master on the red list, thinking that he would be able to open a new page in his life.

Not to mention anything else, at least you can compete for the upper hand in the various water villages of Yuanshui Daze, and even hope to sit in the first few positions.

However, only a short time has passed, and everything has disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Such a major blow from joy to sorrow made him seem to fall from the clouds into the abyss in an instant, and even his spirit had become a little abnormal.

Wei Tao pushed away the wooden chair at this time, slowly came to the terrace outside, and looked down.

There happened to be a middle-aged man in black clothes and black robes standing with his hands in his hands, also looking up.

The two looked at each other in the void, intertwined and touched.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes and said in a calm tone, "Who are you to dare to kill the boatman I found so hard?" ”

"It doesn't matter who I am."

The middle-aged man said lightly, "The important thing is how you got on this ship." ”

Wei Tao didn't speak, and took a step away from the side without warning.

Swish!

At that moment, a breeze blew.

Skimming past where he had been, then all the way forward, leaving a straight crack in the attic roof.

"With your age, you can even dodge my sword, and your strength level is far beyond the so-called Spirit Sword Pavilion Master, which is enough to be proud."

The middle-aged man quietly put his sword into its sheath and let out a sigh.

"Looking at your sword technique, I think it should be a swordsman from the Hidden Sword Pavilion who came from west to east." Wei Tao's face was expressionless, and the red robe on his body was windless.

"Oh? It's kind of interesting. ”

The middle-aged man smiled, "You can see where you came from at a glance, and you can't help but make the old man a little curious, what is the reason why you are so familiar with the swordsmanship of this sect." ”

Wei Tao didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "Old man, what's your name?" ”

"I am a sword master of the Sword Pavilion, seven yuan in the night."

"That's right."

Wei Tao replied with a gentle smile, "Not long ago, I met the night owl girl, who looks faintly similar to the old gentleman, but I don't know what your relationship is. ”

"You've seen a thug before!?"

Ye Qiyuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and his tone became a little urgent, "Where did you see her?" ”

Wei Tao sighed leisurely, "We first met in a small town at the foot of Taixuan Mountain, and on that rainy night, I had a good conversation with the night owl girl, and even left a token for each other.

I thought that we would never meet again, but who would have thought that the world would be so wonderful, and only one night later, the Night Stalker Girl and I were reunited in the wilderness outside the town, and we continued our unfinished fate. ”

Ye Qiyuan's mind turned, and he immediately asked, "Where is Xiao'er now, and what is the token she left for you?" ”

"Nightowl girl, she was still in the wilderness when I left, and I don't know if she will leave for another place later."

Wei Tao stared at Ye Qiyuan's eyes, and the smile on his face became more and more intense, "As for the token she left me, I can't show it to the old gentleman. ”

Ye Qiyuan held the hilt of the sword in his hand and took a step forward, "If you don't show it to me, you will die!" ”

"The old gentleman's murderous and awe-inspiring sword aura makes me a little uneasy, and I can't wait to show you the token immediately."

Wei Tao pressed his hands on the railing, and his voice suddenly became very soft, "However, the mark she left on me has long been healed intact, how can she let you see it?" ”

"What do you mean?" Ye Qiyuan frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

There was a soft click on the railing, and Wei Tao leaned forward slightly, "If the old gentleman wants to find Miss Night Stalk, he shouldn't talk to me here, but should go to that town right away." ”

"You mean, the owl is still there?"

"She should still be there, if she hadn't been taken away by wild dogs."

"...... you say" Ye Qiyuan's face changed greatly, and he had just said a word, but he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Bang!!!

In an instant, the entire pavilion shattered and disintegrated.

was swept away by the suddenly swollen and enlarged figure, and all of them roared downward.

Just after hearing the exact news of the night owl's death, Ye Qiyuan's cold and bright mood couldn't help but fluctuate a little.

At the same time, he saw a black and red figure like a demon, which seemed to be carrying the two or three stories of wooden buildings on the ship, and slammed down on him.

Bang!!!

The entire building ship sank abruptly.

The hull of the ship shattered, and there was a loud rumble.

All kinds of debris scattered in all directions, obscuring the two figures that were about to collide head-on.

Silently, a cold light pierced the void.

In an instant, the sword aura overflowed, and the killing machine was vertical and horizontal.

A straight crack was cut into the surface of the water, and even the bottom riverbed was clearly visible.

Even the bushes on the shore were flattened off a layer, and the corpses of the water thieves on the boat were also ground into bone chips and flesh.

Rumble!!!

A large wave exploded on the surface of the river, and two figures flew out of it, and then clashed violently in the shallows by the river.

Rumble!

After a misguided pass, the two separated abruptly and landed on the rocky beach on the shore at the same time.

Wei Tao walked out of the fallen bushes, and the black and red colossal body shook the ground slightly.

Even the water surface in the distance caused ripples at the same time.

Tick!

Tick tock......

The red blood trailed down his fingertips, more and more, faster and faster, and soon formed a pool of red water on the ground.

Wei Tao looked at the transparent wound in the palm of his left hand, and his face suddenly became cold and condensed at this moment.

In the other direction, Ye Qiyuan's face was gloomy, and there was also blood flowing between his mouth and nose.

"It's completely beyond my expectations, you have reached the level of a martial arts grandmaster at a young age.

And what surprised me even more was that in your moves, in addition to Xuanwu Dao and Wuji Palace, there was also the shadow of Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was really a terrifying talent qualification. ”

"But, I'm a kendo master!"

"As long as you have a sword in your hand, you will have an innate advantage against a qi and blood martial artist of the same level!"

He slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath full of blood, and his voice was cold and murderous.

"Innate superiority?"

Wei Tao grinned, revealing two rows of sharp fangs inside, "Without that sword, you're actually nothing." ”

He urged his qi and blood, stimulated his true strength, and his entire body was suddenly shrouded in a surging black and red aura.

"Old guy, wait until I kill you immediately, see what face you still have, and then say the four words of innate superiority!"

Bang!!!

The rocky beach by the river suddenly exploded into a thunderclap.

Wei Tao progressed and stepped on the ground, his spirit and spirit converged in one place, and the strength of his whole body was integrated, and then after thirteen concussions, he made every effort to control the cathode of the secret method.

Countless sand and gravel swept up from the shore, and roared towards the front overwhelmingly.

"This level of power ......"

"You want to wrap the sand and gravel with real strength to avoid my sword qi?"

"It's a stupid idea, and in my eyes, it's like suicide."

"Because you don't know what a kendo master is!"

Faced with such a ferocious blow, Ye Qiyuan bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of essence blood poured into the long sword in his hand.

His pupils contracted suddenly, and his eyes turned pure silver at this moment.

Rumble!

He held the three-foot Qingfeng back, but it was like dragging a sledgehammer, and he slashed forward with some difficulty.

A silver ripple crept in, and then spread out in all directions like lightning, colliding head-on with the roaring black-red storm.

In an instant, the sand stone turned into powder, and even the black and red true strength was cut and disturbed.

The silver ripple was only a little sluggish, and it continued to stretch forward, and in an instant, it was already in front of Wei Tao.

Let him have no way to dodge, no way to hide, the only option is to carry it hard.

"It's over, you can force my imperial envoy to make a killing move that hurts your vitality, and you are proud enough."

"Today in Yuanshui Daze, killing a genius martial artist who is the descendant of Emperor Wu will directly vent the sword intent killing machine that has been accumulated in my chest for a long time, and I don't know how long it will take to recover intact."

Ye Qiyuan's face was covered with blood, and the silver in the center of his eyes began to dissipate.

But in the next moment, he was stunned without warning.

Looking at the black and red figure that was about to be cut into pieces, his expression was inexplicably solemn, and there was a little confusion and confusion.

Swish!

The silver ripples continued forward, suddenly sinking into a dense scarlet net.

Click!

Click, click!

It was like a sharp and indestructible sword wind, hitting a blood-colored spider web that was extremely dense and tenacious.

The two annihilated each other and clashed violently.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Without warning, there was another soft click.

After all, the silver ripples had broken through the barrier of the blood-colored network and were about to slash at the blood-drenched black and red body.

Ye Qiyuan's eyes did not blink for a moment, staring at him still.

His eyes were full of anticipation, as if he had returned to the first time he picked up the sword, wondering if he would be able to pierce the stake in front of him.

Bang!!!

At this moment, thunder exploded.

The two black and red palms, but wrapped in a faint golden light, slammed down, colliding with the silver ripples.

In an instant, the golden light shattered, and blood splattered.

"Entangled in the blood web, there is even such an evil and bloody cultivation secret method!?"

"My strongest sword, I can't kill him!"

Ye Qiyuan's state of mind collapsed in an instant, and the killing sword intent plummeted, and he no longer had the ability and courage to fight again.

Even the future practice will be greatly affected by immeasurable immeasurability.

But for now, none of that matters anymore.

What really matters is whether he will survive or not has become a question.

Without any hesitation, Ye Qiyuan turned around and fled.

Even the saber that had accompanied him for decades, he just threw it on the ground, unwilling to let the speed of escape be affected even in the slightest.

At this moment, a low and suppressed roar suddenly came from behind him.

"With a sword in hand, you have an innate advantage!?"

"You destroyed my ship and stabbed me with so many swords, and you still want to turn around and escape!?"

Rumble!!!

The black and red storm rose again, and in an instant, it caught up with the figure that was running wildly.

dragged him frantically.

A deep trench was made of the beach, and then it was submerged into the water, blasting several large waves along the way, and then going ashore from the opposite side, smashing headlong into the stone mounds standing there, before the storm dissipated and finally stopped.

(End of chapter)