The Zen mind flies through the darkness.

He was anxious and felt a lot of pressure at the same time.

This kind of pressure is the most real perception of the spiritual intent of the dark abyss as a patron of the dark abyss.

In other words, even the Abyss of Darkness is in a hurry.

Although the Zen mind clearly understands that the black abyss does not have the self-will that a living being should have, it is in a hurry.

Guiding him, it can even be said that he is urging him to go and save the life of the Henglian Grandmaster who carries the spiritual intent of the Black Abyss.

In fact, without the guidance of the Black Abyss's spiritual will, Zen Xin would never sit idly by and let the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion take action.

After all, during his recent trip to the Nine Saints Mountain, his biggest gain was to accept this Henglian Grandmaster to see the Black Abyss.

Not only did it make Hei Yuan's spiritual intent more lively, but even the favor he received was a little stronger.

But for Zen mind, it's not so much about these changes that are more important.

Instead, through the conversation with the young Henglian Grandmaster, he was able to truly let go of his obsession, break through the obstacles, and figure out what he had to do to be worthy of his identity as a person favored by the Black Abyss's spiritual will.

The stronger the Dark Walker, the stronger the Black Abyss Spiritual Intent.

Regardless of whether they are good or bad, human or dog, as long as they can carry the spiritual will of the Dark Abyss and can continue to become forced to live, they are the most devout disciples of the Black Abyss.

What three animals and six animals, what worship ceremonies, all are nonsense.

In the end, what we want is to pull people's heads, so that more warriors can see the black abyss, and successfully carry the spiritual intent of the black abyss.

Therefore, the death of a Henglian Grandmaster is definitely an unacceptable loss for the Zen mind at this stage.

And judging from the guidance of the Black Abyss's spiritual will, it seems that for it that is not a living being, nor is it a thing, the instinct seems to be the same.

Swish!

The speed of the Zen mind was very fast, driving the surrounding Esoteric corpses to speed through the dark wilderness.

But he still directly lost the trace of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Even the secret method of the imperial envoy to perceive is empty, and there is no trace of it.

It's as if there is no longer this person in heaven and earth, and if you want to find him, you can only wait for him to appear and come out to find you.

"The sword is in the sheath, not showing its edge, and the Tibetan swordsmanship of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is really restrained to the extreme."

"I'm just a step too late, so I'm lagging behind step by step, and I can't directly find out where the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is."

Zen heart knot inner binding, and then turn to outer binding.

God and spirit are communed, body and mind are united.

At this moment, the mood becomes crystal clear, and the changes in the surrounding environment are carefully perceived.

After a dozen breaths, he turned abruptly and looked at the direction where the first sword light had quietly appeared in the distance.

"In such a short period of time, the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion actually appeared so far away.

Aside from the rest, the speed of his body alone has surpassed that of the vast majority of grandmaster martial artists. ”

"Fortunately, the person I want to protect is practicing the Vajra Secret Method, and the achievement is the Esoteric Sect Horizontal Training Grandmaster, even if he is facing a sword master like the Master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, he can hold on for a long time longer than other martial artists."

Zen took a deep breath and exhaled it heavily.

He didn't go any further.

Instead, he stood motionless in the snow, and even his expression became a little cold and condensed at this moment.

The night breeze blows, bringing an icy chill.

Ice crystal debris fell, quickly merging with the snow that had landed earlier.

Everything looks normal.

But in the perception of the Zen mind, everything around you is very abnormal.

Suddenly, he jerked his head and looked back.

An Esoteric Master who had been infused with the spiritual intent of the Black Abyss after being seated disappeared at this time.

Only a corner of the clothes remained, and it was swept away into the distance by the strong wind.

"Huh!?"

Zen thought moved, and suddenly looked down at his body.

Just above the left shoulder, a strangely twisted palm appeared at some point.

The five fingers were as black as ink, and as thin as firewood, and they were silently buckled downward.

"What is this?"

"This inexplicable strange feeling, could it be the distorted black shadow that the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion just mentioned, because his companion was killed and wanted to take revenge, and then quietly chased all the way to the depths of the Northern Wasteland?"

Zen Xin's face was expressionless, and his right hand was knotted with fearlessness, and he gently raised his hand against it the moment before the pitch-black twisted palm fell.

Palms intersect and fingers percussion.

Two different shades of black come together in one place.

But it didn't cause any noise, and the whole process was extremely quiet.

But in the next moment, blood poured out of the seven orifices of the Zen mind without warning, instantly soaking the entire face.

But he didn't realize this, a pair of eyes shone brightly, and his gaze penetrated the black streamer looming on his side, and finally saw what was hidden in the streamer.

Behind the twisted arm was a very ordinary-looking young woman.

She wore an ear protection fur hat on her head, and she was also wearing a leather jacket and leather pants common to the Northern Wilderness tribe, and the skin on her face was a little rough and red, and at first glance she looked like an ordinary herdsman's daughter.

However, when Zen looked into her eyes, she found something different.

It was a pair of black and white eyes.

It did not have the respect that the Esoteric Master should have, but was full of curiosity, but it gave him a reserved and cold feeling of superiority.

The two held hands and interlocked their fingers, silently observing each other, and neither of them broke this strange and weird tacit understanding.

Suddenly, the distorted palm that was pitch-black and like a shadow moved, and it directly broke away from the grip of the Zen Heart Fearless Seal and pressed down on his body again.

"I don't know what is alive or dead."

Zen heart suddenly stepped on the ground, and the shadow of his hand was heavy.

It was like a petal white lotus blooming into the dark void, silently meeting the falling black claws.

The two collided, but there was still not the slightest sound.

Everything was silent, except for the whirring of the wind.

Click!

Without warning, there was a soft sound.

It was like the sound of porcelain breaking, quietly waving in Zen's ears.

There was a sudden flower in front of his eyes, and he immediately ignored it, thoughtless, and struck out with a palm.

Rumble!

A blast of thunder rolled across the surface.

Huge forces collided and clashed, blowing up the gentle slope where the Zen heart was located directly into a large crater.

The snow and sand flew high, and then fell heavily, crackling and smashing on the surrounding ground, like a hail mixed with black and white.

The smoke and dust in the pit gradually cleared.

A figure standing straight inside was revealed.

The Zen mind slowly calmed his breath and began to pick and choose from the big pit, rummaging for something.

Soon after, he crawled out of the pit.

didn't go far, just found a fairly flat place nearby, and began to put the pieces in his hand together little by little, and finally restored a face with no expression.

This is the young woman.

What makes Zen Xin a little puzzled is that no matter how you look at it, she shouldn't be a martial artist with good strength.

It's just an ordinary tribal woman.

But this is such a person, who just caught his three shots.

Although he didn't really exert his full strength in the first two times in order to test the other party's reality and spy on intelligence, even so, the other party's performance has already exceeded Zen's expectations.

Even more strange was that he didn't find any more pieces of meat at the bottom of the pit.

It was as if except for this face, the woman's entire body had turned into ashes and dispersed, leaving no trace behind.

In addition, there is also the look in her eyes that has just been revealed, which also makes Zen feel a little wrong inexplicably.

It's like someone else has taken over the woman's body, and she's curious about everything around her, so she attacks.

Zen retracted his thoughts and was about to leave but stopped abruptly.

The next moment, he slowly raised his head and looked at the night sky, which was as dark as ink.

A puzzled, solemn, and even somewhat dazed expression appeared on his face.

A clump of low shrubs buried in snow and ice is nearby.

Wei Tao turned around slowly, his eyes coldly looking in the direction where the black shadow had dissipated.

The shadows surged silently again, and soon a beautiful woman with two swords on her back came out.

She was dressed in white, but there were some gaps in many places, revealing the same fair skin inside.

His body was also a little twisted, his shoulders and waist looked as if they had been eaten by wild beasts, and several areas were pitted, and there were dried blood stains around him.

"You just made a sneak attack, and you've already angered me."

Wei Tao moved his body, looked down at the woman with a negative sword who was not half as tall as himself, and let out a low voice in his mouth,

"I didn't expect to see a swordsman like you, I've heard that the Hidden Sword Pavilion has a hidden sword technique, so after practicing this sword technique, you can affect the perception of other martial artists and let yourself walk in the dark shadows?"

Facing a hideous body that was more than four meters high, she didn't say a word or a word.

just stood there expressionlessly, focusing on Wei Tao and Ni Yan, without even blinking from beginning to end.

"Senior Brother Wei, she's a little strange."

Ni Yan's voice sounded quietly, "This person, maybe she can no longer be called a human being, at least not a living person. ”

Wei Tao didn't rush to make a move, but asked, "If it's not human, what does Senior Sister think she is?" ”

"At first glance, she looks like a corpse under human control, but when I look closely, I feel that something is not quite right."

Ni Yan thought about it and said slowly, "Senior brother noticed that her hair didn't seem to be owned by her, but this change was born later. ”

And the shadow that just wrapped around you, it should have a lot to do with her hair. ”

Wei Tao nodded slightly, his body retracted and changed back to his original appearance, and walked towards her step by step.

His pace is not fast, and he can even be said to be very slow when he stops and goes.

It's a lot slower than normal walking.

Therefore, the distance of less than twenty meters was only ten breaths that he had to take before he could truly stand in front of the woman with the sword.

"Senior sister is right, although her hair and body are integrated, she can find disharmony and inappropriateness in it.

And the way she looked at me, there were also subtle changes, which was very different from the corpse under the command of Emperor Wu that I had just thought. ”

Wei Tao paused slightly, raised his hand to clamp the slender and white neck, and lifted the person high.

The hand is slippery and cold, and it is indeed not the touch of a living person's body.

She didn't even resist, her only movement was to slowly turn her eyes and look up and down at the man in front of her.

Wei Tao frowned slightly, and his tone was faintly puzzled, "I have a feeling of being spied on, like someone is secretly observing through her eyes." ”

Swish......

At this moment, a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes,

Dense eyes appeared in the sight, glowing bright red with a blood-colored glow in the darkness.

"I'm disgusted by the fact that it's too dense."

Wei Tao slowly exhaled a turbid breath, "Originally, I wanted to trace back to the source and find out what kind of secrets are hidden in you, so that you can live in this state for a while longer."

However, you have to use this way to erode and pollute my perception, that is, to seek your own death and not blame others. ”

He jerked his hands violently.

There was a bang.

Suddenly, blood splattered, and flesh and bones flew away.

It was laid out on the ground in a radius of several meters.

All eyes were gone, and the wilderness at night was back to normal.

Wei Tao pinched a strand of blood-stained hair in his hand, and the doubt between his eyebrows did not disappear with the death of the sword-bearer woman, but became more and more intense.

They writhed and curled like snakes, trying to penetrate his body through the skin.

The next moment, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground that had suddenly become slippery.

The original white ice and snow were gone, replaced by surging black hair, engulfing him in an instant.

There was even a muffled sound.

Wei Tao's face was expressionless, allowing these things to wrap around his body.

Until the last crack closed, a wisp of mysterious silk like blood scarlet suddenly gushed out of it.

Black and red are intertwined, strangling and devouring each other.

As time passed, the scarlet color finally took over, engulfing all the black hair.

Ni Yan came closer, "This thing seems to be a bit like the mysterious silk of Senior Brother Wei's imperial envoy. ”

"It's a little similar, but it's not the same."

Wei Tao thought about it and said slowly, "When I was wrapped in these things, I once again had the feeling of being spied on, like a pair of eyes that didn't exist, but seemed to be everywhere in the night, focusing on me. ”

Ni Yan nodded slowly, "I also had a feeling of being spied on just now, but it wasn't as strong as my junior brother. ”

Wei Tao wanted to say something, but just opened his mouth but stopped.

The two of them turned their heads together and saw the figure approaching.

It was an old man in a green shirt with a huge sword case behind him.

As the distance between the two sides approached, the vast dark void seemed to be stagnant, and even the cold wind could not enter it.

"Old man Yeyi, the contemporary pavilion master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion."

The old man stopped a few feet away, "Were the two of you also attacked by the enemy hidden in the dark shadows just now, and you had the feeling of being watched by prying eyes?" ”

He spoke slowly, and his voice was mechanically stiff, sounding rather strange.

"We were not only attacked by the enemy in the shadows, but we also seemed to have been slashed by the old gentleman."

Wei Tao showed a smile on his face, "As a result, I didn't expect that you would dare to show up, and really think that we are soft persimmons that anyone can pinch at will?" ”

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion stretched out his hand and pressed the sword box behind his back, "Compared to our previous small misunderstanding, what the old man said now is more important, and I hope that the two of you will focus on the overall situation, and don't let yourself suffer more painful losses because of small losses." ”

Ni Yan observed carefully, and whispered at this time, "He is a little abnormal, junior brother should not easily listen to what this person says." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and clasped her fingers with him.

The slender jade index finger curled up and wrote the word "hair" in the palm of his hand.

Wei Tao gently patted the back of Ni Yan's hand and motioned her to step away, while he slowly took a step forward and stood between the three of them.

"That's your big picture, not mine. The Night Pavilion Lord slashed me with four swords, as long as you can let me get four punches back, I agree with your statement, thinking that it was just a small misunderstanding.

Four swords for four punches, no matter how you look at it, you are earned, what does the old gentleman think? ”

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was silent for a long time, and suddenly showed an inexplicable smile, "I gave you a way to live, but you had to seek death by yourself, but you responded to the old saying that you are guilty and cannot live." ”

Click!

His voice fell, and the sword box behind his back was wide open.

Dozens of long swords of various styles shot out of it.

Roaring around the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes sharply.

In his perception, everything was gone.

Whether it was the figure of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion or the long sword walking around his body, all of them were gone.

The next moment, a strong sense of threat suddenly appeared.

A moonlit light appeared without warning, reflecting on him.

It was so fast that it was hard for him to react.

Phew!

Wei Tao lowered his head slightly, only to see that on his left shoulder, there was an extra red line as thin as a hair, a ruler long.

There was no pain in the wound.

But in Wei Tao's eyes, no feeling is more terrible than severe pain.

This shows that under the erosion of the opponent's sword intent, the flesh and blood around the red line have lost their sense and turned into uncontrolled dead flesh.

This is because he has a bloody network, practices the anode, and has an extremely strong body.

If it was another martial arts master, I was afraid that if I was hit by this sword, I would be cut in two and die on the spot.

Swish......

Without any warning, a ray of quiet light quietly bloomed on the surface of Wei Tao's body.

Another thin red thread appeared on his body.

Swordsmanship, Tibetan swordsmanship, is really powerful.

Not only is the lethality amazing, but also elusive, and when he just sensed the danger, he was already beheaded.

It is similar to Emperor Wu's imperial seal.

Case.

Wei Tao exhaled heavily.

The Yuan Fetal Seal turned into the Emperor's Extreme Seal, and the four spiritual intentions descended at the same time.

Blocked off a large area of space around it.

Swish!

Another ray of moonlight reflected on the body.

Leave faint traces in the spiritual will.

Wei Tao took a step forward at this time.

A punch in a general direction.

Rumble!

His body swelled rapidly.

The true intent of the martial arts was integrated into the body, and the four spiritual intents surrounded the body, condensing all the essence and divine intent, and bursting out with a blow of all the power.

Click!!

Wei Tao added a few more red lines to his body.

Sharp bone spurs broke, moire black scales shattered, and blood splattered in all directions.

Break the silence at the same time as the sword breaks and the wail sounds.

Swish!

Several more cold rays of light reflected.

Wei Tao still didn't care, and threw another punch.

He added a few more wounds to his body, and in exchange for the mournful wail of several swords breaking.

Since they started fighting, the two have not met from beginning to end.

Even no one can see anyone.

It's all you who fights yours, I fight mine, and everyone fights their own way.

The attack of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was elusive, and it brought a cold and alienated beauty.

Wei Tao is open and close, magnificent, countering violence with violence and convincing people with force.

He didn't care if he could accurately capture the position of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, he only needed to know the approximate range where the opponent was located, and every punch seemed to flip a large area of space and roll it upside down, and the entire shroud cover was pressed down.

forced the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion to shift his position at any time.

Not only does it disrupt the rhythm of its shots, but it can also perceive and capture more breath in the changes again and again.

Bang!

Wei Tao punched out again.

Smash the entire bush into a big hole.

The sediment, snow and ice burst out and rose high as if it had rained heavily.

He had just straightened up when his pupils suddenly contracted a little.

See a silver moon rising in the darkness.

It was slowly spinning, bringing everything to a standstill at this point.

Only a faint and cold light remained, about to be reflected on him.

"Good time, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wei Tao let out a low shout, did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed forward like lightning.

Rumble!

The dense "long black hair" came out of the body, and before the Yuan Fetal Emperor Pole Seal fell, it took a step forward and wrapped itself around the moon wheel composed of long swords.

The Hidden Sword Pavilion Master stretched out his hand and pressed the hilt of the sword that had never moved on his waist, his gaze fell on the "black hair" that should not have appeared, and Mu Ran's stiff face finally had a hint of surprise.

Rumble!

The long black hair was entangled and twisted, making the sword wheel, which was like a full moon, appear sluggish for a moment.

Immediately after, a monstrous behemoth body slammed into it.

Wei Tao broke through the sword wheel and stepped out, and the four spiritual intents suddenly merged into his body at this time, just like the true intentions of all martial arts.

His body grew in reverse, rapidly converging and shrinking.

It was as if he had broken through the limitations of space and appeared directly in front of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Then a punch is slowly pressed down from top to bottom.

The Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion drew the long sword at his waist.

"The sword is out of me!"

"The Yuan Fetus is one!"

Bang!

The most violent showdown since the confrontation broke out at this time.

The two figures collided violently, and they clashed no less than a hundred times in an instant.

The collision between the fist and the sword is countless.

Compared with the previous spiritual consciousness shrouded in space, the sword wheel rose into the air and reflected, and the battle between the two sides at this time did not have too many aftermaths, but was completely endured by each other.

It's even more dangerous than just now.

Click!

Wei Tao's left shoulder was pierced by a long sword, leaving a wound that was transparent from front to back.

It was less than half a foot away before he was about to be slashed in the neck.

At the same time, he withdrew his right hand from the abdomen of the main body of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and a wriggling blood sausage was still wrapped around his fingers.

Both figures staggered back at the same time.

Blood was dripping to the ground.

But then, they suddenly collided again, and once again started the second round of life-and-death confrontation.

Bang!

Until a blast of thunder rolls through the wilderness.

The two are finally completely separated.

Wei Tao was in rags, covered in blood, and almost turned into a bloody man.

The Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion held a bare hilt in his right hand.

The left hand was broken at the elbow, and there was a huge hole between the chest and abdomen, and the internal organs that were bleeding and wriggling inside could be clearly seen.

There are also dense inky silk threads like long hair, wandering and intertwining in between, barely fixing the organs that should have slipped out and fallen there.

Even with such a serious injury, the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master still had a cold and wooden expression.

He slowly straightened up, and said slowly in a stiff tone, "Although the injuries on this body are more serious, if you continue to fight, you will definitely die first." ”

Wei Tao was noncommittal about this, just sighed and said, "I don't know if you are the real Hidden Sword Pavilion Master, but you shouldn't forget that I am different from you no matter what." ”

After a pause, he smiled, "I have a senior sister, but you don't." ”

"That's our biggest difference."

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was stunned.

Click!!

Three long swords pierced through the shoulders and backs, and then through the chest.

Its power was so great that it was like three javelins, and it instantly knocked down the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and even nailed him to the ground.

"Senior sister, wait a minute."

Wei Tao opened his mouth at this time and stopped Ni Yan, who was about to kill him.

In the next moment, the scarlet silk surged, enveloping the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master firmly, and even submerged into his body along the wound, leaving only his head exposed.

After doing all this, Wei Tao sighed tiredly, "I have some doubts that are not solved, so I am not in a hurry to take his life." ”