The snow-bright sword light was just like a crescent moon, with an extreme edge, and even Shen Yi's heavenly demon body was embarrassed to kill him.

But fortunately, it was all an illusion.

At the same time that Shen Yi controlled the Demon Luo Sutra, this magic weapon began to spontaneously protect Shen Yi's body, and the previous knife, before it was released, its owner had already fallen into a fantasy realm, and the scene of killing Shen Yi's head was all false.

And now······

The sword light slashed Shen Yi's figure, and when it touched the body, the knife exposed the condensed Gang Qi, directly cutting through the dragon scale qi armor and killing the body.

The blade slashed through the flesh and rubbed against the bones, and the familiar feeling made the knife wielder feel certain in his heart, convinced that this was the essence of the other party.

He has killed people for decades, and he is very familiar with the touch and sound when he kills, and the body in front of him is definitely Shen Yi's body!

But—

The figure that had been cut open suddenly turned into a bubble and dissipated out of thin air, and the dripping blood also melted into the air, erasing the blood red that had just appeared.

It's still a fantasy!

The black-cloaked figure appeared in place, and the grim eyes under the hood showed a look of surprise.

He had made a mistake again.

"When?" He seemed to be asking himself, and he seemed to be asking the target of the assassination.

"When did you think you weren't in a fantasy?"

Shen Yi's voice came from behind him, and the swordsman shook the scimitar in his hand, and the snowy light slashed backwards.

Faster, faster, more powerful, there is no doubt that this knife has used all its strength, and the Gang Qi condensed by the blade is unbearable even in the Gang Refining Realm.

However, no matter how sharp the knife is, it is still useless if it can't cut people.

With a slash in the air, his eyes under the hood were even more gloomy, and he stepped on his feet, and slashed out with two more knives, killing the other two, not even letting go of the donkey.

However, these two knives still failed.

The first floor of the real Mahayana Temple is empty, and after the original two people and a donkey disappear, only a black figure is left standing alone in the huge space.

True, false, the swordsman couldn't tell the difference between the real and the false in his current position, and he didn't even dare to act rashly, so as not to reveal the flaws.

Although in terms of realm, he was one level higher than the invincible in the world, but the strangeness at the moment made him unable to have a sense of arrogance in refining martial arts cultivation.

Holding the scimitar back, the cold back of the knife is attached to the forearm and horizontally in front of him, the body is slightly bowed, and the qi seems to be moving, like a coiled poisonous snake, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Although I don't know how the invincible in the world pulled himself into the illusion realm, what can be guessed is that the secret method or magic weapon that can cross the realm to confuse the martial arts cultivation of the Gang Realm must have a lot of consumption.

When the opponent is overwhelmed, it is an opportunity for your own counterattack.

A knife, as long as a knife, can make it either dead or injured.

Time passes imperceptibly. The swordsman's mind was emptied, and the killing machine disappeared completely, and he didn't even count the passage of time.

In his heart, there is only that time.

After an unknown amount of time, the surrounding environment suddenly distorted.

The swordsman doesn't care.

A strong wind came from behind.

The swordsman doesn't care.

A fist mark hit him in the back of the heart, and the strength exploded, making his heart hurt.

It was at this moment that the sword light burst out, and the knife was like a snowflake, and the light was like a full moon. In an instant, the condensed Dao Gang had no superfluous momentum, only extreme sharpness.

He fused qi, will, and momentum into the knife, and the knife went sideways, abandoning defense in exchange for burst and extreme speed, casting the most extreme assassination knife.

This trick is a lore!

However, when the blade passed, there was no such pleasure as tearing flesh and blood, and the knife light slashed and slashed, and a kind of sluggishness and friction were felt.

The swordsman looked intently, only to see that in the chaotic knife light, a donkey was lifted, blocking the blade, and he stuck out his tongue, looking like he had died violently.

And the fist mark that hit the back of the heart was a donkey's hoof.

Shen Yi's figure appeared behind the donkey, and the treasure umbrella in his hand was closed, and it once again turned into the shape of the floating tower, sweeping it with one blow, simple and unpretentious, but with an unstoppable force.

"Bang-"

Heavy, extremely heavy, painful, extremely painful.

The waist seemed to be broken in two, and the sound of flesh and bones breaking sounded at the same time, and the sharp pain suddenly swept through the body.

The body strength of the heavenly demon is infinite, and there are thousands of strong forces in every move, at this moment, Shen Yi is poised to make a move, and he also uses the Demon Luo Sutra as a tool, how heavy his heart is, how heavy the weapon is.

Under one blow, the swordsman was hit hard!

The eyes under the hood widened, almost protruding, as if they did not believe that the donkey could block their own sword, and as if they did not believe that they would be hit hard by a blow.

But for now, it's more important to retreat.

The other party's true body was revealed, indicating that at this time, the other party could not cast that strange illusion, and the swordsman quickly swept around, remembering all the scenes in his mind, and then suddenly burst out of anger, collided with the Mora Sutra Building, and retreated to the gate with his strength.

He closed his eyes, shielded his senses, and forcibly fixed the skeleton with his true qi, allowing his body to walk according to the scene in his memory, and quickly escaped.

Before the assassination, he was already familiar with the paths around him, and he had all the terrain in his mind, so that he could escape even if he didn't perceive his surroundings with any senses.

Shen Yi held the Demon Luo Sutra Tower, flickering behind like a ghost, not being left behind at all, and even quickly closing the distance.

The two sides chased and fled, swept over the roof of the palace of the Dajue Temple, and soon arrived outside the temple.

At this moment, the sword light rose again, and I saw the swordsman cross the wall and fall to the ground, cutting a huge gap, and the whole person crashed into it.

Shen Yi followed, and the Demon Luo Sutra slammed out, expanding the entrance of the cave, and the figure fell into the hole.

Beneath the ground, there was the culvert that had passed before, and in the dark underground passage, only three feet away from the place where it landed, a part of the culvert wall moved, opening an opening, allowing the swordsman to dodge in.

Shen Yi's figure followed, and he blasted through the stone door that was closing, and in the flying rubble, a black hole appeared in front of him.

According to the information obtained by Tie Luohan, Yi Lou was built in the ghost market of the capital, and it was built under the capital, with a culvert as the road. If anyone can build another passage in the culvert, Yi Lou is the most likely force. Yi Lou ······ The person who wants to practice the Demon Luo Sutra is the person of Yi Lou? ’

'Also, in this change of the capital, how could Yi Lou not participate in it. ’

Yi Lou must have the royal family and the ministers of the court and the central government involved, this change involving the life and death of the emperor, Yi Lou even if he wants not to participate.

I just don't know where the person behind this knife man belongs.

(End of chapter)