The speeding sword caught up with the incarnate Pu Yuan's thoughts, but before the sword array could be fully combined, he saw this treacherous snatch a long stick, and with a shake of his hand, he shot a sonic boom, knocking Yue Buqun's three swords away respectively.

Under the strong strength of the attachment, under the erosion, it even shattered a lot of internal force threads on the sword, making Yue Buqun's imperial sword jerky, and the sword must be recalled and replenished.

The old monk called Puyuan would not have been so strong.

But after the evil turned into Puyuan, it seemed to be opened, and the internal strength and martial arts were all a thousand miles a day.

If there was no restriction on Yue Buqun's presence, even if his identity was exposed, it would be enough to kill and go alone, coming and going freely.

Yue Buqun flew over, stretched out his hand to catch the Yunsuo sword that was beaten back, and raised his hand to be an upper fencing, using the strength of the heavy sword swordsmanship, a sword split, the already majestic internal force, like a tide, squeezed towards the thought of the tide.

At the same time, several other swords also attacked from the surrounding side, leaving no gaps or gaps at all.

Although Yue Buqun is good at flying swords, he is also a martial artist, and the flying sword and the sword in his hand are used together, alternating between far and near, which is the real oppressive force.

In the face of Yue Buqun's sword-wielding advance, Siwei held a long stick in his hand, his body was fluttering, flying around the surrounding trees and buildings, unwilling to be restricted and restrained by Yue Buqun, so as not to be besieged by many martial arts people.

The two of them shuttled through the mountains and forests flexibly and quickly, and did not leave the surroundings of the main venue, but few people could keep up with their movements, and those who could barely see the blurred figures were not bad.

The blade of the sword and the long stick collided in the air several times.

The sound of the collision of weapons was accompanied by an extremely violent vibration.

Yue Buqun's figure was close to thinking again, and he changed from holding a sword in one hand to holding a sword in two hands.

Every time the sword is swung, it is extremely fierce, the sword aura is fierce, and the sword intent is fierce, so that the long stick that collides with the long sword in Siwei's hand is constantly trembling.

Syllable!

As Yue Buqun wished, the stick in Siwei's hand was cut off by him with a sword.

Maybe after cultivating martial arts, Siwei is much stronger than the original body.

But the gap in weapons once again widened the difference between him and Yue Buqun.

"Good sword! If you have the ability, you don't have to be sharp with a sword. Siwei said, planning to provoke Yue Buqun, what if it works?

Yue Buqun sneered when he heard this, there was no absolute fairness in the game of rivers and lakes, not to mention that he was not fighting with others, but exorcising demons and slaying tricks, and talking about fairness and justice with evil spirits?

The long stick in his hand broke, and he turned around and wanted to escape, but he still suffered Yue Buqun's sword.

This sword carried an incomparable sword aura, almost cutting this thought in two.

The intestines in the stomach flowed out, but the trick did not slow down at all, and there was no fear of pain at all, in the shocked eyes of many people, this trick pulled out the intestines and used it as a makeshift weapon, and the wound on the belly healed quickly under the wriggling of black flesh and blood.

Yue Buqun's originally swift offensive was slightly frustrated.

Siwei waved his intestines, and the poisonous blood splashed wildly, like many hidden weapons, Yue Buqun still needed to be careful not to be splashed.

Thinking about it, he forced Yue Buqun to retreat half a step, and turned around to stab at more people.

By quickly eating people, he can not only get replenishment, but also grab one or two more weapons in his hands and continue to fight with Yue Buqun.

The intestines in his hands were dried of blood, and it was useless.

As for directly bloodletting, using his own flesh and blood as a secret weapon to force Yue Buqun back, it is not a good trick.

Although the evil will not die if it is not defeated, if it is too badly injured, it will still become weak and incapacitated.

It's just that they recover extremely quickly, and they can recover quickly as long as they eat people or absorb fear, which is easy to create the illusion that it is difficult to create long-term injuries.

"Stay away, and... Set! Yue Buqun shouted.

In the crowd, there are still people who are stunned, but there are also many smart people.

The people in the Demon Sect were the most radical, and they started to set fire directly across Xu Yuan, which was completely a posture of burning many people in the rivers and lakes to death in the flames.

Wudang and the Shaolin disciples, led a group of martial arts people, quickly defeated the Demon Sect, and threw a large number of ignited trees around Yue Buqun and the treacherous battlefield.

After about a pillar of incense, with the concerted efforts of many people, the fierce flames formed a large circular wall of fire.

This burning tall wall of fire is a blockade line of defense, and it is difficult to think about the speed of the way, escape from Yue Buqun's entanglement, and leave this place.

If he were a treacherous form, he might not be afraid of this wall of fire.

But... He is a deceitful head, and the strength of the deceit is not in the frontal struggle, and he has lost his concealment, and he has lost other treachery that can be quickly dispatched, and he is equivalent to having his hands cut off.

Outside the tall wall of fire, the people of the Hengshan faction began to play music very consciously.

The music, which is full of high fighting spirit, plays a good role in deterring and restraining fear.

This makes the energy supplement that Siwei can obtain from the outside world more and more scarce.

Every minute consumed is really consumed.

And in the burning ring of fire, Yue Buqun's battle with Si Wei had reached a fever pitch.

"Yue Buqun! What's the use of you killing me? Your world is finished, and there is no salvation! ”

"It's better for you to let me go, I have a way, I have a way to make you become the same trick as me without being replaced."

"Yue Buqun! You need to know what's going on! "Under the defeat of the treacherous and retreating, he constantly tried in vain to persuade Yue Buqun.

He thought that he knew people very well and could think like people, so he threw out the bait, wanting to make Yue Buqun, the most powerful opponent, give up and continue to embarrass him.

Yue Buqun turned a deaf ear to his words.

Whether his words are true or false, for the reborn Yue Buqun, it is better to die a dirty life than to die happily.

Brush!

The sword array was formed again, and the light and wind between heaven and earth were all absorbed into the fictitious tricks of the sword shadow.

Then accompanied by the vertical and horizontal sword qi, it swept across the ground.

The staggered surging sword light turned into a cage.

And this cage is constantly tightening.

With the violent flickering of light and shadow, Yue Buqun's killing move also came at the same time.

Siwei's body was cut vertically and horizontally and shattered.

The last few swords encircled the mysterious core in the center, and did not continue to approach.

Looking at the tricky core that was very different from the ordinary shape, Yue Buqun hesitated a little.

Is it killing?

Or stay?

This treacherous core, though also covered with fine blurry tentacles.

But it's as clear as obsidian and has a jewel-like texture.

A breath of sunflower true qi of the sunflower was sent out of the body by Yue Buqun, and then wrapped this trick core in the air.

Then Yue Buqun dragged this trick core, and with the means of the Sword Galaxy, he left the center of the ring of fire that burned more and more fiercely.

Yue Buqun still decided to take the risk of leaving this treacherous core.

A sword to kill, maybe happy.

But this ability to think is special, if it can be forced to manipulate the tricks, rush to a specific area and be slaughtered by a trap, then not only can the first batch of tricks appear in the world quickly, but also artificially give birth to a place of rich spirits.

There are too many benefits, and I can't help but be unmoved.