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"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Daoist Yan didn't expect that after a fight, the junior looked down on him. For a while, he was furious, and in the midst of loud shouts, he rushed up again, and used the Jiuyang Fu Sword away, hissing and howling.

The void seemed to be blocked by dozens of thin red silk threads, each red line was condensed by the most refined and pure firepower, and with a slight shock, a fierce fire erupted, enveloping the jungle several zhang in a blink of an eye, with almost no gaps.

However, the sound of the flames burning still couldn't stop the sonorous roar inside. Daoist Yan only felt a slight shock in his hand, and saw a blue light shoot out from the sea of fire, which seemed to be a straight line, but it was actually a slight inflection change, and it just flashed the sharp edge of the Jiuyang Fu Sword, avoiding fatal damage, which was very ingenious.

Yu Ci was wrapped in sword light and broke through from the sea of fire, although his body was on fire in many places, and even his hair and eyebrows were not spared, but he was also free to die. Just roll on the ground and extinguish the flames.

But the crisis has not passed, Daoist Yan relied on the mana of the rune sword to seize the opportunity, and then the sword momentum turned again, catching up with Yu Ci who was moving sideways, no longer paying attention to changes, purely relying on the sharpness of the rune sword, and cutting off the head on the spot......

This sword turned into a clumsy one, and its power was even more powerful than the huge fire net that had preceded it. Yu Ci did not dodge or dodge, purely driven by the trance in the depths of his body, and with a backhand sword, he was unstoppable, stabbing Yan Daoist in the cheek, which was actually a trick that ended up together.

"Junior!" Daoist Yan didn't know what to scold, of course he wouldn't die with this mortal boy, he could only change temporarily, and move his sword to shake Yu Ci's sword light away.

The swords collided with each other, and the void squeaked and screamed, as if someone had blown a bamboo whistle. This made Daoist Yan's heart feel sullen again. He could see it clearly, this seven-star rune sword was really created by Yu Ci out of thin air with the help of the rune and a mouthful of essence blood, how could it be on an equal footing with the Jiuyang rune sword that he had worked so hard to melt in the past two years?

Bastard stuff!

Being held up by this sullen breath, Daoist Yan couldn't wait to dismantle Yu Ci in the next moment, and the sword light became more and more ruthless and ferocious...... But Yu Ci's toughness is beyond his expectations, it can be seen that this little white-faced swordsmanship is mediocre, there are no subtle tricks, but the strange thing is that even if he is out of order, and the scars on his body are gradually accumulating, but every time in a critical moment, he can point a sword directly at the point, forcing him to return to save himself, and it can also work again and again.

This would have been impossible!

Fighting for one's life is simple, it is nothing more than attacking it to save it, and competing for courage. Not to mention that while consuming your courage, you must also get a good glimpse of it again and again, send it quickly, control it steadily, and really pose a deadly threat to your opponent.

With such a blend of eyesight, technique, mind, and courage, he fired dozens of swords in a row without missing a single shot - if nothing else, put him in the same position, could he do it?

If the Dao Master's divine will is more proficient, maybe...... Can't do it either!

When this thought came to him, Daoist Yan was inevitably distracted, and it happened that he wiped it with a sword, aiming at Yu Ci's neck. Yu Ci just turned sideways slightly, letting blood splash on his shoulder, so as to fight for a gap in the first line, and deceived himself, the seven-star rune sword was as cold as a star, stabbing him directly in the face......

Yu Ci finally won the initiative on the front line.

His mind was naturally fixed on the tip of the sword, and without hesitation, he stabbed with a sword.

Yu Ci was only taught swordsmanship by the Red Yin Fairy when he was twelve years old, and he fled a year later, and his foundation was not solid. Later, he wandered around, and there was no mentor to guide him, purely on swordsmanship, it was indeed just mediocre. But he has extraordinary courage and different thinking, wandering in the rivers and lakes, often fighting with personality, and gradually realizing:

There are high and low swordsmanship, and there are strong and weak cultivation, but between life and death, I and my opponent are absolutely equal. I don't compare swordsmanship, I don't compare cultivation, I only compare life and death at the moment of life and death, who has to grab a glimmer of life.

Courage is the first line of injection, and death for life is the first opportunity.

Fighting for one's life is not a means, it is an end! This is the foundation of Yu Ci's sword, after years of making a sword like this, if he can not die, how can he not use the sword skills that are full of courage in his eyes and hands?

Daoist Yan didn't understand this, but he was really a wolf, and the sword light was so light that the cold wind stabbed him so much that he almost closed his eyes......

"Get out of here!"

With a roar, Daoist Yan moved his killing move in annoyance, the Jiuyang Fu Sword in his hand vibrated violently, and a little spark ejected out, and then it rose rapidly, and the fire inside was surging, and the state was unstable to the extreme.

Seeing this, Yu Ci did not hesitate, and immediately retreated, and only ten feet after retreating, there was a red light, a blazing fire swept in, the air suddenly expanded, and in the roar, he was bounced away from afar, and hit a big tree before he stopped castration. The surging waves of fire followed, and he didn't care about his image, so he climbed behind the big tree and shrunk into a ball as much as he could, so he barely blocked it.

In the past, there were acres of land in the mountains and forests of the battlefield that had become a fire field, with thick smoke and heat waves, and this area was still spreading.

Daoist Yan's breathing was slightly disordered, and the mountain wind and heat wave blew, and the bun on his head suddenly spread out, and his hair fell down, looking very wolf...... He stared at the half-charred tree, his eyes red.

It's just a little bit ......

If it hadn't been for the fire talisman in time and the sword momentum would have been shaken, the seven-star talisman sword would probably have pierced through his forehead, and by that time, what shrimp beard grass and what pure yang sword would have been all gone. is now hiding, and the bun on his head is also picked up, which is really a great shame, and Daoist Yan is almost blown up by the anger in his heart.

He came from an extraordinary background, although his family was in the middle of the road, and it was difficult to restore the glory of his ancestors, but how could he say that he was also a psychic monk and a winner on the road to immortality, how could he let the juniors be forced to such a point?

At this moment, behind the big tree, Yu Ci poked his head out and made eye contact with him. Daoist Yan suddenly found that there was a fire burning in Yu Ci's dark pupils, not hatred, fear and other miscellaneous thoughts, but the pleasure of enjoying it, and even constantly seeking new stimuli, or drunkenness, which was difficult to extricate himself.

He suddenly burst into flames, only to feel that there was a cold air from the tail vertebrae to the top cover, and even the fire in the heart of the fire was half suppressed...... This thought flashed through his mind:

Scourge will be a scourge in the future!

That's how he finished!

Daoist Yan's heart was boiling with murderous intent, but he didn't step forward, but made a strange move.

He just wore his hair loose, his sword in front of his chest, and his eyes were even half-closed. As his breath adjusted, the sword was slowly laid flat.

Yu Ci gasped behind the tree. Just after a round of sword fighting, almost all his strength was drained, his true qi was almost exhausted, and the injuries on his body were not light, but his state was surprisingly good. From the age of thirteen, he had been accustomed to whirling on the brink of life and death, and this experience had not only worn down his courage, but had made his spirits more and more excited.

Since entering the Enlightenment Ascending Level, it has been a long time since I have encountered such a situation on the line of life and death. He even had some nostalgia, and when he stopped at first, he felt that he was still unsatisfied, and there was a wonderful power, which continued to pour out the exhausted true qi, encouraging his heart, and let him rush up again, and fight with Yan Daoist for three hundred rounds......

Therefore, he peeked out from behind the tree, and through the distorted heat wave, he happened to see the whole process of Daoist Yan's eyes swinging his sword.

At this time, the two sides were nearly ten zhang away, which was a relatively safe distance, but when the blade was pointed at his head, there was no reason, and his heart suddenly beat wildly, just like the moment before he was by the bonfire, before Daoist Yan swung his sword. Only this time, without the stimulation of the smell, it was all based on a vague intuition, and he fell directly in the direction of leaning his body. At the same time, out of instinct, he held the seven-star rune sword horizontally in front of him.

Before he touched the ground, his palms suddenly heated, as if the seven-star rune sword had blocked something, but then, his heart ached, and he involuntarily spurted blood. The corner of his eye swept over, and the essence blood rune sword that had just fought the Jiuyang Rune Sword without falling into the wind was broken into two, and the tip of the flying sword exploded in the air with a bang, turning into a pale red blood mist.

It was only at this time that a long sound of "哕" penetrated into his ears, as if the red-hot brand was put into the ice water, and it was impossible to distinguish between hot and cold, and the only thing that could be distinguished was the sharp qi that came out of the air, which was enough to penetrate a qiē obstacle and was difficult to resist......

"What kind of means is this? It's like a sword qi that has been triggered, but it's ten times more powerful?"

With this confusion, Yu Ci fell to the ground, and at this time, a strong smell finally penetrated, which was the burnt smell of the air, and it was the breath of death.

The olfactory response that he had always been proud of had slowed down for a long time, and if it weren't for his intuition, he would have been pierced by that invisible sword qi now, and he would have died no longer!

Yu Ci reluctantly looked up, Daoist Yan was in a very strange state at the moment, although it was a one-hit achievement, he still maintained the posture of holding the sword, the red sword body was not as radiant as before, it looked much more restrained, and the tip of the sword also drooped a little, still locking his head.

Of course, Yu Ci wanted to dodge the tip of the sword, but the internal organs were shocked, and he couldn't move at all for a while, and he tried his best to only move his body a few inches away, and the Jiuyang Fu Sword in the distance also adjusted the angle......

At this time, he saw the eyes of Daoist Yan. The pair of big copper bell eyes did not have the slightest divine light, only the pupils were unconsciously dilated, hollow and gray, as if they had lost their souls. It's just that he clearly felt that Daoist Yan was still staring at him, as if he was projecting a beam of "light" on him in some incomprehensible way.

This feeling is so clear, even in the fire field of the blazing plain, the touch of the "light", its scorching heat, far beyond the surrounding heat wave, like a red-burning iron needle, piercing the bone marrow.

"He'll kill you!"

Intuition and reason say this at the same time. However, at this moment, Yu Ci's feeling was very strange. It was like a scoop of oil had been poured into his chest, and it was painful, but it certainly wasn't a taste of fear.

The burning pain was of no other use than to keep his eyes open and force him to find a way out of this sudden death.

Yu Ci stared at Daoist Yan, he was sure that this person must be about to make the same killing moves as before, but the interval between the front and back was inevitably larger, and the posture of charging strength was also full of flaws...... If he still had the strength to charge now, he would definitely rush forward without hesitation and chop off the murderer's head, but now, the speed of the recovery of his strength obviously cannot catch up with the speed of the opponent's accumulation.

The two of them were ten zhang apart, and in Yu Ci's hand, there was only a half-cut seven-star rune sword, and no matter how long his arm was, he couldn't attack the front of the enemy, but for that invisible sword qi, distance was not a problem at all.

It was a dead knot, but he wanted to live. Therefore, Yiqiē's problems all boil down to one sentence: before Daoist Yan sends out his sword qi, slaughter him first!

It's a matter of life and death, but everything becomes simple, and what he is best at is this choice!

I don't know how to send the force, half of the seven-star rune sword came out of my hand!

At this moment, he saw that the sharp edge of the Jiuyang Fu Sword was lighting up with almost brilliant light.

Yu Ci didn't think about what the consequences would be if the invisible sword qi came over, nor did he think about throwing the broken sword inaccurately, how lethal it would be. At this moment, Yiqiē's thinking connection was broken, and only one thought remained in his mind that he didn't know for any reason:

The Taoist priest in front of him, slaughtered him!

At that moment, his pupils were also dilating, and a change of light and shadow outside was imprinted in it, and it flowed through his heart like clear water. Yu Ci suddenly felt that everything around him was quiet, but his body was vibrating, like the pulse of blood, but the frequency was even more wonderful.

Then, he found his true pulse, the pulse of the blood was making a drum-like roar because of the impact of the sword qi, and at the same time, the vibration that had just been generated was still showing his strength.

He seems to have suddenly had an extra heart, or directly an extra "self".

The wonderful sensation continued, slowly, or for a very brief moment, the once familiar blood pulsation retreated into the background, and naturally obscured the pain of the physical body, only the new "self" expanded infinitely, and in an indescribable way, he touched the surrounding world and the world, and then extracted unimaginable complex information from the world and fed back into his brain.

His mind had stopped working, and he couldn't comprehend this qiē, but he was inexplicably happy. The confusion and the feeling of clarity were entangled, and finally turned into chaos, and only a little spiritual light hung in the air, leading him back to the original simple thought:

The Taoist priest in front of him, slaughtered him!

A thought comes to mind, if God responds!

In the chaos, suddenly there is an immeasurable void opening up, the sky is full of stars, and there are a few stars, as big as chicken eggs, bright as jade, projecting the light down. Rusi responded, rolling and flying out of the half-cut seven-star rune sword, suddenly the light shimmered, and the green blood shadow was like smoke and fog, and then the speed increased suddenly, turning into a blurred rainbow light, only a flash, and flew past the side of Yan Daoshi's neck.

Daoist Yan didn't even mean to block, he was really full of flaws.

Then, the man's head fell.

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