The old demon stared at her for a long time before he snorted coldly: "Lao Tzu is too lazy to pay attention to you, so he has to turn around and go back to the valley."

Who knew that Xiao Jiu'er rushed to stop him and said, "You haven't told me how to cultivate the spirit yet?"

The old devil's heart sank, and he raised his palm several times and retracted it, and finally couldn't bear to throw a spell out, and disappeared at the mouth of the valley.

That spell was the method of wandering soul cultivation.

As soon as Xiao Jiu'er grabbed it, she smiled happily. It's just that the injuries in her body are not light, so she fainted.

At this time, Yi San immediately rushed out, hugged her, and quickly left the canyon.

Staring at the sword in the void, Xuanyuan Wuxian felt a kind of kingly loneliness.

It is a kind of momentum that looks down on everything, and it is also lonely.

It was so lonely, floating in the air, quietly erecting in the gray-black void.

At this time, the mad knife also ran over, and his breath fluctuated slightly, and said: "Master, this is the first person of the seven heavenly rank powerhouses, called Shadow, his body is like his name, no one sees his real face, he has always been hidden in another shadow, he is good at using swords, and his swordsmanship has reached the level of a grandmaster, so it is the king of swordsmanship among the seven."

The Crazy Knife had already been taught once, so he naturally knew the seven Heaven Rank powerhouses here extremely well.

Xuanyuan Wuxian had been staring at the sword all the time, and at this time he lowered his gaze slightly and said, "If you and I join forces to fight him, what are the chances of winning?"

Crazy Knife shook his head: "No, there is no one."

Xuanyuan Wuxian suddenly fell into confusion, you must know that against those strong people in the underground gate, he can still reluctantly try.

But even the existence of the mad knife did not dare to fight, and Xuanyuan Wuxian would not be arrogant enough to think that he could.

Xuanyuan thought for a long time, and then asked Crazy Knife: "Does he have a weakness?"

Crazy Knife nodded and said: "There is a weakness, his swordsmanship is known for speed and ghosts, so the lethality of each sword is not strong, as long as it protects the important part, it can only kill you little by little, but it can't kill you with one sword."

"Kill a little bit, what does this mean," Xuanyuan Wuxian said in surprise.

"That's the most cruel way, that is, to remove your flesh and blood little by little, and then cut off your muscles and bones, until only your bare internal organs are left, Lao Tzu has seen a person die like this" said Crazy Knife, his face was inexplicably a little pale.

It can be seen from this that scene that had a great impact on him.

"It's not a weakness," Xuanyuan gasped.

"No, this is a weakness, but no one can do it, Lao Tzu can't do it" Crazy Knife explained very seriously: "If someone is strong enough to keep his thousand moves of swordsmanship from being skinned and eroded by it, then he can rush into the core of his swordsmanship, and where is the weakest place in his defense of moves, he can directly slash at that shadow, and he can defeat it" Crazy Knife replied confidently.

"Has anyone ever done this?" Xuanyuan Wuxian felt that something was still wrong.

"One of the Seven, another Heaven Rank powerhouse, had done it, but he couldn't kill Shadow in the end, because he himself had suffered so badly injured that he couldn't even deliver the most lethal blow," Madblade recalled, sighing.

"So, the seven of them have been fighting each other all the time?" Xuanyuan Wuxian said curiously.

"That naturally, the seven people have always been dissatisfied with each other's rankings, at the beginning the shadow was ranked third, it was that defeat to him, only to be forced to exchange positions with that person, so the ranking of the seven people is constantly changing, they are thinking about each other's weaknesses every day, and find a way to defeat each other, so for them, every day must beware of being attacked by the other party" Crazy Knife recalled the years when he became a slave of the seven, and he was simply beaten by them to death,

Xuanyuan Wuxian nodded solemnly and said, "Since they can only fight with each other, they will not join forces."

Madness shook his head and said, "They don't bother to join forces, because when they reach the Heavenly Rank powerhouse, there is no one to force them to join forces against the enemy."

Xuanyuan Wuxian nodded again: "Then we will find their weaknesses one by one and try to break through."

"Master, do you want to learn from that person and challenge the shadow?" Crazy Knife's expression was obviously a little unnatural.

Xuanyuan Wuxian thought for a moment and said, "To be precise, we are together, not me alone."

Since the other party will not join forces, then you can use the number of people to gain an advantage.

The mad knife immediately shook his head and said: "That's even more dangerous, its swordsmanship is all in the sword realm, one person is a layer of the sword realm, and two people have become two layers of the sword realm, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty."

Xuanyuan Wuxian shook his head indifferently and said: "No, we don't act separately, you and I will stand in the same direction, with you as the attack, I as the defense, and reach an alliance to fight against its sword realm together."

Crazy Knife stared at his eyebrows and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of how to attack and defend consistently.

Xuanyuan glanced at him without a trace, smiled and said, "You unleash the first form of the Crazy Sword Technique."

Hearing this, the mad knife began to wield the long knife, and then Xuanyuan Wuxian also waved the ghost eye knife, and his body swirled, and the blades of the two were very ghostly and fused together, turning and displacing at speed, so that they did not occupy extra space with each other.

In this way, the sword world will not be touched twice.

Seeing this scene, Crazy Knife was simply a little surprised.

However, he also found a flaw, that is, Xuanyuan Traceless Direction was always on the outside, so he wouldn't have to bear all these sword attacks alone.

As the mad knife was retracted, Xuanyuan Traceless also landed from the high-speed rotation.

The mad knife said angrily: "Master, you will be killed little by little."

Xuanyuan Wuxian sneered: "Have you forgotten that I am a cultivator of the Demon Body? With the power of his sword realm you described, it is not enough to kill me within a thousand moves."

The mad knife still refused to give in and said: "No, if you want to block the sword, you also need a disciple to do it."

Looking at this honest man, Xuanyuan Wuxian smiled with relief and said: "With your defensive power, it is undoubtedly to send you to death, and the power of my sword technique is not enough to kill the shadow, only you save your power, and at the last moment, cut off the shadow with a knife, then we will break through this level."

Crazy Knife didn't argue this time, but there was a trace of blood in his eyes.

Madknife doesn't shed tears, but his eyes are visibly bloodshot.

Xuanyuan Wuxian patted him on the shoulder again and said: "Shizun is prepared, you see this is a body protection spell, and this top-level Weili armor is a defense-level magic weapon, as long as we can break through his thousand moves, everything will be over."

Only then did the mad knife nod his head in relief and said, "Master, the disciple will never live up to your entrustment, and the last sword will definitely cut off that shadow."

The master and apprentice looked at each other, and began to prepare to join forces to attack the shadow.

In the void, the shadow sword is still hanging in the air, and it doesn't seem to be affected by any outside world.

It hung in the air, but there seemed to be a faint sense of power stretching.

When the Crazy Sword and Xuanyuan Traceless strode into the sword realm's attack atmosphere, the sword realm slammed into action, like a light spiritual spring, and it pumped out from the sword qi.

The next moment, the sword intent raged in the sky, and it instantly condensed into the sword realm.

It was a sword intent that seemed illusory, but terrifying to the extreme.

When the mad sword swirled, the ghost eye knife also swirled, and the sword realm attacked them wildly.

The rain of swords in the sky, the sword qi in the sky, embellished this moment into a kendo world.

Standing outside the sword realm, the old man could see this scene most clearly, that the way of the sword had been out of the category of swordsmanship, but a kind of understanding of the way of the sword that was almost extreme.

Because what you see is no longer a sword, but a way of understanding the truth of the universe.

The old man can be regarded as half a kendo cultivator, and at this time, he said inexplicably: "Even if the old man can cultivate kendo to his own extent, it will be enough."

Just as the old man sighed, the mad knife and the ghost eye knife formed a vortex and had slipped into the sword realm.

Then, in the old man's eyes, tens of millions of flying swords appeared and stabbed towards them.

Each thorn brings a hint of blood red.

It's just that the two swirls are too fast, and I can't tell who is injured.

The old man secretly prayed in his heart, although Lao Tzu wanted to harm this kid at first, but now he has no ability to get out of this heavenly gate, you must give Lao Tzu a life.

The old man had already inspected it, and after this gate, the outside passage had been closed.

That means that when you come here, you can only move forward, not retreat.

This is also a lot of ancient explorers of the underground palace, who have come and gone. Either they were killed, or they couldn't go back, trapped alive and inside.

The old man didn't want to be a living dead.

Therefore, the flying sword in the old man's cuffs was also about to move, but he also knew that if his cultivation rushed over, it would undoubtedly cause chaos for them.

So the old man only had an Anai temperament, waiting for the last opportunity to appear. He never dreamed that it would be himself, a small person with insufficient cultivation, who would eventually kill the shadow.

At this moment, the two whirls had already advanced half a kilometer, and they were getting closer and closer to the core area of the flying sword.

At this time, behind the suspended sword, a shadow flashed, very vague, but it was impossible to ignore his existence.

He was like a ghost dwelling in the night, always hanging in the air and flying behind the sword, a pair of dark green eyes that could pierce through everything, staring at those two swirls of light sneakily.

"Crazy Knife, you slave, you dare to offend your master" The shadow seemed to see the Crazy Knife, and immediately reprimanded.

Perhaps intimidated by its might, the rotation of the mad knife stalled slightly, and immediately made them a little unbalanced, Xuanyuan Wuxian hurriedly shouted: "Gather your mind, don't be fooled by his words."

Only then did the mad knife stabilize his sword technique, and he continued to rush towards the hanging sword with him.

The shadow sneered again: "Do you think that just some abusive spells, as well as your Three Tribulation Demon Body, can resist my Sword Realm?

With the shadow sneering, sure enough, another layer of the sword realm pushed over, and it actually condensed with the previous sword realm.

In this way, the sword attacks they received were doubled out of thin air.

This made Xuanyuan Wuji's defense, which was originally a little easy, suddenly opened a hole, and in the blink of an eye, his body and Wei Lijia were shattered.

At this time, the mad knife was also panicked, and asked in surprise: "Master, are we still going forward?"

Xuanyuan glanced back and found that he was already halfway behind him, and there was almost no difference between stepping back and walking over now.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "You leave me alone, give me a strong rush, and the teacher has his own way to resist."

Although the mad knife was still a little unbearable in his heart, but the matter had come to this point, he could only risk death and rush forward.

Then the two of them swirled more rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached the outside of the shadow core.

From this moment, they truly felt the terrifying power of the sword qi like substance.

Now the flying sword is no longer qi, but a water waterfall, as if a hole has been broken in the sky, and a large number of water waterfalls flow down from above, burying their bodies under the constant flow of sword intent in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, Xuanyuan was without a trace, and the Wei Li armor and spells on his body were shattered, and almost all of those sword rains were pierced on his flesh and blood now.

As crimson blood splattered, his flesh was being eroded by a rain of swords.

Although the defense of the Demon Body Tribulation is comparable to the level of a spiritual weapon, it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket to defend against such a sword formation.

Seeing that he was about to be separated to death a little bit, a purple circle of light flickered on Xuanyuan Traceless's chest, and then the surface of his skin was unexpectedly covered with the power of a holy ruin.

It was also this subtle change that made Xuanyuan Wuxian resist the sword flow, and immediately yelled at the mad knife: "Rush into the sword curtain, cut me",

When the mad knife heard the voice of the master, until he was fine, he immediately rejoiced in his heart, and as soon as he lifted the mad knife, he turned around and rushed into the sword curtain, and then the long knife swept away, and the remnant knife technique turned into a flash of lightning, slashing straight towards the shadow.

Perhaps because of the underestimate, the shadow was a little flustered, and then the flying sword was also grabbed by him, and a sword stabbed towards the mad knife.

Flutter.

One sword went into the chest, and the other slashed over the shadow.

Then the mad knife spurted blood from its mouth and fell to the ground in mid-air, and the shadow also condensed in a trance, only to see a vague figure stumbling away.

At this time, Xuanyuan Wuxian couldn't care about the shadow, and rushed directly to the ground to protect the mad knife.

Sword streams were converging on it from all directions, and Xuanyuan Traceless resisted everything with his own flesh as him.

The sword stream was so dense that even the power of the Holy Ruins could not heal such a dense wound, and his back began to become scarred, and then the flesh and blood were removed little by little, and the bones were already visible.

Suddenly, the sword rain stopped, followed by a shadow scream, and then, Xuanyuan Wuxian saw the old man coming from a distance, holding a flying sword in his hand, and the shadow blood was still flowing on it.

He killed the Shadow!

Xuanyuan Traceless never dreamed that it would end like this.

But it didn't matter who killed Shadow, and now they finally survived.

As his last breath relaxed, he finally couldn't resist fainting.

All of them were calm, and there were two corpses lying on the ground.

When the old man came over and saw this scene, his heart inevitably fluctuated slightly.

This is the best chance to kill them.