In July, the fire flowed, and the summer retreated.

At present, the afterheat of the summer is particularly strong, and the fire is actually appearing.

It is unknown whether the townspeople at the far end of the town feel the cold.

The five purple-clothed marquis who fell to the fire actually realized what it means to be cold to the bone!

It was clearly a summer night, and the five of them seemed to have a bed of thick snow on their bodies!

In an instant, the clothes were frozen and sunk, the body was cold and stiff, and the naked skin and hair all condensed into a layer of frost!

The reaction of the mind seems to be half a beat slower.

That flowing fire was not an extraterrestrial meteor, but Jiang Yichen's meteor style.

Sword Immortal Li Jiechen improved the usual sword style of most swordsmen in the rivers and lakes in the past, "Meteor Chasing the Moon", and he could stab two feet away without spending a minute of internal force.

Mastering this meteor style, it can be said that the swordsman who already pays attention to agility can be said to be like a tiger.

However, if it stops there, the meteor style is just an auxiliary sword skill, which can be unprepared when it is tricky, but it is difficult to make a final decision when it is hard to fight.

To get this meteor-style essential, there is no internal force at all, and you can also use the essence of the surrounding heaven and earth to temporarily use it to temporarily breathe and fly out of the three zhang.

And the meteor-like wonder or advanced stage is outside these three zhangs.

After the meteor style is displayed two zhang, every more foot, the consumption of internal strength will be doubled, there is no strong internal force to do the guarantee, three zhang is the limit;

After making up his mind to make a quick decision, Jiang Yichen spared no effort.

The two sides are more than ten zhang away, and the five people of Ziyi Hou are waiting for him to enter the tiger's mouth, and if he wants to take him by surprise, he needs to be fast enough.

If you want to be fast enough, you can only perform this ultra-long-distance meteor for the first time.

Fortunately, Jiang Yichen's three internal skills have made great additions to his internal breath, and his internal strength reserves are not majestic, but they are also abundant enough.

Under the full strength of such internal forces, the meteor style did not lose face for Jiang Yichen.

It only took less than four breaths to send Jiang Yichen to the front of the enemy formation.

In this battle, Jiang Yichen's disadvantage is not that he is outnumbered.

Except for the Purple Cloth Marquis and the Full Moon Scythe, the remaining three people could hardly pose a threat to him.

The disadvantage of the other party is that although the strength of the Full Moon Scythe is not bad, its scythe method is a way of opening and closing, and it needs absolutely sufficient space to flexibly exert its power.

Hidden weapons, chains and other long-range offensive methods may also be able to echo it, but it is difficult for Ziyi Hou and others who use their hands as blades to fight in close quarters.

On the contrary, it gave Jiang Yichen the opportunity to break through one by one.

Jiang Yichen's real disadvantage is that he doesn't know much about the full moon sickle, and he can't take precautions accordingly.

But when facing the enemy, don't think about it, compared to the mysterious scythe, Jiang Yichen still believes that the purple marquis is more cunning and cunning, and regards him as the biggest threat.

No matter how strong the newly broken arm of the purple-clothed marquis is, he is still a frightened bird, and if he does not take advantage of his illness to kill him at this time, it will violate his duty as a killer.

Therefore, his first sword of the day was directed at the Purple Marquis!

"Huangkou child, don't be rampant!"

There were not too many accidents, and when the sword blade was still a foot away from the eyes of the Purple Yihou, the only remaining Purple Demon Hand was fearless to protect the master.

Without much sound, the dumb was stuck between the fists of the purple devil's hand, and the sword momentum was unloaded into the air and underground by the purple-clothed marquis.

For a while, the cold earth and rocks in the narrow alley were flying!

But that's all.

After all, it was a purple demon hand that could be tempered and comparable to many famous soldiers in the rivers and lakes, and if it was replaced by the hand of an ordinary martial artist, it would be scattered all over the place as broken ice and gravel.

It's just that in the next moment, the purple-clothed marquis quickly loosened his fist, and slapped the sword body away to the left side with his backpalm.

The purple devil was invulnerable, not afraid of freezing or fire, but he couldn't stop the rapid spread of the extremely cold aura along his arm.

How could the purple-clothed marquis, who was in a hurry to respond, dare to stalemate with Jiang Yichen again, and take the initiative to change his tactics to protect himself.

This should have been a good opportunity for Jiang Yichen to use his sword again to defeat the enemy, but the piercing sound of tearing air warned him that he had to retreat first.

Boom——

The bright full moon came again, and Jiang Yichen immediately retreated.

It was only a distance of less than a few feet, and the full moon sickle was reluctantly pasted up.

Under the night moon, the "full moon" in the narrow alley is more eye-catching than before.

There are two bright moons in the sky and the world at the same time, teaching people to be in a trance as if in a dream.

Xu felt that this "full moon dance" thunder was loud and rainy, but the threat to Jiang Yichen was limited, and the full moon sickle finally stopped dancing the long sickle.

It's just that its offensive has not diminished for half a point, even if it is a simple hook and stroke, it is to find the most accurate angle, use the most appropriate force, take the most ingenious line, and force Jiang Yichen's wrists, ankles, and throat from various lines, not a point heavier, not a point lighter, not a point faster, not a point slow.

A full moon seems to be divided into one, two, and three...... More than a dozen waning moons shrouded Jiang Yichen in it.

At the beginning, Jiang Yichen relied on a wonderful body technique, and there was still room for evasion, but within three breaths, there was no way to avoid it.

Fortunately, in the face of this kind of fast attack, Jiang Yichen has long been familiar with it.

Outside of the darkness, six seemingly nonexistent sword light shadows appeared.

Ren Full Moon Scythe sketched out a hundred waning moons, but he could not break through the blockade of the Darkness and the Six Heavenly Illusion Sword.

Jingle Bell!

In just half a cup of tea, the waning moon had already clashed with the Heavenly Phantom Sword for no less than three hundred rounds.

The Full Moon Scythe and Jiang Yichen also fought fiercely from the narrow alleys to the roofs of the houses.

If you don't listen to the sound of the sword, just looking at it from a distance, it will probably lead people to mistakenly think that there is a big flower growing on the roof of the family.

A large flower with hundreds of crescent-shaped petals and a few sword-shaped filaments, reflecting the color of the cold moon.

However, there is always a time when the flower will wither.

Sometimes it's a routine, sometimes it's a surprise.

The big flowers suddenly dissipated under the moonlit night.

It was Jiang Yichen who stopped first, and his sword was forced to stop.

A cautious smile appeared faintly under the black robe.

The middle of the scythe was in the middle of the dumb blade, as if a nail rake had stuck the snake, and it would never let it do anything wrong.

This situation seems familiar, it is Jiang Yichen's previous method of interrupting the attack of the Full Moon Scythe to get out, but he was returned to his own body in this back and forth.

Jiang Yichen's heart was not good, and he was anxious to return to the sword and withdraw, but it was too late.

The Full Moon Scythe dances the "Full Moon" scythe again.

If Jiang Yichen didn't abandon his sword and retreat, he could only keep up with the rhythm of the other party's dancing "full moon".

And if you want to completely get out of control, you can only turn faster than the "full moon"!

As a swordsman who has never easily given up his sword to face the enemy, Jiang Yichen is still holding his hands dumbly.

In this way, he can only passively draw circles with his sword in the first ten breaths, and after ten breaths, he has to turn his body in the air to barely keep up with the rhythm.

A strange scene reappears.

A black-robed man held a full moon in front of him, and at the other end of the full moon, there was a figure that kept spinning.

People who are afraid of being hit by the fish in the pond and running away from danger don't know whether to stay away or be bold to see what will happen next.

Jiang Yichen, who kept spinning, had fallen into a comprehensive passivity.

Even if he is good at light exercises, he has never tossed himself like this.

At this time, he didn't know how many times he had turned back and forth in the air, at least more than half a hundred.

For the time being, he couldn't pay attention to the discomfort in his internal organs and the dizziness in his brain, because the danger was approaching.

With a relatively fixed target, the hidden weapon was already thrown like rain hitting plantains, but it was useless to hear the sound of bullets falling to the ground.

The chainkee's chains were entangled, and Jiang Yichen kicked them mercilessly.

The only thing that can make Jiang Yichen jealous is Ziyihou, and it was when he was in the most dilemma that Ziyihou made a move!

The Purple Marquis did not and did not dare to have any reservations, as soon as the Purple Demon Hand came out, it was a must-kill situation.

In Ziyihou's opinion, Jiang Yichen has only two choices, either to take this killing blow, or to give up his sword to avoid the edge, the latter is just to take a breath.

Wouldn't a swordsman be a dead end without a sword?

Jiang Yichen didn't have a sword, and there was a hand-held guarantee of the Heavenly Death Folding Mei at the bottom of the box.

But what can the heavens fold the plum hand and the purple demon hand?

The purple devil's hand is not a hand, it is a divine weapon, and there is no room for the heavenly folded plum hand!

The purple-clothed marquis is sure that he has seen through all of Jiang Yichen's reliance, and he is bound to win!