The old man who smoked the hay and cigarette had a desolate look in his eyes, gently spread his fingertips, raised his eyebrows, and chanted poetry softly in his mouth.

After thousands of sails are white for water, one day the demon wind is alone.

Although the broken sword is rusty, the man is not old, and the bear heart is ambitious.

His old gray robe threw out a light sword with the tip broken, the sword body had unwiped dry bloodstains, the blade of the sword was like light, the sword face was buzzing and reflecting an old face, the wrinkles were like grass flying, and the crying tears filled a pile of paper that had not yet covered the wind, which was full of some lonely words written in the writings, the opinions between heaven and earth, and the thin cognition of life, everything was scattered at this time, but his eyes looked at the white and tender young man, his eyes were like a pool of clear water, calm and silent.

The long scroll of paper was tightly folded, Li Shuishan stretched out his hand to hold it, looked at each other, showed a far-fetched smile, the old man's eyes were condensed, the broken sword in his hand was pulled up and went straight into the distance, around several years of vicissitudes of life Zhufeng monks, while drawing the sword, the momentum broke out at one point, twisted into a rope and rushed forward, the size of the sword is different, the sword power is different, with several tacit understanding, when a few grinning monsters single horn probed in, was the solo hand buckled the sword, cross-cut and kicked away, and pulled the sword again, there was a little demon in the distance around the robe, was cut in half.

Li Shuishan was like a toddler, breathing slowly in swaddling clothes, opening a pair of confused eyes to look at the outside world, to see if this was good or bad?

There was the sound of footsteps walking around, a deafening roar, the demon bird whispered, the sword Naruto died, the blood stains fell in front of him, his blue robe was dyed with the red blood of a middle-aged man in the surrounding Pearl Peaks, he fell to the ground, the sword in his right hand was grabbed back, swept out of the demon legs, his mouth full of blood spit out, his teeth hit the white stone, his front teeth cracked, his eyes widened, and the bloodshot gathered in the middle from all around, and he said hoarsely: "Live..."

His body was pulled up by an old man, and he shouted, "Let me go, I don't want to be a drag." I've killed enough demons, I'll wait for the call of the peaks..."

The old man burst into tears, patted his head, and cried: "Get up for me, no one is allowed to stop." ”

Solo Wu looked back, stabbed at the demon body that came from behind, pinched his head and threw it out, pressed one hand on his shoulder, lifted it into the team, and threw it to Li Shuishan and said, "Protect him." ”

Li Shuishan nodded slightly.

Solo Wu was just about to kill the enemy, but he glanced back at Li Shuishan again, and said lightly: "Zhufeng is not allowed to give up any Zhufeng people, and Zhufeng is not allowed to have traitors and cowardly people." ”

With that, he took a step forward and flew to open the way.

The smoke and rain blew the wind, and the gift of nourishing the dry season messed up the mind in the rippling clouds and ink, and after pouring a basin of water, it lightly stained the emptiness.

The smoke willow rolled into a roll and fell under a pair of big hands, a press became a hole, the four fingers of the probe fell, and the big sword under the knee of the dark sword man flicked, he waved his hand and patted, his face was stunned, "Sacrifice the spirit, throw out the bone spear, I will let you live, you know, the entire mountain and sea chart, the sacrifice spirit of the demon clan is extremely important, you can think about yourself, as the saying goes, people do not destroy the heavens and the earth for themselves." The demon clan naturally has selfish intentions, they can die, if you die, the inheritance of your demon island will be broken, and you will not be able to find the past and touch the present again. You know human language, I don't need to say much about slander, no matter how strong I am, no matter how strong I am, I can't compete with me. ”

That hand

The demon clan priest with a wooden stick, his eyes are cloudy, his clothes are half a demon ear, and there is a jingle bell on it, and the wind is ringing, penetrating the flesh and blood and scabbing, with a bang, smashing the ground hard, after the four-fingered demon rui is silent, he opens his eyes like a sea, the monstrous waves turn over the clouds, raise his arm and blast out, and go straight to the big sword.

The eyes of the sword man were solemn, he took off his robe and flew up, returned the green robe of the fire of the oil lamp, took off a little yellow fire on it, put it on his fingertips, and bounced on the sword surface, with a buzz, the fire was blue, the temperature was extremely high, and after a few beats, the four fingers were covered with hair, like human fingerprints, folds and rough marks were deep, thick as the sea, the two met, the surrounding clouds flew away, the rain tilted and rotated and flew up, and the aura in the air squeezed out transparent water droplets, dripping down.

The white-clothed people who stood in the air blurred, one after another exposed their corpses, rushed to the void, and screamed from being burned by the blue flames, but still couldn't stop the spread of the flames, and the impact of the smoke rolled to the demon island, the human monks wanted to retreat because the demon clan was too fierce, and the momentum flew them all forward, thousands of demon clans looked ugly, with broken legs and rotten faces, white faces and thick hair, tiger tails and dragon heads, snakes swallowing autumn leaves-like heads, many strange monsters rushed out naked, they spit out slime, the smoke blew, stopped moving, and were angry.

The sword man and the four-fingered demon Rui moved in all directions, the big sword waved in the air with his mind, the entire sky was full of fire, the flame pattern of the oil lamp robe on his body was tired, and with a pinch of his fingers, he slightly provoked the flames and threw them out again.

The battle situation on the Demon Island was enough to attract the attention of countless demons and Terran monks around it, but when the Four-Fingered Rui Beast appeared, the greedy people who were about to move also stopped, and they were just a spectator! Although there are not many scattered cultivators in the mountains and seas, they are not something that can be counted with both hands and feet. The chance to lead to this place still exists, the broken cracks, the secret passages, who knows if the descendants of the monks who followed the path of the founder are here?

Just as Li Shuishan met the wandering mountain scattered people by chance before, and he said that the monks who fought against the Luo Demon could not be found.

In the distance, an old figure walked in the air, he was wearing a gray-brown robe, embroidered with three white roses in front of him, his eyes were like gourds dotting water, a gray long sword hung obliquely on his waist, his eyes were white, and the shadow of white paper loomed behind him, and he kept muttering words that he couldn't understand.

Li Shuishan carried the middle-aged man on his shoulder, very hard, walking slowly, the island shore was clearly divided, the demon clan was still numerous, and the fight was endless, although they all used their best, there were still people who died tragically. Spear Sha held the tasseled spear that killed the stone demon dragon in his hand, his eyes were gray, and he raised it again to assassinate the demon bird flying in the distance, the spear borrowed its strength again in the air, and the absorbed dark water droplets burst in an instant, if you see that the water droplets are unstable, but when the mountain rock falls, it is enough to use the power of years, decades, to penetrate the stone body.

The spear swirled, held in the palm of its hand, and the neighing sound of the sky was empty, as it was the first beast to gallop and kill, picking the strong of the demon clan.

This scene was distracted by the sacrificial spirit who was still controlling the demon rui, snorted, reached out to hold a piece of white stone and gently crushed it, under this demon island, a hundred stone palms jumped out, awakened by layers of blood droplets, they were all wrapped in dry liquid like a white cloth, and popped up at the fighting Terrans, slapping down, banging non-stop, dozens of Terrans did not rush to escape, shot out blood, and some broke their legs and feet fell to the ground and wailed in pain.

As soon as the sacrificial spirit exhaled, and then pinched the white stone, the death of the human race in the distance was even more tragic.

Solo Wu saw the shaking of the terrain, one by one the withering depressions from small to large, his eyes were solemn, the green ink sword in his hand slashed, slashed at the surrounding ground, and drew a large circle, the sword light in the circle broke through the ground, exploded below, and a few sticky things fell to the ground, he frowned and glanced at it, and muttered: "What is it?"

After the sacrificial spirit pinched the white stone, the big hand that swept in again reached out and quickly patted it, and an old man in the original team of more than a dozen people was photographed, blood gushed out directly, and he broke an arm, hurriedly got up, sealed his acupoints, and coughed: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Li Shuishan calmly looked at everything that happened, his heart trembled a little, he didn't want to be a timid person.

There is a night on the demon island, the darkness is back to green, the smoke and rain stop, and the battle does not stop.

From time to time, a hundred feet of great sword light fell, killing a lot of demon clans, splitting the pace of progress, and the battle between the Rui beast and the Hades Sword Man in the sky was also to the extreme.

At this time, there was a figure wrapped in bare hay stepped out from the hill and went straight to the Stygian Sword Man, he was barehanded, the muscles on his body swelled, and a terrifying aura enveloped half the sky erupted, and everyone's qi and blood couldn't help but churn closely, and they saw that the big sword of the Stygian Sword Man was repelled by a punch, leaving an idling sword sound. This person turned his back to the demon and threw a punch again, the friction between the fist and the aura in the air made a clicking sound, and when it landed on the blade, the sword man directly spurted blood, and his eyes were gloomy.

The Stygian Sword Man stepped back and stabilized the big sword, raised his head and laughed loudly: "Lao Tzu has long heard that a person who cultivates alone, with a burly figure and amazing blood and blood, can lift half of the sky, and it is worthy of his reputation at first sight today." However, the people of the mountains and seas are still not as big as the monks with swords in their fists, and even if they are good at using the advantages of this place, it is difficult to survive too much. ”

"I call myself a sword man, holding a high-grade sword, taken from the Tiandong Cave of Taibei Mountain, I also have a wish in my heart, that is, to fight with Duxiu, so that I can understand what is the power of qi and blood? I'm not going to do my best. ”

The solitary cultivator snorted and said in a rough voice: "It won't hurt people in the next place, don't beat my idea." Even if I cultivate alone for the mountains and seas, I will not hinder you mountain people from doing things, but I will be clear and leave room for doing things. You are an intruder yourself, and you are looking for what you should be seeking, why do you have a soft spot for Demon Island? Even if the bone spear fell here, it was the ancestors of other people who worked hard to find it. The word chance has the meaning of seeking. Why are you reversing the meaning?"

The Stygian Sword Man stood on the body of the sword and said, "I was just ordered to do something, and I gave Demon Island a few years to wait, today is not too early." As for what you said, I don't care, I just want to take the bone spear and deliver the mission and go back to the mountain. ”

"Moreover, it is not necessary to seek in the first place, and it is a law to snatch and kill people in practice?

"Hand over the bone spear, and as soon as you and I fight, I will leave. The Stygian smirked.

The lone cultivator shook his head, turned around and took a few steps into the air, turned back and said fiercely: "This place is the second family of this cultivator, if you destroy it, I will kill you." ”

The Stygian Sword Man's heart trembled, and his blood surged out, revealing a look of longing.