The momentum is majestic and vast, far better than when the lantern festival on the Rouge River was held, and the underwater bed crossbow was stopped.

During this period of time, Liu Yuan has not wasted his time, and his strength has naturally improved, although Xi has never heard of the pure yang hegemony of the Rotten Dao Mountain, and has not been able to go to the next level, but he has comprehended a lot in the mountain barren knife technique.

At this moment, this style of 'mountain knife is straight to the point', and the end is huge, so that the other party has no way to hide, as if he is hiding everywhere under the knife, and he is not forced to take this knife.

Dou Qichu's words also completely angered Liu Yuan, okay, since you want to fight, then fight! He, Liu Yuan, is not afraid of adding another life to the Yuan Imperial Pavilion.

At the beginning in Qingchuan County, Jin Datong, who died at his hands, was a lesson for Dou Qichu at this moment.

The other party is not a big man, and he didn't hold a big knife like a thick coffin board, but under this move, he added a little bit of insignificance, as if there was a mountain blocking the road in front of him, and he could open it with a knife.

Looking at the power of this sword, Dou Qichu's eyes were shining, and he was not afraid of anti-joy, and quickly lifted the long sword in his hand.

Standing in place with his feet slightly separated, Dou Qichu's black hair spread out, and the internal force in his body flowed like a pot of boiling water, tumbling to the meridians of his right hand, and gradually calming down.

It is like a stream that flows quietly, but it is even more terrifying, and there is a turbulence hidden under the calm water.

A little bit of white mist was confused, and the white jade sword hidden in the fog was even colder than this winter, and a little cold light appeared from time to time.

Out of the sword, it is not very fast, even any ordinary person can see the trajectory of its movement, it is so beautiful, lined with the blue light of the day, it is even more leisurely.

But as soon as the sword came out, the temperature around the body plummeted, and in the air, a little bit of ice slag fell to the ground.

Ling Yue, frost solstice——

This sword move also has a name.

Compared to a rough and direct name like 'straight to the point', Dou Qichu's Ling Yue swordsmanship sounded more subtle.

Since its establishment, the Yuan Imperial Pavilion has almost been the enemy of the entire family, and it has stood still strong, of course, it has its own uniqueness.

Dou Qichu's Lingyue swordsmanship was learned in the Yuan Imperial Pavilion. Among the many martial arts cheats of the Yuan Imperial Pavilion, he fell in love with this sword technique at a glance, probably a kind of sympathy.

Since practicing swordsmanship, Dou Qi has worked hard every day, never slacking off for a day, and his martial arts are in line with people, so he is where he is today.

When this move was against Xia Xiang at the beginning, he was seriously injured with a single sword. At this moment, in the face of the extremely prestigious ghost face, he didn't dare to be careless, and he used twelve points of strength, and the sword moves were even more powerful than that day.

Through the previous brief contact, Dou Qichu discovered the other party's sword, which was not the same as the weapon of the disciple of the Little Lotus Mountain that day, but a sword that was equal to the sword in his hand.

The young man's youthful vigor was vividly exerted in Dou Qichu's sword.

The opposition between the fire and the cold, the swords of the two intersected and staggered, and the two had already changed their positions and stood with their backs to each other.

The knife that slashed at the door was finally stopped by Dou Qichu's move 'Frost Zhi', and the sword was pointed at the position of two inches of the blade, and the moment it touched, the opponent's unrivaled strength directly hit his chest.

The blood and qi were tumbling, the throat was sweet, and a mouthful of heart blood was about to spurt out, and it was forced down by Dou Qichu.

What a proud man he was, how could he cough up blood in front of the enemy, and besides, if he let the bright red and fishy blood stain his white robe, it would be more uncomfortable for him than being wounded.

With his back to Dou Qichu, a distance of about ten steps.

"Ha" Liu Yuan opened his mouth and slowly exhaled a breath, but the spray in the mask was full of ice slag, and the sword was very good.

Even Liu Yuan had to admit that the other party was strong, and he didn't know how much stronger than Jin Datong at the beginning, and even now, among the enemies he has encountered, the strongest one.

The other party's sword qi was still raging in his body, and the 'source' that had been silent for an unknown amount of time reacted again, and it was extremely violent, and the whole trembled, and wisps of energy were slowly released, constantly transforming Liu Yuan's body, making it begin to move towards the fourth layer of the pure yang body.

A rare opportunity to break through, if he could, he really wanted to make this battle longer, but unfortunately, the task was on his side.

At the wrist of the left hand with a broken sleeve, two black circles were clearly revealed like two black lines, which were arrows in the sleeve.

Turned around, raised his hand, launched, and in one go, the faint light flashed in mid-air, chasing straight towards Dou Qichu's back heart.

The moment the launch ended, Liu Yuan thought in his heart.

However, the mutation occurred suddenly, and even Liu Yuan himself failed to capture the trajectory of the arrow in his sleeve, but he heard a soft sound.

I don't know when, Dou Qichu, who was still facing away from him, held the long sword with his backhand and blocked it in the back of the heart, and the arrow pierced the sword body with unmistakable accuracy.

was blocked, it was blocked, Liu Yuan muttered in his heart, this was the first time that the arrow in his sleeve failed, and he didn't even see Dou Qichu's movements clearly.

Liu Yuan once speculated with himself, it was about two months ago, if the arrow in his sleeve came towards him, he would definitely not be able to dodge and would not have time to block it, even now.

If the fallen leaves are successful, you can try to avoid them.

However, with his current pure yang hegemony realm physique, when he can resist this arrow, although it is just a feeling, it should not be wrong.

An arrow being blocked is not entirely a bad thing, at least, Liu Yuan finally figured out the upper limit of the arrow in his sleeve.

At this point, the secret weapon obtained in exchange for 10,000 satisfaction points has come to an end, and if you really encounter a strong enemy like Dou Qichu again, it can only play a role in harassment.

"Despicable. Dou Qichu turned around, looked at the ghost face with anger in his eyes and said, a bright red scar was clearly visible on the back of his right hand, but he was injured by the knife just now.

Looking at the sword again, the shiny sword surface did not leave the slightest trace, and sure enough, the sword.

The corner of his eye glanced at the ground a few times, Dou Qichu couldn't find any traces of the hidden weapon, but just now he clearly felt a needle-like thing coming towards him.

In an instant, Dou Qichu remembered something, his eyes showed a sudden expression, and he blurted out, "The Xuan-level imperial envoy who died in Qingchuan County in my Yuan Imperial Pavilion was killed by you." ”

Without the slightest doubt in his tone, Dou Qichu was already determined.

Liu Yuan didn't say anything, but he clenched the knife in his hand and rushed forward again.

The enemy in front of him is really the enemy of his life, since a knife and a hidden weapon and an arrow in his sleeve can't be quickly resolved, Liu Yuan simply put all his thoughts aside and concentrate on the enemy, otherwise, it is really possible to die here.

Since one knife can't work, he will cut two and three times, and Liu Yuan, who is completely concentrating on the battle, is terrifying, like a madman, as if he has returned to the time when he fought with Tie Niu on Taiqing Mountain.

The knife technique of the mountain wilderness is already outstanding in terms of momentum, Liu Yuan fought desperately, and completely overwhelmed Dou Qichu with one knife.

The other party pressed forward step by step, and Dou Qichu retreated step by step, unable to see how panicked he was.

On the contrary, every time the sword was released, it began to become tricky, making Liu Yuan unable to guard against it, and the latter simply did not guard against it.

The sharp blade slashed on Liu Yuan's body, and the clothes were torn open one by one, and the flesh underneath was opened, leaving lines of blood.

It's just the body of the third layer of the pure yang body, and it can't stop Dou Qichu's fierce swordsmanship, but he clearly feels the movement of the 'source', Liu Yuan is not in pain, but happy, well, it doesn't hurt in his heart, it still hurts.

Whether it was the cold inner breath raging in his body, or the sword after sword that slashed his body, it was all contributing to the improvement of his strength.

The only drawback is that if you don't pay attention to it, you may go to hell, and the energy released by the persecution of the 'source' is slow after all, and there must be a process of transforming and improving his physical body.

If the east wind overwhelms the west wind, Dou Qichu's attack will greatly overwhelm this process, and it will be time for Liu Yuan to say goodbye to this world.

Even so, Liu Yuan's joy was still uncontrollably revealed from his eyes.

Looking coldly at the eyes of the ghost face hidden under the mask, Dou Qichu frowned suspiciously, he was surprised to find that the ghost face was actually happy, as if this sword was slashed in the air.

No, even if it is split in the air, it is impossible to be so happy, every time he is hit by a sword, the eyes of the ghost face are simply happier than the one that slashed him Dou Qichu.

The other party's eyes made him feel terrifying, made him feel perverted, made him think that Ghost Face was a madman, or Dou Qichu remembered the special habits of some prostitutes in the brothel of the Qinglou, and couldn't help but feel a thrill and a chill.

Fighting with such a person, Dou Qichu's goosebumps all over his body rose, and the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became, and he couldn't help but say, "Are you crazy?" The ghost face didn't answer, but took advantage of Dou Qichu's distraction to speak, raised his right hand and slashed it diagonally.

Liu Yuan, who had been beaten for the main defense and the offense second, finally seized the opportunity to come out with a knife after accumulating to improve his strength.

If it is said that the previous 'straight to the point' is vast and majestic, then this knife is precipitous! There is a strange and prominent danger, after Dou Qichu backhanded a sword, his whole body spun and soared into the air.

A few turned over and landed, with a deep puzzle in their eyes, he had never seen or even heard of such a knife technique.

But this knife technique is so powerful, it is impossible not to leave a name on the rivers and lakes, is this ghost face really a wild road with no way out?

The injury that had been pressed down was accompanied by blood and qi tumbling upwards again, and this time it was difficult to suppress it, and with a snort, bright red blood spurted onto the ground, and wisps of white smoke rose up.

It can be seen that the high temperature is not the blood itself, but the scorching knife power of the 'ghost face'.

"What's your knife called?" Dou Qichu used his tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, but fortunately there was no dirt on his robe, and asked suspiciously.

"Wushan. Ghost Face replied softly.

"Wushan?"

Whispering these four words, and then remembering the eyes of the ghost face when he was hit by the sword before, as well as the habits of some people, the expression on Dou Qichu's face became more and more strange, and then he was even more disgusted, and stood up and said angrily, "You dare to play tricks on me!"

Liu Yuan's head was full of confusion, and he didn't know what was going on with Dou Qichu at all, but he just subconsciously said, "This trick is indeed called Wushan." ”

"Bastard!" Dou Qichu felt that he had been humiliated, and his body swooped down, and his whole body stabbed like a sharp sword, and the speed was more than double that of before.

Liu Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't have time to think, his body did not retreat but advanced, but he twisted half of his body before the sword came to him.

A sword, piercing through, brought up a handful of blood mist in mid-air, and shattered into ice slag when it landed.

Poof-

It's the sound of a knife piercing.

But seeing that Liu Yuan's right hand was reversed at an extremely tricky angle, and while he was still looking ahead, the knife in his hand had already stabbed an inch below Dou Qichu's shoulder.

However, Liu Yuan's left rib was also broken with a three-inch-long bloody hole, and in the blink of an eye, the wound was already frozen, and his lips, which had lost their blood color and became half blue and half white, couldn't stop trembling, and the upper and lower teeth were fighting.

The biting cold wind blowing on his body was not as cold as his body at the moment.

Lowered his head, looking at the tip of the knife that passed through his shoulder, it still carried his Dou Qichu's blood, and suddenly, the tip of the knife was withdrawn, and a trace of blood couldn't help flowing, in the end it was dyed red in the white robe.

Disgusting, humiliating, and uncomfortable, this is all the feelings Dou Qichu felt after the battle with the 'ghost face'.

Turning around, looking around, in addition to the blood on the ground, there was also the figure of the 'ghost face', the man ran away immediately after putting away the knife, and at this moment he was already Hongfei.

"This knife, I wrote it down. Dou Qichu's eyes were cold, and he muttered in a low voice. He didn't chase after him, and the knife qi left in his body by the other party was equally annoying, so he immediately sat down cross-legged and began to adjust his body.

In the battle just now, the two were evenly divided.

However, after just two great weeks of effort, Dou Qichu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes showed a look of shock, he thought he was sword qi before, but in fact, it was knife intent!

The other party has been hurting him with knife intent, without the slightest trace of knife energy.

Thinking back carefully about the process just now, Dou Qichu found a situation that was impossible, but it was indeed a fact, that ghost face fought against him without internal strength!

Humiliation, a deep sense of humiliation filled his heart, and Dou Qichu felt that the other party was looking down on him and despising him.

"Bastard!" Dou Qichu bit his lower lip with his upper teeth and spat out three words from between the cracks.

Holding his hands on the ground, his ten fingers slowly tightened, and he plunged deep into the mud.

Such a move was unimaginable for a person as happy as him, but Dou Qichu simply suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and wanted to deeply imprint today's humiliation into his mind in this way.

"You can kill but not humiliate, no matter if you go to heaven or earth, exhaust all over the world, I Dou Qichu will track down Er's true body in this life and kill you under the sword!"

Liu Yuan, who was already three streets away, in a dilapidated house, sneezed, he didn't know that he, a waste man who was born with no internal strength, had caused such a big misunderstanding to a young and handsome man, what a proud person