In the dark woods, it was hot and humid, and the air was full of a smell of decay.

But there are bright red colors, dotted in the quiet and closed valley.

A ray of blue light came from the sky, and not long after, in the flickering of the light, a young man wearing a Kunlun costume walked out of the light.

Facing a direction, I said hello, it was a place where no one was, and a young man lazily walked out of hiding.

A sudden and long soft whistle made Zhang Sheng turn his head to look in a direction with some discomfort: "He is still practicing?"

The lazy young man, listless: "Hmm." ”

Zhang Sheng stopped talking, hugged the four-heaven flying sword magic weapon in his hand and said, "Change the guard." ”

The lazy young man sighed: "We want to rest, we don't have to rest, it's good for people to ask him to rest, no one will do it, it's good to have a high seniority!"

"If you complain, be careful that Uncle Daolin hears it. ”

The lazy young man immediately shook his head, stretched his neck to look in the direction of the valley, then turned around and rode the light and went to inspect.

Zhang Sheng leaned against a big tree, looked at the valley, her side face, an indescribable sense of happiness, spontaneously appeared, he looked at her gaze, and couldn't help frowning.

She's looking at him?

Zhang Sheng looked in the direction she was looking, the knife light flashed like a meteor, and it was fleeting, and a thin back figure was slowly collecting the knife.

It seems to be getting faster again! Zhang Sheng thought, and it was also the thoughts of everyone in the valley at this moment.

But what's the use? Zhang Sheng thought, the fighting method between cultivators is not just a quick sword.

Everyone understands this truth, but Li Xiaoyi is still happy to slash one by one.

There was a sound of wind, he listened, and subtly felt the changes in the breath around him, in order to listen to the knife.

According to the records in the anonymous book, people have words, Hua Xie also has the sound of withering, all things are born, each has its own life, the knife is one of them, listen to all things, subtleties, you can see its life.

Holding the handle of the knife, a strand of white hair fluttering with the breeze, Li Xiaoyi's eyes were closed, and there was an open space around him, and there were huge trees lying everywhere.

He was listening, listening to the whispers flowing in the air, even when a fallen leaf was falling lightly, there was a knife roaring, like thunder.

In the valley, there was no other sound, Chen Yueling was watching, Zhang Sheng was watching, but Dao Lin was listening.

It has been more than half a month since I went down the mountain, and as the Kunlun people who participated in the Shushan sword test this time, they rushed all the way, three days and two days, and only rested for half a day.

As the leader of the sect, Dao Lin knows that the world is no longer peaceful, and the rise of the White Bone Mountain has made all sects and factions sit on pins and needles.

And the cause of all this is a medium-sized sect that is close to the White Bone Mountain.

Unexpectedly, overnight, there was no trace of people, and when it reappeared, the fangs were bare-eyed, there was no distinction between people and ghosts, and they were murderous, racing all the way, killing people when they saw them, and gradually became a torrent, and the trend of spreading was extremely unstoppable.

Li Xiaoyi obviously didn't know all this, and all his thoughts were on the knife.

Because of the Nirvana Orb, it has achieved the innate Dao body, and its biggest advantage is that it can learn everything quickly, and the speed of cultivation is even faster, which is incomparable to ordinary people.

In just a few days, the trick of listening to the knife has been mastered, and with Xiaocheng, the more this is the case, the more Li Xiaoyi admires the person who wrote the book.

Listening to Dao Heng's tone, he seemed to be extremely disdainful of this, no wonder Dao Heng, this is the general opinion of cultivators about martial artists.

But there are thousands of avenues, and it is especially difficult to achieve enlightenment even if you are martial to the extreme, at least Li Xiaoyi has never heard of it.

Sitting on the ground, Li Xiaoyi opened his eyes slightly, and the fallen leaves in half were silently in front of him, and Li Xiaoyi looked at it extremely proudly.

The extreme strength is skillful, it lies in the strength of the hand, a knife to go, even if it is a thin leaf like a cicada's wings, the force of the whole body should be condensed into a point, and the knife will fall cleanly.

As for the degree to which the knife has become a momentum and the knife is moving, it is far from being said, at least it can be judged that this is not the author of the book blowing nonsense.

Li Xiaoyi, who was sitting alone on the far side, looked up at the place where Dao Lin and the others were resting, got up and drew his knife, listening to the meaning of the knife, and entertaining the silent loneliness.

He is just a person, holding his hand, cold to the bone, because of Lin Fan's incident, Li Xiaoyi, who has a bad reputation, doesn't care, and others deliberately alienate because of the knife.

The knife rises, collects the qi in the belly of Dan, the knife falls, the gas is like a spring, a knife passes through, and there is a desire to exert effort.

The purple robe was lifted to his waist, and he looked extremely thin and thin, and under his pale skin, the knife rose and fell like thunder, with redness flashing, and sweat floating.

The hearty comfort, after each knife, seemed to transform the complicated mood in him.

A sudden whistle disrupted Li Xiaoyi's last knife, and he turned his head to look at it with great displeasure.

Dao Lin and the Dao Jing real person beside him had already stood up at the same time, looking at Yi Dao Guang with a frown.

"Someone is following him!" Daojing Zhenren said with a frown.

Dao Lin's eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't worry, with the speed of Wang Zheng's imperial sword, that thing can't catch up." ”

"Chen Yueling!" Daojing Zhenren suddenly shouted.

Chen Yueling bowed her hand and said, "The disciple is here!"

"Let's set up the formation!" Dao Lin said in a calm tone, turning his head to look at the other side, Zhang Sheng understood and rose from the ground!

Li Xiaoyi put on his robe, walked to Dao Lin and the others, and also looked at the sky.

Zhang Sheng's speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he and Wang Zheng had already converged, and the two cooperated with each other, with a very tacit understanding, leading the black light behind him to fly towards the valley.

Li Xiaoyi saw people for the first time, and when he was in Kunlun, he also studied this game, which was cumbersome and complicated, forbidden and prohibited, permutations and combinations, and what was even more dizzying was the word "change".

Chen Yueling and the others, at this moment, were arranged according to the direction of the gossip, and each person twisted the trick in one hand, and there was a rune floating and jumping in the air, and then disappeared.

Wang Zheng and Zhang Sheng fell into the formation one after another, and they had a good heart, and they also pinched the trick with one hand, and their bodies moved, and they also stepped on a gossip direction, until the black gas fell to the ground, and the dust was also flying.

Li Xiaoyi looked at it, and when the black qi dissipated, a zombie with fangs on his eyes stood in the gossip array.

"Four fields in all directions!" Chen Yueling was the first to shout.

"Hey!" four times in a row.

The formation is converted, the sword light is faintly floating, and the Liuhe sword formation is formed!

"Missing a door?" Li Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows.

Dao Lin and Dao Jing beside him didn't speak, but looked at him.

Li Xiaoyi subconsciously thought of something, and the thick-skinned still stood still, Chen Yueling and the others didn't seem to count on him at all, and the sword light appeared, pointing directly at the black-faced and fanged zombie.

I saw that there was fire and thunder, five figures looming, swords and swords scattered like rain, sealing the zombie's multiple directions, no chaos how it attacked, every time it encountered, there were two people in contact with it.

Chen Yueling is in the middle of the formation, Liuhe re-transforms the five elements, the five sides respond, the zombie moves, then she understands, the zombie does not move, and it faces the battle head-on, and still does not lose.

A cold ice sword, the ice thorn is as hard as a knife manifestation sword intent, the sound of the sword, the zombie's black claws are like iron hooks, the two touch each other, and the ice flowers are like rain.

Chen Yueling's sword light swirled, and it was another sword of the white dragon going out to sea, and bursts of frost and frost rolled in, forcing it back again.

Zhang Sheng took this opportunity to swipe the magic weapon of the Four Heavens in his hand, one by one, and brought the black-faced fanged zombie into the circle of the two of them again.

While Li Xiaoyi watched from the sidelines, he was even more surprised by Chen Yueling's continuous sword intent.

In the spirit period, he can realize the sword intent, such a talent, no wonder he can be the first person in the inner door.

Zhang Sheng, who put on a stinky face to himself all day long, was also very good, he didn't realize the sword intent at the age of the year, he raised his hands and moved the sword, he was relaxed and powerful, and he was extremely well proportioned.

It's just that this zombie is like copper skin and iron bones, not to mention invulnerable, only Chen Yueling's sword intent and murderous aura can make it fearful, but others are difficult to hurt in the slightest.

It is similar to the iron-armored female corpse back then, but it is not as good as it, and it should not have reached the realm of the iron-armored corpse.

I also remembered what Sun Qian said to herself at the time, if there was an arrangement in advance, and then there was a real pill to make a move, even if the iron-armored female corpse was fierce, it would be difficult to shake the edge of its people.

Now it seems that it is really good......

Just when Li Xiaoyi was thinking about it, the differences between the two sides, and the advantages and disadvantages.

The figure of the iron-armored corpse suddenly accelerated, like a gust of wind, and flashed the joint blows of Chen Yueling and Zhang Sheng one after another, and the figure reached the front of Xu Yun in front of Li Xiaoyi.

The long sword in his hand, swallowing like a snake, Xu Yun did not dodge or dodge, a sword swinging into the sea of fire, colliding with it, who knew that the black-faced and fanged zombie was not afraid of the burning of the sea of fire, and accelerated again.

Xu Yun gritted his teeth, although he was afraid, he swung his sword again and again, but he did not retreat, Chen Yueling was not in a hurry to remedy, seeing that Xu Yun was going to fight against zombies, he immediately said loudly: "Retreat!"

Originally, I thought that this guy was really hard-boned and did not retreat, but who would have thought that when he saw that the black-faced and fanged zombie was about to take advantage of the situation, Xu Yun suddenly moved to the side, directly revealing Li Xiaoyi behind him.

The black-faced and fanged zombies were non-stop, and a pair of naked eyes faintly flashed with bloodthirsty light.

No one would have imagined such a situation.

Chen Yueling and the others, although they knew that the situation was critical, they couldn't keep up with the speed of the zombies, and they had nothing to do, so they could only stare at the black-faced and fanged zombies and pounce on Li Xiaoyi.

Li Xiaoyi's face remained unchanged, his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the knife, and his eyes were coldly staring at the zombies that were about to arrive.

I still remember the tragedy of White Bone Mountain, and I have never forgotten the embarrassment and unbearableness of that time.

Listening to the knife, in the subtleties, just when the black-faced fanged zombie was about to insert a hand into Li Xiaoyi's chest, he closed his eyes.

Seeing this situation, Dao Lin and Dao Jing Zhenren thought that Li Xiaoyi couldn't react in time, because the sudden acceleration of the black-faced zombie was too fast, and they were already ready to come to the rescue.

Just like a lightning bolt in the dark night, with the momentum of wind and thunder, Li Xiaoyi's face was cold, and he suddenly pulled out his sword in the thunder and slashed!