"Thorn!"

This was the sound of swords and palms staggering, a long sword with a Ling Ren's sword aura and a thin palm touching together, and it was unbelievable that the long sword was avoided after a fight.

The sword qi grazed the palm of his hand, but only a thin white scratch was left on the palm.

The palm of the hand was unbiased, reaching straight into the arms of the Taoist holding the sword.

Zhong Nanji looked at the palm that came with the strong wind, his sword eyebrows were raised, his figure in mid-air flipped over, and he dodged dangerously, and then another sword slashed out and slashed on Yin Wuli's back.

"Sting!"

The sword cut through the clothes on the thin old man's back, but it didn't hurt any of his flesh.

Zhong Nanji's eyes shrank, only to see Yin Wuli turn his head, sneered at him, and hurriedly stepped on the other party's back and retreated.

Looking at the Taoist with a solemn expression, Yin Wuli smiled even more coldly, and slowly turned around.

"Your sword is so dull, don't you have no money to buy it, but do you want me to lend you some?"

"Hmph. Zhong Nanji fell to the ground and snorted coldly: "The advantage of the tongue." ”

But he is also thinking about countermeasures in his heart, he is not an impulsive person, nor is he a scheming person.

Although the sword just now was not full strength, it also had his seven or eight success powers, and even this could not hurt Yin Wuli a little, which showed that it was indeed difficult for him to be Yin Wuli's opponent alone.

From this point of view, it is obviously unwise to act indiscriminately and insist on separating life and death.

The best way is to do a fight first, and when the passerby runs away, he can retreat and go back to the mountain gate to report the matter to his senior brother, and then make another plan.

Thinking like this, he once again bullied towards Yin Wuli, and a long sword danced impenetrable to the wind, falling on Yin Wuli's body like rain hitting a plantain.

There was a sound of swords on the road, and in a few breaths, Zhong Nanji stabbed Yin Wuli's Zhou up and down.

Obviously, in addition to grappling, he is also ready to continue to test and test the flaws in this Yin Wuli.

It's a pity that Yin Wuli's whole body is like an iron cast, and the sword is invulnerable, and Yin Wuli's moves and styles, Zhong Nanji has to dodge.

After more than 100 rounds, Zhong Nanji has been consuming internal qi, but Yin Wuli's offensive is becoming more and more violent, opening and closing with one punch and one kick, and waving the wind and the wind.

Under the advantages of one another, Zhong Nanji is getting more and more difficult to parry.

"When!when!when!"

The three points of the long sword were pointed at the center of Yin Wuli's eyebrows, throat and chest.

But Yin Wuli just took this move without retreating, and rushed into Zhong Nanji's arms with the blade, and was about to smash it down with one punch.

Zhong Nanji's long sword opened Yin Wuli's fist, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and retreated a few meters behind him.

"Whew. He let out a sullen breath in his chest, and looked at the place where Yin Wuli's own sword had just stabbed, and there was no sign of breaking at all, no matter where it was.

Damn, isn't there a door on this man?

He has tried all the places he can, and he has even tried the next three roads, but he just can't find a way to break this Yin Wu and make external contributions.

Now only the other party's eyes haven't tried it, but as long as Zhong Nanji stabs him in the eye with a sword, Yin Wuli will close his eyes.

Zhong Nanji's sword can be fast, but it is not as fast as the moment when people close their eyes, and he is not alone, and even if he is alone, it may not be so fast.

Glancing at the road in the distance, the passerby who fled just now had long since disappeared, Zhong Nanji took a breath and looked at Yin Wuli.

He was ready to retreat, judging from the fight just now, Yin Wuli's light skills were not good, if he wanted to leave, Yin Wuli couldn't keep him.

As if he saw what he meant, Yin Wuli also stopped in place and smiled, as if he was not ready to stop Zhong Nanji.

Looking at his indifferent appearance, Zhong Nanji tightened his eyes, but did not speak, and turned around to leave.

But the moment he turned around, a fluttering voice came from behind him.

"I think there are several villages around here, and if you leave, I'll kill them all now. ”

Behind Zhong Nanji, Yin Wuli held his hands behind his back, and the corners of his mouth were lightly hooked under the messy hair.

It's hard to meet such a person who can move his muscles, and he is not ready to let it go so easily.

Zhong Nanji's body paused suddenly, and after half a breath, his body turned around.

At this time, the Taoist gradually faded away from his usual graceful appearance.

His eyebrows were upside down, his eyes were red with anger, the internal qi in his body was surging, his robe and hair were windless, and a three-foot long sword was held in his hand.

His mouth opened and he said word by word.

"Thief, son, er, dare?"

"What would I not dare. Yin Wuli raised his eyebrows and hammered his back, his voice hoarse.

"Even if all of you Tarzan people come, I have nothing to fear. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhong Nanji and grinned.

"Or you're going to kill me right here?"

He knew that these decent rivers and lakes would always tie their hands and feet like this, which was really fun.

The voice fell.

The long sword in Zhong Nanji's hand flipped over, stirring up the wind around him.

The long sword was erected in front of him by the Taoist, and a sword aura rose from his body, like a sword that rushed to the sky and broke through the clouds.

Then he picked up a sword trick in his hand, and the wind and clouds surged on the road, and the lone body stood upright in the wind, and the Taoist robe flipped up.

"Then try?"

The voice of the Taoist came, and his tone was slightly cold.

Huo, still angry.

Yin Wuli squinted his eyes, smiled and nodded: "Then try it." ”

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The Taishan sect has always been a famous and decent sect, and all disciples will be taught one thing on the first day of entry.

It is not difficult to die in this world, but it is the most difficult to hold a righteous mind in a lifetime.

When you enter the door of Mount Tai, you will have to live up to the Tao, the teaching, the teacher, the learning, the righteous thought in your heart, and do the most difficult thing in the world.

To be alone in the Tao, even if no one in this world does something, as long as it is right, you should do it, this is the Tao alone.

No why, just for the one orthographic word in my heart, square and not oblique, to spend a lifetime to write, a straight word that can not be wrong.

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Yin Wuli's words just now made Zhong Nanji understand one thing, he should kill him, right here and now.

There is a few percent certainty, and if he goes all out, it will be about thirty percent.

But he will do it, because he still has a mindfulness in his heart.

There are not many rules in Taishan, only six words.

I was alone in the way.

Simple and easy to understand, the body can die, but the way cannot be wrong.

ps: The second shift is at night.