"With your strength, you are far from being an opponent, so don't die in vain. Luo Yuan spoke calmly, his face did not show the slightest, but his heart was shocked.

The details are clear in an instant. The man in front of him was indeed weak, and he was not full of energy when he spoke, and he was obviously badly wounded. However, at such a distance, he and the others only saw a vague figure before. And that figure, who was badly injured, was able to transmit his voice so clearly, and he could easily see himself and others. Luo Yuan asked himself, if he was in his prime, he would be far from his opponent, but at this time, the person in front of him was already seriously injured, and he might not be able to fight with it.

Thinking of this, Luo Yuan's heart couldn't help but feel a sense of war, and the person in front of him was already an ordinary person. The seriously injured body kills two masters with one move, and he is extremely strong.

Luo Yuan stepped forward slowly, his momentum condensing, and he continued to climb towards the peak. Luo Yuan's eyes were full of solemnity, his hand pressed on the hilt of his sword, and he slowly spoke: "Who are you?"

The figure sat on the ground, and when he heard the words, he responded: "When mortals see immortals, why don't they worship?" Although he said this, he was shocked in his heart. I thought that those two strong men were the strongest people, condensing the few remaining true elements and killing them. I never thought that judging from the current momentum, the strongest person was actually a teenager who was ignored by himself. At present, his true essence is almost exhausted, and he has to cross his knees to adjust it in order to recover.

When Luo Yuan heard this, his eyes froze, and he thought in his heart, this person regards himself as an immortal, and he is afraid that he is a person from the immortal sect. At this moment, he sat cross-legged, seemingly calm, but in fact delayed time to recover. Seriously injured, after another battle, his recovery may not be able to keep up with the attrition.

From this, Luo Yuan knew in his heart that he couldn't wait. Although his momentum is still a little short of the peak at this moment, under the severity of the situation, even if the momentum is broken, it cannot be recovered.

Immediately moved like a thunderbolt, drew his sword out of the lightning and flint, and condensed his body. His eyes were cold, his pupils flashed like lightning, and he raised his lips and said softly: "Sigh the blue light after a thousand years of wine, and worry about the long sword suitable for the remnant sun." "The two styles of mastery are done in one go, coherently, and the momentum is amazing, it is this vast sea of sand, and when it encounters the power of this sword, it is all avoided. The power of this shot can be seen.

The sitting figure was originally closed to recuperate, and when it was delayed, he was ready for Luo Yuan to burst out. It's just that I'm still amazed that there is such a genius among the mundane. This sword made him frown at this moment. However, I just found it difficult. That made the sand sea avoid, and the sword light that was difficult for the big man to see clearly, in his eyes, he could see it clearly.

It's just that the speed is indeed extraordinary, and the power is really amazing, and the immortal man took out a slightly damaged yellow paper from his arms. The yellow paper fluttered in the wind, and there were a few folds. But seeing that at this moment, when the Remnant Yang Sword was less than three feet away from the person sitting cross-legged, he pinched the yellow paper with the two fingers of his right hand, and pinched a strange gesture that Luo Yuan and the others had never seen before.

Subsequently, when Dan heard a sound: "Break", the yellow paper dissipated, turned into three ice swords, and went straight to Luo Yuan. The power of the three ice swords is really terrifying, only to see the yellow sand around them, it is not resistant to cold ice, it is frozen and falls straight down.

Luo Yuan protects the sword with qi, and the sword momentum has been completed, and there is a great tendency to give up on me. The three ice swords came one after another, and Luo Yuanjian walked as he wished, shaking the two swords hard. But seeing the cold and icy, two roaring sounds spread, followed by a powerful qi, invisible but felt.

The big man who was two zhang away was pushed out more than half a zhang, and the bodies of the two big men exploded. In the middle of the desert, a sand pit with a diameter of about half a foot was blown out, and if it was an ordinary person, he would have died a long time ago.

Although he smashed the two ice swords, Luo Yuan still didn't dare to take it lightly, because there was another one, which was less than three feet away from the center of his eyebrows. At that moment, Luo Yuan raised his sword, picked it up with the tip of the sword, and dissolved it as if it were light.

This hand has extremely strict requirements for the condensation of people's spirit and spirit, and consumes a lot of mental energy. The man couldn't help frowning even more, and secretly miscalculated.

And Luo Yuan also breathed a little at this time, and the two styles of mastery were only worthy of each other's yellow paper. Is this the strength of a person in the Immortal Dao? Luo Yuan couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, and he had a will.

It's just that the matter has come to this point, and the two have no possibility of resolving it, and only by separating life and death can they end this battle.

Luo Yuan's qi had been depleted a lot, and his gaze at the man was even more chilling, cold like a sword. At this moment, the distance between the two was less than a zhang, and Luo Yuan had already seen the person in front of him clearly.

The man seemed to be very old, with a pale complexion, slightly thin lips, and blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. Unlike Luo Yuan's gaze, this person's gaze was slightly sloppy, but there was a strange and powerful aura on his body, although he was hit hard, Luo Yuan still didn't dare to be careless.

The lion hunts the rabbit with all his might, not to mention the famous swordsman who hovers between life and death, and naturally understands the reason.

"The outer disciples of the Tianhan Sect of Liuyun Country are fighting with Your Excellency here today on a cold night, and the sixth layer of Qi is here. "The cold night slowly spoke, and the fighting method is the meaning of the battle between the people in the immortal road. And at this moment, he seemed to regard Luo Yuan in front of him as a monk, which was also a kind of recognition.

"Luo Yuan, the swordsman of the Abyss Country, the heir of the Remnant Sun Sword fought with Your Excellency today. This sword, weighing ten catties, four taels and six dollars, this sword was passed on to my father, and it is unknown how to build it. The weight exceeds that of the sword. Luo Yuan held his sword and clenched his fists.

This is a kind of recognition, a kind of salute that is respectful even though they are not mutually compatible. The big man on the side is still calm, although the death of the second brother and the third brother makes him hateful, but as a person who licks blood from the knife, life and death have long been commonplace. Whether he can take revenge now can only depend on Luo Yuan.

Immortals have different paths, since the dry abyss immortal Dao is hidden, immortals are rare to see again. Even if you are seriously injured, it is far from what ordinary people can resist. It's just that the young man in front of him is an exception, Luo Yuan's father, Luo Zhen, is the greatest man in the rivers and lakes, and the world respects him as a sword immortal, and Luo Yuan has even practiced qi. These two, at this moment, I am afraid that there will be a dragon and tiger fight, and the outcome is unpredictable.

Luo Yuan's horizontal sword, the sword and the eyebrows were aligned, the momentum was converged, and it was not triggered, and suddenly stabbed straight and rushed away. But anything that touches the tip of the sword is yellow sand, and it is also divided, and the vast sea of sand seems to be afraid.

"This, how desolate Hongchen has been since ancient times, Luo Zhen's lore sword style. Dahan's pupils dilated and contracted suddenly, and when he lost his voice, he retreated randomly and quickly. If the previous two styles are the swords that deter the world, then this style is the method of killing the world.

The breath surged, the killing intent was cold, at this moment, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were also moved, the wind was strong, and the yellow sand was all over the sky. actually went straight to the cold night with the sword light, and vowed not to return it if he didn't cut the cold night.

The cold night is moving, even in his heyday, if he is close, he may not be his opponent. Don't think that monks only condense the aura of heaven and earth, and don't exercise their physique at all. In fact, there were often fights between the monks, and the art of killing was far from being comparable to that of the ordinary. Even if you don't practice the physical body, you can attack the technique, and the method of parrying is the most important.

The six layers of qi cultivation are enough to fight a tiger with bare hands, and the body is as light as a swallow, and even more easily open the stele and crack the stone.

If you dare to go out into the wilderness on a cold night, you naturally think that you have the power to protect yourself. It is true that he underestimated this place, although it has been worn away by thousands of years, there are still remnants of great supernatural powers, and it is difficult for time to erode them. So much so that he was heavily wounded, but he was decisive in killing and experienced in dealing with the enemy, although he was not shocked at the moment.

I saw that it floated in the air, and then when he touched the ground on tiptoe, he slapped the small cloth bag on his waist, took out a long sword, threw it out casually, and then sacrificed it.

The long sword floated in the air, and then flew straight towards Luo Yuan. Luo Yuan's eyes froze, his pupils shrank, and he had never seen the means of immortals in the air. At the moment, I don't know how to crack it, and I don't have the slightest room for thinking, so I have to break ten thousand laws with one force.

The two swords struck each other, and the sound of metal roaring and trembling was endless. Luo Yuan's tiger mouth was slightly numb, and he shot out more than a zhang, and then somersaulted to unload the force. Pulled a sword flower, crossed the sword again, the surface was silent, and the battle intent rose in his heart.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Han Ye was slightly surprised, although he knew that Luo Yuan was very strong, he never thought that he could block the flying sword with his mortal body, he had little spiritual energy left, the pill was about to run out, and the spirit stone had no time to absorb. There are only two life-saving talismans left available, and I can't care about the distress right now.

The big man in the distance retreated again, and he knew that in an instant of life and death, the master's moves could not be interfered with in the slightest. Earth, wind, trees, angles, and so on are all to be considered, not to mention the battle between immortals and mortals at this moment. All he could do was to retreat and pray, hoping that Luo Yuan would win.

The cold night pinched two talismans, bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on it, and then threw it into the sky. I only heard the sound of a roar, and then, a piece turned into a golden light, enveloping his body, at first glance the treasure looks like a golden body Bodhisattva, with the meaning of heaven and earth rotting and I am immortal.

The other one turned into four cyan spears, and the faint light was like a netherworld fire, which could scorch people's hearts and souls, and make people daunting.

The spears flew in turn, and even with Luo Yuan's strength, it was difficult to see clearly, and he could only catch a few shadows. I didn't dare to be careless at the moment, my eyes narrowed, and I unleashed my mastery without reservation.

I saw that Luo Yuan's footwork was wrong, and the remnant sun sword was shining, and there was an afterimage. "Sigh the blue mangs after a thousand years of wine, and worry about the long sword suitable for the remnant sun. Hongchen has been desolate since ancient times, and he has been wandering and sad since ancient times......"

This is the battle between mortals and immortals, this is the rebellion of mortals against immortals, and this is the immortal will of mortals against immortals!

Four spears, four styles of mastery, four voices explode, the wind is undecided, and the sand will stop, as if ten thousand horses are together. Even this sea of sand seems to be overwhelmed.

Through the flying yellow sand, the blowing sand waves, the cold night with both hands on their backs, the surrounding golden light surged, resisting the aftershocks that came. At this time, his hands trembled slightly, and his expression was suffering from gains and losses, as if he was proud, as if he was uneasy, and as if he was cautious, it was difficult to explain.

Suddenly, his pupils dilated suddenly, and he lost his voice: "Impossible, I can't even stop this style, let alone you!"

But seeing a long sword, there were some cracks, and the single was still shining, but at this moment, the tip of the sword was indeed against the neck of the cold night.

A word of perseverance revealed in exhaustion came into the ears of the cold night, as if it came into his ears from the netherworld, ruthless and indifferent: "Sing and be crazy!"

Cold Night didn't have time to react, Luo Yuan stabbed out with a sword, and this sword was about to kill Cold Night. Don't say that it is a person, even a stone tablet will be pierced.

However, an incredible scene appeared to Luo Yuan. I saw that the cold night shot backwards and flew out more than two feet, but after three breaths, he stumbled to stand up again, without any damage, but the golden light at his neck was slightly dim. Luo Yuan's heart sank, and the big man in the distance was even more dumbfounded, he couldn't understand why this was at all.

Han Ye said weakly: "You are very strong, I am not your opponent now, but it is difficult for you to even hurt me in the slightest." Retreat, there is no point in fighting again. ”

Luo Yuan's eyes were cold, and he didn't speak, but picked it up with a sword, and picked up a stone with a blue glow but a little dim from the cold night's hand.

The pupils of the cold night shrank imperceptibly, but his complexion did not change, and he wanted to carry his hands behind his back and delay the time to absorb the spirit stone. It's just that I underestimated the insight of the mundane, and I didn't expect it to be so keen. Now that he is in a state, he can't fight, and as for the elixir or the spirit stone, he has no chance to take it out. However, although this talisman is strong, it has a time limit. In less than half an hour, if the golden light is lost, I am afraid that it will be time to die.

There is no strength at all, in the great wilderness of the sand sea, the aura is even thinner, the ending is already doomed, the only death, there is no other way. Thinking of this, a trace of cruelty flashed imperceptibly in the eyes of the cold night.

"It is not easy to settle grievances, and it is not easy to repay grievances. If you don't stop here, I would like to write an exercise with Your Excellency, and take it as an apology. With your capital, we will surely make steady progress in the future. Is that possible?" said Hanye with a slight smile.

Luo Yuan looked at him, his eyes were full of indifference, and he slowly shook his head: "Although I don't know what this golden light is, it is not a long-term thing after all. I don't like to kill, but you, on a cold night, will die today!"

When Han Ye heard this, he was annoyed and sneered in his heart, but his face was like a spring breeze, and he smiled slightly: "But when we meet for the first time, we have to divide life and death." It's just two slaves, how can they be worthy of the Immortal Dao Method? Your Excellency has to think clearly, which is more important, don't make mistakes. ”

Hearing this, a trace of disdain flashed in Luo Yuan's eyes, and he spoke: "I thought you were a battler, but I never thought that immortals are so greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are sanctimonious and ......."

Just when Luo Yuan was not in a mood and was indifferent, and when he opened his mouth, Han Ye suddenly took out a pill and swallowed it in his abdomen. He had already calculated everything, and when the other party was no longer indifferent, it indicated that his state of mind had been damaged. Then his unexpected actions will definitely make the other party have a trace of astonishment that is so short that it is impossible to detect.

As he expected, when Luo Yuan's sword was about to arrive, he had already swallowed the pill, and it was only a moment too late. Subsequently, when the remnant sun sword arrived, Luo Yuan slapped it with his back in the cold night, wanting to use his internal force to collapse his internal organs. However, the golden light shone brightly, and the cold night flew out again.

This time, so as not to make another mistake, Luo Yuan jumped up, "singing and crazy", and stabbed his sword at the center of his eyebrows. Just as he was about to reach his eyebrows, Luo Yuan suddenly noticed uneasiness. It's just that for some reason, the cold night is already on the ground at the moment, and it is difficult to resist.

At the moment when the tip of the sword was less than three inches from the center of his eyebrows, Luo Yuan saw a smile on the corner of Han Ye's mouth, his eyes were full of viciousness, and looking at his mouth shape, he even spit out one word: "Explosion".

At this moment, Luo Yuan was shocked, and was about to retreat with his internal strength. But seeing that the cold night's body swelled and glowed with golden light, it roared in pain, and then, a light shrouded it. died in the cold night, and Luo Yuan was caught up in the self-explosion.

In this sea of sand, only a one-armed man was left behind, carrying a broken knife, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

Pain, internal organs are being burned and collapsed, thoughts are gradually stopping, and the presence of limbs cannot be felt. Pain was Luo Yuan's last remaining feeling and consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, a light lit up, shining on Luo Yuan's eyes. He covered it with his hands, but he couldn't cover it, even when he closed his eyes, he could feel the glare.

There was nothing around, and all that was left was light. I don't know how long it took, an ethereal, distant, and vicissitudes of life came out: "You, do you want to live?"

When Luo Yuan heard this, he frowned and asked, "What is life, how is life? I can be regarded as death at this moment?"

Luo Yuan's voice echoed all around, and this nothingness rippled slightly. After a while, a voice responded: "What is life? As for whether it is considered dead, it can be described as half-life. How to live? to live to die. ”

"What does it mean to live to die?" Luo Yuan frowned when he heard this, and he had no clue about such a general and rough remark.

"Are you willing to pay the price? If you agree, you can be born, and it is not impossible to win the immortal path. ”

"It's just a mere mortal in the lower world, and it's already half immortal, what's the price?" Luo Yuan frowned, he didn't know, he had too many questions.

It's just that this time the voice didn't answer: "Don't say more, don't speculate on the heavens, if not, the form and spirit will be destroyed." Are you willing to pay the price?"

Luo Yuan closed his eyes and thought, there are no more cronies in the world, and he is half-dead, and he has no worries left and right, what price can he pay for?

"Good!" was just one word, and nothing else was said.

"So, what price did you pay for it, and when?"

"It's already done, don't say more. Go!" As the word goes, the void world ripples continuously, as if it were shattered. Suddenly, a grain of golden light floated in front of Luo Yuan, extremely small, but extremely dazzling. It is even better than the sun, which can be called a miracle.

Luo Yuan frowned, opened his mouth and whispered: "A grain of gold?" Then he walked in and looked at it, forcibly endured the dazzling light, and looked closely: "This is just a grain of sand." ”

Suddenly, the sand in front of him was so fast and wide that it was difficult to estimate with the naked eye. But in a breath, it was comparable to Luo Yuan. Luo Yuan quickly retreated, beckoned, and wanted to draw his sword, only to find that the remnant sun was not there.

However, the sand expanded rapidly, and there was a powerful suction force that pulled Luo Yuan. Ten breaths, the sand is comparable to an island, and ten breaths, this sand is comparable to the sun and the moon. Luo Yuan was already uncontrollable and was sucked straight into the sand.

I don't know how long it took

Under a tingling pain, a teenager sat up with a blank face, pressed his eyebrows hard, and then rubbed them. He looked around, carved beams and paintings, antique, and he was sitting on the bed. With his left hand stretched out, he touched a long sword, and immediately picked up the sword weighing ten catties, four taels and six coins, and there was a slight crack on it, which was the remnant sun.

"I, it's Luo Yuan, and this sword is the remnant sun. But I, why am I here, where is this?" Luo Yuan closed his eyes, a tingling pain in his mind, his face was painful, and he slowly spoke: "Sha...... Middle...... circles". The image of the sand flashed in my mind, and then it was hard to remember.

At this moment, "Senior Brother Luo Yuan, are you awake...... a voice full of concern came into Luo Yuan's ears.