The dead leaves fell, and a gust of wind suddenly whistled through, rolling up all the residual leaves on the ground, throwing them into the air, and constantly circling.

Fu Yan panted, tried his best to sit up cross-legged, endured the severe pain of the meridians, and carefully felt the internal force slowly born in the dantian.

The internal strength was exhausted but helpless, which made Fu Yan more and more aware of the importance of an internal strength method. If there is a book of internal strength, luck heals wounds, and internal strength is restored, everything will be much more convenient.

However, he didn't understand that only by really carefully feeling the process of the slow birth of internal force in the dantian could he truly understand the relationship between internal force and himself, not just to improve his strength.

At this moment, he devoted himself to the internal force, and felt that the trace of internal force in the dantian was slowly circling. In the midst of this circle, a new wave of internal force poured out of nowhere and spread to the meridians of the whole body.

At the same time, he felt that his whole body began to heat up, his pores expanded, and a trace of inexplicable breath poured into his body from his pores.

That's where the internal force comes from!

Devoted to cultivation, I don't know the outside world. The sky went from light to dark, and from dark to light.

The sun was rising, and a ray of warm sunlight shone through the shade of the trees, shining on Fu Yan's well-defined face.

Then, a leaf fell, and Fu Yan's eyes suddenly opened! Two rays of essence that were rare for ordinary people to see came out of his pupils.

He stood up suddenly, and his whole person exuded an indescribable edge.

After contemplating his mind all night, his internal strength was not only completely restored, but also had a tendency to faintly break through to the dark realm.

There is only one chance left, and that is the dark realm!

It's not that he was born a martial arts wizard, but the perception of the vicissitudes of his previous life, and the accumulation of countless life and death grinds.

His comprehension of internal force became more and more profound, and at this moment, when he remembered yesterday's action of comprehending the "First Sword of the Desolation", he was afraid for a while.

Yes, he called the nine-style swordsmanship hidden in the "Remnants of the Desolate Sword" the "Nine Swords of the Desolation", and the first sword that he accidentally used yesterday was the Shadowless Sword.

This nine-style swordsmanship is exquisite, implying the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and it is by no means something that can be forcibly comprehended by other mere Ming Realms. If it weren't for yesterday's good luck, I'm afraid I would have gone mad and become a wasted person.

Fu Yan secretly thought that this sword technique could not be used if it did not reach the transformation realm, and the danger was too great.

And he was faintly curious, if the internal force was enough, the meridians were tenacious, and the realm was profound, when he really used this shadowless sword, what kind of power would be devastating.

The first sword is still like this, so what about the second sword, what about the third sword, what about the ninth sword? Could it be that this nine-style swordsmanship is strange and is already an immortal?

Fu Yan didn't dare to think about it anymore, took a deep breath, calmed down a bit, but couldn't help but think in his heart that if he faced Lin Xiao again at this time, Fu Yan believed that he could defeat him with his strength, instead of taking advantage of the carelessness of the enemy and suddenly attacking as he did at the beginning.

Perhaps, if there are a few black riders at this time, it is just right to try how much progress there is after having internal strength.

Thinking of this, suddenly a gust of wind blew, accompanied by a subtle strange sound. Fu Yan's face changed, and his figure hurriedly flashed, leaning behind the giant tree.

He could hear hurried footsteps!

Moreover, in the wind, there is killing intent!

Fuck, just think about it, you don't have to really give me someone! And listening to this movement, there are probably six or seven people!

Fu Yan leaned back with bated breath, looked sideways, and saw a middle-aged man staggering and fleeing in the distance. This person is tall, dressed in fine clothes, and although his physical strength is overdrawn, his face is not panicked.

Then, five figures poured out from behind him, all holding long swords and their faces were cold.

The earth-shattering killing intent revealed in that look allowed Fu Yan to directly guess their identity - the killer!

Only professional killers or soldiers on the battlefield can have such a strong killing intent!

It's good not to be a black ride!

At this time, the man in the Chinese costume was gradually approaching Fu Yan, and among the five people behind, one of them suddenly stopped and took off the strong bow on his back at a very fast speed.

Then, the arrow pulled the string, took a slight aim, and shot out suddenly. All the movements were extremely skillful, without dragging the mud and water at all, and the long arrows whistled, drawing out a whining wind, and shot directly into the shoulders of the middle-aged man.

A popping sound came, blood splattered, and the arrow was very powerful, directly carrying the body of the man in Chinese clothes away, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

The man in the fancy costume let out a muffled snort, glanced at the long arrow on his shoulder, didn't even ask, quickly stood up, and strode away. It's just that he was already physically exhausted, and he fell to the ground with an arrow, and he was surrounded by five people as soon as he ran two steps at the moment.

Fu Yan was a little impressed in his heart, this middle-aged man had an unsteady pace, an ageless posture, and no calloused hands, obviously not knowing martial arts. But after being hit by the arrow, he only frowned, and his face remained unchanged when he was seriously injured, and he quickly stood up, and he really had some perseverance.

"Can you still run?" said one sneered.

The middle-aged man was pale and sweaty, but he smiled and said: "This hero is really good archery, if he can join the army, he will be a fierce general!"

After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the shaft of the arrow with his right hand, and pulled it out with all his might, and the silver-white tip of the arrow was instantly drawn out of his body with a stream of blood. Fu Yan's heart trembled when he saw it, and he couldn't help but secretly say: Good man!

I saw that his face was pale, his teeth were clenched, his brows were furrowed, and he suddenly tore off a piece of his skirt and wrapped it tightly around the wound. If it weren't for his jerky posture and uncontrollable trembling hands, Fu Yan would even think that he was a mercenary who had been struggling on the brink of life and death for a long time.

The five men around were also stunned, looking at each other, their eyes flickering, and nodding slightly. The five of them were all coarse and black, one tall and four short, and their appearance was ordinary.

The tall man stood up and said coldly: "Don't wrap it, you're going to die anyway, what's the use of wrapping it?"

The man in fancy clothes staggered to the ground, his chest kept rising and falling, and he gasped: "Even if there is only one in ten thousand hopes, I should not give up!"

At this time, it makes sense, which is interesting. ”

The man in the fancy costume grinned, "So, can you not kill me?"

The tall man was expressionless and said, "Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others, you might as well pick something useful to say." ”

"Under the surname of Mu, the name is a knife, I don't know what Your Excellency calls it. ”

The tall man said coldly: "You don't need to know my name, you still have three sentences now, after saying three sentences, I will let you go on the road immediately." ”

Mu Yidao sighed slightly, and said, "You killed innocents, I don't know if your parents agree?"

The tall man sneered: "My parents died early, and I waited to kill people, just to eat and survive." Two more sentences. ”

Mu Yidao's face was stunned, and he said: "Rely on killing people to eat and live, the world, is this already the case?"

The tall man said: "It is said that you are also an official, looking at your thin skin and tender meat, of course you don't understand the suffering of our civilians." It's useless to say more, the last sentence!"

Mu clenched his fists with a knife and sighed: "I have the heart to change the sky, but I can't change my life, and I live half my life in vain!"

"Change your life another day? Heh! Do all the current dog officials like to say this? It's ridiculous!" The tall man's right hand shook, and the long knife in his hand was horizontal, and he was about to cut it off.

And at this moment, there was a sharp sound from heaven and earth, and the tall man raised his eyes to see a dead tree with a large number of fallen leaves, hanging a whining sound in the air, and the speed was extremely fast, and it came straight forward.

His complexion changed, and he didn't have time to resist, so he quickly fell to the ground and rolled to dodge. The dead tree flew sideways, fell with all its strength, and smashed to the ground, splashing the sky with residual leaves. He raised his eyes and saw a figure flash quickly, pulling up the wooden knife and about to leave.

"Come with me!" Fu Yan roared and strode forward with a wooden knife.

"If you want to go, you can leave your head!" the tall man roared, and the long knife slashed straight at Mu Yi's back. This knife is ferocious, obviously with all its strength, if it is hit, it will be difficult to survive.

Fu Yan's heart jumped, and his left hand pulled him away, and then the dantian was hot, and the internal force suddenly surged to his arm, and the long sword rushed out, blocking this fatal knife.

The sonorous sound was extremely harsh, and Fu Yan's arm was slightly numb, and his whole body was shocked. At this time, the other four people also rushed over.

Fu Yan shook off the wooden knife and said hurriedly: "Run, I'll block it for a while!"

"Thank you for the rescue, pay attention to safety!" Mu Yidao did not hesitate, said loudly, and quickly ran forward.

The five people behind were suddenly in a hurry, roared angrily, and chased after them. Fu Remnant's long sword came out horizontally, lifting the remnants of the leaves in the sky, and his right wrist turned sharply, blocking five knives in a row.

The tall man said angrily: "Fourth brother and fifth brother, you go after him!

"Yes, big brother!" the two of them replied, jumping to the sides, trying to bypass Fu Yan.

Of course, Fu Yan would not give them a chance, and the long sword in his hand slashed horizontally, forcing away the tall man, and his body retreated sharply. borrowed the strength of the Wind Breaking Sword and constantly wrestled with the five people.

The strength of these five people is uneven, the tall man is estimated to be the same as Lin Fangyue, and the other four are equal. Five people besieged, although Fu Yan made rapid progress, he was not an opponent, but he did not fight hard, he fought while retreating, and he couldn't support it, don't retreat. In this way, there is also enough time.

The tall man was anxious and said, "Fourth brother and fifth brother, go sideways directly, let's distance ourselves and see how he can defend himself!"

As soon as these words came out, Fu Yan let out a long howl, and his figure fled, fleeing forward!

"Chase!" The five people raised their knives and chased after them, and according to this situation, they would soon catch up with Mu Yidao, who was no longer visible.

Fu Yan smiled lightly, kicked the soles of his feet as he ran, rolled up layers of residual leaves, and at the same time, the long sword was horizontally out, constantly cutting off the dead trees with the thickness of his arms around him. For a while, the leaves were scattered, the dead trees were falling sideways, the five people were so angry that they were smoking, and the long knives kept opening the way, but they were helpless.

Chopping all the way, Fu Yan quickly shook off the five people behind him and caught up with Mu Yidao, who was staggering in front. He obviously couldn't hold on anymore, his wounds were bleeding constantly, his face was pale and he was exhausted.

Fu Yan put him on his shoulders and said, "Believe me and I'll go with me, okay?"

Mu Yidao gasped and smiled weakly: "Of course I believe it!"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm also a killer?" Fu Yan spoke, kicked his right foot sharply, roared, and immediately ran to the side.

Mu Yidao was obviously experiencing a lot of pain, his whole body couldn't help but tremble, but his tone was still heroic, and he smiled: "Life and death are fate, I Mu Yidao don't believe that I will die like this!"

Fu Remnant said: "It's a life and death, it's rare for me to meet someone with the right appetite, and now I am also a fallen person at the end of the world, so I have to save it!"