Before you know it, night has fallen. The cold wind blew, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

Meng Tian frowned slightly, and said to Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Brother Yan, those two shallow white marks seem to have disappeared......"

Yan Shan sighed lightly, and said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Buddhism is the nemesis of demonic nature, and vice versa. When demonic nature becomes strong in killing, it will inevitably suppress the Dharma and even destroy the Dharma. Those two shallow white marks are the marks of the Dharma, which have been erased by demonic nature......"

Meng Tian's face changed greatly, and he groaned: "Isn't Brother Liu ......?"

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "From the demon to the Dao, the demon has just begun." ”

Meng Tian asked casually, "Then what can we do?"

Yan Shan's eyes became firm, and he said in a deep voice: "Guarding him, life and death together!"

Meng Tian nodded slightly, and his expression became solemn and solemn.

Behind Qi Jiannan, the two old men with white hair were angry and were about to make a move.

Qi Jiannan hurriedly stretched out his hands and stopped the two.

The two old men with white hair said in a deep voice: "Young master!" The two of them spoke in unison, their voices sad and sad.

Qi Jiannan said softly: "The four uncles have taken care of Nan'er for many years, and they have done too many things for Nan'er, and Nan'er can't repay them. Now, Uncle Feng and Uncle Lei have passed away, and the two uncles let Nan'er face it by herself. The eldest husband stands between heaven and earth, what joy is there in life, and what is there to fear in death? Nan'er has no complaints or regrets. ”

The two old men with white hair muttered, "But ......"

Qi Jiannan interrupted the two and said lightly: "Nan'er knows that in the hearts of the four uncles, Nan'er is not as good as Liu Ruobai. However, Nan'er is not afraid of death, has the courage to fight him, and hopes that the two uncles will be perfect. ”

The two old men with white hair were slightly stunned, and then said in unison: "Nan'er, just let it go, we believe in you!"

As he spoke, the three straight figures tilted slightly, and tears were scattered in the darkness, silent.

When they raised their heads, Qi Jiannan's expression was indifferent and his gaze was determined. The two old men with white beards were full of energy, and their faces were full of pride.

In the hazy night, the ink-black sword body seemed to merge with the entire darkness, mysterious and unpredictable.

Qi Jiannan held the ink sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, as if waiting for something.

Liu Ruobai slowly bent down and carefully placed Han Yan flat on the ground.

Whether it's a human or a demon, some things are just instinctive.

Liu Ruobai held the Heavenly Fury Sword in his hand, pointed at the sky, and was dressed in white like snow, which was sacred and inviolable.

Qi Jiannan's eyes showed excitement, and he said slowly: "I have been waiting for this battle for ten years. ”

Liu Ruobai looked arrogant and said coldly: "Kill if you shoot." ”

Qi Jiannan sneered: "I have put life and death aside. As soon as the words fell, he stabbed out with a sword.

The white figure, the black sword body, and the ghostly body walked through the night.

The dark red blade streaked across the night sky, leaving a perfect arc in its wake.

Liu Ruobai did not hesitate and swung his sword to meet him.

The next moment, the figures were staggered, the two swords struck, and a string of sparks suddenly bloomed, illuminating the night sky, dazzling.

The Heavenly Fury Sword is an ancient divine weapon, and its sharpness is incomparable.

The ink sword is not inferior.

Under the single blow, neither sword was damaged in the slightest.

The body shape changes, and the sword shadow is vertical and horizontal.

Liu Ruobai waved the Heavenly Fury Sword, fierce and domineering, unstoppable. The heavy sword has no edge, pointing to the collapse of the sky, the cracking of the earth, and the faint thunder of the sky is hidden in it.

Qi Jia's ink sword, sharp but not exposed, skillful and unpredictable.

The ink sword is also a heavy sword.

Qi Jiannan faced the Heavenly Fury Sword head-on, and he was not afraid at all. The ink sword melts into the endless darkness, seemingly holding everything, faintly containing the power of the earth.

"When!when!when......" The sound of gold and iron resounding through the night sky was deafening.

This battle can really be described as a chess opponent, and you will meet good talents, hearty!

Seeing this, the eyes of the two old men with white hair moistened. The child they had been silently guarding has grown up and is far more powerful than they imagined. Perhaps, they were really wrong......

Yan Shan's expression was solemn, and he said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Tian'er, what are the chances of winning this battle against Brother Liu?"

Meng Tian's eyes were as clear as water, and he said with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "If Brother Liu is in his heyday, there is at least an eighty percent chance of winning." But at this time, Brother Liu's internal strength and physical strength were seriously consumed, but fortunately, this Qi Gongzi had never wandered on the verge of death, and Brother Liu barely had a fifty percent chance of winning. ”

Yan Shan's face was melancholy and thoughtful.

Meng Tian asked casually, "Brother Yan, do you need Tian'er to help?"

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Tian'er, what if Brother Liu becomes a demon?"

Meng Tian suddenly realized, and said casually: "Once Brother Liu becomes a demon, he may be devoured by the Heavenly Fury Sword, but at the same time, he will also have the terrifying power of the Heavenly Fury Sword, which is invincible in the world. ”

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, as it has been in ancient times.

Meng Tian's gaze became misty and fell into deep thought.

Yan Shan's expression was complicated, and he muttered to himself: "From the devil to the Tao, I see......"

In the hazy night, the two white figures collided hard and fought fast, and turned into two afterimages, criss-crossing and inseparable.

Unconsciously, Qi Jiannan's gaze became solemn and solemn, like the sea, which can accommodate hundreds of rivers, and a vast meaning arose in his heart.

The immensity of meaning spreads everywhere and goes straight to the depths of everyone's heart.

All rivers return to the sea, tolerance is great, and everything in the world is irresistible.

Yan Shan only felt a sense of belonging, and inexplicably gave birth to a sense of belonging.

Meng Tian's gaze was still blurred, unaffected in the slightest.

The eyes of the two old men with white hair were full of joy, and they were even more excited.

The corners of Liu Ruobai's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.

Qi Jiannan clenched the ink sword, his gaze was as calm as water, and there was no trace of waves. The body of the ink sword was surrounded by light blue sword qi, vast and profound.

A touch of blood appeared in Liu Ruobai's eyes. The color of blood suddenly became intense, and then turned into a mass of pitch black.

Suddenly, the white figure was also shrouded in pitch black.

The dark red sword body continued to exude a rich black aura. The black energy soared into the sky, spreading in all directions, blending with the hazy night. All of a sudden, the whole world went dark.

The dark red blade melted into the darkness.

Liu Ruobai also melted into the darkness.

The dark red sword body and Liu Ruobai seemed to disappear, but they were everywhere.

Seeing this, although Qi Jiannan was not shocked, his wrist turned rapidly, and the ink sword slashed across the night sky, and the light blue sword aura was permeated.

The next moment, Qi Jiannan's entire body was shrouded in light blue sword qi.

The two old men with white hair breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a big stone hanging in their hearts.

Meng Tian's eyes returned to clarity, his expression was indifferent, and he said to Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Brother Yan, if Brother Liu kills innocents indiscriminately, what should we do?"

Yan Shan sighed, and said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Live and die together, never give up!" The voice was tragic and firm, resolute.

Meng Tian nodded slightly, and said, "Tian'er understands." ”