The numbness gradually spread from the right shoulder, and instantly spread to the forearm, and the sword in his hand became so heavy, although the white envoy had quickly locked the acupoint, it could only slow down for a while, or it would not be long before it would spread throughout the body, and there would be no need for them to do anything at that time, and they would not be able to hold on.

Looking at the crowd around him, it seems that he can't wait to eat his flesh raw, and he will die, and there is no way to retreat.

Emotions are dissipating, tiredness, excitement, despair?

This moment is gone, the only thing left is to kill!

In the face of the slashing sword, the white envoy did not dodge or dodge, the sword in his hand turned into a thousand sword shadows, blocking thousands of moves in one style, the blade was divided and closed, no one could see clearly between the virtual and real changes, and several people fell in an instant.

Without any stop, the white envoy shuttled between the crowd, in front of his sword, there was no difference between a hundred people and one person, because of the speed, no one could keep up with the speed of the white envoy's sword, and no one's sword could keep up with his figure.

But there is one point, that is, the internal force, under the restriction of poison, the white makes eighty percent of the internal force used to suppress, only two percent remaining, if it is not for the ghostly body, it is no matter how clever the swordsmanship is, it can't avoid this chaotic sword, and it will inevitably be cut into meat sauce.

Nei Yuan is attached to the sword, hidden but not released, only when it is killed, there is a sword qi to cut out, but even so, the numbness of the body is getting stronger and stronger, and the reaction seems to be gradually slowing down, those blades that can't touch themselves at all begin to cut through the arms and backs, and the blood soaked the placket red.

The black envoy wanted to help but couldn't step forward at all, there was one person and one sword in front of him, and the pressure on him was not inferior to that of the white envoy, and the only thing he understood was that it was difficult to be good.

There is no sense, no emotion, even if the hands and feet are numb, even if the scars are all over the body, they are still unconscious, waving the blade of the sword mechanically, these people in front of him are no longer fresh lives in the eyes of the white envoy, but one by one, used to fill his long-suppressed desire to kill.

Falling to the ground one by one, it would not let his gaze stay for half a moment, the sky in front of him was no longer gray-white, blood red covered everywhere in sight, and everyone seemed to be smeared with blood in the eyes of the white envoy, like Shura, and rushed towards him with teeth and claws.

"That's it, Master has been waiting for a long time, and I've been waiting for a long time, hahahaha. The masked man couldn't help but smile when he saw this, he didn't want to come forward yet, but who knew that this group of so-called martial arts people was so timid, but he lost interest in vain.

"I can kill them all, why do you have to do it in vain?" the black envoy asked in a cold voice.

"Which of these people has not practiced martial arts for many years, although the internal strength of the martial arts is not top-notch, but it is not easy to be an easy person, why are you and the white envoy like killing chickens and dogs, where is the gap?" the masked man replied and pointed to the group of so-called martial arts people.

Why are you better than them, is this also a problem?

"Why are they so weak after many years of hard practice, and why are you and I stronger than them in just more than ten years of cultivation, the most essential gap is the exercises, your swordsmanship, and body techniques are all based on the master's exercises, and the starting point is higher than their end point. As soon as the masked man's hand was released, the sword in his hand rose in the air, shooting straight away like an arrow from a string.

The head of the Kongtong faction was struggling with the white envoy, saying that it was circling, but in fact it was just hiding in Tibet to avoid the white envoy's sword, but the next moment, the vermilion sword pierced from the back of his head and instantly pierced out of the heavenly spirit cover, and his whole head was like a watermelon and was shaken to pieces by the attached sword qi, and the plasma and brain splattered the people around him.

Beckoning again, the sword returned to his hand as if it had a spirit, and there was not a trace of blood on the sword.

"You have enough yang spirit in your body, he is almost done, go back with me to see the master later, don't make it difficult for me. The masked man looked at the black envoy in front of him playfully, if it weren't for the master's life, he still preferred to beat people to half death and then bring them back.

"You can try. The black envoy sneered, he didn't care if he could defeat this person, but if he wanted to take the white envoy away, he didn't blame him for turning his face.

There were corpses everywhere, and only fear was left firmly in their minds.

"Ahh

Finally the first man, he threw away the sword in his hand, turned around and tried to escape from this hell, there will be the first, there will be the second.

They don't want to fight, why should I continue to die?

Obviously not an opponent, why come?

Emotions are contagious, and more and more people are running away.

No one wanted to continue to face the white envoy, but the white envoy did not let them go, although the body was no longer conscious, but instinct still drove his sword, constantly swinging out, no longer leaving the strength to suppress the poison in the body, the sword qi raged vertically and horizontally, and each one broke into their throats accurately.

For a moment, only three or two people were still standing, their eyes blank and their bodies covered in blood.

The white envoy looked at the sword in his hand, endless exhaustion welled up in his heart, finally, he broke free from the state just now, that feeling, like his mind sinking to the bottom of the water, the person holding the sword is no longer a person in the real sense, but an evil ghost, and at this moment, this evil ghost has killed enough, and once again handed over his body to himself.

"Dead...... It's all dead, it's good to die, hehe......" One of them clapped his hands happily, his eyes widened, and he kept rummaging through the pile of corpses on the ground.

"Master, sister, brother, brother...... Hehe, they're all dead, okay......" He picked up a sword and stabbed it into his chest, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and he looked at the white envoy, but laughed "You can't catch up with me, haha, you can't catch up with me!"

"What's the matter, you still sympathize with them?" The masked figure was extremely fast, and he came to the white envoy's side in an instant.

"......" The white envoy did not react to his words at all, at this moment his inner element was disordered, but after a while, he recovered as before, and the toxins in his body seemed to be non-existent, and his eyes were constantly changing between blurry, hollowness, and coldness.

"You...... Is it okay?" The Black Envoy asked the White Envoy as he watched out for the masked man, and even he couldn't figure out what was going on with the White Envoy at the moment.

"Me?" the white envoy chuckled, of course he was good, although the battle just now exhausted his physical strength, but the experience of being completely controlled by the demons also made him understand, why it was difficult to sink into the state of mind of the seventh sword so many times of life and death, self, only by forgetting self and not being bound by anything can he achieve the ultimate.

"Interesting, your sword seems to be different. The masked man looked at the white envoy in front of him, and felt that something was different, and he couldn't say it, but he was also a sword cultivator, and this level of change could be hidden from those martial arts people, but it couldn't be hidden from his eyes.

"When I asked my apprentice what is superior, I didn't understand where the so-called gap was, but now I know, putting aside all the awareness, this is the gap between them and me, and it is also ...... The gap between you and me. The white envoy's eyes once again turned from cold to hollow, and the murderous intent was like a cold wind.

"Hmph, I don't know what to call it!" the masked man flicked the long sword in his hand, and the killing intent suddenly rose.

The black envoy was about to make a move, but he heard the white envoy say, "No need, try the sword." ”

The figures of the two suddenly disappeared in place, although the masked man was light-mouthed, but there was only a solemn look under the veil, and at this moment, the sword intent on the white envoy's body was different, and it was different from any person he had met before, it was very dangerous, his intuition told him.

The crimson inner strength surrounds the body, and the long sword in his hand is like the wind, the speed is difficult to see with the naked eye, and he doesn't know how many swords have been produced in an instant, but the white envoy is flashing and moving in the shadow of the sword, and the three-foot soft sword actually moves along his own swordsmanship, interspersed in every gap, and constantly stabs at himself, and his heart is shocked for a while.

Quickly withdrew and retreated, but he retreated quickly, the white envoy's sword was faster, and in the blink of an eye, the two sides had already exchanged dozens of moves, and in desperation, he retreated three more points, and the masked man's cloak was already tattered, and countless shallow sword wounds were all over his body.

“...... Good...... Haha, okay, it can still hurt me at such a point, but it's a pity, I yearn for a bigger world, no matter how good the opponent here is, it's just a mirror, and it will be broken at the first touch. The masked man was not angry at all, he looked up to the sky and laughed, he was afraid of the white envoy at this moment, and he did not want to test his sword again, so he turned around and left.

The body at the end of the crossbow could no longer stand, the white envoy sat down slowly with his sword, and the black envoy was just about to go up to help him, but before his hand could touch it, the blade of the sword had already cut a shallow wound on the side of his face, and blood fell down his cheek.

"I should have thought of, no, I thought about it, but I just didn't make a decision. The white envoy's eyes were hollow, his tone was cold, and the blade of the sword was still pointed at the black envoy.

"I can't help myself, for the sake of those medicines, I have to do it, otherwise do you really think this place can help you suppress the yin poison?"

"I know that everything is because of him, but in the end, I have also raised you and me for more than ten years, and I am turning my eyes at this moment, not talking about the old feelings, how can I help him, just like the gap between these people and you and me, the gap between us and him is also like a moat. The black envoy smiled self-deprecatingly, knowing who the enemy was, but he was helpless, and even had to do things for him for the sake of medicine, this was not the greatest irony, but even so, he could only endure it, otherwise within a month, he and the white envoy would die of madness due to the exercises.

"If you can't kill him, you will die at his hand, and it is better than being controlled. The white envoy said indifferently, the original anger at the black envoy's deception dissipated unconsciously, and it couldn't stay in his mind for a moment.

"Then go to him, I don't understand something. The black envoy reluctantly pulled out a smile, hesitated, and reached out again to help the white envoy, this time the white envoy did not refuse.

"This place is filthy, too, it's time to go. The white envoy looked around, the original place outside the world still could not escape the chaos of the rivers and lakes, and became a mountain of corpses in the sea of blood, whether it was his own fault or their fault, he couldn't tell, maybe there was cause and effect in the underworld.