Ninety percent of the sword heart made Shi Xiaole's swordsmanship power increase unprecedentedly, and he steadily suppressed the masked man, and his cultivation was too bad.

"Whiplash musculoskone. ”

After failing to make a move, the masked man's arm was rounded, and the long whip of bone spurs drew a large circle in the air, the tip of the circle formed a circle, and in the middle were countless bone spurs, which rushed towards Shi Xiaole with a click, and the ground was ploughed out of a long ditch full of holes along the way.

What the masked man comprehends is an extremely rare artistic conception of the ring. This kind of artistic conception makes his every move and style have a wide range of lethality, especially this trick, which brings the artistic conception of the ring to the fullest.

His idea was to trap Shi Xiaole first, but slowly drag the other party down.

Without speaking, Shi Xiaole's wrist trembled slightly, and countless Qingyang sword qi burst out layer by layer, like a beam of scorching sun in the sky at noon, everywhere.

As soon as the ring bone spur came into contact with Qingyang Sword Qi, it was immediately poked full of holes and dried up like a balloon.

"Damn. ”

The masked shouted in anger. Where did he think that the other party had made such great progress in less than two months, and he was busy saying to the man with the sword on his back: "You still don't make a move?"

"I'm waiting for an opportunity, you drag the other party first. ”

The masked man secretly hated, but he had to do so, because Shi Xiaole on the opposite side had already rushed up, and one hand was dense with sword qi.

"Whip Shadow besieges the city. ”

The body rotated, the masked man was surrounded by the whip shadow and couldn't get in, the sword qi hit it, and the slamming sound of the collision of the spare internal force, when Shi Xiaole's sword momentum was exhausted, the masked man suddenly killed like a shuttle, and shot towards his chest at an astonishing speed.

Clang......

The power concentrated to a little bit was on the sword body and passed into Shi Xiaole's hands, making him feel like he had been stabbed by a needle, and the long sword almost flew out of his hand.

However, the masked man was also uncomfortable, and was cut by a heavy sword qi on his body, splashing out of the Dao bloodline.

"Dog mongrel, Lao Tzu will not be you, and he will not be a man. ”

Seeing the ferocity of blood, the masked man rushed towards him with a desperate posture, in a vain attempt to overwhelm Shi Xiaole with his momentum, and in the past, he relied on this move to kill many people with the same strength as him.

But the next result shocked him.

Poof, poof, poof.

The masked man is fierce, Shi Xiaole is more fierce than him, not in form, but in will. At least there is still room for his moves, and he is ready to withdraw at any time, but Shi Xiaole's sword moves are completely fighting for his life.

"If you want to play with me, just have enough. ”

When the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, they don't have the determination to abandon everything, how can they wield the sword move to defeat everything?

The duel with the Stone Statue Array inspired Shi Xiaole, a swordsman, although he can't enshrine the sword as the supreme absolute faith, but with a sword in his body, he is enough to be fearless of everything.

It is only on the line between life and death that man and sword can truly blend.

"It's now!"

The man with the sword on his back suddenly made a move, and as soon as the long sword was drawn, the tip of the sword was like a poisonous dragon electric drill, and the distance of ten zhang was fleeting, and it quickly stabbed into Shi Xiaole's heart.

"You're the one who is waiting. ”

Being able to become an accomplice in the weird bamboo forest proves that the strength of the two is about the same, so Shi Xiaole chose the man with the sword as the first target from the beginning, because of the existence of the sword heart, the threat of the man with the sword is far less than that of the masked man.

The body retreated, Shi Xiaole's long sword flicked, and the fine Qingyang sword qi suddenly turned into a sword net and intertwined, and the sword of the man with the sword on his back was disturbed by the inexplicable force, resulting in ten percent of the power could only be exerted six or seven percent.

"Kenshin, at least more than eighty percent of Kenshin. ”

Blood splattered out of his mouth desperately, and the man with the sword on his back retreated in horror, his body covered with criss-crossing sword marks.

Brush.

A little cold star twinkles, it is a bright meteor flying from the sky. Under this sword, the man with the sword on his back only felt stiff, and even his thoughts stopped.

"Dog mongrel, you don't want to get away with it. ”

The masked man was furious, and the whip in his hand swung out at a speed beyond the limit, entangled the Qingfeng Sword, and the blade of the sword deviated, cutting a deep blood mark on the shoulder of the man carrying the sword.

"If anyone does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if anyone sins against me, I will repay him tenfold, and today you will surely die." ”

The cold gaze enveloped the two of them at the same time, and Shi Xiaole's long sword swung continuously, killing the man with the sword on his back.

Under the suppression of Kenshin, the strength of the man with the sword on his back was difficult to exert, and instead he became a burden to the masked man. Unless he doesn't care about the other party's life or death.

But Shi Xiaole expected that the masked man would not do this. If two people join forces, at least there is still hope to kill themselves, and if they miss today, the other party will lose the opportunity forever.

The three figures fought together, the internal force storm surged, the red leaves exploded into debris, and the bamboo was protected by the formation, and it was also swaying left and right.

The three of them galloped all the way from the front of the stone statue, stepping on the bamboo tip to fight in the sky, the red bamboo forest seemed to be a churning red river under the strong wind, which was extremely dazzling and beautiful.

"Those two guys seem to have hit hard stubble. ”

"Would you like to help?"

"There is an iron rule in the rivers and lakes, it is none of my business, and it hangs high. ”

Many people are taking refuge in seclusion in the bamboo forest, and they have watched from the wall when they see this, without any intention of interfering. As for the Jianghu guests who came to break through, and even the masters of the sect, they also had the mentality of watching a good show.

Above the red bamboo sea, the masked man and the man with the sword on his back became more and more frightened and frightened the more they fought.

They found that the fighting skills they were proud of, in front of Shi Xiaole, were like children beating adults, ridiculously naïve. On the other hand, the opponent's skills have been so clever that they almost ignore the siege of the two.

Of course, the main thing is that the man with the sword on his back is suppressed, and he is Shi Xiaole's main target, so he is at a disadvantage in terms of strategy.

His eyes flashed with a strange luster, the masked man's movements slowed down a little, and Shi Xiaole's long sword stabbed rapidly, and it was another meteor outside the sky.

"Not good!"

The man with the sword on his back was so shocked that his face was colorless, he screamed, and his body dodged to the side at the fastest speed in his life, not forgetting to block with his long sword.

Laugh at.

Blood splashed, his hand holding the sword broke at elbows, and in the scream, he fell into the red bamboo forest, Shi Xiaole followed closely behind, ruthlessly.

"Stop me. ”

Someone shouted angrily in the distance, and the sword qi that spewed out was full of ruthlessness, blocking Shi Xiaole's attack.

A figure swept in from a distance, and standing in front of the man with the sword on his back, was a young man with an ordinary face but beautiful clothes.

"Guan Daxia. ”

The man with the sword on his back grabbed the straw like a drowning man, his eyes lit up, and he said viciously to the young man: "Guan Daxia, this son is ruthless, and it is better to break my arm than to kill him, please cut off his arm for me." ”

The person who came was the young swordsman of the Guan family among the four great families, Guan Fei.

Guan Fei grabbed the meditation stone again, came here after passing two levels in a row, and happened to hear the movement, so he rushed over.

If it were an ordinary person, Guan Fei wouldn't have paid attention to it, but this man with a sword on his back had helped him once three years ago, and he couldn't sit idly by and ignore it.

The masked man fell half a body behind Guan Fei, his originally tense face relaxed, and he couldn't help but sneer when he looked at Shi Xiaole.

It's really an endless road, what else is he worried about flying forward? With the other party's cultivation and strength, it is not too easy to crush Shi Xiaole.

"Friend, you and I have always been gracious, did you hear his words?"

After Guan Fei took it with one hand, he said lightly.

"What if you hear it, what if you don't hear it?"

Shi Xiaole guessed Guan Fei's identity from the name of the man with the sword on his back and the appearance of the other party, and he believed that with today's situation, it would not be difficult for the other party to figure out who he was.

But I deliberately ignored it, which is kind of interesting.

It's not that Shi Xiaole is self-righteous, everyone has to say that his reputation is well deserved when they see him, but because Guan Fei's eyes have a deep hidden gloom.

From the other party's point of view, if you ask about your identity and then attack yourself, it will inevitably make people think that he is jealous, so not asking is the best choice.

Guan Fei smiled, quite breezy and light, "You cut off your arm, I can spare your life." ”

As he spoke, a ruthless, cold sword momentum rushed out of him, which was unusually similar to Guan Duli's sword momentum, but it was far more terrifying than Guan Duli's, enveloping Shi Xiaole in an instant, not giving him any chance to escape.

The five levels of Xuan Qi, the seven percent of the sword heart, Guan Fei's pride was out of control the day he showed his talent, and due to the suppression of more than twenty years before, this pride was even more paranoid than ordinary geniuses.

He will not allow anyone to destroy it.

But this year, there was a person named Shi Xiaole, under his thousand lights, the same generation in Qingxue Prefecture was overshadowed, and even the young masters of the previous generation were tragically affected, and they were compared to each other, dwarfed.

Guan Fei finally became the first person of the young generation, how could he be willing.

Fortunately, God has eyes, and he actually let him meet each other here, Guan Fei felt that if he didn't make good use of this opportunity, he would be sorry to God.

"Being targeted by Guan Fei, this kid is going to be finished. ”

"With Guan Fei's current strength, the eightfold masters of the Idle Xuan Qi are not his opponents, plus with the towering tree of the Guan family at his back, if it were me, I would have run away from the beginning, how far and as far as I could. ”

"Do you think that boy looks like someone who is rumored? ”

"Shhh ”

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes were better than monkeys, and many of them guessed Guan Fei's intentions, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for Shi Xiaole in their hearts.

Judging from the current momentum, the other party is undoubtedly a genius, but unfortunately, if he folds his arms here, the so-called genius will plummet in an instant.

But without the help of outsiders, how could Shi Xiaole avoid Guan Fei's hot hand?

"Hey, hey, no matter how strong you are today, you still have to pay the price obediently, dare me to become a cripple, you have to be the same as me!"

The man with the sword on his back stood up from the ground and smirked, as if this was the only way to vent his inner anger and resentment.

The masked man was so excited that his whole body trembled, as long as Shi Xiaole cut off one of his arms, he could pinch the other party as much as he wanted.

"Do it yourself, or do it yourself, or do it to me, choose. ”

Guan Fei smiled proudly, like a high-ranking ruler.

"I don't choose either. ”

Shi Xiaole shook his head.

"Then I'll choose for you. ”

The voice was cold, but the sword qi was even colder. Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Guan Fei had already taken out the sword and directly took Shi Xiaole's right arm holding the sword.