That sword suddenly came from outside the sky, and it was naturally the world's number one assassin. After a lapse of several months, he finally seized the opportunity to carry out the second assassination as agreed.

As if he was intoxicated by the sound of the piano and wandering out of the world, Yu Tianlai suddenly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile in his chest, his right arm suddenly rose to the ground, and the nine-inch "Mo Ling" short sword with a black and faint body stabbed upward.

He never forgot his agreement with the empty child. The so-called "people are counted as tigers, and tigers are also counted as people", while always vigilant against empty assassinations, he is also waiting for an opportunity that the other party will inevitably attack, and is ready to use this opportunity to kill the other party.

This meeting of Mount Tai undoubtedly provided great convenience for the assassination of Kongkonger, and Yu Tianlai believed that the other party would never miss it, so he was secretly prepared. Just now, he seemed to have been immersed in the breathtaking sound of the ancient strings, but in fact, he had already run that "two-hearted" thaumaturgy, dividing his mind into two, half intoxicated by the sound of the qin, and half on guard.

When Kongkonger appeared, he still concealed Yu Tianlai's five senses that were far beyond ordinary people, but a trace of panic in Yu Tianlai's heart made him aware of the crisis, and the sword that had been secretly gathering momentum for a long time immediately rose into the sky. And this sword turned out to be the strongest sword that integrated the power of the earth, water, fire, and wind of the "Four Phases Sword Technique" with thousands of changes - "Ten Thousand Phases Annihilated".

With his current cultivation realm of the Great Grandmaster of the Inner Scene, the power of this sword is many times stronger than in his previous life.

The moment the tips of the two short swords touched, a bit of gray strange brilliance lit up on the tip of the "Mo Ling" short sword, and quickly spread into a faint gray light mist, engulfing the short sword in Kongkong'er's hand in an instant, and then spreading towards his arm.

Frightened, he could clearly sense that the gray mist contained a terrifying power that was enough to annihilate everything in the world. He tried to change his body and escape from this unheard-of sword momentum, but the gray light gave birth to an extremely strong absorbing force, so that he could only continue to fall like a moth to a flame, allowing the gray light to devour his sword-holding arm little by little.

At this moment, the battlefield on the other side suddenly changed. At the moment when Yu Tianlai came out with a sword to fight back, he was already "drunk with dreams and Zen Gong" to resist the sound of the ancient strings, and his mind couldn't help but move slightly. However, Gu Xian seemed to be prepared, and his fingers abandoned the other four strings, and only plucked three times on the string that was the thickness of the little finger at the bottom.

The strings vibrated violently, but strangely not a single sound came out. The bluestone under the ancient string collapsed into powder silently, and the ground under the bluestone also collapsed into a two-zhang radius, and there were huge cracks that spread to the surroundings in a divergent manner, reaching a range of ten zhang.

With the three heavy blows of the ancient strings, Yu Tianlai made three loud noises in his mind, and there seemed to be an apocalyptic scene of nine days of thunder tearing through the sky and destroying the mountains and the earth in front of him, and his mind was inevitably shaken, and the style of "all phases are destroyed" was also slightly frozen for a moment.

A terrible scream erupted from the empty air's mouth, and his body shook and spun, forcibly freeing himself from the gray light that had spread to his elbow, but his forearm, palm, and short sword from below the elbow had all disappeared into thin air, leaving no trace.

"The hatred of the broken arm will be repaid for the last assassination!"

After leaving this sentence, Kongkong'er swept away like a meteor at an astonishing speed, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yu Tian knew that his speed was not as fast as the other party, and he didn't try to catch up, but just turned his head to look at the side of the "Demon God Temple" and sneered: "Good calculation! Good means!"

At this moment, Gu Xian had already hugged the qin and retreated, and the idiot who had been immersed in the drunken dream realm also woke up, sighed softly, and got up from the seemingly intact bluestone and retreated.

As soon as his body left the bluestone, there was a slight clicking sound from the inside of the bluestone, and a spiderweb-like crack appeared on the surface, which immediately shattered and scattered into fine gravel all over the ground.

Because he was disturbed by the fight between Kongkonger and Yu Tianlai, he failed to hold his mind after all, and was shaken by the heavy blow of the last three big tones of the ancient strings, and the originally mellow and mixed qi on his body leaked out, destroying the bluestone under him.

Fazhen and Qingyin then got up, and faced each other side by side with Yu Tianlai, their faces were extremely ugly.

The empty assassination and the sound of the ancient strings were perfectly coordinated, so they would not believe that the two sides could be so smart, and they must have colluded and settled the plan in advance.

It's just that the two of them acted tacitly, but they didn't leave any handle, and Kongkong'er's last sentence made it clearer that his shot was only about personal grievances and had nothing to do with this gambling war.

The idiot was silent for a moment, suddenly laughed, returned to his free and easy nature, and clasped his hands towards the three leaders of the "Demon God Temple" opposite: "You have no last resort, the poor monk is willing to gamble and lose!"

Then he turned around and saluted Fazhen and Qingyin and said, "The poor monk has the high hopes of the two senior brothers, and he is ashamed, so he will leave." ”

Without waiting for the two to speak, they drifted away. At the beginning, his agreement with the two factions only said that if he went out of the mountain to help in the battle, he would be rewarded for three hours of participating in the Dharma exercises. But with his identity, since he lost the gamble, even if Yu Tianlai came back to the situation in the last game, he would never be cheeky enough to share this cup of soup.

Yu Tianlai's face was gloomy, and he took a few steps forward with the "Mo Ling" short sword in his hand: "Now there is only one last battle left, I don't know which one is going to come to teach?"

"Sword idiot" Dugu Remnantyun walked to Yu Tianlai with a sheathed long sword in his hand and stood in front of him.

"Fang is today, there are many people who use swords, but most of them are mediocre people, and they have failed the three-foot Qingfeng in the name of swordsmen. The only insights that can really be seen by this seat in the eyesight are Qingyin Shenni and Kongkonger. However, Qingyin Shenni is a monk, and he has less heart to win and kill the enemy, and Kongkonger has no choice but to sneak attack and assassinate, which is not the true character of a swordsman. This seat has always felt that this 'Chixia Sword' in his hand will be lonely for a lifetime, but he didn't know that there was a Taoist who was born, which really made this seat very happy. ”

Yu Tianlai has also gotten rid of the anger and unwillingness of Fang Cai's calculations, his face returned to calm, and he looked down at the "Mo Ling" short sword in his hand and said: "The sword of the poor Dao Fang Cai, can the Dugu Venerable make it clear to you?"

The words of the two have already begun to clash. Dugu Remnant Cloud is to put Yu Tianlai in the position of the only kendo opponent in his life, in order to stimulate his fighting spirit and fighting spirit. Yu Tianlai reminded the other party that he had just hit the empty space of the same inner scene great master with a sword, so as to blow the other party's confidence.

"That style of swordsmanship is really amazing to this seat. Dugu Yunyun smiled nonchalantly, "If the Dao Leader can use that style of swordsmanship on this seat, this seat can only be killed." But this seat believes that the sword of the Taoist Commander is poised to be launched, and it cannot be used as he wants. This seat is also confident that after you and I fight, we will not give the Dao Master a chance to use that sword!"