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What's more, such a knife seemed to appear out of thin air in front of Ye Wuxiu's eyes, and it actually made Yue Chuyun's dazzling sword return in vain.

One hand, the shape of the withered bones is like white bones, but such a pair of hands can hold this pitch-black knife steadily. No one can hold it more steadily than this hand, this is the thought that rises in the hearts of everyone present at the same time, but this thought seems to make them forget a problem, that is, the man in Tsing Yi who appeared in front of Ye Wuxiu's eyes with this pitch-black knife.

The silent knife is obviously close in front of you, but it seems to be a person without a trace.

The sound of the fight slowly disappeared, and everyone couldn't help but look at the man in Tsing Yi in the crowd, and the pitch-black knife in his hand.

This is a faint momentum, even if the man in Tsing Yi is motionless, no one will take him lightly.

The knife was quiet, so everyone present couldn't help but stop, and the breath coming from the blade seemed to guide them, stop the moves in their hands, and then, to die.

"What an evil knife!"

The sound of pain came from the corner, and the man in Tsing Yi looked at the source of the sound, only to see that the young man who had just received his own move with a sword still had the strength to stand up.

There was a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and Yue Liyun felt a pinprick pain coming from the meridians of his body at this moment. Obviously, there is no trace of internal force fluctuation on the blade, but such an ordinary knife can make one's internal breath surge, if it is not for the pure heart and good mantra to stabilize the mind, maybe this knife can make one's internal strength completely lost.

"A sword just now, yes, what's your name. The corner of the Tsing Yi man's mouth curled up and asked.

"My name is Yue Izukumo, and your sword skills are not bad!" Yue Chuyun slowly came to the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi and said.

"It's been many years, and it's the first time I've met a junior who said that my knife skills are good. ”

"Your knife skills are already good. ”

"You know how to swords?"

"I don't understand. ”

The man in Tsing Yi suddenly smiled wantonly, and then casually swung a knife at Yue Izumo.

"Bell!"

Yue Izumo only felt that his right arm was almost broken because of this knife, and his whole body seemed to fall apart. This knife came very slowly, but it made Yuezuyun faintly have a premonition that if he escaped, then this knife would definitely appear in his heart.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood finally couldn't suppress and spurted out, Yue Izumo knelt on one knee, his left hand was propped up on the ground with all his strength, and his right hand raised his sword, and above Qiu Wu was naturally a pitch-black knife.

"It's been many years, and it's the first time I've met a junior who has just come out of the world, and your swordsmanship is very good. ”

"My swordsmanship is already good. ”

"You know swordsmanship?"

"I don't understand. ”

The man in Tsing Yi put away the knife, and then glanced at Ye Wuxiu behind him, Ye Wuxiu showed a triumphant smile on his face, but then he found a pain in his chest!

"How is that possible!"

Ye Wuxiu lowered his head, his right hand fell on his chest, and he felt that his chest was wet, and it seemed to be a little warm.

"Why, your sword has obviously been blocked in front of my eyes!" Ye Wuxiu asked in disbelief.

Yue Izumo smiled coldly: "So, you are conceited that your martial arts are not bad, but you still can't understand my swordsmanship!"

"You!"

"The frog at the bottom of the well. ”

Yue Chuyun did not hesitate to interrupt Ye Wuxiu's words, then raised his head and smiled conceitedly, and looked at the man in green clothes: "Even if your sword skills are peerless, you can't save him." ”

The man in Tsing Yi nodded in agreement, not angry at all because of Yue Chuyun's disrespectful behavior, but praised: "This sword makes it impossible for me to distinguish which one is sword qi, and which sword is the sword itself." ”

Yue Izumo was puzzled: "Isn't he with you, aren't you angry when he dies?"

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and asked, "When did I say I wanted to save him?"

"Why did you make a move if you didn't save him?"

"Compared to your swordsmanship, what is a human life? He should feel glad to die under such a swordsmanship, and such a gorgeous sword to bury him should be a gift to him. ”

Yue Yuyun felt a chill in his heart, and he suddenly understood where the evil qi he felt when the man in Tsing Yi took out the knife came from.

"Aren't you with him?" Tsukizumo asked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and standing up.

"It's not. ”

"So what are you doing here. ”

"Kill. ”

"Kill whom?"

"All. ”

Ye Wuxiu listened to this question and answered, only to feel that his eyes were getting darker and darker, and in the end, he didn't even have the strength to stand. It's just that while slowly falling, Ye Wuxiu still stared at the cyan figure in front of him, as well as the strange long knife, until the last trace of unwillingness in his eyes was gone.

Ye Wuxiu, dead!

Even with that unshakable sword in front of him, he still died under the shadow sword of the Pure Shadow Song!

The corners of the Tsing Yi man's mouth hooked a trace of unbearability, but the knife light on the long knife in his hand flashed, but it was still coming towards the moon.

Maybe the young man in front of him is indeed talented, maybe his swordsmanship is indeed the best in the world, but so what, as long as he stands on the opposite side, he is an opponent, and it is an opponent that is enough to arouse his interest.

This knife is still such a slow and leisurely knife, and it is also so slow that it is impossible to dodge, but when this knife came to the eyes of Yue Izumo, Yue Izumo was relieved again.

A familiar scent came from behind him, and a gentle hand landed lightly on his right hand. Yue Chuyun smiled peacefully, let go of his right hand, and that hand immediately popped out with a light finger, and then saw the Qiu Wu Sword like a cold light towards the oncoming sword light.

The swords intersected, and the figure of the man in Tsing Yi was finally blocked, and Qiu Wu also flew back because of this knife. A trace of solemnity flashed on Allure's cold face, and with a wave of his right hand, Qiu Wu returned to his hand, and then came to the eyes of Yue Chuyun, holding the sword in his right hand and pointing obliquely at the ground.

"Master, you saved me again. ”

"Who made you my apprentice?"

Everyone present was shocked at the same time, when would the head of Fengming Pavilion, who had always been rumored to be cold, have such a gentle tone!

"Apprentice, your injuries are okay. Although Allure was worried about the injuries of his apprentice, his attention was still fixed on the man in Tsing Yi in front of him. The pressure given to her by the people in Tsing Yi in front of her made it extremely difficult for her to even be distracted.

Yue Chuyun raised his head, and the gentle inquiry of Fang Chengcheng actually made him have the urge to release all the fears in his heart, but looking at the figure in front of him, Yue Chuyun smiled brightly, and then said softly: "Na, I'm fine, Master be careful, I can't understand his knife!"

Allure was stunned when he heard this, and the smile on his face bloomed with the sound of the moonrise. Under the bright moon, Allure smiled, and even the most dazzling moonlight in the world was scattered because of this smile.

"Apprentice, are you afraid?"

"There is no ......"

"Then why are you pulling the corner of your teacher's clothes? ”

"I ......"

"Don't worry, Master is here. ”

Yue Izumo took a deep breath, and the panic caused by that knife immediately dissipated completely.

After all, there is a Master.