Li Wenshuo stood in place, his body unstable, but he never fell, he could still feel the chaotic heaven and earth vitality in the air, but at this time, they were no longer under his control.

He watched as Wu Yangu in front of him put the knife into the sheath, his eyes disdainful.

He felt the condor archer behind him bend his bow and arrows, and his murderous aura was exposed.

He still only smiled bitterly, his teeth clenched, his fingers clenched on the hilt of the sword, and his knuckles turned white!

A grassland man in the Xianfeng realm walked slowly with a knife, Li Wenshuo was a little distracted, these days, he kept killing people, even when he was resting, he was still vigilant at all times, and he didn't dare to relax.

Now that the enemy is in front of him, he stands with his sword in hand, his body trembling constantly, but his heart is extremely relaxed, or it can be said to be empty.

Looking at Wu Yangu, who was standing in place, his fingers still rubbing the hilt of the knife, he smiled softly and said, "What, don't you plan to kill me with your own hands?"

"The way you are now, are you still worth my hands?"

"But you're going to have to do it after all. ”

Hearing this, Wu Yangu paused and let out a sigh of relief.

The young warrior of the Xianfeng realm standing in front of Li Wenshuo didn't understand this, this well-planned trap originally didn't have anything to do with him, but at this time, the enemy was already crumbling, and he couldn't even hold the sword steadily, what else did he have to be afraid of?

How can this person be worthy of King Jiuli's action?

He could even kill him himself.

So he carried the knife, and the silver blade had a cyan edge on it, and the night was slightly cold, and the boy was eager to try, and then he met the eyes.

There was regret in his eyes.

He didn't know what Li Wenshuo was sorry about, but he still decided to kill him as quickly as possible to show respect for him, after all, he was once so strong.

So, he bowed, twisted his waist, turned his wrist, and then swung out with a knife.

This knife was very fast, and a silver sword light pierced through the morning mist, and the light reflecting the sun flashed in the air, and Li Wenshuo suddenly felt a little dazzling.

The boy fell to the ground, his eyes full of horror and confusion.

Li Wenshuo's face was pale, and his body was still shaking, but the hand holding the sword was now stable again, poison? There may really be poison in this world that can poison or even disintegrate the internal force of the master of the broken army.

But he's different from other powerhouses who break armies.

There is still an innate qi in his body, and he is almost invulnerable!

At the moment of the poison, he was indeed a little flustered, but now, he has calmed down.

Although his heart still hurts like a knife.

His breathing gradually stabilized, and between exhaling and inhaling, the power that had disappeared in his body was filled again.

He felt a pity, because if Wu Yangu had made a move just now, he would have a great chance of killing his opponent with one sword.

All-out is something that is not something that a man can control, and sometimes depending on his enemies.

In the face of an enemy who is highly poisonous and has lost all his internal strength, no matter who he is, no matter how careful he is, he will inevitably underestimate the enemy.

Li Wenshuo coughed twice, but everyone's hearts were in the same air, although he was coughing, but at the same time he was laughing, he raised his head and looked ahead with a little regret.

No matter who wants to harm him, he has already thought it out at this time, he wants to go back alive today, and he doesn't have to think about anything else at all.

The black fox breathed a long sigh of relief, and when he saw Li Wenshuo laughing, his heart had already let go.

Wu Yangu also looked over, his eyes facing each other, as if there was a sword light and sword shadow bursting out between these two pairs of eyes.

Murderous intent was in the air, undisguised.

Everyone's heart shook suddenly.

Wu Yangu's face was calm, and he slowly pulled out his scimitar, the hand holding the knife sank to the side of his waist, and his eyes seemed to have a demon's hand hidden, which could drag everything he saw into the abyss.

But Li Wenshuo's eyes are as clear as a stream, and like a sunny sky, unobstructed, and he seems to be able to accept everything.

At this moment, he seemed to realize that anger and other emotions were far away from him, and in his heart, there was only this sword left.

He didn't even blame Fang Wenlan, he gave his trust to a stranger so unscrupulously, and he was to blame for this evil result.

But afterwards, he always had to ask for clarification.

Wuyan Gu is still in silence, his heart is unwavering, looking at Li Wenshuo not far away, it is like looking at a dead man, this is his way.

If a person stands there and gives the impression that it is not a person, but a mountain, then the strength of that person cannot be described in words.

Li Wenshuo was also slightly moved.

He also stood there, his hand surprisingly steady, as if it had been completely condensed in air.

His person seemed to be one with the air, giving people a faint feeling, but his sword became sharp and murderous!

The air became depressed, and the surrounding blades flashed, and the crowd in a circle subconsciously began to retreat, as if they were going to die if they didn't retreat.

But they had withdrawn ten, twenty, and fifty steps, and they could still feel the murderous aura.

Everyone's hearts are contracting, the murderous aura seems to be everywhere, and the big war is about to break out.

Li Wenshuo could feel the realm of Wuyan Gu, his heart was shaken, and at the same time, he was greatly admired.

So he raised the sword in his hand and held it flat in front of him, the seventy-five pound heavy sword was like an extension of his arm, and he didn't feel the slightest abnormality.

Wu Yangu's expression became more and more solemn, he couldn't wait any longer, he could feel that the realm of the young man in front of him was improving rapidly.

He didn't know Li Wenshuo, didn't know what a sword immortal was, and didn't even know Shangguan Yu.

The impression of him is that he is just a military warrior in the Central Plains, who has reached the realm of breaking the army, killed one of his subordinates, and at the same time is extremely stupid and plunged headlong into the Great Snow Mountain and fell into his trap.

His fingers vibrated and he began to move, no matter what the flaws and opportunities, he was ready to make a move.

Li Wenshuo originally stood in place, responding to all changes with the same and taking advantage of the opportunity.

But he moved, and he was one step ahead of Wuyangu.

Like his sword, his body is also as fast, but it is not as fast as Wuyangu, but Wuyangu has not moved, and now it is he who responds to all changes with the same.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wenshuo came to the place three feet in front of Wuyan Gu's body, and the sword in his hand raised his hand and stabbed out.

Wuyan Gu's pupils shrank.

In Li Wenshuo's eyes, Wu Yangu is still full of flaws, but at the same time, there are no flaws on his body, so he doesn't care if there are flaws or not.

This sword stabbed out at great randomness, unruly, unorganized, top-down, and as fast as lightning.

Wu Yangu swore that in his life's battles, he had seen countless masters, but he had never seen such a fast move, such a fast sword, extremely casual, but not reasonable at all.

You are obviously breaking the army realm, so how can you stab such a sword?

What's more, you clearly only entered the broken army not long ago.

He couldn't figure it out, but he had no choice, and with a knife, the heavens and the earth changed color in an instant.

In the sky, dark clouds gathered, and in an instant, a huge flash of light tore through the darkness, and it shook a few times with difficulty, and then angrily pushed the rumbling roar that refused to bow down, from the depths of the vast space, from beyond the eight poles, like swords and swords, like a mountain collapsing and cracking.

Li Wenshuo also has shrunken pupils, he has just joined the broken army, and in the control of the vitality of heaven and earth, he is far inferior to Wuyan Gu, at this moment, when he sees Wuyan Gu slashing out, heaven and earth move with the momentum of the knife, and his heart is also quite moved.

This is the result of Wuyan Gu's years of immersion in the Xuanche realm, he could have reached the realm of breaking the army a long time ago, but in order to be able to go further on this road, he waited until he couldn't wait.

The wind was howling, the branches were shaking, and snow was falling from the treetops.

There was a sigh in the wind.

Li Wenshuo sighed lightly, coughed lightly twice, and took three steps back, only then did he pull the long sword out of Wu Yangu's throat, and there were sporadic blood stains on the tip of the sword.

Wuyan Gushang held the knife, the knife still stayed at the height of his shoulder, the strength had already destroyed his clothes in half, leaving a blood mark on his shoulder, he only needed one more breath, I believe that even if Li Wenshuo is strong and strong, he will inevitably be split in half by this knife.

Li Wenshuo's sword was so fast for a moment after all.

This moment is life and death.