Maybe he could sense the opponent's position through his murderous aura, this thought appeared in Li Wenshuo's mind for a moment, and then dispersed.

With a soft sound, Li Wenshuo subconsciously raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, and the sword qi of Sen Ran was hidden in the sword body, with his powerful physical strength, without hesitation, it exploded out in an instant.

I only heard a muffled sound of bumps.

I can see a small black flag being cut away by the iron sword, and I can vaguely see that under the small black flag, there is a faint black blade.

"I don't need to do it. Lao Huang asked out loud.

"No, I don't. ”

After this blow, Li Wenshuo's face turned slightly pale, his body flickered, and then stabilized.

It's not that the power contained in this small flag is great, or even in terms of strength alone, it's just average, but the moment the broken teeth touched the small black flag, Li Wenshuo only felt as if something in his body had been taken away.

And the appearance of this small black flag can really be called silent, and Li Wenshuo can only cut this sword by relying on the intuition of the coming danger, otherwise he will be injured by this strange blow, and he really doesn't know what will happen.

Even Lao Huang barely saw the small black flag after Li Wenshuo cut out this sword, which is why he proposed to make a move.

However, he was rejected by Li Wenshuo.

Lao Huang trusts Li Wenshuo very much, and he also feels that even if this small black flag is a little dangerous, it will not make Li Wenshuo helpless.

Li Wenshuo didn't pay attention to what Lao Huang thought at this time, his consciousness was compressed to a foot around his body, such a short distance, for the flying sword, it can basically be regarded as non-existent.

His mind was almost entirely focused on this square area, although Xiao Qi was dangerous and weird, but with the invincible swordsmanship of three feet in front of him, he was not powerless to resist.

Moreover, it was this kind of nervousness brought about by the unknown, and the kind of mind that became more clear and calm in the extreme tension, that made Li Wenshuo very excited, and he only felt trembling all over, he had not felt this way for a long time.

But fortunately, his hand holding the sword was as steady as ever.

It didn't take long, maybe just an instant, the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword struck again, this time Li Wenshuo didn't use brute force alone, the iron sword rolled up, and wanted to directly lock this small black flag.

But where will the old Tao make him satisfied, this Heavenly Demon Flag Sword is a heavy treasure sealed by Wudang Mountain, even if he can't mobilize the four small flags at the same time, he can only use it simply.

But he knows the power of this Heavenly Demon Banner Sword, this sword is alive, as long as your mind is connected with him, it will always think about the anti-guest and devour your soul.

Fortunately, he has cultivated profoundly, cultivated all year round, and has a firm will, otherwise it would be a bit dangerous.

Li Wenshuo frowned, as long as there was contact, the internal force in his body was like a collapsing river embankment, pouring out continuously, even if he had now reached the Xuantho realm, the internal and external communication, the speed of this internal force loss was still jaw-dropping.

On the contrary, the black qi above this small black flag became more and more intense, as if the true qi in his body had been swallowed by it.

With a thud, the iron sword shattered the small black flag again.

But this time, the small black flag did not continue to fly out of the fog, but the vigilance in Li Wenshuo's heart was almost at its peak, and he felt that danger was coming from all directions.

Li Wenshuo naturally did not sit still, knowing that Lao Huang would do his best to protect the carriage behind him, he planned to step forward, after all, there was only a distance of 100 zhang, and for him, it was just a matter of charging.

But as soon as he took a step with his right foot, he felt an extremely heavy pressure coming from top to bottom, like Tarzan pressing on the top.

When I looked up slightly, I saw that the fog around me was gone, and there was an empty mountain road under my feet.

Magic?

I'm afraid it's not that simple, Li Wenshuo thought like this, frowning slightly, this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.

However, he is very confident in his own strength.

So when all the familiar things in front of him disappeared, he did not panic, but in the shortest possible time, he made what he thought was the most correct response.

He closed his eyes and didn't look at the changes around him, because if it was an illusion, then everything he saw in his eyes was not worth believing.

Thinking back to the position of the old way before, he raised his long sword, and with a loud shout, he slashed down in front of him.

The sword blade broke through the wind, the momentum was huge, and the sword qi of Sen Ran was volleyed in the air, like a white dragon, with a clearly visible dragon roar, it flew over a distance of hundreds of zhang in an instant.

Li Wenshuo felt that he had cut something, so he opened his eyes.

Li Wenshuo's sword qi didn't hit anything, because there was still nothing in the space in front of him.

But his expression was still calm, sticking to his heart, and his broken teeth were upside down behind him, wanting to see what means this old Taoist had.

......

Everyone in the carriage looked at Li Wenshuo nervously, and at this moment they saw that he was closed with his eyes closed, motionless, and the four strange black flags floating around him.

Ou Yemo looked at the four small black flags, his expression was solemn, he gasped, and said, "Sure enough, it is the Heavenly Demon Banner Sword." ”

Lao Huang didn't look at Li Wenshuo, but looked at the motionless old Taoist outside Baizhang, seeing that he was now slightly closed, unguarded, and said in his heart If something happened to Li Wenshuo, he would punch him.

The other party's mortal body, under his own punch, will definitely be wiped out.

Lao Huang is a doer, thinking of this, he took a step forward, wanting to directly crush the old Taoist who didn't know the origin with one punch, with his cultivation of breaking the army realm, killing an old Taoist priest in the Xuanche realm, it was really easy.

But he was also stopped by Ou Yemo, and said softly: "Don't do it, this Heavenly Demon Banner Sword is one of the holy relics of the Demon Sect in the past, it can connect the spiritual world of the people on both sides of the battle, it is the most weird and dangerous, you can kill this person with this punch, but the world of knowing the sea collapses, and Li Wenshuo is also bound to die." ”

Hearing this, Lao Huang was also stunned, he didn't expect this thing to be so evil, and glanced at Li Wenshuo again, only to see Li Wenshuo's brows slightly furrowed when he closed his eyes, as if he had encountered something difficult.

The battle in the sea of knowledge seems complicated and long, sometimes the battle is fought for three days, maybe in the real world, time has only passed for a moment.

......

Li Wenshuo did feel very difficult, a blue brick wall appeared in front of him, the wall was dilapidated, the patent leather was peeling, and it was full of the breath of time.

But what's even stranger is that he has seen this wall, and when he was a child, he often practiced swords on this wall, and until now, he can even see the shallow sword marks on the wall.

It's just that this wall should no longer exist now, so Li Wenshuo knows that this is fake.

In the face of such a false thing, Li Wenshuo's choice was the same as before, he carried the sword and slashed out, but to his surprise, the brick wall was not cut in two, and countless sparks splashed between the sword blade and the green bricks, stretching into a line.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look to the side, there was a familiar mountain village at the bottom of the mountain, an unfamiliar sunset in the distance, and the brick walls around him seemed to be talking.

Li Wenshuo smiled, he didn't raise his sword, and he didn't use much force in his hand, just simply pressed the sword lightly.

He felt that with the sharpness of broken teeth, it could be called sharpening iron like clay, and if it was really just a blue brick wall in front of him, even if he didn't need to use force, he would easily cut it open, so the blue brick wall was also cut by him.

In his thoughts, the broken teeth magnified countless times, splitting the entire South Mountain in half, and the familiar mountain path appeared in front of him again.

There was still no one on the mountain road, only Li Wenshuo stood with his sword raised.

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in his ears, the sound was like thunder, shaking the heavens and the earth, and Li Wenshuo only felt that the blood all over his body was boiling.