The Yang Woman couldn't believe her eyes, her hammer was extremely hard, and when those powerful swords in the martial arts fought against it, they would be broken, and her hammer didn't even leave the slightest scratch, but there were iron filings falling right now, obviously impregnated by the red of the blood-drinking sword.

Seeing that the iron filings were falling more and more, the yang woman was a little panicked, if it continued, it was obvious that the iron hammer would be seriously damaged, and it was difficult to say what it would become in the end.

She quickly pulled the hammer back to avoid any more contact with the Bloodthirsty Sword. But seeing that it was mottled on it, the yang woman looked very heartbroken, just like the yin husband died. Her hands kept stroking the hammer face, and her face twitched, all in pain.

"What the hell is your blood-drinking sword, that even my indestructible hammer can be slashed!" said the Yang woman angrily.

"God of God!, specialize in all kinds of disobedience!" Zhuo Yifan said quietly.

"I don't believe it! I can't fix you!" As soon as the words fell, the yang woman jumped up again and smashed straight towards Zhuo Yifan.

Seeing that the Yang woman was stubborn and unable to convince, Zhuo Yifan was no longer soft-hearted, so he used the blood-drinking sword and greeted him head-on.

The weapons of the two collided violently for a while, constantly making a crackling sound, and even more sparks splashed in all directions, pouring down like red-hot molten iron from a casting sword.

With the attack between the two, Zhuo Yifan obviously felt that the strength of the dwarf melon hammer was getting weaker and weaker, and the naked eye could intuitively see that the hammer was getting smaller and smaller. He immediately understood that the molten iron that kept pouring down was caused by the melting of the dwarf melon hammer.

This point, the yang woman also felt it, but the two fought desperately, life and death were in an instant, and she had no time to take care of the state of the hammer.

Zhuo Yifan increased the intensity of his attack, and the blade of the blood-drinking sword shook into three handles, constantly cutting the dwarf melon hammer. For a time, iron filings flew sideways, molten iron flowed, and sparks flew everywhere.

After a long period of staggering, she suddenly found that the hammer head of the dwarf melon hammer in her hand had become as thick as an iron nail, and the hammer handle was old and coarse, which was very mismatched.

Seeing this, the yang woman was so angry that she threw the "dwarf melon iron nail" directly on the ground, and shouted: "Zhuo Yifan, I want to kill you!

As he spoke, he pushed his palms and attacked Zhuo Yifan again.

Seeing that her dwarf melon hammer was damaged by herself, Zhuo Yifan thought that she would stop there, but she didn't expect her to be even more energetic, and she had the posture of not killing herself today and vowing not to give up.

"Seeing that you are so old and still being used as a sword, I don't want to embarrass you, let's stop here. Zhuo Yifan said while defending.

"Don't think about it! I just fought for my life today, and I want to fight you to the end!" After speaking, he instantly launched a burst of Xuan Qi and attacked directly towards Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan hit back with a prana Zen palm, and the strong energy of the two collided with each other, making a rumbling explosion, as if the sky was falling apart.

After pushing each other for a while, both of them stepped back, apparently equal in terms of internal strength.

"Boy, the internal strength is quite high, even I, an old woman who has practiced for more than ten years, can't quickly subdue you!" Yang Nu said.

"The internal strength of the predecessors is stronger, and I admire it very much, so let's not fight again. Zhuo Yifan said.

"It's okay not to fight, but you have to kill yourself, so that I will let you go! Otherwise, today is either you or I die!" Yang Woman said sharply.

He has done his best to be benevolent to Yang Women, but she doesn't listen to persuasion, Zhuo Yifan can't do anything, so he can only stop being soft on her.

Seeing that the yang woman launched bursts of strong internal force against herself, Zhuo Yifan dodged and fought back, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

With the passage of time, the yang woman obviously couldn't support it, not only because she was old and frail, but also not as durable as Zhuo Yifan's internal strength.

Seeing that she was getting more and more at a disadvantage, the yang woman gave it a go, and threw all her internal strength into the attack towards Zhuo Yifan.

The deep Xuan Qi internal force suddenly formed strips of fire, like lightning bolts, smashing towards Zhuo Yifan's head and face.

Zhuo Yifan didn't dare to take it lightly, so he also worked hard to launch a more powerful internal force Xuanqi.

Boom!

The bursts of air shook all the soldiers who were closer to the ground, but they no longer struggled, and lay like dead bodies.

And the Yang woman was also hit by Zhuo Yifan's internal force and fell to the ground backwards.

She spat out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, her face pale and irrepressible.

Zhuo Yifan looked at her painful appearance, and there was a trace of sympathy and pity in his heart, but in the moment of life and death, no one could control the situation.

The yang woman slowly breathed and breathed, and her face gradually returned to ruddy, which was more moisturizing than ordinary people, and she was full of energy.

She smiled at Zhuo Yifan, her face was full of weirdness, "My wife has killed countless people in her life, and dying in your hands today is not in vain, after all, I have seen the power of the blood-drinking sword." ”

"The bitter sea is boundless, turning back is the shore, and then turning back there is no shore. Zhuo Yifan said calmly.

"Zhuo Yifan, don't use the Bodhi Temple set to bind yourself, that set is useful, but it is not applicable at this time. The Yang woman fell to the ground and laughed weirdly.

"Why?"

"The world is so chaotic, of course, it is to deal with it by slaying demons and eliminating demons, and when singing and dancing are leveled, then use those Zen words of Bodhi Temple to educate everyone. The young woman replied.

"What is the method of slaying demons and eliminating demons?" asked Zhuo Yifan.

"If you want to get rid of demons, you must first become demons! The old man is right, you must first become demons, and then get rid of all these demons!" said the Yang woman, pointing to the Shangguan family and the soldiers.

Seeing that the Yang woman said that the Shangguan family was a demon again, Zhuo Yifan knew that in her heart, she should have long been dissatisfied with them using conspiracies and various methods to destroy the various sects in the rivers and lakes and the Shushan faction and the Bashan faction.

"If you don't become a demon, can't you kill a demon?" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"Maybe you can kill it, but if you go back, you will find that the black pressure is overwhelming, and you can't kill it all by killing it, and after becoming a demon, you can do anything. "The young woman said quietly.

"If I become a demon, can I still come back?" Zhuo Yifan asked.

"Maybe, maybe not. The further back you go, the more you will find that the more I am saying makes sense. ”

As she spoke, the Yang woman coughed twice with difficulty, and a patch of blood suddenly appeared on the ground.

Her hands began to tremble, and she crawled towards the body of her husband.

She climbed very slowly, very hard, and still a long way from her husband.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan jumped up, flew to the body of the yin husband, picked him up, and walked away.

Then he gently placed it next to the woman, and then slowly stepped back.

The yang woman smiled at Zhuo Yifan, touched the face of the yin husband, straightened his hair for him, and muttered a few vague words.