This time, the incident started suddenly, and the suddenness was extremely strong, and the ghost-eyed crazy knife heard the strong wind in the back of the head, and it was too late to swing the knife back to defend, so he had to quickly dodge to the side, but after all, it was half a beat slower. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I only heard a click, a steel knife hit his shoulder, Rao is he has true qi to protect his body, and he was also cut into the shoulder blade by the sharp blade, a few inches deep, and suddenly the blood flowed like an infusion, pain into the bone marrow, and when he looked back, it was He Yitao who attacked him.

It turned out that He Yitao saw that the ghost's eye was deep in the internal force, and he had the cold knife in his hand, and he knew that he was far from being an opponent, so he had already flown into the poplar tree, lurking in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to sneak attack.

He is experienced in battle, and he knows that the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife is extraordinary, and he only has one chance, either he doesn't make a move, and once he makes a move, he will be fatal with one blow.

So he has been hiding in the tree and preparing to attack, although he does not have the divine power of Xiao Wenfeng, but in terms of superb knife skills, he is a step higher than Xiao Wenfeng, this knife is like lightning, fast and ruthless, and one blow works.

Although the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife was cultivated profoundly, it dodged this fatal blow, but one of its right arms was seriously injured, and it couldn't exert half of its strength, and the Reverse Water Cold Knife in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"Devil's Eye Crazy Knife, the old man wants you to pay for your blood debt today!"

He Yitao felt a burst of pleasure, the pleasure of revenge! On a pair of bloodshot eyes, a blazing light burst out excitedly, and the steel knife in his hand went deep into three points.

"Old horseman, Lao Tzu wants your life!"

The ghost eye knife was extremely painful, and his left hand was like lightning, and he punched out. Although he was seriously injured, this punch was ruthless, fast, and spicy, and hit He Yitao's chest with a "bang".

"Ahh

This is just a matter of lightning and flint, and it is too late to rescue.

Xiao Wenfeng saw He Yitao's eyes wide, and he didn't bat at death! With a rage in his heart, he turned around and rushed forward with an arrow, and the golden knife in his hand was quickly swung up, and with a brush, he slashed towards the neck of the ghost-eyed mad knife.

The ghost eye mad knife just used all his strength to kill He Yitao, pulling the wound and hurting into the bone marrow, where can he exert half of his strength at this time, seeing this knife coming, his hair suddenly rose, and he only felt that his whole body was running through a cold chill.

At this moment, a mutation protruded!

The wide-backed golden knife in Xiao Wenfeng's hand, with a "pop", actually split into two in mid-air, and was deeply inserted into a poplar tree ten meters away.

His arm was sore, and in shock, he took seven steps back and shouted, "Who ?...... Someone attacked the master!"

But there was no one else in the abbot but him and the Devil's Eye Knife on the ground.

Xiao Wenfeng was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly looked around, but as far as he could see, the whole person was stunned.

A sword about three feet long, the whole body is as green as jade, hovering three zhang away, the clear light on the sword blooms, the streamer is overflowing, like the Milky Way in the sky, cutting through the desolate night.

Xiao Wenfeng was born with amazing arm strength, the broad-backed golden knife that Liu Wenjun gave him was made of stainless steel, thick and heavy, sharpened iron like clay, this long sword that came from nowhere and how it came from, could actually break the golden knife in his hand out of thin air, and it was not damaged at all.

Thinking of Yuwen Chenyi's advice to himself and the three onmyoji, he understood that this sword must have been driven by the cultivators among the horse thieves, so he couldn't help but hurriedly protect his body with a shield, and looked around vigilantly.

I didn't want to, but at a glance, I saw that the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife was stretching out his left arm, leaning over to pick up the Reverse Water Cold Knife that fell to the ground, where could I give him this opportunity, flew up with a kick, and kicked towards the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife.

The Ghost Eye Crazy Knife was already seriously injured, Xiao Wenfeng got up and kicked quickly, how could he still dodge, the strong wind passed, and a kick hit the chest, and the whole person was kicked and flew out upside down like a sandbag, and fell far away and gnawed.

The flying sword, which was as green as jade, suddenly made a strange pause in mid-air, and stabbed at him in the chest like lightning.

Xiao Wenfeng saw it clearly, he didn't dare to block it with a shield, so he rolled the momentum, and copied the cold knife that fell to the ground in his hand, jumped up, slashed his head, and quickly slashed down the flying sword in the air.

The three-foot flying sword seemed to be psychic, winding sideways, strangely avoiding Xiao Wenfeng's blade, and flew out upside down with a whoosh, disappearing into the depths of the poplar forest in an instant, with no trace.

Yuwen Chenyi, who had already stood up over there, had already seen all this in his eyes, and the shock in his heart was no less than Xiao Wenfeng, the swordsmanship of the flying sword at will was completely beyond the scope of martial arts.

Dafan hidden weapons, the method of flying arrows, even if practiced to the point of being superb, can only be skillful, the angle is tricky, it is impossible to change the trajectory of the flight at will after the volley is shot out of the air.

Yuwen Chenyi archery is outstanding, he is most deeply aware of this, he is good at bead archery, is to rely on the skillful technique, after years of hard practice, practice, the flight direction of the arrow feather, are pre-designed, want to change the trajectory of the arrow feather flight on the way, but it is absolutely impossible.

"And so it was!"

Glancing at the direction in which the flying sword disappeared, Yuwen Chenyi took a deep breath, his face was surprisingly solemn.

When he saw the three royal onmyoji in the Xuanjia Army camp, he knew that there must be capable people among the horse thieves, and the appearance of this flying sword just verified all the previous expectations.

Yuwen Chenyi looked around, and a fierce figure jumped up from the ground in the distance and quickly fled out of the woods.

Looking at this galloping figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face became cold, he took off the magpie painting longbow on his back, and the three arrows of "whoosh" shot out towards the man, and the sharp whine of the arrow feathers broke through the air, and the sound was endless.

The mysterious flying sword hidden in the woods once again glowed with a faint cold light, flew out like lightning, drawing a wonderful arc in the air, and the carved arrow flying in front was cut in half head-on.

At this time, the wind moved!

The old man in a purple robe, his long silver-white hair fluttered, and a short sword appeared in front of him, which rested lightly on his chest, and the sword body made a low humming sound from time to time in the sheath.

Boom!

A soft roar, like a dragon's groan!

The short sword, which was as thin as a cicada's wings and bladed like frost and snow, came out of its sheath, and suddenly turned into a blue light in front of the old man, silently and coldly breaking through the air, flashing a cyan trail, and stabbing directly at the three-foot flying sword that was cutting off the second carved golden arrow.

"Boom!"

The sky seemed to sound like a thunderbolt, one long and one short, and two radiant flying swords collided violently in the air.

An unstoppable power on the swords of both sides pressed over, and the power centered on the flying swords, spreading violently in the air, forming a layer of transparent aperture, where the aperture passed, a gust of wind rolled up, and the leaves on the poplar trees around were shattered.

Among the three arrows shot by Yuwen Chenyi, the only remaining carved golden arrow was also blown away from its original trajectory by this violent wind in the process of flying, and with a whoosh, it flew over against the left cheek of the Ghost Eye Crazy Knife.

The ghost eye knife suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left ear, and when he reached out and touched it, the flesh and blood on his left ear were blurred, and he touched the blood in his hand, but he was extremely brave, ignoring the severe pain from the wound, and fled into the hazy night.

"It's a pity that this demon ran away!"

Watching the figure of the Devil's Eye Crazy Knife disappear into the night, Xiao Wenfeng's dark eyes burned with anger. Several horse thieves who were not long-eyed, saw him snatch the Reverse Water Cold Knife, picked up the blade in his hand, and rushed over to snatch it.

Xiao Wenfeng was angry, and waved the cold knife in his hand, slashing a few times, chopping several horse thieves to the ground, and where the blade passed, several horse thieves were all frozen into ice.

In ecstasy, he happily glanced at the cold knife in his hand: "From now on, you are the thing in my palm!"

"Shaw, come here!"

Seeing that Xiao Wenfeng had snatched the Reverse Water Cold Knife, Yuwen Chenyi was also in ecstasy, and quickly ran to a poplar tree far away from the battlefield, beckoning to him.

"Hmm!"

Xiao Wenfeng responded, holding a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand, and ran to Yuwen Chenyi's side with an excited face, just wanting to show off the treasure knife in his hand.

Yuwen Chenyi pulled him under the tree, made a boo gesture, and looked at the two mysterious flying swords hovering in mid-air.

The two flying swords, one long and one short, were floating quietly in the air at this time after a round of volley fighting, completely motionless, flashing with a faint clear light under the bright moonlight.

Xiao Wenfeng quietly glanced at the two flying swords hanging in the air, and couldn't help but whisper softly in Yuwen Chenyi's ear: "Grandma, I didn't expect that there was such a powerful master in this blue wolf gang. ”

"Well, now it's up to the three onmyoji, pay attention and see what is so magical about the methods of these capable people!"

Yuwen Chenyi nodded lightly, his face was full of curiosity and expectation, although he had heard for a long time that these strange people who cultivated the Xuanmen Wonderful Law were extraordinary, but they had always only existed in the imagination of his mind.

I finally had this opportunity to observe, how could I let it go, staring at the two flying swords intently, shocked and fascinated.