Xia Lang patted his horse to Yun Yifan's side, walked side by side with him, and looked up at the two people on the hill that echoed each other, although the two had two completely different temperaments, but the two had one thing in common at the moment.

That is quiet, a kind of self-confidence in one's own strength, but also a kind of heart developed in the ups and downs of many years, Mount Tai collapsed in front of the face without changing color.

"Who do you think the two of them will stand in the end?" asked Xia Lang with a smile, as if he was in the theater garden with his friends next to him to evaluate the quality of a play, and guess the outcome of a play.

This time, Yun Yifan was surprisingly not disgusted, but a dignified look rose on his handsome face, and a pimple was twisted out of his eyebrows, and he sighed lightly: "I don't know, although Xia Xuehan has been famous for many years, there is no doubt about his martial arts, but ...... But the Blood Slaughterer will all use murderous tricks!"

"Really?" The smile on the corner of Xia Lang's mouth became more and more intense, and he said, "When the Emperor of Heaven said this, I am looking forward to it more and more!"

As Yun Yifan said, although Xia Xuehan's martial arts are a step higher than Mu Yufeng's, he lacks that murderous momentum.

More than ten years ago, there was a battle on the top of Huashan, and the Demon Sect had no defects in the Daoist to fight the top ten masters of the righteous path alone, and in the end, the top ten masters were all killed on Huashan. When it comes to martial arts, those righteous path masters may not be as good as the imperfect Taoists, but any two people who join forces are definitely much higher than the imperfect Taoists, but in the end they were still beheaded.

The most important thing is that because the top ten masters lack a killing intent in the demon path in their hearts, they think that if they are defeated, they will stop and retreat like the decisive battle of the righteous path, at most they will only suffer some injuries. But the Immortal Daoist knows that if he loses, he will definitely die, in order to live, he must win, he must step on the corpse of the other party to feel at ease, and only by killing the other party can he live.

And although Mu Yufeng was not in this situation, the hatred in his heart had been suppressed for five years, it was a deep hatred in the sea of blood, a deep hatred in the sea of blood that had been suppressed for five years, and today it was finally time to reckoning.

The Longyuan Sword in Mu Yufeng's hand is like a dragon lurking in the abyss, breaking through the barrier today, with three thousand killing qi, and the dignified Chixia is eating away at people's hearts inch by inch.

Look at Xia Xuehan again, the white clothes are fluttering, extraordinary, whether it is appearance or temperament, it is rare in the world, the tears of love and sadness in the arms, and the immortal temperament of the broken desire makes up for this regret, and it has more intimate charm, and it is more and more perfect.

After five years, Xia Xuehan's detached temperament is a little different from before, if it is said that in the past, it was above the nine heavens and did not eat the fireworks of the world. Then now he is an immortal who walks on the mortal dust, and he has more human flavor!

At Mu Yufeng's feet, the hill he was standing on swayed slightly, and the whole person shot towards Xia Xuehan like an arrow, and the bloody red clothes were like a life-killing blade swung from hell, cutting the sky.

Xia Xuehan sighed lightly, but still raised his hand to pull out the tears, and that light sigh seemed to come across the ages, full of helplessness and sadness. The sword light reflected the sun, he was like a fluttering fallen leaf, and his body went straight towards Mu Yufeng.

Mu Yufeng stabbed with a sword, was blocked by tears, and deviated half an inch to the side, but Xia Xuehan's body seemed to be able to be fixed in the air, so he paused halfway and raised his hand to slap Mu Yufeng.

There are many people in the world who are strong in light skills, if it is said that they can be retracted and released freely when they are in the air, then there are very few, and if they want to stagnate in the air like Xia Xuehan, there are even fewer of them.

Mu Yufeng's body was rushing forward, but when he saw Xia Xuehan's palm, he also waved his palm. The left hand only has four fingers, and it looks very strange at first glance when it is slapped with a palm, and it is not difficult to find the strength implied in the hand even Xia Xuehan is shocked.

In just five years, Mu Yufeng turned from a stunned boy who didn't know the slightest martial arts to a martial arts master with such a high internal strength.

Only this time he lost his mind, and the palms of the East Crazy South Immortal were already together, and at that moment, two internal forces were stirring, as if they were about to tear apart the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers.

However, Xia Xuehan's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, because he found that his palm full of internal force seemed to hit a ball of cotton, and it had no effect.

No, his internal strength was still passing, and he was involuntarily sucked out of his dantian, and flowed to Mu Yufeng along the palm of his hand. Looking at Mu Yufeng again, his face was full of pride, and with a wave of his hand, Long Yuan slashed towards Xia Xuehan, only to see a blood light, straight towards Xia Xuehan's skull.

Xia Xuehan held the tears upside down, raised his hand to block, only to hear the sound of "dang", the two peerless divine soldiers touched together, with this scattered internal force, Xia Xuehan retreated, broke away from Mu Yufeng, and fell on the hill again.

And Mu Yufeng flipped over a heel bucket in the air, and also fell back to the original place, staring at Xia Xuehan, and actually grinned with a cold smile.

"No wonder he has reached such a state in just five years of martial arts, and he has actually learned the evil skill of absorbing people's internal power with one hand!" Xia Xuehan's face was full of relief, his martial arts have also made great progress in the past five years, and it is even more incomparable than before, and when he met Mu Yufeng today, he actually had a sense of powerlessness.

Mu Yufeng raised his hand, pointed the Long Yuan Sword at Xia Xuehan, and said loudly: "The people here are all under the Guigu Sect, so they should be no strangers to the 'Reverse Chaos Yin and Yang Technique'!"

"Reverse the chaos of yin and yang!"

Not only was it cold in the summer snow, but even Yun Yifan and Xia Lang in the middle of the hill were also taken aback, and a chill rose from their feet to their heads. Although Xia Lang knew Mu Yufeng very well, he was not a person who practiced martial arts, and he never cared about the martial arts he practiced. But this reversal of yin and yang is like thunder, and I think that the disabled old man often mentioned it back then!

How could a few people here not have heard of the supreme forbidden art of this ghost valley, the martial arts of seizing heaven and earth, and reversing the chaos of yin and yang. This is not just a name, cultivating to the realm of transformation, it really has the ability to reverse the chaos of yin and yang.

However, how powerful a martial art is, how much harm it will do to cultivators, if it is accumulated over time, step by step martial arts is fine, but such an evil skill as the Yin and Yang Technique of Reverse Chaos, which seizes artificiality and seizes heaven and earth, is even more unimaginable in harming people.

This martial art is extremely difficult to practice, because it is necessary to be free of dust and thoughts in the heart, and in addition, it is necessary to understand the mysteries of yin and yang very thoroughly, otherwise you will go crazy, reverse yin and yang, and be a god when you are sober, once you fall into darkness, it will be difficult to control and incarnate into a demon who kills people without blinking.

Decades ago, the current Guiguzi in the Guigu Sect was not a senior brother, just because the first disciple of Guigu at that time couldn't withstand the temptation, and practiced the Yin and Yang Technique of Rebellion behind the master's back, but he couldn't do it without thoughts and dust in his heart, and as a result, he went crazy and disappeared, so he accepted the disciple of the disabled old man.

The people who received the door in the Ghost Valley were peerless geniuses in thousands of miles, but they couldn't practice this martial art, and the degree of difficulty could be imagined.

Now that Mu Yufeng, the son of the Blood Slaughter, has actually practiced the Yin and Yang Technique of Rebellion, and he has achieved a small success, how can he not surprise a few people. Legend has it that the creation of the reverse chaos yin and yang recipe heaven and earth can still be deprived, not to mention the creation of mere mortals, although this is just a legend, no one has seen the reverse chaos yin and yang recipe cultivated to the extreme, but it can be done by absorbing people's internal strength.

"Xia Xuehan, over the years, I have used this peerless martial art to cross the rivers and lakes, killing too many people, but no one has ever known that I can use this martial art, do you know why?" Mu Yufeng showed a mouthful of white teeth and asked sharply.

Seeing Xia Xuehan's puzzled face, he said proudly: "That's because everyone who has seen this martial art is dead, and no one has sent out the news, even if you are well-informed, you haven't heard it, right?" I want to suck your internal strength dry when you are unconscious, and then trample you under your feet and crush your bones one by one!" Mu Yufeng's expression became even more hideous, coupled with his monstrous murderous aura, it became more and more like a Shura who climbed up from hell.

Mu Yufeng stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and continued: "Over the years, I have only used this martial art with great confidence, for fear that if I can't hit it with one blow, I will leak the news, so that you are prepared, and I can't ravage you to my heart's content. Hehe, it's really satisfying to see your expression! If I see you lying at my feet begging for mercy later, I think it will be even more relaxed!"

Yun Yifan looked at the almost demonic man on the hill, and in his heart he had already classified him into the ranks as difficult as Xia Xuehan, if he didn't die, he would definitely be a fierce opponent in the future. Turning his head to Xia Lang, he said coldly: "I didn't expect Emperor Jialan to have such a character by his side, but it was an eye-opener for me!"

Xia Lang also raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and said with a little surprise: "The Emperor of Heaven actually knows that the Prince of Blood Slaughter has a connection with me, and it seems that there are many eyes of the Emperor of Heaven on my side!"

Yun Yifan snorted lightly in his nostrils and sneered: "If this bit of news can't be heard, then I'm afraid that the Emperor Shadow Palace would have changed its name to 'Emperor Shadow Tomb' a long time ago!"

The corners of Xia Lang's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he secretly decided that he must take some measures after he went back today, and Yun Yifan's tentacles had already reached his side. Since there are people from Yun Yifan, will there be no people from Xia Xuehan!

Yun Yifan glanced at him with squinted eyes, where could he guess Xia Lang's thoughts, since he dared to say so, then he naturally had some confidence in his own placement of secret agents.

Xia Lang came back to his senses and asked again: "In the opinion of the Emperor of Heaven, how is the victory or defeat of the two sons of Nanxian Dongmad?"

Xia Lang asked this question for the second time, Yun Yifan didn't feel bored, his graceful and noble face rarely became solemn, and his jade-like eyes were a little more confused, this was a look that he hadn't had for a long time, and he just said softly: "It's hard to say!"

"Oh?" This time it was Xia Lang's turn to be a little surprised, "Under the blow of the Blood Slaughter Prince, Xia Xuehan is already invincible, and this reverse yin and yang technique, you, me, and the two above are the most clear!"

It was rare that Yun Yifan did not show disdain or even impatience for Xia Lang, but said softly: "Having said that, but the heart of the Blood Slaughter Master is already in chaos, and there is no longer the calm heart of Fang Cai." On the other hand, Xia Xuehan, after a blow, he must be on full alert, and it will be difficult to succeed, he is a peerless master himself, even if he can't be defeated, it is extremely simple to retreat with his whole body. But don't forget, he can carry the thousand-mile fast wind known as 'the world's first light skill'!"

This is the first time Yun Yifan has said so many words to Xia Lang, he just wants to pour out the excitement in his heart at the moment, a martial arts wizard like Yun Yifan, seeing a master duel is unbearable. Although his identity and personality determine that he can't shout like an ordinary man, he is still a person after all, and the excitement in his heart is inevitable.

And Xia Xuehan, who was standing opposite Mu Yufeng, was the true qi in his body was running around, looking at the person in front of him with a vigilant face, he naturally knew the trick of reversing the chaos of yin and yang, the reason why it was called a forbidden technique was that this martial art was too weird.

This martial art is too domineering, not only consuming people's blood and energy, causing the practitioner to die early, but also can even disturb people's minds after practice, and the practitioner has long been unable to distinguish whether the person is controlling the martial arts or the martial arts is controlling the person.

"Mu Yufeng, this martial art hurts others and harms oneself in three points, while the road is not far away, returning as soon as possible is the right way!" Xia Xuehan took away his immortal-like transcendent temperament, at this moment, he was holding a three-foot sword and pointing at Mu Yufeng, domineering!

Mu Yufeng looked up to the sky and laughed, the bitter tears were squeezed out of the corners of his eyes, slid down to the yellow-brown sand and gravel ground, and disappeared in an instant, "Return, hahahaha...... Since the moment you created the boundless killing karma, you have cut off my way back! It is useless to say more, I will fight today, but I beg you to be killed!"

Mu Yufeng was like a madman, the sword light flew up, stirring the wind in all directions, and flew towards Xia Xuehan, Xia Xuehan saw it clearly, it was the floating sleeve swordsmanship.

At that time, Mu Yanping had a good friendship with his father, and once informed each other of their martial arts and exchanged ideas together, and later his father drew a map of swordsmanship and taught him when he was dying.

The only people who want to know this set of swordsmanship in the world are Xia Xuehan and Mu Yufeng!

As soon as Mu Yufeng made a move, he used the last two styles of this swordsmanship, and the wind was raging at the moment, the yellow sand was full of sky, and only one sword slashed over, but it turned into thousands of moves, so that the opponent could not avoid it, and he couldn't avoid that slash wherever he hid!

Break the edge of the dust, cut the lovesickness!

Xia Xuehan's white clothes fluttered, volleying up in the air, and the little crystal on the tear-stained sword became more and more like a tear about to drip out, which was also the same move, the same sword style.

"Boom!"

The sword moves of the two collided together, as if the sky had collapsed, the yellow sand on the ground rose dozens of zhang high, Yun Yifan at the bottom of the hill was okay, his martial arts were strong, and as soon as he raised his hand, the yellow sand spread around, but not a single grain fell on him.

Look at Xia Lang again, he doesn't know martial arts, the yellow sand fell, he was like a rain, his head, clothes, and face were all yellow-brown sand.

On the other hand, Yun Yifan's graceful and noble appearance, which does not cause dust, is really 108,000 miles away from his embarrassed appearance.

Looking at the two people on the hill again, they both fell to the ground, and with the same powerful move, I thought it would be evenly divided, but a discerning person could see at a glance that Xia Xuehan had already fallen into the wind.

The hand holding the tear-stained sword trembled slightly, and the hair on the left sideburn was also cut off, floating into the distance with the wind.

This is the first time he has been so suppressed by his contemporaries, perhaps it should be said that he has never been so aggrieved, five years ago his martial arts have been qualified to win the pinnacle of the world. In the past five years, his Nanxian name has long spread all over this land, but today he lost to a junior in two moves!

This is something he never thought of, and he never dared to think of......

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