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In the heavy rain curtain, a black figure appeared like a ghost, Jiang Lifu noticed it for the first time, and his face suddenly became extremely solemn. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Through the light of lightning, Jiang Lifu clearly saw that the other party's face was covered with a soft leather mask with fangs and blue faces, which was extremely hideous, as if it was a devil emerging from the depths of the Nine Shadows.

The man carried a knife at his waist, and judging from the scabbard, the blade should be very short, at most half the length of an ordinary knife.

If it is shorter, it can no longer be called a knife, but a dagger.

The man's body didn't move, and the dagger slowly unsheathed.

In an instant, the cold air was pervasive on the hill. There is even an illusion that the rain falling from the sky is falling a little slower.

With the dagger all unsheathed, the rain could no longer come near the man, but all of them, as if they had touched a hot iron plate, as if they had touched the top of his head, and then turned into mist.

This time, not only Jiang Lifu was startled, but even Song Yuchen's expression became solemn.

Such a knife intent, such a gas machine!

"Qiankun Realm. Song Yuchen muttered softly.

After drawing the knife out of its sheath, the man in black with fangs and blue face took a light step. One step later, his body instantly came to the chaotic crowd, although he was in the crowd, a pair of extremely deep eyes bypassed all obstacles and landed on Old Master Fang's body.

With the dagger in his hand, he walked around him as if he were at leisure, but all who stood in his way, whether it was the good hand of the caravan or his lame companion, the well-trained light horseman, all fell, without exception.

Jiang Lifu's eyes were red, he let out a low roar, and ran forward with the glaive knife in his hand clenched, trying to save his companion.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man in black who Jiang Lifu rushed over, still walking leisurely, and he went straight to the top of the hill. During this period, his gaze collided with Song Yuchen's, the man in black was slightly surprised, and he spoke softly behind the fanged mask, but his voice was very soft, and he was instantly covered by the sound of wind and rain around him.

When Jiang Lifu approached, the man's feet were strangely intertwined, and he easily dodged Jiang Lifu's tricky knife, and at the same time, he changed from holding the knife in his right hand to holding the knife in his left hand with a dazzling speed.

I saw him swipe casually. Yes, the way he swung his knife looked like it was casual, very lazy.

Jiang Lifu suddenly felt an unprecedented fear in his heart, and even the cold hairs on his whole body stood up involuntarily.

Almost subconsciously, he tried his best to dodge to the side, and at the same time withdrew the Glaive Knife in his hand and placed it horizontally in front of him.

But if the knife was drawn and the water was broken, the high-grade weapon in his hand, the Glaive Knife, was cut off by the other party.

In the next moment, Jiang Lifu only felt a chill on his thighs. With the remaining momentum, he continued to dodge to the side, but after only one step, his left leg could no longer produce any strength.

"Bang"

Jiang Lifu first fell to one knee heavily, and then his whole body slammed to the ground, splashing thousands of mud on the ground.

Soon, a large pool of blood appeared under Jiang Lifu's body, which was shocking.

One step away was a whole piece of flesh that still had blood on it. It was cut from Jiang Lifu's thigh.

The cold and domineering sword aura still remained on Jiang Lifu's thighs, scraping the bones that were no longer covered with flesh and blood.

For this reason, Jiang Lifu once fainted. But soon he woke up from torture again, and finally couldn't help but scream, as if he were in a daze.

And the man in black didn't stop at all, not even for a moment. His steps were firm, unhurried, and he walked towards the hill step by step.

The people who stopped in front of him were all like seeing the devil, and they desperately flashed to the sides. But there are still some unlucky guys, who can't dodge and are killed by the invisible sword qi.

Song Yuchen held the sword and closed his eyes, the Jade Emperor Mirage built on the Dragon Pond in his body trembled endlessly, and the golden water in the Dragon Pool was even more agitated like a river tide.

He's accumulating!

Song Yuchen knew in his heart that if he didn't use the immortal soul, with his current Taisu realm cultivation, even if he added supernatural powers, he was afraid that he would still be unable to defeat the other party.

If the other party was just an ordinary Qiankun Realm master, Song Yuchen would not find it so tricky. Although the other party deliberately restrained his qi when he made a move, Song Yuchen still felt a trace of the aura of the land fairy realm on the other party's body.

But the strange thing is that the other party is not the pinnacle of the Qiankun Realm, that is to say, the other party has not touched the barrier of the Land Immortal Realm.

Finely sensed, it is more like the remnants after the fall. If that's the case, it means that the other party has reached the top of the martial arts, that is, he has entered the land god immortal realm, but for some reason, the realm has fallen to the Qiankun realm.

But even so, it was a rather terrifying Qiankun Realm master. Song Yuchen deeply understands this, because he himself is such a special case.

On the other side, seeing his uncle seriously injured and falling into a pool of blood, Jiang Miaoyan's face turned blue with fright, and tears fell at that time. Needless to say, the four good hands who were originally guarding her rushed forward as soon as possible, but with the previous scenes, they would not be stupid enough to rush up to death again, they avoided the man in black with a fanged mask on his face, and wanted to get close to Jiang Lifu, lest he be killed by the rest of the light horsemen.

Although the man in black really ignored them, the four of them rushed into the chaotic crowd and were trapped by several light horsemen who were also not weak in martial arts.

Jiang Lifu, who fell in the mud, was in danger of being hacked to death at any time.

In a panic, Jiang Miaoyan almost rushed forward by herself, but at the critical moment, she caught a glimpse of the young man in green clothes out of the corner of her eye, who was standing aside with a heavy sword in his hand.

Jiang Miaoyan seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and ran and crawled to Song Yuchen.

"Song Gongzi, please come and save my uncle. The little girl pleaded in a hoarse voice.

The little girl who had seen Song Yuchen's amazing martial arts was convinced that as long as this Song Gongzi was willing to come to the rescue, her uncle would definitely be able to be saved.

But when she saw this boy in Tsing Yi surnamed Song, still standing there motionless, without even opening her eyes, the little girl's heart was cold, and then she fell to her knees, crying and begging Song Gongzi to save her uncle.

Old Master Fang Han couldn't bear to see it, and he let out a long sigh. At this moment, the black-clothed man with a strange short knife in his hand walked twenty steps closer, and when Old Master Fang saw the fanged and green face, he immediately recognized the identity of that person, who was the person who wanted to kill him outside Jinyang City before.

Old Master Fang was full of guilt in his heart, and there was a heavy look of guilt on his vicissitudes face. Though he did not kill the righteous, the righteous died because of him.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he should not have taken advantage of the convenience of the caravan, and in that case, perhaps the people of the caravan would not have suffered this unwarranted calamity.

Chao Anhu's eyes were also full of red, if he didn't know that his skills were weak, he really wanted to rush up and kill those thieves immediately.

Chao Anhu looked at the young master beside him with puzzled eyes, after the young master took the heavy sword, he didn't mean to help immediately, but pretended to sleep.

Although Chao Anhu wanted to ask several times, he was afraid that the young master had his own intentions, for fear that he would be reckless and disturb the young master's plan.

But at this moment, seeing Jiang Miaoyan, who had been on the same road for many days, knelt down in front of him, Chao Anhu couldn't hold back any longer, and was about to ask the young master about his plans.

But the young master opened his eyes one step ahead of him, and the young master glanced down at Jiang Miaoyan and sighed inexplicably.

Song Yuchen silently took a step, dragged his knife away, and strode towards the bottom of the hill. He was so fast that the raindrops were all shattered before they could reach the ground, and then exploded in all directions, turning into a mist in the sky.

After all, the gap in the realm is there, if he Song Yuchen is rational enough, or more precisely, he is indifferent and ruthless enough, at this time, he should continue to stand still, and at the same time secretly build momentum, so that he has a better chance of winning.

The black-clothed man whose real identity was the first swordsman in front of the Dongyue Dynasty attacked Gaoyi and noticed the situation here for the first time.

After the fanged mask, Xi Gaoyi, who had become the number one vicious dog under the account of the second prince, snorted coldly, and was no longer careless. He snatched his knife upside down and ran up the muddy hillside.

Just ten paces away, the two of them were there in an instant.

Above the nine heavens, it coincides with the thunder!

The short knife hit the heavy sword, but there was a loud sound that could not be covered by thunder.

Song Yuchen held a heavy sword in one hand, colliding with the short knife that attacked Gaoyi, and the other hand had thousands of red silks. At the moment of the collision of the electric sparks just now, Song Yuchen quickly reached out of his palm, and the red silk like a snake immediately flew out of his hand and swept towards the chest of Yu Gaoyi.

Song Yuchen hit both the east and the west, and at the same time, his speed was very fast. But unfortunately, the knife that attacked Gaoyi was even faster than Song Yuchen.

After unloading the astonishing power of the heavy sword in Song Yuchen's hand with sharp means, he swung his sword and slashed back, cutting off thousands of red threads together.

That is, Song Yuchen shrank his hand fast enough, otherwise even the entire palm of his hand would be cut off by the former.

After a split second of contact, the two of them each slipped backwards. But the distance of this slip back is a little farther than Song Yuchen's, but it is not too much different.

Song Yuchen's qi in his body was constantly vibrating, but it was fine.

On the other side, Yu Gaoyi's face showed monstrous anger, of course, because his face was covered with fangs and green faces, no one could see his hideous expression at the moment.

Xi Gaoyi glanced down at his chest, where his clothes had been torn and his chest was exposed.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there are seven or eight more small blood marks on his chest at this moment than before.

It was precisely because of the slight wound left by being bitten by Song Yuchen's red snake. Although the wound was subtle, there was a domineering qi hidden in the red silk, which devoured the vitality near the wound. This allowed the wound to be magnified.

"Taisu Realm, Divine Power?!" said Gao Yi coldly, and a cold voice came from behind the fanged mask.

Song Yuchen didn't answer silently, he wanted to seize every opportunity to recover his qi.

Xi Gaoyi raised his eyes to look at Old Master Fang, who was seven or eight steps away, and sneered: "The old master prides himself on educating the world, and he is practicing the holy deeds of the ancient sages, but in my opinion, the old master is not much better than those who sell their fame and reputation. From Xianyang to here, there are a lot of people who have lost their lives because of your old master Fang along the way, let me do the math, well, even if there is not a hundred, there should be seventy or eighty. Old Master, you are a great sin. ”

The old master did not speak, but his face was obviously guilty.

Xi Gaoyi glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi who surprised him a little, and sighed: "I have cultivated to the Taisu realm in my twenties, and I have also realized a good supernatural power, which is good, but unfortunately, I will die today because of your old master." ”

Song Yuchen suddenly opened his eyes, and his words made Xi Gaoyi's expression change suddenly.

Song Yuchen said: "Have the people of the Dongyue Sword Sect also become the lackeys of other people's families?"

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PS: Two chapters, almost 7000 words, my body is almost unbearable. Eh, it looks like an old man.