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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Duan Wuya's eyes flickered, he never thought that he would see such an extinct evil martial arts here, and he didn't dare to act rashly for a while.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the breath of death in the muddy water,

"Don't think that if you practice this kind of yīn poisonous yīn martial arts, we will be afraid. Brothers, the four-phase soul chasing sword formation. Four masked men in brocade clothes had already surrounded them, but they were unusually cautious.

"It turned out to be the Soul Chasing Sword Formation of the Four Phases Gate, and it was not in vain that the old man used a black Luo yīn martial arts. The fat black man took a deep breath, and suddenly the gray arrogance wrapped around him was inexplicably burning, and he had already used his skills to the extreme.

"Brothers, this kind of martial arts comes at the cost of burning our own lives, as long as we hold him back, we will be invincible. One of the brocade men said nervously.

The fat black old man's heart jumped, and he thought: I didn't expect them to know the shortcomings of this secret skill, and there was still a lot of heaven to send these people away, so they had to fight quickly, so they directly entered the tenth turn of yīn.

The gesture of the fat black old man changed, and the misty arrogance on his body disappeared for a moment, replaced by a gray and hazy halo. Between the raised hands, a creepy yīn qi overflowed, or surprised, or happy, or disgusted, or charming, or gloomy, extremely weird.

The four people surrounding the black-faced old man were all startled, and they all jumped backwards involuntarily.

"Huh, hey, hey, hey" The four of them pulled out their swords at their waists one after another, although they couldn't see how they looked good, but the cautious feelings were clearly revealed, obviously they were very jealous of the black fat old man.

"The Willow Sword, the Zechuan Sword, the Beacon Sword, the Minghuan Sword, I thought it was just a traitor from the Four Phases Gate here, but I didn't expect it to be the Four Phases Swordsmen gathered here. If I'm not mistaken, the four of you are usually martial arts righteous people, and you are usually chivalrous and righteous, are the rumors in the rivers and lakes false?" The black-faced old man counted them one by one, and he looked like he knew everything about the rivers and lakes.

Although the four masked men in brocade clothes were mentally prepared to reveal their identities before they came out of the sword, they couldn't help but be shocked when their identities were revealed.

The shock of the black fat old man was no less than that of everyone, and very few people in the martial arts had seen these four people do it. It is rumored that there are countless great evildoers who died at the hands of these four people, and the four-phase swordsman has also become the guardian of martial arts justice.

"Good eyesight, the four of us are also forced to do so, don't blame us, you should understand the truth of 'Siren is not guilty, but you should understand it'. The four people who were called to break their identities couldn't help but hold their swords a little tighter.

Four sword lights appeared on the sword with the injection of the four people's skills, green as green leaves, blue as blue sky, red as fire, white and flawless. As the four rays of light emerged, a mighty aura also floated out.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, blowing up the fallen petals, flying all over the sky but gloomy. A gray glow spread out in the battle circle, and four sword lights pierced into this gray glow with lightning speed.

The gray xia was more dazzling, no, it was the gray xia that burned more violently, and in the blink of an eye, the gray glow overwhelmed the four people, drowning a qiē...... The only thing left was the incessant sound of metal clashes of blades.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang" Four muffled sounds spread, and four long swords fell from the sky and fell outside the battle circle.

The four brocade-clothed men were all bounced three feet away and fell heavily into the mud. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, but they didn't bother to wipe it, and their four pairs of eyes stared at Gray Xia.

The gray glow surrounding the fat black man was still burning, and it seemed that only this gray glow was left between heaven and earth, and it seemed that there was no more dazzling brilliance than it.

As time passed, the four people who were half-lying in the mud still did not stand up, and their faces were covered with a black halo at some point.

Suddenly, four mouthfuls of blood spurted out almost simultaneously, and the masked black veil also fell. The four of them crossed their knees, trying to fend off the poisonous aura.

The gray glow around the black fat old man disappeared circle by circle at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the last remaining layer of black sè was also extremely dim.

The black fat old man had aged for decades in an instant, and his originally black and fat face now seemed to have been shaved off a few times, and deep wrinkles appeared on it shockingly.

Suddenly, the black-faced old man bent his back and spat out two mouthfuls of black blood that were as black as ink.

"The Soul Chasing Sword Array really lives up to its reputation, and it actually made the old man burn out the vitality in his body, but the four of you have also been hit by the black evil qi, and it has not been long since you lived. Ha ha...... Ha ha...... Hahahaha......" The voice stopped abruptly.

"Uncle Dong...... Uncle Dong ...... "Huang Qiuyan and Qiu Wufeng came to the black fat old man half-run, stretched out their hands to help the old man's fallen body, Huang Qiuyan cried out with rain This elder who once regarded himself as his own, and the grief in his heart is known to a few people.

The Huang family is not only famous for refining divine weapons, but also has unique insights into martial arts. However, Huang Qiuyan has not liked to dance with swords since she was a child. Although he was forced by his father Huang Yan to practice some boxing and kicking, it was difficult to get into the hall of elegance.

And Qiu Wufeng is even more powerless, it's okay to hold a pen, where can he deal with the crisis in front of him.

For the two of them, today is hopeless. What's worse is that Uncle Dong, whom they rely on, is gone, and the child is caught by the other party again, and then he can only be slaughtered.

"Haha, haha!" After Duan Wuya laughed wildly a few times, he said the creepy words in an extremely gentle tone: "Don't be sad either, it's not easy for the Winter Old Monster to go through dozens of moves under the four-phase soul chasing sword formation. In view of this, the old man will be very gentle with the two and this doll. ”

Duan Wuya's body flashed, and he came behind the nearest swordsman, lifted the willow sword, and Qingmang suddenly swung his sword and stabbed out.

A "grunt" sound of a sword piercing his throat was heard, and the willow swordsman's eyes fell to a pool of blood.

"Duan Wuya, what are you doing?" The other three were all shocked, the brother who had been born and died with him was killed by someone he regarded as an ally, and the remorse in his heart was overwhelming.

"Hehe, what am I doing, can't you see? You four know too much, you better go with peace of mind. Duan Wuya gently patted the blood robe and said softly.

Duan Wuya slowly walked towards the Zechuan sword, he pulled out the Zechuan sword and sent it into the back socket of the Zechuan swordsman......

The four-phase swordsmen who were once powerful died one by one under their own swords. When the last Minghuan sword pierced into the chest of the Minghuan swordsman, all of them fell silent.

These four strange swords also dimmed after piercing the master's back, and lost their aura with the death of the master.

When they die, I don't know what they will think, the little bits and pieces of the past, the happy revenge of the previous chivalrous and righteous, or the end of evil this time. They once swore together that they would never be evil after killing the five fangs of the rivers and lakes, but did they regret this evil? These don't matter anymore, because the qiē is over, and they are all lying in the mud.

"Can you tell me where I put my things?" Duan Wuya let go of the Minghuan Sword, and casually took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hands, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.