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The man in black was murderous, and if he didn't dodge, his body would be broken in half in minutes.

At the second when the man in black raised his knife and was about to slash at him, Xiong Wei turned his head and glared at the man in black fiercely.

The black-clothed man's hands holding the knife kept trembling, and Xiong Wei slowly approached him, and the black-clothed man stepped back.

Xiong Wei squinted at him, and with a swing of the sword, the head of the man in black fell from his neck like a melon with a broken vine, and rolled down the path with a grunt.

"Ahh

Xiong Wei shrugged his ears and stabbed the man in black in the chest with a backhand.

Before he could draw his sword, another man in black came at him. He drew his sword without hesitation, and the blade swept, and the blade quickly slashed through the chest of the man in black, and the man in black held the knife, listened for two seconds, and fell.

Xiong Wei glanced around, looking at every person in black viciously, and the people in black also looked at Xiong Wei, and their bodies trembled.

Xiong Wei's eyes stayed on one of the black-clothed men, he strode and stabbed with a sword, and the black-clothed man seemed to be frightened by Xiong Wei, and before he even had time to snort, he fell under Xiong Wei's sword in despair.

"Kill!" Xiong Wei shouted, and he quickly killed the man in black.

The Taoist priests saw that Xiong Wei had the upper hand, and they also killed the man in black one after another.

Xiong Wei's mind was empty, he had made moves before, he still wanted to think about what tricks to use, this time, he didn't even have time to think, no matter what direction the man in black attacked, he was a sword to seal his throat nAd1 (

Cold-blooded dodged Xiong Wei's blow just now, and after relieving for a while, his body was much better.

He breathed by himself for a while, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he happened to see Xiong Wei picking two black-clothed people in a row, and he was so angry that he scolded: "A group of fools!"

Cold-blooded raised his head, sneered, shook his hands, and more than a dozen flying knives slammed out. A lot of these ten flying knives stabbed the Taoist priest of Wudang.

"Ahh

As soon as Xiong Wei turned around, another flying knife in cold blood was inserted in Xiong Wei's chest. Xiong Wei clutched his chest, a mouthful of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Xiong Wei's shoulder had just been cut by a cold-blooded long knife, and he was still bleeding. Now he was stabbed in the chest again, and blood flowed.

Cold-blooded looked at Xiong Wei and sneered: "Xiong Wei! I think you are still majestic?"

Xiong Wei gritted his teeth, looked at the cold-blooded with disdain, endured the pain, and smiled: "Cold-blooded, as long as I still have a breath, I am the majestic Xiong Wei." ”

Xiong Wei said, jumped and walked away, over the cold-blooded head, the divine sword swept the "sea and sky" and made a move, the sword stabbed out very straight, the sword stayed on the top of the cold-blooded head, and the sword light flashed on the mountain road.

Cold-blooded hurriedly squatted down, said Yicheng with his hand, and slid his foot past the cold-blooded side, and at the same time threw out a throwing knife.

Xiong Wei thought that he was about to cut into cold blood, but cold blood was like a rabbit, Xiong Wei didn't even have time to blink, only felt like his arm was stabbed by ice.

Xiong looked back, and he saw that instead of a throwing knife, he had a thin piece of ice like a blade.

The thin ice slowly melted into Xiong Wei's hand, and Xiong Wei felt the blood vessels in his hands quickly freeze by the cold air.

"Not good!" Xiong Wei was shocked in his heart, if this cold air continued like this, he felt his whole arm tremble nAd2(

He held his right hand with his left hand, and his left hand slowly injected true qi to melt the cold qi in his right hand, and at the same time, he used enough internal force to force the cold qi in his right hand outward.

Cold-blooded narrowed his eyes, opened them wide again, and rotated his palms downward.

Xiong Wei's eyes were staring straight at the cold blood, and he suddenly saw a shiny ice blade coming out of the cold blood's hand, and the ice blade quickly flew towards Xiong Wei.

As soon as these three skates flew out, three more skates flew out in cold blood, and the three skates flew in two triangles in the direction of Xiong Wei Station.

Cold blood immediately flashed in Xiong Wei's mind, and he used six throwing knives to jam him with flying knives before.

The three skates in the two groups flew and flew, and cold-blooded pushed in the direction where the flying knives flew with all their palms, and the three skates merged into one, forming two slightly larger skates respectively.

"Ahh

He jumped up, and with a swing of his sword, he made "the sea leap from the fish, and the sky is free for the birds to fly." ”

He clutched his sword tightly and jumped up quickly, a front flip, and the Excalibur swept to shatter the two ice blades.

When he made a move, he jumped farther and stronger, and the two skates flew over.

The cold-blooded palms rotated in the air, and the two ice blades, obviously having flown over, turned around and flew over again. There seems to be an invisible rope in the cold-blooded hands, bridging these two ice blades.

As soon as Xiong Wei fell, before he could stand firmly, the throwing knife flew towards him again.

He did another front flip, jumping over the throwing knife, his hands outstretched, like a wild goose flying with wings spread.

He turned around, really ready to backhand, the blade of the sword swept, shattering the two ice blades nAd3 (

But as soon as he stood firm, the blade turned around again, and he leaned back, and the knife flew right past his chest.

Xiong Wei straightened his waist, and the flying knife came around again.

The snow was falling, and the men in black and the Taoist priests all stopped fighting, standing in the snow, looking at the cold-blooded move strangely.

Everyone stared at the cold-blooded and whispered: What kind of martial arts is this? I saw that he kept spinning his palm, as if he was manipulating an invisible force.

Xiong Wei was also wondering in his heart: What kind of trick is this cold-blooded playing, could it be that he has been with the Demon Domain Hongchai for a long time, and learned these messy martial arts from her from the Western Regions?

His skate blade was always dangling in my head, and I had to figure out how to do it.

Xiong Wei thought, his foot slipped on purpose, and he fell on the snow.

Xiong Wei's sword danced endlessly, and there was silence on the mountain road, and it was so lonely in an instant, Xiong Wei's sword didn't even have a "whoosh" sound, as if it was swallowed by the mountain road.

I saw a river of blood flowing on the mountain road, and I lay down again.

Xiong Wei held the sword with the palm of his hand inward, his foot slammed hard, and his body rose into the air again, and the sword slashed down with the person from top to bottom.

"Smack!" a chill flashed in the mountain road, and the snow gathered blood and condensed together, scattered on the Nishijinto Road like flowers blooming in May.

Cold-blooded was swept towards a big tree by Xiong Wei's sword qi, and he didn't think that cold-blooded could still make a move when he was impacted, and the long knife in his cold-blooded hand crossed the tree, "click", and the big tree was discounted at the waist.

"Ahh

Cold-blooded stood up while scolding, raised his long knife, and rushed frantically. Cold-blooded and unable to even walk steadily, staggering forward.

All the Taoist priests raised their long swords and rushed towards the cold blood.

Cold-blooded still didn't dodge, which made the Taoist priests a little dazed. The cold-blooded long knife slashed at the Taoist priests, and the Taoist priests suddenly came to their senses. The two sides fought fiercely, and before long, blood soaked the mountain road again.

The cold-blooded hand holding the long sword was like a grim reaper, and the remaining men in black besieged it again. There was another overwhelming shout of killing on the mountain road. Ice, dirt, stones, and even human stumps flew along the mountain road, and the screams and shouts of killing were endless.

Xiong's eyes saw only one color: bright red blood.

"The mountain collapses and the ground cracks!" Xiong Wei supported his body with his sword, retreated a few steps, flew up, stretched out his sword, and walked the "Clear Wind Sword Step" to rush forward from behind, the sword slashed through the ground, and stabbed forward.

Xiong Wei didn't distinguish any sword moves, pointing to that and that, turning sideways for a while, jumping over for a while, and holding a sword straight forward for a while.

"All the things are silent!" Xiong Wei made a sword move, "Iron Horse Binghe fell into a dream", and the silence on the mountain road returned, a death-like silence.

Xiong Wei used a sword to stir up the Qing soldiers and the men in black to retreat, and the men in black and the Qing soldiers were beaten back again.

A killing had long since broken the original silence of the mountain road, and the Qing soldiers and the black-clothed men on the mountain road fell together under Xiong Wei's sword, and scattered ice cubes flew under the sword.

"Cold-blooded! This is where you are buried. Xiong Wei gritted his teeth and looked at the cold blood coldly, "I want to get the punishment that invades Wudang." ”

The sword of the bear flies on the mountain road, the sword light flashes on the mountain road, and there is only death on the mountain road.

Xiong raised his sword, jumped at each other, and stabbed at the enemy with one kick forward and one kick backward. From time to time, he turned around and stabbed at the enemy behind him, and the sword stabbed upwards from below, and then directly into the air, leaping up, and stabbing down from the air.

From time to time, it bounced up, the bent body straightened, and the straight body rolled up again, stabbing the sword into the enemy's chest again and again, and the sword emitted a dazzling cold light under the remnant sun.

All the Taoist priests and black-clothed men were dead and wounded, and only the cold-blooded person on the mountain road was looking at Xiong Qi's sword.

Xiong Wei ran over quickly, jumped up quickly, waved his right hand, and slashed at the cold blood with his sword. Cold-blooded bowed and retreated unhurriedly, Xiong Wei hurriedly turned around, waved his left hand, and a sword qi sent in the direction of cold-blooded.

Cold-blooded flew lightly and jumped behind Xiong Wei. "Hmph!" Xiong Wei quickly flipped back with his feet, and at the same time his hands emitted sword qi in the direction of the cold blood.

"Xiong Wei, do you still want to fight? The Taoist priests of Wudang Mountain have already gone to the Hades Palace. Cold-blooded raised his head and smiled, "If you also think of the city of death, then I will fulfill you." ”

Cold-blooded couldn't wait for Xiong Wei to reply, his murderous hair, rushed up like a wolf, and flew towards Xiong Wei with rampant and arrogant laughter. While shouting loudly: "Xiong Wei, I am going to set this throne." ”

Xiong Wei looked at the greedy and cruel cold-blooded, shook his head and said, "Cold-blooded, don't be dreaming of your Spring and Autumn Festival!"

At this moment, another group of black-clothed people rushed up from the bottom of the mountain. Cold-blooded saw that help was coming, and rushed forward even more violently.

Xiong Wei relaxed his defense slightly, and rushed through the lower courtyard with the man in black in cold blood, and Xiong Wei had to retreat to Nanyan.

Xiong Wei glanced back at the golden top, if the cold-blooded attack on Nanyan, the golden summit of Wudang Mountain would soon be occupied by cold-blooded, which means that no matter what, the last level of Nanyan would have to be defended.