"Ten thousand swords of guarding swordsmanship. "Ren Qianxun has teased Wu Jiuyou enough, and finally plans to make a move. Wu Jiuyou is Ren Qianxun's opponent, but heroes cherish heroes, Ren Qianxun will not watch Wu Jiuyou die in the hands of demon beasts. Even if Wu Jiuyou wanted to die, he could only die in a fair duel between the two. If Wu Jiuyou dies in the hands of others, Ren Qianxun will go to avenge him. This is called an adversary, different from an enemy and different from a friend, both similar to an enemy and similar to a friend. This is also the complexity of human nature.

The colorful sword qi criss-crossed, seemingly chaotic and wild, but very spiritual. Under the control of Ren Qianxun's mind, countless sword qi headed towards an iron-backed wolf, but in a few seconds, there was a roar, and the iron-backed wolf was hanged under the sword qi.

At this time, the remaining three iron-backed wolves rushed forward to bite them. An iron-backed wolf had its teeth shattered. That's right, Ren Qianxun opened the silver body in an instant. The strength of the silver body is not comparable to that of the iron-backed wolf of the Sixth Heaven. Ren Qianxun's two silver fists flew away two iron-backed wolves, and one silver leg was even more violent, kicking an iron-backed wolf alive.

"When did you learn such a strong swordsmanship?" Wu Jiuyou was shocked, looking at the sharp swordsmanship was not weaker than him. "Also, also, your bronze body has evolved into a silver body, what are the black lines on the silver body?"

"Rare and weird. Ren Qianxun snorted coldly, his expression was solemn, and there was a majesty from the inside out, not angry and self-threatening, and it was fascinating. Ordinary cultivators were afraid of him when they saw him. Although Ren Qianxun is black-bellied, he likes to be a whole person and take advantage. But he was born a warrior, a born strongman, and a born king. When he fought, it was as if he had changed as a different person. Everyone's personality is not singular, it is diverse.

"The two instruments of the Blood God Fist turn into blood. "A transparent, blood-red internal force dragon, the two phases are entangled, spiraling to explode an iron-backed wolf, and finally turned into a skeleton, and the blood essence turned into a little bit and was sucked into Ren Qianxun's body. Then Ren Qianhiro's face was flushed, and it immediately spread all over his body, and after a few seconds, he returned to his normal color.

"The standings say that you are a descendant of the Blood Demon, I still don't believe it, it seems to be true. I said Ren Qianxun, the blood demon* is a demon path exercise, and the blood demon is even more a murderous demon. I advise you to ......" Wu Jiuyou instantly turned into a gentleman and saint-like figure, speaking bitterly and reasoning, as if he wanted to save him from fire and water.

"Hurry up, don't be verbose, it's your turn!" Ren Qianxun interrupted him.

"What's my turn?" Wu Jiuyou looked puzzled, but then turned into a saint and kissed and educated, "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, Ren Qianxun, you abolish the blood* and return to the right path." ”

"One of the Blood Transformation God Fists is the Yuan Transformation of Blood. Ren Qianxun punched again, cleanly and neatly, killing the last iron-backed wolf in seconds. "Let's go!"

"What are you going to do, I'm going to kill these bald wolves to take revenge, and I can't get angry if I kill them," Wu Jiuyou said angrily, no matter how dumbfounded he looked at it in the blink of an eye. "You, kill everything, don't leave me a head. ”

"I warn you. ”

"You...... I ......"

After cleaning up the seven iron-backed wolves, Ren Qianxun and Wu Jiuyou went up the mountain together. Along the way, Wu Jiuyou has been persuading him to abolish the Blood Demon*, draw a clear line with the Blood Demon, and become a new person. Ren Qianxun is just, the left ear is in, and the right ear is more. In Ren Qianhiro's view, there is no good or evil in power, using good is right, and evil is evil, all in one mind. As long as it doesn't violate principles and morals, it doesn't matter what you do. Ren Qianxun also understands Wu Jiuyou, Wu Jiuyou has lived in the first sword sect in the world since he was a child, and has been instilled with the idea of not separating good and evil from a young age, and eliminating demons and defending the way.

Half an hour later, Ren Qianxun and Wu Jiuyou came to the last area of the mountaintop, Jiujiupan. As the name suggests, this last place has ninety-nine eighty-one bends, and the width of the mountain side road can only be walked by one person, so Ren Qianxun and Wu Jiuyou slowed down one after the other and moved forward cautiously. Because the narrow mountain road is next to the cliff, and there is no bottom. They are not congenital, they can't fly in the air, and they will die if they fall. Why isn't it certain that you will die? Because the protagonist of the novel will always be caught by a tree when he falls, or fall into a cave and have an adventure.

Ren Qianxun and Wu Jiuyou, careful all the way, walked through forty-nine bends smoothly. After the forty-ninth turn, a young man in a Taoist robe walked towards Ren Qianxun, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old. His eyes were different from Wu Jiuyou's coldness, but indescribable arrogance, carrying a package on his back, which looked like a narrow sword.

"Little one, don't want to die, turn around and go down the mountain with me. The young man in the Taoist robe looked down and said unabashedly. Ren Qianxun saw this look and was very uncomfortable.

"Old fellow, don't want to die, turn around and go up the hill with me. Ren Qianxun pointed at Mai Mang, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he said playfully in the tone of the young man in the Taoist robe.

"Look for death. The young man in the Dao robe was immediately furious, and the little character he looked down on actually offended him. But he was extremely conceited, he didn't draw his sword, he waved his big hand, and the wind and clouds danced, bursting with gusts of wind, and his shot was extraordinary.

"The Thousand Troops of the Military Dao Killing Boxing are broken!" Ren Qianxun is also a very proud person, using the worst of his three stunts to meet the enemy, this is a group attack move, not suitable for heads-up. Suddenly, Ren Qianxun threw forty-nine punches, and forty-nine black fist shadows were vigorous. Palm to fist. Both of them took a slight half step back and made a draw.

The young man in the Taoist robe had a blue face, he was born in a famous family, he was a talent, and the stars held the moon, but at this time he had a tie with a young man who was about ten years younger than him. Although he didn't lose, in his opinion, if he didn't win, he lost.

"The clouds of the Great Wind Cloud Sword Technique are flying!" The young man in the Dao robe pulled out his sword, and a stream of different sword intent flowed down from the lower dantian. The Dao robe did not use sword qi to defend against the enemy, but directly used his own sword to fight the enemy, and it seemed that he was extremely confident in his weapon. The sword is like a storm, elegant and beautiful, flickering left and right, up and down, changing and making people unable to see through.

"Ten thousand swords guarding the sword technique return to the sect. "Ren Qianxun's affectionate sword intent gushed out from the upper dantian, and the most terrifying thing was that the sword intent stream was a little stronger than last time. It's just a trace, but it means that Ren Qianxun is improving every time he uses his sword.

The sword intent of the two of them is at the level of entering the stream, but Ren Qianxun's sword intent stream is twice that of the man in the robe, one is the sword intent that is rising and competing with the sky, and the other is the sword intent that surrenders to the will of heaven and goes down the river, and the judgment is made from above. The man in the Taoist robe took three steps back in a row, and was cut from his chest to his navel, and the blood gushed out, and he couldn't stop.

"Impossible, impossible. The robed man was clearly irritated and raised his sword to fight back.

"Wait!" Wu Jiuyou, who was behind Ren Qianxun, snapped. "This is the beloved disciple of Elder Lu Bufan Taishang of Shushan, Senior Brother Yun Feiyang. ”

"What if it's me?" said the young man in the Dao robe, Yun Feiyang, angrily.

"Below, the Nine Palaces Sword Sect Wu Jiuyou. Wu Jiuyou introduced. Yun Feiyang heard that it was Wu Jiuyou who put down the sword raised high.

"Senior Brother Jiuyou, do you know me too?" Yun Feiyang asked.

"Cultivators who don't know the Great Wind Cloud Sword Technique and the Wind Cloud Sword. ”

"It's nature. Yun Feiyang's face was full of pride when he heard this.

"Me and this Ren Qianxun, we want to go up the mountain, listen to what my senior brother said, there is danger on this mountain?"

"Senior brother, you don't know anything!"