The bright moon was in the sky, and the late summer was blowing with a slightly dry wind, and there was no blood on the cold sword in the hands of the white-robed middle-aged Taoist.

But Taishi Liu's shoulders were bleeding, gushing out red blood.

Taishi Liu's shoulder was bleeding, but there was not a trace of blood on the sword of the middle-aged Taoist in the white robe, which could only explain one thing.

The sword of the middle-aged Taoist is very fast, very fast, only if the sword is fast enough, can the sword not be stained with blood!

"You are?"

Taishi Liu has never seen a swordsman with such superb swordsmanship, he thinks that he has learned from a kendo veteran who lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests in Nanling for three years, and kendo cannot be said to be superb, but it is not bad.

But this middle-aged Taoist in a white robe has far surpassed him in terms of kendo.

"What qualifications do you have to know my name!" said the middle-aged Taoist in a white robe to Taishi Liu.

Taishi Liu had nothing to say, as if he really didn't have the qualifications to know the name of this white-robed middle-aged Taoist, because the gap between them was too great.

He, Taishi Liu, would not admit defeat so lightly, so he re-tightened the sword in his hand.

Master once said to him that he Taishi Liu was a straight man, with a relatively quiet personality but a frank personality, so his master taught him to practice a kind of kendo, straight kendo.

Straight kendo! Straight, has the meaning of not bending, vertical, and frank.

Taishi Liu re-clenched the sword in his hand and glanced at the middle-aged Taoist in a white robe, his eyes were extremely determined.

Whether you have beaten it or not, it is worth a try.

Practice, practice, don't go to actual combat, don't go through experience, if you just do it behind closed doors, where will the practice come from?

"I'm lonely and straight!"

Taishi Liu held his sword and stabbed straight forward, a firm stab.

This sword is very straight, not fast, and it doesn't seem to be very powerful, but the sword intent of this sword is very strong.

There is a kind of straightforwardness in the sword intent, a kind of courage to move forward, and a kind of lonely and straight backbone!

Laugh at!

A sword qi rushed towards the white-robed middle-aged Daoist with a powerful and straight sword intent, and the void seemed to be pierced, buzzing and trembling.

This is Taishi Liu's strongest sword, and before, Taishi Liu had never unleashed such a sharp sword.

The white-robed middle-aged Taoist looked at the oncoming sword qi and sword intent, and waved his sword calmly, and the sword in his hand was drawn in an arc by him in mid-air.

When he landed, in front of the white-robed middle-aged Taoist, a Yin-Yang Dao fish diagram appeared.

It turned out to be a person from Taixuan Palace, no wonder the swordsmanship would be so skillful.

Airplanes!

Taishi Liu's sword stabbed the Yin-Yang Dao Fish Diagram, and the powerful sword intent stabbed on it, but the Yin-Yang Dao Fish Diagram only trembled and regained its calm.

In the end, Taishi Liu's sword failed to pierce the Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram of the Daoist of Taixuan Palace.

A sword won't work!

"The desert is lonely!" Taishi Liu groaned, and the iron sword in his hand stabbed forward again.

There is a sword intent in this sword, and there is a painting in the sword intent.

The desert yellow sand is endless, the swordsman carries an iron sword and walks on the soft yellow sand, the endless desert means death!

The yellow sand is reckless and boundless. Looking up at the sky, there is not a trace of clouds in the sky. If you don't see any grass or trees, you will cut off your journey. Looking far away, but seeing a lonely smoke rising at the end of the sky, the swordsman's spirit was lifted, and he seemed to feel that this desert had a little life. It was the beacon smoke, and it told the swordsman that the trip was about to reach its destination.

At this moment, Taishi Liu is the swordsman, he sees the vitality, and the sword in his hand is the vitality.

He held the iron sword and stabbed forward simply but powerfully, straight and straight.

Huzz!

The iron sword stabbed on the Yin-Yang Dao fish diagram in front of the Taixuan Palace Daoist, and made a strange sound, like the sound of piercing the void, and like the sound of grinding between metals to produce an ear-sour sound, in short, it was hard to hear.

But the Yin-Yang Dao Fish Diagram was still not pierced by Taishi Liu, the cultivation of the middle-aged Taoist in Taixuan Palace was too profound, and Taishi Liu's realm was still some distance from it.

However, Taishi Liu's realization of this sword intent today also shows that he has gained something, but his realm is not very high, and he still needs to work hard to comprehend the way of the sword.

The white-robed Taoist of Taixuan Palace smiled gloomily at Taishi Liu, and the Yin-Yang Dao Fish Diagram hanging in front of him flew towards Taishi Liu.

After that, Taishi Liu fell like a flying arrow into the distance.

With a bang, he fell to the ground, spitting out black blood from his mouth.

Taishi Liu's clothes were already in tatters, and there were many wounds on his body.

With a whoosh, the middle-aged Taoist of Taixuan Palace flashed in front of Taishi Liu.

"I said that you are not qualified, then you are really not qualified, how about it?" said the middle-aged Taoist from the Taixuan Palace to Taishi Liu, who fell to the ground and vomited black blood.

After saying that, he raised the Dao sword in his hand, wanting to kill Taishi Liu.

He raised his sword to slash, and suddenly, with a thud of metal, a short knife struck his sword.

The short knife was soon returned to the man who threw it, and it was a white-haired knife man holding two short knives.

"Bully, stinky Taoist, I'll make two moves with you!" Su Musha smiled at the middle-aged Taoist of Taixuan Palace.

Su Musha was originally fighting with the enemy on the other side of the battlefield, and inadvertently saw Liu Taishi being wounded on the ground, spitting black blood in his mouth, seeing that the situation was not good, it seemed that he was seriously injured, so he rushed to the rescue.

"Your opponent is me!" Su Musha said to the middle-aged Taoist of the Taixuan Palace.

"You? you're not qualified. The middle-aged Taoist of the Taixuan Palace smiled gloomily at Su Mu.

The middle-aged Taoist seems to have a lot of self-confidence, and he is also very confident in the face of Su Musha, you must know that Su Musha is the strongest of the four of them.

It seems that this middle-aged Taoist has a great background, and Su Musha sensed the realm of this middle-aged Taoist, and he had already reached the peak realm of Piyuan.

No wonder he is so strong, it seems that Taishi Liu has not lost at all.

Su Musha's realm is only in the early realm of Piyuan, and this middle-aged Taoist is two small realms higher than him.

"It seems that you are really prepared!" Su Mu frowned slightly, and said to the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist just snorted, as if he didn't pay attention to Su Mu at all.

Su Musha knew that this person was not easy to deal with, he fought fiercely one after another, and he had already consumed a lot of mental power and body, and now he came to deal with a middle-aged Taoist who was two small realms higher than him, this battle was really not easy to fight.

However, war is war, and we must never retreat, and even if we can't beat the other side, we must overpower the other side in momentum.

You have to give yourself a belief that you will win, otherwise you will not even have a 1% probability in the face of a strong opponent.

Su Musha became serious, this should be the strongest opponent he has encountered since his cultivation, although the odds of winning are very small, but he still has to fight, not only to fight, but also to fight desperately!