When the Zhun Ti Sage went to the south, there was no more news, as if a stone had sunk into the sea, completely out of the control of the purple-clothed Hongjun. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Purple Hongjun is the embodiment of Xuanzun and a symbol of fate. It is really a devastating thing for a person who controls his destiny to suddenly find that he can't even fully control the fate of the people around him.

"Damn, which bastard is getting in the way?South, how can there be someone in the South who can stop Zhun Ti? Waste, this useless waste!"

"That's it, it's just an abandoned son. This waste is not as good as half of the ability to lead. That's it, the deity went to the north in person, so as not to cause trouble again. ”

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun Dao Ancestor's eyes were very cold.

Earth Star, Ancestral Witch Apse.

The scimitar of the rakshasa has become sharper and sharper, to the point that it is almost comparable to the demonic scimitar.

Defeated Daomen Sanqing and created the fifth knife move "Five Swords Out of the Mountains and Mountains Broken"; defeated Di Xin and created the sixth sword move "Six Swords Out of Qi World Chaos"; after defeating Mo Yin, he created "Seven Swords Out of Bi Qiankun Change"; so far, he has been fighting with Mu Ran.

He used a knife, and Mu Ran also used a knife. He is not willing to follow the old path of others, and intends to open up a new path on the basis of the experience of his predecessors. But Mu Ran is different. Mu Ran has no experience of his predecessors at all, and every bit of his life is groped out by himself.

After having the stereotyped thinking of his predecessors, Rakshasa's sword moves more or less followed the old path of the Demon Night True Ancestor. Even if he is unwilling to do this, the artistic conception of the knife move is inseparable.

The first few moves are enough, but the next two moves are crucial. Rakshasa also didn't want to hastily create the eighth move, when the time came, the power was not enough, but it would harm others and himself.

"Rakshasa, I have seen your sword moves before, and I have also experienced the exquisite sword moves of the Demon Night True Ancestor. His knife skills are so subtle that I can only be ashamed of myself. But I'll tell you, no matter how subtle his sword moves are, they've been seen by fate. With the vision of fate, I believe that it is impossible to still hurt him. ”

What Mu Ran was holding in his hand was no longer the pig-killing knife that Jin Lian's incarnation was good at, but a long knife that was the most ordinary, not even a hundred refinements.

"Better than the knife in my hand, you can use all your sword moves, including the four moves you created earlier and the three moves you originally comprehended, and I" Mu Ran paused, and there was an indescribable taste in his eyes, "I will also sway all the sword intent I have comprehended, you take this opportunity to experience it well." ”

"Therefore, I will not spare my hand, and even more, you will be injured and will die. So, I want you to be prepared. Do you understand?"

"No problem. If I am afraid of this, and retreat because of this, then I am not a demon sword rakshasa either. Come on, Brother Mu. As soon as the scimitar slashed, it was already pinched in the hand of the rakshasa. He wanted to use his scimitar to fight against Mu Ran's long knife.

Mu Ran's long knife took an ordinary path. It is precisely because of the ordinary way that the true meaning of the knife is fully reflected.

One knife, Mu Ran only made one knife.

A one-size-fits-all approach!

Even if he is holding an ordinary long knife, this long knife is like Mu Ran's flesh and blood, which can make him like a finger. The sword rays that emerged from the long knife grew in the wind, and at once almost blocked all the paths of the rakshasa forward.

"Oh Oo" retreated two steps in a row, the same knife light, "a knife out, a moon arc" can't stop this move "one knife absolute" at all, under a touch, it will collapse into an army, even the scimitar is broken into inches, and it is scattered in the wind as soon as it is blown by the wind.

With a "hum", the knife looked at the throat of the rakshasa, even if Mu Ran's hand only needed to pass forward a little more, the long knife was enough to pierce the rakshasa through his heart and end his life.

"There will be another time, and I will definitely not keep my hand. Concentrate on it, don't think that just two or three tricks will be enough to deal with me. The tip of Mu Ran's knife shook a few times at Rakshasa's throat, and the seeping cold air floated in his throat.

The long knife in Mu Ran's hand and the scimitar in Rakshasa are made of the same material. Mu Ran used the simplest method to create the most inferior weapons.

Mu Ran made a move, and did not take advantage of Rakshasa in any way. He suppressed his strength at a level similar to that of Rakshasa, that is, the strength of a Taoist or so. But in the end, it was a trick that made it out.

If Mu Ran's strength is really at the level of a Taoist, then under the battle of life and death, it is absolutely impossible for him to defeat Rakshasa with a gap in one move. Between them, even if there is a gap, there will not be such a big gap.

The reason is that Rakshasa is strong, and most of his strength comes from the Demon Scimitar and the sword moves of the Demon Night True Ancestor. Controlling people with a sword, after all, is inferior. broke away from the demon scimitar, and then forcibly used the sword moves from the Demon Night True Ancestor, the power was inferior.

On the other hand, Mu Ran's sword moves, although he didn't have too many fancy skills to speak of, and he didn't have the experience that the Demon Night True Ancestor had summed up after countless years of tempering, but his sword moves were almost 100% derived from him. His strength belongs to him, not to others.

In this way, it is no wonder that the victory or defeat of both sides will only be between one move.

"One Blade" came too quickly and too violently, and it simply did not give him enough opportunity and time to prepare and perform those moves that had just been created and had not yet been fully integrated. Losing is a matter of course.

"Use your demonic scimitar, use all the moves you know one by one! ”

Withdrawing his long knife, Mu Ran stood in place, an ordinary posture, but with indescribable might.

"You, wait. "The demonic scimitar, flashing with a breathtaking light, unsheathed!

The West, the real Western region.

The gray-faced old demon is very powerful, at least more powerful than the Flame Angel Metatron and the Nine Shadows joining forces.

The skills of the twelve-winged flame angel Metatron are still above the ordinary quasi-saints, and the Nine Shadows are not bad, her methods are extremely ruthless, and they are even more than the quasi-saints of the Ming realm, and they are even close to the level of the quasi-saints of the realm of enlightenment.

Who knows, when the two join forces, they are not each other's opponents. Neither the Nine Shadows from the Eastern World nor Metatron from the Western World have ever seen each other, and they also don't know the origin of this gray-faced old demon. The only thing I know is that this gray-robed old demon who came out of nowhere is strong, even outrageously strong.

With two to one, it was as if the other party was just playing a game, until, not knowing what message the other party received, he slipped away in a hurry, wasting a good opportunity to win two masters.

The reason why the gray-faced old demon fled so nervously was only because the blue-blooded old monster was in danger!