Xiaolou listened to the wind and rain all night, and there was no doubt that it was dominant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Black's true qi is incomparable, and with the blessing of self-artistic conception, Luohe was completely suppressed in just one fight.

But how could Xiao Lou be in vain when he listened to the spring rain overnight? Luohe has experienced Ding Peng's baptism of sword intent, and he may indeed be inferior to Ding Peng at the beginning, but it is definitely not so easy for Nalan Sheng to defeat him with just relying on his sword intent.

The speed of the two fights is so fast that the naked eye can't see it clearly. The first-class master could only feel a burst of black shadows and a burst of red shadows constantly moving and intertwining.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged three moves. Within three moves, neither the two of them had ever touched each other, whether it was a knife or a body. The strange place of the magic sword move is here, if Luo He is currently using the sword technique of breaking love and righteousness, within three moves, the gap is too large and will inevitably be defeated.

Despite being at a disadvantage, Luo He still reluctantly persevered, the time for him to step into the selfless artistic conception was too short, compared to the self-artistic conception of Nalan Sheng, a monster who was regarded as a fossil level on the other side, there were really too many things that needed to be corrected and improved. It can be seen that if there are about three or five moves at most, Luohe's knife will start to produce an absolute speed difference between Nalan Sheng's knife, and when the time comes, victory or defeat, life and death will appear.

Rao is like this, some people who know Luohe can't imagine Luohe's current strength at all. There were only a dozen of the rivers and lakes mixed with first-class and super-first-class masters, and they were all injured if they couldn't even get close to the other party's three zhang range, and right now, the gang leader of a small gang in the alliance actually had the strength to fight against such a monster as the demon sect leader for a short time?

How old is Luohe? A few acquaintances couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in their hearts. Luohe's time to practice martial arts may even be shorter than the time of their debut, and they have such strength, so what about the future? Some people don't dare to imagine it anymore.

The most bitter person is Vajra. Once upon a time, Luo He was just a middle-grade master who could be easily killed by his fingers, but he didn't expect that in a short period of time, he would have improved to such a point.

After another three moves, Xiao Lou had completely perfected the magic knife intent after listening to the wind and rain overnight, completely enveloping Luohe's body in the sword intent that only belonged to Nalan Sheng. There is no way to avoid it, the gap between the two sides is too big in each other's internal strength, and if you accept Lan Sheng's knife, the end will only be bleak.

In the dark air, a wisp of sword light slashed, and the cyan sword qi cut off a strand of Nalan Sheng's white hair. The blade of the sword was extremely sharp, if it weren't for Nalan Sheng's heart tightening, and he temporarily turned his head, there would definitely be another blood mark on his face at this moment.

"Okay, only you are qualified to compete with the saint, the rest are waste, waste, haha, the only demon sect, heaven and earth are the emperor!" Nalan Sheng was blocked, missed the best opportunity to kill Luo He, and couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, but Luo He took the opportunity to withdraw from the enclosed circle.

Nearly 400 Jianghu masters present gathered around the main hall, but no one had the courage to step forward. At the moment, the way the three of them fought in one wheel was only cutting off a strand of Nalan Sheng's hair, and they didn't want to go up and send him to death.

Fishing in troubled waters, we must also choose the right time, these masters of the rivers and lakes who have been crawling and rolling on the rivers and lakes for many years understand this better than anyone else.

"Nalan Sheng, you shouldn't appear in this era, and you shouldn't appear in this Jianghu. Your time is long gone. "There is no fear, there is no fear, step on the mystical footwork, and slowly step forward. In his resolute eyes, there was nothing but the sword, and his artistic conception was different from that of Nalan Sheng and Luohe.

"Well, more than two hundred years ago, the Zhuo Bufan of the Tibetan Sword Villa was the artistic conception of the self, and I didn't expect that more than two hundred years later, I would be able to see the existence of the only one. The Tibetan sword has been fanned and declined, but fortunately there are still you, so that the saint will not be too lonely. Nalan Sheng didn't laugh angrily, and the magic knife came up from below, facing the three-foot Qingfeng who was saved.

The swordsmanship of the existence is the same as always, and the plain is almost like fading out of the water. But if any master is changed to face Cun, he will be horrified to find that the simplest sword styles such as stabbing, slashing, splitting, picking, and sticking can always find the key points of people and the empty door, and the flaws in all moves are hidden in front of Cun.

However, the person who existed was a peerless monster more than two hundred years ago, the Demon Sect Leader Nalan Sheng, a perfect user of the Demon Sword Technique, and his sword technique was almost ineffective.

If you want to find flaws in the perfect magic knife technique, then you must admit the perfection of the magic knife. If we don't admit the perfection of the magic knife, then the tricks of the magic knife and the knife are interlocking without any gaps, and the flaws cannot exist at all, how can we find them?

Flaws that cannot be discerned with the naked eye can only be found intuitively. But intuition, too easily deceived. Even if Cun is also a master of the artistic conception level, the self-artistic conception has greatly weakened his external senses and strengthened his judgment and consciousness, but he finally found a trace of flaw, and the Nalan Holy Sword Technique changed, and the flaw was eliminated again. The sword that was half-pierced could only be withdrawn again, turning attack into defense.

From the two of them to the present, it has only taken more than ten moves, and several scars have been filled in on their bodies. Although they were all minor injuries and would not be a major problem, the sword moves that existed also slowed down unconsciously. Finally, when the fifteenth move was obtained, there was a flaw in the wrong judgment, and the sword failed to go sideways, in exchange for a fierce blow from the magic knife.

Cun, who was smashed to the ground, held the sword with one hand, and was constantly exercising to relieve the pain of the impact of the magic knife.

One person retreated, one person went up, the blood shadow moved, and the bloody legend blood skeleton turned into a burst of red light and met again.

The speed of the Blood Skeleton is faster than that of Luohe and Bicun, and it is not much different from the speed of Nalan Sheng's attack. The two of them fought fast, and the sword qi and palm wind that flew out vertically and horizontally alone shocked many first-class masters who stood a little closer.

Under the terrifying skull mask, the expression of the blood skeleton could not be seen at all, but it could be felt that she was not relaxed either.

With the strength and terrifyingness of the Blood Skull, fighting against Nalan Sheng only lasted until the seventeenth move. However, her record was even better than Cun, her five fingers grabbed five small blood holes in Nalan Sheng's right chest, and under the blessing of the Extreme Yin Attribute Internal Strength True Qi, the wound continued to erode Nalan Sheng's body.

"Okay, good, the saint today is not only going to defeat the three masters in the world in one day, but also going to be the heroes of the rivers and lakes for a while. Don't you want the cheats, as long as you can kill the saint, the cheats are yours!" The right chest was injured, and the true qi was affected, but Nalan Sheng didn't seem to care at all, and at this time, he even began to provoke the masters of the Jianghu forces present.

"The old devil has already bluffed, don't be afraid of him!" I don't know who in the crowd shouted.

This sentence was clear to everyone present, and it also hit the key point in their hearts. How many of the people who came here were there to really eradicate the Demon Sect? For the sake of it, it wasn't the Demon Knife Master who could make the Demon Sect Master invincible?

If one person rushes forward, there will naturally be a second person. The sky is falling, and there is a tall man on top, but there is only one chance. If you miss it, sacrifice it, and it will be in vain.

Almost all the people in the rivers and lakes rushed up, regardless of whether the number of people would cause more chaos to their side, in short, it seemed that as long as they went late, the opportunity would say goodbye to themselves.

Looking at these moth-like enemies, Nalan Sheng let out a long roar, and the lights in the underground hall were almost extinguished in his long whistle, but after a while, he finally recovered.

"Don't you want to see the saint's martial arts, the saint's secret book? The saint's retreat cultivation is not the magic sword's general technique, since you want to see it, the saint will let you have a good look!"

A strange long sword with a dark red body suddenly held in Nalan Sheng's right hand, and at this time, Xiao Lou had already changed to the position of his left hand after listening to the wind and rain all night.

Under Nalan Sheng's strength, the injury in his right chest recurred, and five wisps of blood shot out, but he didn't hear it, and the dark red long sword was raised high.

The overwhelming sword light, sword qi, and sword shadow were like real existences, centered on Nalan Sheng, and burst out towards the surroundings!