In the night sky in the distance, there was a sudden sound of clear drinking, like a crane chirping for nine days, clear and bright into the ears, and then the flying sword sword light changed suddenly, and the whole body turned into a round of crescent moon shape, dragging the mangwei a few zhang away, wandering away in the air, shocking the earth, and a set of flying sword assassination techniques, so that the call was incisive, up and down, the crescent moon was like a hook, and the swordsmanship was so wonderful that it was unheard of and unseen.

Seeing this, Wang Chan was busy collecting the Taibai essence within a radius of ten meters in front of and behind him, guarding it tightly, not daring to go too far, he was not very proficient in swordsmanship, but he had practiced the gun for many years, blessed to the soul, and only used the Taibai essence as a big gun in a hurry, although the subtlety seemed to be less subtle than the flying sword assassination, but his pistol technique was born in the battlefield of the battle array, and the moves were all killing moves, simple and direct, but more ferocious。

But after all, Wang Chan's Taibai essence is newly refined, and he didn't pay much attention to it in the past, so he only let it flow and put it in his lungs, without careful care, and he is far from reaching the realm of sword immortals where Jian Qi condenses like a real thing, plus the sword makes the gun move, it is inevitable that he is unfamiliar, and many places are not accurate, after fighting for twenty or thirty moves, although Jian Qi is not scattered, but the white essence in that white light is not short and scattered, leaving only about a foot and a half of length, and it is invaded by the flying sword sword light as if it is pervasive, and it is faintly a little powerless。 At that moment, I secretly said that it was not good.

Biting the tip of his tongue fiercely, the pain penetrated into the bone marrow, Wang Chan's expression shook violently, and he no longer dared to stand in place and continue to fight with this flying sword, only thought in his heart: "It's that I underestimated the heroes of the world, and I didn't expect that the power of the Lin family could be so great, but the sword immortal lineage has rules since ancient times, and he can't serve the powerful and can't interfere in national affairs, how can this person dare to blatantly violate the precepts? Could it be that the times are different now, and even the sword immortal sect keeps pace with the times, and has to rely on the powerful to make a living?"

"During this time, I am happy to take revenge and kill a lot, but in the end I am still a little arrogant, fortunately, my boxing and martial arts have also reached the realm of transformation, and I can have a little premonition, otherwise only this sword flies, and my surname will be difficult to protect. "Wang Chan knows that the sword immortal flying sword is not a mortal thing, the surname is psychic, the sword light is everywhere, indestructible, and his thirteen Taibao horizontal refining cannot be stopped, as long as a sword can be broken.

I was thinking in my heart, thinking about a point, and suddenly revealed a flaw, the crescent moon was like a sword light and white gas rushed down, a cold light broke through the gap, and the cold air rushed to the face, under the shock, Wang Chan was a scurry, moving like a rabbit, but still a little slower, a bang, just changed to the clothes on the body were from the back of a large mouth more than two feet long, the white light swallowed, almost close to the surface of the skin like flying, although it was really cut into the skin muscles, but the sword qi passed, it was still a blood mark from the lower part of the neck to the waist life, Hao Xuan suddenly divided the whole person into two halves。

What a powerful flying sword sword light.

In front of this kind of "thing" that is far beyond common sense, no matter how strong your boxing and martial arts are, as long as you use a sword, you will be completely finished!

As soon as the blow missed, the white gas sneered softly, penetrated into the middle of the rocks and soil under the ground, and immediately broke a thin crack three feet long, and the aftermath was endless, and a large bluestone the size of a buffalo was broken one after another, and then slowly dissipated under the ground.

At this time, Wang Chan had already jumped up from the ground, without looking back, pointing in one direction, and rushed down directly with his head down. This flying sword is too powerful, and it is an entity, as long as the person who controls it has sufficient vitality, he can play it in three or two hours, no less than his Taibai essence once used, and he can't fight for a long time, so Wang Chan turned his head and ignored it, but it was the idea of "shooting people and horses first, and capturing the enemy and capturing the king first".

The man just now let out a long roar, and he was also exposing his own goal. Wang Chan has been messing around in the mountains since he was a child, and he listens to the ability to argue the position, and he doesn't think about the second person in the world, but as soon as he enters his ears, he immediately knows the location of the other party.

Although the flying sword is powerful, it is not a missile, it is impossible to really have the ability to take people's heads thousands of miles away, the so-called sword fairy who has succeeded in practicing swords in reality is just to be able to control freely within a hundred zhang, take people's surnames, even if it is the most powerful throughout the ages, with all his might, at most it can go far away thirty or fifty miles, and the most powerful range is within a hundred steps, otherwise this flying sword will not have the saying of "flying sword in a hundred steps".

Moreover, the sword immortal casts spells, most of them have to "collect qi" in advance, and hand over the items contaminated with the breath on the target's body to the flying sword to know, just like a police dog always has to sniff something that the criminal carries before tracking the criminal, and then he can find the ground to cast a spell and kill people for his life, so the person who controls the flying sword will definitely not be too far away.

Wang Chan identified the direction, the wind under his feet, and he walked as fast as flying, only dividing his mind into two, while collecting the essence and resisting the pursuit of the flying sword behind him, he didn't dare to go straight ahead, and the feet were around the S-shape, staggered and staggered, and from time to time he wrapped his body behind the big trees along the way, so that the flying sword sword light flew up and down, constantly cutting off the trees, and slowing down the speed.

"Hey! This Wang Chan obviously doesn't know swordsmanship, where is the Qingcheng Gate? Po Yu is blind this time!" On the small hillside a few miles away from Wang Chan, the middle-aged man who was as warm as jade and had a bun on his head seemed to have a thin white light between his mouth and nose, and the cotton thread extended from his body to the depths of the night sky.

"I thought I was a fellow practitioner, but I just saw that Hunting Heart was happy, and I tried to save him from killing him, killing Lin Changzhi, and then making a feud with the Lin family, which is irreparable...... In this way, it was I who did a bad job, and I used the flying sword in vain, I'm afraid that I have already made an enmity with this Wang Chan!!"

His brows furrowed tightly, and the gentle man suddenly smiled bitterly, and then opened his eyes, only to see that Wang Chan walking through the forest, fighting and retreating, a one-and-a-half-foot-long Taibai essence protected the top of his head behind him, which seemed to be in danger, but in fact, five or six meters away from the left and right in front of him, his flying sword light was unable to break through the defense.

"If it's not the Qingcheng faction, how can he refine that innate lung golden qi! You must know the mystery of this Taibai essence qi, even I only get a glimpse of two of the mysteries now, and it will take at least ten years to refine it. ”

It's just that Wang Chan was suppressed by his own flying sword, and he wanted to escape in a panic, but the gentle man didn't care, even if Wang Chan's body was fast, it would take some effort to run ten miles away. The closer he was to himself, the more powerful the flying sword would be, and once he stepped within a hundred steps, it would not be difficult for him to break through Wang Chan's Taibai Essence, he only needed to move his thoughts.

At this time, in just a dozen breaths of time, Wang Chanren had already rushed to the ground, out of six or seven miles away, his eyes flashed and he also saw a figure on the hillside, knowing that it was the main master, his heart was happy, and then he did not hesitate, he rolled forward, grabbed a tree more than a dozen steps away, saw the white light in the air like electricity, the crescent-like flying sword silently passed through the thick trunk of the hug, and immediately raised his hands together, swish!

This time, the two flying knives have been infused with all the inner strength of Wang Chan's body, the flying sword passed through the tree, first collided with the Taibai essence that came around the tree like a spiritual snake, and the momentum sank, and he was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he saw a flash of cold light on the ground, and the two daggers and short knives were not in the slightest order.

There were only two sounds in the ears, and in the white light, the iron filings were flying, and although the two nighthawk daggers of special steel were twisted into pieces by the sword qi in the blink of an eye, Wang Chan's internal strength attached to it also completely burst out, and the crescent-like flying sword shook again and again, and there was a bang in the air, falling to the ground, and constantly beating.

The flying sword is powerful in the sharpness of the sword, indestructible, anything is twisted by his sword light to be smashed in half, but after all, there is still a physical existence, not like the legend, the sword light is differentiated, the virtual and real are converted, and Wang Chan is desperate to strike, the inner strength on the two daggers, the touch is explosive, all of them use his most powerful implosion yin energy, once it explodes, the grinding disc-sized thousand catties of boulders can also be blown up and shattered, which is enough to have the power of 10,000 catties, so the Wen Run man's flying sword was also blown up for a while"Involuntarily, fell to the ground.

However, the flying sword fell to the ground, but Wang Chan didn't dare to reach out to grab it, just because this flying sword is not a mortal thing, once it is sacrificed, the whole body is shrouded in sword qi, as long as the master does not take it with his own hands, the qi machine changes, and the iron hand will be twisted.

"It's a pity that this is a deep mountain and old forest, there is no black dog, otherwise I just broke into a village under the mountain, grabbed a black dog and killed it, and took this opportunity to pour a bowl of black dog blood on it, which can pollute the aura of this flying sword and turn it into a piece of stubborn iron, or there is a woman's menstrual blood can also ....... In his busy schedule, Wang Chan turned over and rolled, and ran away, but there was time in his heart to think for a while.

The sword fairy flying sword is the most yang and pure thing in the world, and the most feared thing is the black dog blood of the yin and filth and the woman's monthly sunflower red dragon. This is something that Wang Chan heard from Wang Daliangzi's mouth, and he doesn't know if it's true or not. But now that even the flying sword has come out, and now that Wang Chan has these two things by his side, he doesn't mind giving it a try.

"Good kung fu!" Immediately after the flying sword landed, the face of the warm man who was miles away changed, and his chest suddenly rose and fell, as if he had been smashed on the heart by two 10,000-pound hammers in front and back, and his face suddenly became a little pale.

The flying sword was cultivated by him, like a living thing, of course, the breath is connected, no matter how far away there is an internal connection, which cannot be severed, Wang Chan knocked down the flying sword in the air, which is equivalent to giving the gentle man two heavy punches in front of him, and the qi and blood in his body are churning, so it is not uncomfortable.

Taking advantage of this moment, the moment the flying sword landed, Wang Chan's thought flashed in his heart, and then there was a roar in the sky, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, people rushed forward, stomped on the ground violently, and with a boom, the earth within a radius of dozens of meters trembled, and the mountain rocks under his feet sank into a depth of three feet. Under the huge reaction force, Wang Chan collapsed and swooped away, and he was a hundred steps away.

Also in the face of life and death, Wang Chan was sniped at Bada last time, and under the full attack, his speed was twice as fast as that of the cheetah on the African savannah, but this time, his speed was even faster.

Every time you pounce, you must be a hundred steps away, into the projectile, in the dense forest, or step on the ground rumbling and trembling, or simply step on the tree trunk along the way, with the help of the force to slide, it is more than ten seconds of effort, others have already rushed forward from the same place for a kilometer.

And at this time, behind him, the flying sword on the ground also jumped twice, and then staggered and flew, spinning out of thin air, and a white light sneered through the sky, and then chased after him.

Wang Chan released too white essence again, covering his back, only flying up and down, impermeable to the wind, not so that the flying sword had a chance to take advantage of, people like flying eagles and wind falcons, passing through the Lin family, hearing the dingding behind the ears...... The swords and qi struck each other, and after a while, the others had already reached the bottom of the small hill where the gentle man was. Suddenly, his body was parallel to the ground, and his hands and feet were used together, as if he was a hungry tiger, the tiger climbed the mountain, and a hundred steps away from the two sides, he jumped up the hill in the blink of an eye.

His feet did not touch the ground, holding his breath in his chest, Wang Chan knew that the time was urgent, within a hundred steps, his Taibai essence would definitely not be able to stop the flying sword for much time, so he didn't say a word, and he pounced again, and the person rushed forward, and his right hand suddenly swirled with one arm, and he made a round, and slapped it on the head with a loud sound.

In the palm of his hand, the strong wind was agitated, and he was six feet away, and he slashed his head and face and slashed the warm man's chest, and he almost couldn't breathe.

There is no time to think about it at all, as soon as two people meet, they don't know each other, they are like natural enemies meeting, and they will decide to die. Wang Chan is afraid of the flying sword behind him, once he breaks through his Taibai essence, he will definitely die, but the gentle man knows Wang Chan's fist martial arts, and he can instantly kill a living person fifty or sixty steps away, like a tiger, close to him, lest he be killed by a palm.

Yes, one rushed hard, and the other hurriedly stood up from the ground, while driving the flying sword to break through the obstacles, while pulling out his arms and placing them in front of his chest, as if sealed, a spine dragon rose from behind, stretching like a mountain undulating, his hands moved, facing upwards, the five fingers of the palm trembled slightly, like the tip of the sword, and the landing point was the place where Wang Chan's Adam's apple fell rapidly.

This gentle man did not have the slightest anger between his shots, and his arms turned continuously, like the wind swinging willows, but it was the extremely powerful sword move sword style hidden in the hand of the peacock opening screen of the thirteen styles of Wudang Taiji "like sealing" Peacock Kaiping, which seemed to be a light flick, but it was a real cotton with a steel needle hidden in it.

The person who refines the sword, the kung fu is all on a flying sword, a sword in the hand, no boxing and martial arts can be resisted, if Wang Chan does not have too white essence in his hand, and meets this gentle man, I am afraid that ten Wang Chan will not be able to get close to him. And because of the art of the sword fairy, it is said that you have to breathe on the sword, decades of hard work, over time, the person who refines the sword is generally fragile, stronger than the unusual martial arts master, fighting with people, the most afraid of being close, so every time before casting a spell, you have to choose a suitable place to hide your body, and you don't want to be discovered.

But the gentle man in front of Wang Chan is abnormal, not only practicing the sword fairy flying sword, can kill people miles away, he is also an authentic master, this move Tai Chi thirteen potentials "like sealing" was used by him, just like flowing water, full of divine will, even compared to Wang Chan since he went down the mountain to encounter the most clever Yue Poyu.

There was a muffled "bang", like beating wood.

The two of them intersected with their fists, and under the hard fight, the warm man's wrist bones clicked at the same time, and the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning on the spot, Wang Chan's eyes could clearly see that the fur on the man's hands, the muscles trembled violently, and both arms seemed to be twisted fiercely.

The next moment, the strength flew, from the inside and outside, as soon as it touched it, there was a series of crackling explosions like thunder, and the clothes on the man's arms were the first to stop the power of Wang Chan's palm, the muscles and flesh twisted, and the clothes on his upper body were twisted vigorously, scattering and flying, like a group of butterflies flying in the big black sky.

Wang Chan's palm, but also really desperate blow, all the physical strength of the whole body and the real strength of the inner family out of one brain, people in the air, flying like a dragon, every violent rotation of the body, is a palm rumbling slap down, as if a black cloud pressed the top, from the depths of the clouds continue to split out of thunder and lightning.

"What kind of kung fu is this?"

Wen Run's palms were over his head, as soon as he blocked Wang Chan's palm, the muscles and muscles of his arms immediately buzzed and trembled, and the big tendons of the skin and flesh were pressed down and staggered, and the pain suddenly entered the bone marrow.

Just borrowed three palms, the two arms were all unable to lift, and he immediately knew that this was his own boxing and martial arts were not as good as Wang Chan, and he was shaken by his inner strength, and the ligaments and tendons in his arms were all unable to contain the other party's vigorous pressure for a moment, and he was seriously bruised.

These two arms are completely useless in a short period of time.

The gentle man retreated quickly, no longer regaining his previous temperament and demeanor, frightened, embarrassed, and screaming in his mouth, full of incredulity.

At the same time, there was a pop behind Wang Chan, and the flying sword like the crescent moon finally broke through the entanglement of Taibai essence, and ten meters away, a white light slipped and stabbed fiercely, as long as it could hold on for a moment, the final victory still belonged to the gentle man.

Unexpectedly, just now, as soon as a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes, he suddenly saw Wang Chan, who was constantly rotating in the air, bared his teeth and smiled at him, and the same white light spewed out towards him.

This white light is no more than three inches long, and the brilliance is also dim, but it is the Taibai essence that Wang Chan used almost exhausted before, and it is coming in handy at this time.

"Oops", the man was unrecognizable, turned over and fell, this is still his lifelong sword practice, familiar with the flying sword Jianguang's surname, although he was embarrassed, but he was in danger of missing his heart, and was pierced by the sword Qi under the shoulder, and suddenly screamed, and his mind was divided, and the flying sword he controlled was shot right behind Wang Chan, and it shook violently and lost momentum.

Rao is like this, it is really thrilling, at this time, the tip of the flying sword has pierced into Wang Chan's vest as much as half an inch, and there is a hot pain, if he doesn't stop in time, it will pierce his heart in the blink of an eye.

"It's so dangerous, fortunately it didn't hurt the muscles and bones, just skin trauma!" His body shook, fell to the ground, and rushed forward, suddenly out of the flying sword sword light, Wang Chan only felt a chill in his vest, and the heat in his heart and lungs seemed to be grinding with thousands of iron sand, and he just secretly screamed a fluke in his mouth, and couldn't help but open his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of black blood.

Knowing that he was desperate just now, he was distracted and used for two purposes, and he ran for more than ten miles in less than two minutes, and his true qi was circulating, and he should have ventilated earlier, but in a hurry, he showed his "Yin Yang Plate" boxing that he had not yet figured out and penetrated, and he slapped a few palms in succession, and went all out, but at this time, he had already injured his heart and lungs and had internal injuries. In addition, those two Taibai essences are also closely related to themselves, and they have almost been consumed at this time, and the loss of vitality is really unprecedentedly huge.

I'm afraid that this injury is no better than the man in front of him.

At this time, the gentle man rolled to the ground, a pair of arms could not use any strength, the shoulder on the side of the heart was also injured by Wang Chan's Taibai essence, the sword Qi invaded the internal organs, and was falling into a short period of struggle, the divine thought of controlling the flying sword was not pure, and finally made him fail, only a thousandth of a second, he could kill Wang Chan.

No one commanded, the flying sword white light was stained with Wang Chan's blood, and the light was bloody, hanging in the air and twisting, as if it was thinking about what to do next, and from time to time there was a sound of Qingyue sword in the white light. Seeing this, Wang Chan shook his head violently, where did he dare to slack off, and bent down to pick up a sword box that the man was sitting on the ground just now, and flew up reflexively, and the sword box closed one by one, just covering the flying sword.

There was a burst of dragon chanting and crane chirping, which was also strange to say, the indestructible flying sword white light only landed in the middle of the sword box, and suddenly died down, buzzed, and there was no movement at all.

When Wang Chan slowly opened a gap in the sword box, and peeked in, he saw that the white light on the flying sword had slowly dissipated, revealing its original form, but it was a short sword with two sharp ends and a crescent moon.

"Hahaha! There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, it takes no effort to get it, good sword, good sword !!" It was only at this time that Wang Chan breathed a sigh of relief, snapped, closed the sword box, laughed loudly, and then looked coldly at the gentle man's body.

(To be continued)