People in the world practice martial arts, all based on strengthening the body and training, winning immortality as the basis, or gaining fame, status, power, achieving a hegemon, and striving for the first place in the world. The only thing that remains unchanged is the rivers and lakes, for the good for the devil, for the chivalrous for the evil, to stop the war with war, to kill to stop killing.

Cold-blooded under Zhuge Shenhou, the martial arts he learned are naturally not bad, but because of the environmental influence of his childhood, his martial arts are biased towards killing into the Tao, and because of his own personality problems, the road to martial arts is even more difficult, and he will fall into the devil if he is not careful.

The murderous aura surged instantly, and the cold-blooded roared angrily, and the long sword coldly burst out with sword qi, and then the body rushed forward, stabbing at Wang Yuyan with a sword. Pan Dao's expression remained unchanged, the sword technique turned slightly to open the sword qi, the seven-star sword technique blocked the cold-blooded sword move, the Great Dao Divine Fist blasted out, he took Wang Yuyan's place, and struck with the cold-blooded long sword.

Although Wang Yuyan was moved by Pan Dao rushing to stop the cold-blooded attack, she didn't want to appreciate it, after all, she came to Li Qiushui, and it was already wrong to follow without protection, and it would be even worse for the other party to save herself. The move in her hand remained the same, and the long sword still stabbed out, stabbing towards the cold-blooded heart.

Cold-blooded felt a little troublesome, his sword was withdrawn, and the swordsmanship blocked the sword moves attacked by Pan Dao and Wang Yuyan from bottom to top, and his body quickly retreated to avoid Pan Dao's divine fist, and then, cold-blooded counterattacked, and the sword qi was slashed away, and the power was good.

Pan Dao rushed to the moon and moved sideways, bullying himself, his fist power blasted out again, there was no surprise or joy in his eyes, even if he knew Zhuge Shenhou, as long as he dared to stand in his way, then he would have to pay the price, or die.

The cold-blooded eyebrows trembled, he entered the martial arts with a killing, and his feeling of killing intent was far beyond that of others, and he didn't dare to take it lightly, the sword in his hand slashed towards Pan Dao, fast but calm.

The Seven Star Sword Technique was used, Pan Dao forced away the sword move with a sword, and the Great Dao Divine Fist continued to blast into cold blood. Weiwei's fist is awe-inspiring, and the will to kill is embodied. Cold-blooded and helpless, its own internal force runs, and it is also a hard resistance. I saw the two fists intersecting, silently, and then the cold-blooded figure took three steps back, and the left hand that clenched the fist trembled slightly.

Pan Dao took two steps back, but there was nothing wrong with it, he had the upper hand with a first-class realm, and the power of innate power should not be underestimated. Wang Yuyan didn't care about the cold-blooded feelings in her heart, she was close to the cold-blooded side. The sword swept away, and the sword qi cut horizontally like the moon.

The cold-blooded internal strength was raised, and his legs jumped out of the ground, and the sword technique that descended from high and descended slashed several sword qi vertically and horizontally. Pan Dao rushed to the moon and moved up, avoiding the sword qi while the long sword stabbed, piercing into the cold-blooded shoulder in the thin gap, and bright red blood flowed out.

Cold-blooded suddenly felt a tingle, his brows furrowed, and his left hand suddenly grasped the blade of the sword. The sword in his right hand was slashed out. Pan Dao's frightened and cold-blooded actions can only be more ruthless to those who are ruthless to themselves and to the enemy. With his own injuries as a guide, he also grabbed Pan Dao's sword, and then slashed with the sword, and he was really desperate.

Pan Dao was shocked. I wanted to draw my sword back, but I found that the sword was already clenched by the cold-blooded left hand, and the opponent's killing move had already arrived. Rather helplessly, he abandoned his sword and retreated, and Pan Dao's figure jumped back. Didn't do it again.

Wang Yuyan volleyed into the air, her figure danced, and the sword in her hand pointed directly at the cold-blooded heart. Cold-blooded hasn't had time to check his injuries. He could only dodge again, and his light skills quickly retreated.

Pan Dao seized the opportunity, his body followed, and his star-picking hand suddenly poked out, his cold-blooded face changed, and he had no choice but to face the battle, and his sword move was immediately split. However, Pan Dao's goal was not to directly attack Coldblood, the false move swayed, Pan Dao's right hand grabbed the long sword and drew it, and then a drop of blood fell with the sword.

The cold-blooded face turned pale, and he even sealed several points on his shoulder. His eyes looked directly at Pan Dao, the fierce light became more and more intense, and he muttered in his mouth, "Blood, blood, blood." Suddenly, there was a cold-blooded roar, and the voice blessed by internal force resounded through Shaolin.

"Not good. The light skill of chasing life immediately shook off the Fu Ye and slapped a palm on the cold-blooded shoulder, "Senior brother, calm down." Don't fall for it. The cold-blooded face changed, the hideous and ruthless were constantly replaced, his eyes were blood-red, the true qi in his body exploded instantly, and the internal force directly shook off the nervous pursuit.

Pan Dao was so upset that he struck first, and his blood-dripping sword stabbed into the cold blood in the madness. Wang Yuyan was surprised, and blurted out, "Blood Pupil, are you related to the Demon Blood Leng Family?" She didn't take the initiative to attack, and seemed to hesitate.

Chasing Life looked at Wang Yuyan with some surprise, and was surprised that the woman in front of her actually knew that the Demon Blood Leng family was still in the store, but this was not the time to delve in, he used his leg skills to force Pan Dao away, and reflected the cold blood in the madness with one palm.

Although the cold-blooded was crazy, the instinct was still there, his fist was punched, the internal force was really transformed, and the shocking pursuit flew upside down on the spot. Pan Dao's long sword stabbed continuously, and the three swords of Yu slashed out, and the sword qi shot at several important points in cold blood.

Huo Ran's cold-blooded eyes opened, and his compelling momentum exploded, his body moved slightly, and he shifted his position one after another to avoid the sword qi. Then cold-blooded wiped the blood on his shoulder and dipped it to his mouth, and said angrily, "Blood, blood, blood." "The cold-blooded true qi is getting stronger and stronger, and the huge internal force puffs up the clothes and begins to be windless and automatic.

The cold blood moved, his figure jumped up instantly, and the sword in his hand slashed directly at Pan Dao, and the sword qi turned into a form and swept over, stirring up a dust. Pan Dao thought about it, cold-blooded into the devil, but his skill was immediately raised to the pinnacle of the pinnacle, is this blood pupil really so harmful?

Wang Yuyan still moved, the sword in her hand attacked lightly and quickly, and once Xiao Wuxianggong's internal force was moved, the power of the move increased. The cold-blooded red blood pupils glanced at him, and the terrifying momentum rushed straight at Wang Yuyan, he unhurriedly set up his long sword, and his internal force shook wildly to force the opponent away.

Pan Dao didn't dare to be careless, although the cold-blooded demon did not have much sense, but his martial arts had improved a lot, and if he wanted to fight alone, he was afraid of losing more and winning less. When he stepped lightly, a yang finger shot at the cold-blooded eyebrows, his fingers were fast and ruthless, and his killing intent was revealed.

The chasing volley kicked in the air, his legs and feet were like whips, Pan Dao leaned back to avoid it, and at the same time smashed a fist to the soles of his feet, and the internal force surged. The two collided with their fists and feet, and the strength was huge, sweeping the entire surroundings.

The cold-blooded demon six relatives did not recognize it, and the sword in his hand slashed directly towards the nearest pursuit, and the sword qi attacked people. Chasing life supported the ground with one hand, the leg power side kick was cold-blooded, and there was a faint wind movement in the void.

Fu Ye's entourage chased after him, the sword stabbed madly in cold blood, and the melee started directly. As soon as the cold-blooded blood pupils opened, the red light flashed in his eyes, and he kicked out with one leg to kick and suppress the chasing foot, and then struck with a backhand sword, and a sword qi slashed towards Fu Ye.

After doing these two offensives in cold blood, his body took the initiative to attack, stabbed Wang Yuyan with a long sword, and punched hard. Wang Yuyan was not alarmed, in fact, she knew hundreds of martial arts moves in the martial arts, and now she is also handy. Sword after sword, the swordsmanship is endless, not only repelling the cold-blooded, but also launching a counterattack.

"War. Pan Dao didn't talk nonsense, he drank a word to prove his determination, and the seven-star sword technique attacked. Ruthless and Iron Hand naturally noticed the changes here, and were deeply anxious about the cold-blooded demon, but they couldn't come because they couldn't deal with the assassination attacks of the three of Desperate Heart, Desperate Death, and Desperate Heart. The two couldn't help but glance at each other, and after nodding their heads and communicating in tacit understanding, the attack increased dramatically in an instant.

Ding Yiyun's Five Poison Divine Palms were powerful, he took Zheng Hai, and swept away a large number of members of the anti-Ding Alliance, and then attacked the Shaolin monks, who dared to be the enemy under the strong fighting spirit. (To be continued......)