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The Yanyue knife in Zhou Tong's hand turned into thousands of lights and shadows, attacking and killing the enemy.

But the moment they collided, he realized how powerful these two could become master-level masters.

The opponent's seemingly endless offensive, even fighting for life, is just fighting for opportunities with life and death.

These two master-level masters have actually reached the limit of their innate abilities. Even if they are not his opponents, a life-threatening blow can still restrain him.

As long as he hesitates a little, the heads and masters of other factions around him will surround him, and he will definitely fall into a situation where he will be beaten until he dies.

In a blink of an eye, the Yanyue knife in Zhou Tong's hand was like a sea wave, blowing with the breeze, creating a wave of water. …

Xiang Cangsong, the head of the scholarly family, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and even more so, the icy killing intent rushed straight into his heart, making him stiff and stopped immediately.

However, Tian Tong of the Wudang faction had a different feeling. Although the enemy was turning his back on him at this time, he felt a cold murderous aura, rolling in like a tidal wave, with an imposing aura that would never return.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a gleam of cold light, which was both mighty, strong and clever, and brought into full play the two completely different characteristics, like the moonlight in the sky, pervasive, and like a real dragon's claws, blocking the universe.

At this moment, he could only wait to die, without any time to move.

Because, when he saw the light of the knife, it was already too late.

The knife has landed between his eyebrows!

puff!

Tian Tong's head exploded directly, and Zhou Tong's figure rushed out of the blood mist, laughing wildly.

"A trash-like thing deserves to let me know your name?"

"Under the Nine Springs, remember, the person who killed you was the magic knife Feng Xinglie!"

"Hahahahaha!"

All the disciples of the eight sects who participated in the siege were in an uproar. No one would have imagined that the enemy would be so powerful. Under the siege of two master-level masters, they could even kill one person.

At this moment, the people from the eight sects really realized Zhou Tong's unrivaled bravery and terrifying strength.

"The devil seeks death!"

Xiang Cangsong, the head of the scholarly family, watched the death of his old friend who had known him for decades, and the enemy ignored him so much, and suddenly he had the determination to die as a martyr.

He also yelled wildly, and the long sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, and his body and footwork implied countless changes. Cooperating with the long sword in his hand, he blocked all the enemy's escape routes.

"If you want to escape, step over my corpse first!"

Zhou Tongyu became stronger and stronger, he was able to kill, put aside all scruples, summoned up his power, and stepped forward to attack, the Yanyue knife surged with a thousand waves of light, rolling towards the pines like a stormy sea.

As soon as the wind broke out, Sha Tianfang, one of the three elders in Xining, came to kill him. He punched Zhou Tong in the air and shouted: "Everyone gets to kill the demon heads!"

He actually ignored Gu Qianlian behind Zhou Tong and wanted to kill him. If the enemy wanted to protect the woman behind him, he would definitely fall into his scheme.

Wangqing Shitai, who entered the cloud nunnery, uttered the Buddha's name, and also struck at the same time, a sword light rose, and cooperated seamlessly with the other two master-level masters, and killed Zhou Tong in the side.

No one could have imagined that this seemingly benevolent and gentle teacher could have such a fierce swordsmanship, there was no gap in the sword light, and no one could take a breath.

In an instant, the three masters surrounded and killed, and the disciples of the eight sects around them recklessly fired hidden weapons, sweeping in like a violent storm, and Zhou Tong fell into a desperate situation.

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Chapter 30 Long Sword Sends Lovesickness, Death Without Regrets (Subscribe)

In the depths of the deserted island, Jin Bingyun stood holding a sword.

"Master Jin Zhai, I really didn't expect that you would come to stop us, do you know the consequences of doing so?" A shrill voice said angrily.

"This is just a misunderstanding. The Eight Factions will surround and kill him, and it will only fall into the enemy's calculations, and let Fang Yeyu sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight." Jin Bingyun turned his back to the two behind him without turning his head. But the momentum firmly locked them in.

"Amitabha, Lord Jin Zhai, is this the result you want to see? Do you know that because of you, most of the elites that the Eight Factions have cultivated over the past 20 years will be lost?" An old and gentle voice came, only Listening to sound can calm the mind.

"Jin Zhaizhu, I know that you and Feng Xinglie once had a relationship as husband and wife, but please correct your position."

"Now you are the owner of Cihang Jingzhai, not the wife of the devil. If you stop me stubbornly, don't blame me for being rude." The shrill voice sounded again, followed by a terrifying coercion rise.

Jin Bingyun was silent, took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes, "If you want to go there, first ask about the sword in my hand."

"If you persist in your obsession, then don't blame me for being cruel." Accompanied by a sharp and sharp voice, three thousand silver-white filaments pierced through the air, like a nine-day waterfall, falling down.

"Why is Master Jin Zhai doing this? When you give up, you give up!" A figure in a gray monk's robe passed by Jin Bingyun in an instant, and rushed towards Zhou Tong's position at a high speed.

Keng!

The long sword came out of its sheath and struck the three thousand silver threads, but it seemed to be smashed into the waves.

"Jin Bingyun, you are far behind your master. It is great that you can step into the realm of sword heart enlightenment. If you want to fight against me, it may take another ten years."

The departure of the gray-robed monk seemed to make the other expert stopped by Jin Bingyun let go of some scruples, and his hands became more and more fierce. A whisk was more fierce than a sword, and every silver thread flowed With the icy cold light, if it pierces the body, an extremely hideous blood hole will appear.

The man's shadow flashed across Jin Bingyun's mind, and he entered the realm of emptiness in the sword's heart. All kinds of distracting thoughts dissipated, and the long sword in his hand was like flowing clouds out of the mountains, showing exquisite swordsmanship, which made it difficult for the whisk to break through the sword light.

"Hmph! I don't have time to mess around with you here. You should do your part." Seeing that Jin Bingyun couldn't be taken down for a while, the man glanced at the direction where Zhou Tong was besieged, and immediately jumped up. , will turn around and leave.

"I said that I want to leave. I asked about the sword in my hand first!" Jin Bingyun flashed a sword light, and stopped him directly.

"See, you are courting death!" The man was completely furious, regardless of the loss, swept three thousand silver threads, and suddenly swung towards Jin Bingyun, like the Milky Way falling nine days, the huge momentum is daunting.

Jin Bingyun's heart is fearless and fearless, immersed in the ultimate state of the sword's heart, his swordsmanship has surpassed the previous barriers, broken the shackles, and improved to a higher level, like a flying fairy from the sky, rushing straight up, trying to cut down the Milky Way.

boom!

The whisk collided with the sword light.

The sword light exploded like fireworks and flickered like stars in the night sky. The three thousand silver threads were swept away by the sword light without missing a single one.

However, the vigorous force contained in the dust whisk caused Jin Bingyun's figure to retreat violently, his internal organs were injured, and a mouthful of scarlet blood spurted out, instantly staining his white clothes red.

The master withdrew his whisk and looked at Jin Bingyun with a livid face. It seemed that he had the upper hand in the move just now, but he was only relying on his level to suppress others, so he lost a bit in terms of moves.

"Yan Jingan's disciple is really not easy. I underestimated you before. I'm afraid you will be able to enter Taoism with a sword in less than ten years."

"But if you don't know what is good or bad, don't blame me for killing you. You are not qualified to compete with me now."

He snorted coldly, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and turned to leave.

"I said, if you want to leave, first ask about the sword in my hand!"

Keng!

The sword light flashed, and Jin Bingyun pointed his sword obliquely. Even though the corners of his mouth kept bleeding, his eyes became more determined.

"You really don't know how to live or die. Since you are looking for death, don't blame me." The man was so angry that he calmed down. , like a nine-day immortal descending from the realm.

Such a scene, however, contains a thrilling murderous intent, as if there is an invisible force echoing it in the world, firmly locking Jin Bingyun.

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At this time, Jin Bingyun only felt that everything in the world seemed to have become his enemy, and a desolate and lonely atmosphere filled the world.

She knew that she couldn't handle this move.

And the unstoppable consequences are very likely...

is to die!

Facing the desperate situation of life and death, Jin Bingyun has never been as calm and transparent as at this moment.

The figure of that man reappeared, as if engraved in the soul, it was hard to forget.

"I'm sorry for you."

"I will use my sword to protect you."

"I don't need you to be my puppet, I just want to walk this long and lonely journey with you."

Keng!

The long sword buzzed, but there was no murderous intent, it was as gentle as water, expressing love.

"Kill me!" The sharp cry and the hiss of the whisk resounded through the night sky, as if three thousand swords rained down, echoing with the heaven and the earth, capable of destroying everything.

hum!

The sword light soared into the sky, Jin Bingyun united with his sword, and instead of retreating, he advanced and killed the enemy.

break!

break!

break!

With a sword in hand, the light of the sword is as gentle as water, but it contains the sharpness of cutting everything.

The silver thread made of ice silk and carefully polished by a unique technique actually broke every inch.

one.

two.

Three.

……

One hundred and eight!

puff!

The silver thread pierced the flesh and made a creepy sound.

However, Jin Bingyun's face was not moved at all, the long sword sent love, not afraid of life and death.

Three hundred silver threads fell from the sky, making the look of the person on the opposite side extremely ugly.

"Do you really want to die?"

Slices of blood bloomed on Jin Bingyun's body, but the long sword in her hand cut through everything like a rainbow, and she would never die.

"Madman, I think you are really crazy!"

The man was furious, and if he continued to fight like this, the final result would most likely be that he was seriously injured and Jin Bingyun died.

However, no matter whether he was injured or Jin Bingyun died, there would be an uproar in the world, and such an ending was definitely not what he wanted to see.

"Crazy woman, you are crazy, I can't go crazy with you!"

The furious whisk turned into flowing water in an instant, trying to resist the endless sword light with all its strength.

boom!

Fuchen swung the long sword, but one-third of the silver thread was broken, which looked very conspicuous.

Jin Bingyun slashed out with a sword, as if he had been emptied of all his vitality, and there were dense blood holes on his fair and flawless skin, which was particularly scary.

The blood kept flowing out, but her expression was still indifferent, as if she couldn't feel any pain.

Is this woman really not in pain?

Even the master who was holding the whisk was a little puzzled. You must know that his whisk has been specially polished. Once it breaks into the human body, it will go straight into the bone marrow like a needle prick, and it can even hurt people to death.

For some reason, seeing Jin Bingyun's indifferent expression, he felt a little cold in his heart, and he snorted coldly to cover up the strangeness in his heart.

"If you hadn't been the owner of Cihang Jingzhai, I would never let you go easily today. If this matter happened, I would kiss Zhongnan Mountain and ask you Cihang Jingzhai for an explanation."

"Do it yourself!"

After all, he left without looking back, but when he left, his hurried figure showed a bit of panic and haste.

Jin Bingyun's figure is motionless, is it really painless?

There were a thousand and eighty blood holes all over the body, and the pain pierced to the bone marrow. The long white dress had already turned blood-colored.

She couldn't even move, but she still didn't groan in pain, let alone shed tears.

In my whole life, I will only cry for him!

A gust of wind blew by, the blood-colored dress shook, and Jin Bingyun's body suddenly fell down.

Her cheeks were buried by fallen leaves, but the reflection of the man seemed to appear in her eyes.

If I die, will you be sad for me?

……

No one knew about this battle in the depths of the forest, and Zhou Tong was caught in a tight siege at this time.

The three master-level masters besieged and killed, thousands of cold lights fell like rain, and the deadly murderous intent was overwhelming.

He took a deep breath, his figure was like a real dragon coming out of an abyss, and the dead branches and fallen leaves under his feet rose up, covering the sky instantly.

He actually asked Gu Qianlian at this moment: "Qianlian, are you afraid?"