I practice ruthless way

The palm of Taiqing Holy Realm is really powerful.Xiao Man used the phoenix fire to weaken it, and the impact he received should not be underestimated. Several meridians were broken, and the bones were broken. throat.

He swallowed the blood, raised his eyes to look at the person opposite, then extinguished the flames around him, and drew his sword forward.

The third form of Gushan's introductory swordsmanship, I don't know if spring is here.

Xiao Man used Qu Hanxing's method when using this move, which caused little damage and impact, but the densely woven sword net made it impossible for the opponent to escape.

The people behind were all fighting hard. When this person appeared, he encouraged the momentum of the evil monks and turned the situation around. Among them, there was no second Taiqing Holy Land, or a person who practiced the theory of reincarnation of the third generation. the balance.

Xiao Man's realm is too different from his, the only thing he can do now is to delay until he shows his flaws, or is injured and bleeds.

A cluster of flames rose from the sword, and the sword light that fell into the void also carried fire, burning and jumping, illuminating the night as bright as day.

The monk has no hair, but the monk's robe on his body will be destroyed when touched, and his movements are slightly hindered, but there is no serious problem.

His eyes were also illuminated, he raised his wrist and slapped his palm, breaking Xiao Man's moves and real fire, then he looked at Xiao Man and said: "You are the last phoenix in this world. The phoenix family has a long history with Buddhism, so you don't Have you ever thought about coming to our side?"

Xiao Man didn't speak, swallowed the second mouthful of blood, panted, and stared at the person opposite.His black clothes were messed up, and his neatly bundled hair was a little loose, ups and downs in the wind.

He seized this moment to adjust his breath.

Delaying this strategy will not work.That being the case, he could only speed up, at least to inflict a few wounds on this person before he could not afford to be seriously injured.

As for what's next...

Xiao Man originally thought that he would leave the matter to Yan Wushu and the others, but after another thought, there were two Taiqing holy realms on their side, and they might not be able to deal with this person.

It seems that I still have to rely on myself, rely on my own... meager strength,

I can't help but think of a sentence Shen Jiankong said before leaving - "If you practice the ruthless way, the only thing you can rely on is yourself."

In fact, no matter what Taoism he cultivates, he can only rely on himself.

Xiao Man lowered his eyes, resisted the pain in his chest, and took a deep breath.

Then raise the sword.

It is the last move of the sword, the most powerful move in this set of swordsmanship.

Seeing that the world of mortals was flattened, he suddenly swept across the void, and with staggered steps, he slashed at the opponent's door obliquely!

The fire on the sword scorched the night, and the sword energy surged like waves, making the entire spiritual gate tremble.

This Taiqing Holy Realm named "Heaven" turned his palm into a fist, and landed a blatant blow against Xiao Man's sword.The two pairs of piercing eyes pressed each other, and a muffled groan sounded, Xiao Man drew his sword swiftly, stepped back quickly, and stepped backwards into the void.

Every time he took a step, flames sprouted from the soles of his feet, rising from the void, and the flames almost rolled into the night.Tian Lue went out to chase, swiped his palms in all directions, extinguished these annoying fires with a stronger momentum, dodged behind Xiao Man, and slapped the back of his head!

Xiao Man turned around in an unbelievable posture, and saw Hong Chen pick up from bottom to top, and changed the way of holding the sword at the apex of the arc, giving up the defense against this palm, and the tip of the sword pierced the man's eyes.

The fire started to burn, and this palm fell on his chest.

puff--

The sweet blood couldn't be restrained any longer, spurted out along with the muffled groan of pain, Xiao Man's face bled completely at this moment, but his hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, trying to turn his wrist to deepen the opponent's wound.

Tian Shen took a deep drink, folded his palm into a fist, and beat Xiao Man's chest again!

Another mouthful of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, Xiao Man was unable to hold on any longer, his hand fell off the hilt of his sword, and fell down from the sky.

He saw the stars and the moon in the sky, and the stars and the bright moon in the sky were constantly going away.

At the same moment, the elder Taixuan Shangjing who was fighting against the enemy with Lin Wu was thrown several feet away by an opponent who was a big realm higher than himself, his limbs were broken, and he lost the strength to fight.Lin Wu faced the enemy alone, and after receiving the palm of the Taiqing Holy Realm, he couldn't stop sliding backwards until he half-knelt down and supported the ground with his sword before he stabilized his figure.

Half of his face was stained with blood, and the number of wounds on his chest, back and arms could be vaguely seen in the night.

In this scene, Lin Wu is very close to Yan Wushu, about two or three feet away.

Lin Wu propped up the sword in his hand, while coughing out a mouthful of blood dully, he looked up at Yan Wushu.

Yan Wushu distanced himself from his opponent, and the black robe rose and fell, drawing out a fleeting arc of light. It was not difficult to see from the direction that he planned to leave from here.

He cast a glance at Lin Wu, who was two or three feet away, with no expression of like or dislike. Just when this man was about to raise his lips to ask for help, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the other side of the Lingmen Gate.

Xiao Man was there.

Then Yan Wushu glanced at the young monk who pulled out the sword that pierced his eyes and threw it away.

Yan Wushu took a step towards that place.His opponent didn't intend to let him get out of the fight, and the wind of the fist swept straight to his face!Yan Wushu turned his head to look back at this person, and threw away the Tiandi Chaolai sword with his backhand, five fingers formed into claws, and shot at the moment the opponent approached him, directly clamping his neck.

This person has become a vajra indestructible body. Of course, Yan Wushu couldn't break his throat with his hands, so there was no fear or worry on his face, but the next moment, Yan Wushu grabbed him and got off the ground. Hit a false step, and moved to the vicinity of Xiao Manhetian in the blink of an eye!

He immediately understood what Yan Wushu wanted to do, turned his wrist and slapped the person opposite him.Yan Wushu glanced at him, without changing his face, he held the Tiandi Chaolai sword flying fast in his free hand, and swung it from bottom to top, facing Zhangfeng.

Compared with just now, Yan Wushu's aura was many times stronger, and he directly blocked the opponent's palm back.

Yan Wushu never intended to conceal his purpose from beginning to end, but he didn't conceal it because he was fast.So what if you notice it?Can you escape?

——His intention is actually very simple. After a round of fighting, the hand on this man's neck became stronger, and he took the indestructible body of King Kong as a mallet, swung it up and smashed it at the head of the eight tribes, the sky!

The indestructible body of vajra collided with the indestructible body of vajra, and the sound of the collision was somewhat sonorous and intense. It was vigorous and spread outward like ripples, affecting people, trees, mountains and rocks nearby.

From Xiao Man being knocked down with a palm to Yan Wushu's smashing, it all happened in an instant.

Yan Wushu didn't love fighting, after hitting the ground, he quickly withdrew his hand, cast downward, and caught Xiao Man at the moment when he was about to fall to the ground.

Xiao Man frowned, his eyelashes and temple hair were soaked with sweat constantly oozing, his face was as pale as paper, with no trace of blood visible.He blinked with great difficulty, his eyes flickered, went back and forth several times, and finally fell on Yan Wushu's face.But Yan Wushu wasn't sure he was looking at him.

"Baby?" Yan Wushu called softly.

At this moment, two figures flashed to the left and right like lightning, and raised their hands at the same time.

Yan Wushu jumped up, and led Xiao Man to dodge together before the wind of palms came, and then stepped on the tops of the two people's heads with both feet, stomped hard, flew out, and opened the distance.

He changed his posture, wrapped Xiao Man's waist with one hand, let Xiao Man lean in his arms, and grabbed the Tian Di Chao Lai sword with the other hand, pulled out a sword flower, and attacked the two at the same time.

The corners of Yan Wushu's eyes drooped slightly, his face expressionless.

At this moment, the sword light drawn by Yan Wushu was brighter than ever, making people shed tears when they looked up.The sword energy whipped up a strong wind, stirred up the clouds in the sky, and covered the stars and moon.The coercion is fierce and unstoppable, forcing the opponent to retreat again and again, avoiding again and again.

He drew his sword very fast, he didn't have the heart to deal with these two people, but he saw afterimages in the sky, and the people had already gone to another place.

Surrounded by sword light, the two Taiqing holy realms who joined hands were forced away, and then the sky, whose left eye was injured by Xiao Man, was knocked back with a backhand sword, and then moved forward, sweeping the sword's edge upwards.

The bitter air spread across the fields, dragging the autumn night of August into the cold winter of December. Even the ground was covered with frost, which coiled and spread from the soles of the monks' shoes in the Taiqing Holy Land opposite.

Then the tip of the sword pressed down slightly, and the light of the sword formed an arc.

Yan Wushu drew his sword.

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The mountains passing through Lingmen Pass from south to north forcefully changed the terrain and formed a ravine.Taiqing Shengjing, who was slowed down by the frost, fell here, but he didn't panic, turned his wrist and slapped down, and lifted himself up with the palm wind.

But this is just Yan Wushu's sword.

Suddenly, it turned into ten thousand swords, and the sword light intertwined in the sky, like a lotus blooming.

At this time, Xiao Man made a sudden move and shook the hilt of Yan Wushu's sword.

The tide of heaven and earth came, and the sword of Xueliang flashed fire.The next moment, all the sword lights turned into flames, and fell from the sky, pulling out a dazzling long tail, like a grand rain of fire.

The Taiqing Sacred Realm who had cultivated into a vajra indestructible body didn't even let out a wail. Thousands of sword qi pierced through the heart in the midair, and died on the spot.

In Yan Wushu's arms, Xiao Man's breathing suddenly lightened, and his outstretched hand dropped.

"Baby!" Yan Wushu's face changed, and he shouted involuntarily.Xiao Man tilted his head, black hair covered most of his face, and did not respond.

The one-eyed monk approached Yan Wushu at this time, his eyes fell on Xiao Man, he smiled, and said: "I discovered a secret. It seems that every time he is injured or threatened, your skill will skyrocket."

"I thought of a strategy for you. Every time you start a battle, push him out, receive two knives, and be cut a few times. Your chances of winning will be much greater."

Yan Wushu didn't pay attention to these words, the blade in his hand deflected, flashed across the void, and flew behind the man in an instant.

His speed was faster, his eyes were lowered, and his expression was extremely cold.

The Tiandi Chaolai sword in his hand just stabbed out without any fancy movements, and the sharpness was exhausted, until it touched the back of this person, the sword intent gushed out like a roar.

The one-eyed monk had no time to dodge, so he could only take the blow forcefully.But it wasn't for nothing that he was injured by the sword. He used the sword energy from the collision to move forward, distanced himself from Yan Wushu, turned around, raised his hands, and attacked first!

Yan Wushu turned around to dodge, tapped his feet and fled away, while the tide of heaven and earth came and left his hand, and dozens of sword intents fell with lightning speed, forming a cage, trapping the one-eyed monk.

He no longer cared about this person, looked down at Xiao Man, put his fingers between his brows, drained his spiritual power, and helped him protect his heart veins. Look back across.

After the phoenix fire receded, the sword intent was like ice, and the coldness pierced into the bone marrow.

The one-eyed monk punched several times in the cage, and then he roared towards the sky, his mighty spiritual power unleashed, violently breaking the cage that locked him.

He looked at Shangyan Wushu.The scars on his face were already ferocious, and with the angry expression in front of him, it was even more annoying.

"You are the first person to force me here." The man twisted his neck and said in a deep voice.

After speaking, he stepped onto the frosty ground, took another step, kneaded his palms into fists, and punched Yan Wushu with uncontrollable anger.

The fist wind swept across the mountains and fields, kicking up gravel and dust. At this moment, Hong Chen flew out from Yan Wushu's palm!

This sword went too fast, completing the movement that Xiao Man could not finish.

The black sword with a whole body disappeared into the night, broke through the wind of the opponent's fist, and did not give him a chance to dodge. Fly the head cover, crush the head.

And his lower body was still in a punching posture.

The opponent killed two Taiqing holy realms one after another, Gushan's morale skyrocketed, and cheering roars kept coming and going.

The sound of killing and sword light filled the mountains and plains, and people were advancing and retreating to fight around. Yan Wushu lowered his head and said softly to Xiao Man: "Baby, let's go back and treat the wound."