I practice ruthless way

inside the tower.

Peiran's sword intent burst out from the jade pendant on Xiao Man's waist, and hit Shi Tian, ​​who was only a short distance away, like lightning.Although the latter had never overly guarded against Xiao Man, but his reaction was extremely sensitive. He slightly turned his body to one side, stepped on the wrong step, and his clothes rose and fell slightly, so he completely avoided the sword.

Shi Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Xiao Man with scrutiny, and suddenly smiled.He seemed to be planning to say something, but just as he opened his lips, he saw a faint light flashing on Xiao Man's finger, and the second sword intent directly hit his face!

Yan Wushu's sword intent, Xiao Man has more than one.Earlier, Yan Wushu had given him such a jade pendant, but he didn't wear it on his body, and put it in the Qiankun Ring.

And in the Qiankun ring, there is not only this one thing for self-defense.He still has many more, some of which were given by Yan Wushu a long time ago, during the two or three years when he first entered Gushan in the Jokhang Temple; some were found by Qu Hanxing and Mo Juntian in the sect; It came out with nothing to do, but there was no place to use it, so it was all stuffed for him——□□.

The next thing to use is those random things.Xiao Man endured the severe pain, and while Shi Tian was dodging the second Yan Wushu's sword intent, he transferred the few spiritual powers in his body that could be mobilized, and threw them all out.

Cracking, cracking, countless small voices came, but Xiao Man could no longer tell where these came from, and which mechanisms were biting together.Cold sweat poured down his forehead and back, his vision was blurry, and his mind almost collapsed.He didn't even notice that the corners of his eyes and fingertips were bleeding!

Shi Tian dispelled the second sword intent, sneered and waved his sleeves, smashed dozens of organs and magic weapons in front of him in an instant, and walked towards Xiao Man.

But at this time, the thunder calamity gathered in the sky again, densely surging into tides, the rivers flowed backwards and rolled, roaring furiously like thunder, all were stirred by a sword, fused with the majestic sword intent, wrapped in the fierce sword force, and smashed heavily Qingta.

Boom!

Rumbling--

The sky and the ground exploded in succession, as if what hit it was the whole world.

The pagoda shook again, more violently than the previous one. The scattered spirit stones rolled into a mess, and even the ground under their feet cracked.

The crack happened to be between Shi Tian and Xiao Man, billowing smoke and dust formed another barrier, he stood behind the wall of smoke, and sarcastically said, "I don't know, I thought I was celebrating the New Year here."

Then he asked: "What are you guys? The inside should be combined with the outside?"

"Probably." Xiao Man lowered his eyes. He was almost fainted by the continuous bang, but he kept on holding on. Hearing these words, he responded very lightly and slowly.

Another drop of blood dripped from the fingertips, smeared on the plain white skirt, bloomed silently, and scattered into plums.

At this moment, the organs and devices that were not destroyed by Shi Tian activated, or exploded or shot or soared into the sky!

The air surged into waves, lifting the entire tower off the ground, and when it fell back heavily, there was a constant sound of thunderbolts, as the beams broke and the long columns shattered.

Tower, broken.

The top of the tower splits towards the east and west sides, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger, and the thunder light and sword light come in, dazzling and dazzling.

The river tide receded in all directions, leaving heavy moisture on the wilderness, and the wind blowing like a knife cut the face, far better than the coldness of autumn, like the snow in winter.Xiao Man's breathing was stagnant, but the moment the earth tide broke through the wind, the heaviness disappeared.

The long sword went straight to Shi Tian's face door, while the sword owner went to the other side, the hem of the clothes flashed in the air, and the arc of light drawn out had not passed away, and it reached Xiao Man's side.

Yan Wushu came from the Taotao River, but his Xuan clothes were not wet, his silver hair was like frost and snow, and his whole body was icy cold.These harsh breaths became soft the moment they approached Xiao Man.He didn't look at Shi Tian on the opposite side, but only looked at the person in front of him, his eyes touched Xiao Man's hands that were forced to be raised above his head, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

He squeezed the spiritual power tied up on it, carefully pulled Xiao Man into his arms, put one hand on his lower back, and helped him to relieve the spiritual power and ease the injury, and gently rubbed Xiao Man's lower lip with the belly of the other finger.

There was an obvious bite mark on Xiao Man's lip.He has the habit of biting himself when enduring pain, but he will never show it in front of the enemy. It is self-evident who did it.

"He bullied you." Yan Wushu said in a low voice, he used magic to erase the bite marks, kissed Xiao Man softly, and then kissed the blood oozing from his fingertips and the corners of his eyes.Xiao Man snorted softly, furrowed his brows, and immediately unfurled them, letting Yan toss about without a book.

The pagoda is in ruins, the smoke and dust dissipate all over the place, the thunderstorm in the sky has receded, but the sword is still turning in the void when the tide comes from the sky and the earth. Arc pushes Shi Tian back suddenly.

Before the sword gave birth to a sword spirit, it was Yan Wushu who was manipulating it.

Standing on top of the ruins and behind the chasm, Shi Tian wrestled with the sword several times, his expression becoming more and more cold.This sword can't hurt him, but it annoys him, not to mention, he doesn't like swords at all.

He finally stopped acting indifferently, flipped his wrist and slapped the sword back, staring at the two people opposite him coldly, and said, "Should I hang up red candles for you? Invite a few more tables of guests to show congratulations?"

"Since you sincerely want to bless us, then I—of course I don't mind." Yan Wushu tilted his head and replied with a half-smile.

After finishing speaking, Yan Wushu took Xiao Man away, put a rocking chair on the ground, and let Xiao Man lie on it.

"I'll be back in a while." He fed Xiao Man a pill, kissed him on the lips again, and then turned around.

Then, with five fingers forming claws, he stretched out his hand to grab, and summoned Chaolai from Heaven and Earth and Hongchen into his hand.

As soon as he raised his eyes, his momentum suddenly changed, there was no warmth, only coldness.

Yan Wushu raised his sword halfway, without any warning or warning, his hands and swords intertwined, and the sword fell downwards!

The sword's light was like lightning, and it still hit the face.

Shi Tian raised his eyebrows, stepped into the void, turned his wrist and extended his palm.

The two exchanged hands within a distance of three feet, their vigor collided with each other, and their spiritual power surged wildly.Feng Haohao, with the same silver hair and dark black clothes, was flying up and down endlessly.

Their eyes met each other, but they were silent at this moment.

With one move, the two figures backed away.This wasn't a pause, it was just a break point in a fight, but Shi Tian grabbed a jet-black gilt-patterned gun, swiped it in the air, and the sound of swords clashing instantly reappeared.

The gun sweeps like a dragon swaying its tail, the sword roars from the mountains and the sea, the light is chaotic, the shadows are scattered, and the wind that is fleeing in all directions makes a torrential battle sound.

There have been over a hundred moves in Erqing, and the battle situation has fallen from mid-air to the ground.Yan Wushu didn't hold back, his sword intent was as cold as a cold abyss, his moves were ruthless, and his style was fierce.

Light pick into a line.The sword in Yan Wushu's hand came out again, unbiased, and once again stabbed at Shi Tian's face.

Shi Tianxuan spear turned sideways, straddled his steps, dodged the sword edge and rushed behind Yan Wushu, when the tip of the spear was spun to the top and was about to fall, it suddenly deflected and struck Yan Wushu's back heart.

At the same time, he said quietly: "Count it up, how many times is this, you seem to care about my face?"

Yan Wushu turned around, leaned back to see Hong Chenge shoot the gun head, stirred it again, pressed it down, and took advantage of the momentum to go up, jumped up and stepped on the gun body, and stretched out his left hand Tiandi Chao, forcing the opponent's eyes.

"He can hit you in the face without hesitation, should I care?" He sneered.

Shi Tian's hand on the gun turned into a palm, he pushed towards the bottom of the gun shaft, and sent it out abruptly, while raising his other hand, facing Yan Wushu's sword directly.

With the sword half-armed, Shi Tian's amber eyes flashed a faint light, and he said to Yan Wushu: "Do you care if he cares? Doesn't this just prove that you care?"

Behind Yan Wushu, the spear sent by Shi Tian spun in the air, pierced the wind and dispersed the clouds, and rushed straight to the back of the head!But he didn't care about the gun at all, looking into Shang Shitian's eyes, he asked rather puzzled: "It's boring to be alone for a long time, playing tongue twisters?"

"He is ruthless." Shi Tian said unhurriedly.

This can be interpreted in several ways.He is ruthless, and he doesn't care about everything in the world; he is ruthless, even if you care, he won't care about you.

Yan Wushu was too lazy to read, so he lifted his lips and smiled, and then the smile disappeared, and there was no emotion in his eyes anymore.

"What's none of your business?" He said, letting go of the two swords in his hand.

The long spear was pressed to the back of the head, the distance was no more than three inches.

At this moment, sword energy gushed out from Yan Wushu's body crazily, condensing into a solid white, like a gust of wind sweeping weeds violently, and both the gun and the person in front of him were overturned.

The meaning of extreme destruction.

When the tide of heaven and earth came and saw the world of mortals rise into the sky, he also jumped to a higher place, raised his hand, and held the two swords again.

Above the holy realm of Taiqing, if it does not ascend, it is called Qitian.

This is not Qitian, this is clearly dismantling the sky.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, piercing and dispersing all the clouds covering the sky.The crescent moon that has fallen in the west is forced out like this, and the light is so bleak that it is almost miserable; in the east, the undressed Chaoyang is also forced to appear, revealing a hollow hat, emitting a faint light.

But it was also time for the sun to rise and the moon to set.

Yan Wushu landed from a very high place, the sun and the moon were shining behind him, his black clothes fluttered like bird wings, and his silver hair swirled.

"Red Flame Emperor Zhuang Wangfo." Yan Wushu said this honorific title, his tone was indifferent and calm, "Has anyone ever told you that you are very confident in every move and style?"

Then he changed the subject and showed sarcasm: "So confident, you don't really think that no one in this world can hurt you, do you?"

He deflected the edge of his sword, brought up the sword energy that filled the sky, stirred it suddenly, and swung the sword down——

down.

To the man in black and silver hair standing in the wilderness.

The universe is swaying, the wind is gone, and the vegetation is gone.

Shi Tian moved his steps and tried to avoid it, but he couldn't.

Yan Wushu's sword strike was too fast and too fierce.

Shi Tian was forced to step back step by step by the too strong sword intent. He saw that the blade of the sword broke through flesh and blood, pierced through the shoulder bones, and didn't stop until his back hit a cold rock.

What Yan Wushu used was not some grand and mighty move, nor was it some sword chapter that would go down in history, but an ordinary move - stab.

Stabbing at the shoulder of the only true Buddha in the world, the blade penetrated into the flesh and bones, slashing his veins, and nailed him heavily to a stone pillar.

Blood covered his shirt.

The sword in Yan Wushu's hand is like the world of mortals, the sword body is black without any variegated colors, and the clothes on his body are also black, it is difficult to distinguish at a glance.

"This is Xiao Man's sword." Yan Wushu stared into Shi Tian's eyes, his voice was cold, "I struck it for him."

"As for your life, I will come to take it next time."

Xiao Man did not see such a sword that shocked Shen Ye.After Yan Wushu put him on the bamboo chair, the strings that had been tensed for a long time inevitably relaxed, and as soon as they relaxed, he fell into lethargy.

He couldn't sleep well, his limbs were as cold as iron, his whole body seemed to be frozen in an ice cave, his face was as white as paper, and the blood on his lips might fade away at any time.

After Yan Wushu finished speaking, he drew his sword, shook off the blood on the sword, stepped back, reached Xiao Man's side, picked him up and carried him away.

Xiao Man was woken up by Yan Wushu.

This man played with his fingers without rules, for a while, he used his own fingers to rub, and for a while, he took them to his lips to peck, kiss and bite. Xiao Man was so annoyed, so the first thing he did after waking up was to take his hands away. .

The surroundings are quiet, there are no human voices, insects and birds are singing, and the nostrils are filled with medicinal fragrance, which is bitter and pleasant to smell, but the eyes cannot see.Xiao Man's eyes were covered with a layer of something, which didn't make him uncomfortable, but gave him a cool feeling.Her body didn't hurt anymore, and the energy that had previously been wantonly smashed and destroyed in her body was suppressed in the corner, and Sese didn't dare to move.

Only Yan Wushu can do this, let alone the two of them here.Xiao Man confirmed the situation around him, and when he was about to open his lips to ask something, Yan Wushu pointed him at him.

The way is to kiss.

"Hey, don't talk." Yan Wushu hugged Xiao Man on his lap, and put his hands on his shoulders.

"I said if I don't leave, I won't leave. What's more, you are still in the hands of that bastard, how can I leave?"

"Yes, my current state is the state of Qitian."

"You consumed too much and hurt your eyes, but it's not particularly serious. It will be better after applying this medicine for another hour."

"I gave Shi Tian a sword and nailed him to a stone pillar, but I put away the sword before leaving—he can pull himself out anyway, and I won't leave the sword to him."

Yan Wushu talked a lot like pouring beans, with different tones, but they all came from the doubts in Xiao Man's heart, which saved him the trouble of opening his mouth.

But this person is really presumptuous, regardless of lips or hands.

Yan Wushu is familiar with Xiao Man's body, a few strokes can make his waist weak.His body became colder for a while, obviously the man pulled off his clothes, the movement was still silent, if it wasn't for the wind, he wouldn't have noticed it at all.

Xiao Man turned his face towards Yan Wushu expressionlessly.

He warned silently, but Yan Wushu didn't notice it, and said with a smile: "Want to ask where we are now? Baby, you are on my bed."

Xiao Man: "..."

"You are injured so badly, and you have the Supreme Sun Jue in your body, and you can't heal it by yourself. I have the responsibility and obligation to help you heal your injuries." Yan Wushu spoke with confidence, and his actions were even more unscrupulous.