I practice ruthless way

Shi Tian's complexion changed, he raised his wrist and turned his palm, his five fingers turned into claws, he wanted to grab Xiao Man's sword into his own hand, but he saw Hong Chen's sword point pressing down, making a gesture of avoiding it.

With the sword out of his hand, Xiao Man was trapped in a cage, unable to control it remotely.But seeing that Hong Chen had opened his spirit long before Xiao Man got it, he had his own preferences, and he understood the master's mind better.

Yan Wushu took this scene into his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, suddenly raised his sword and slashed at Shi Tian, ​​using the momentum of the collision of the weapons to fly back, he stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of Hong Chen's sword.

The whole black sword body folded a beautiful and neat arc in the void, Yan Wushu pulled his lips and smiled: "Look, the sword doesn't even like you."

Looking at Chang Ye again, and when his eyes returned to Shi Tian, ​​the conversation turned cold: "This world doesn't like you either, so don't worry, go to hell."

Shi Tian looked at him coldly, jumped up on the spot, turned his arm, and the gun came out, pressing towards Yan Wushu's eyes.

This blow came suddenly, Yan Wushu set up his sword, and put the gun three inches away from his eyes, and then his left hand will see Hongchen, he turned around in a wrong step, and thrust out the sword diagonally.

The sword's edge hooked fire, carrying two kinds of sword intents, as piercing as frozen ice, surging like a torrent, blending and superimposing, majestic and turbulent, smashing towards Shi Tian in one go.

Shi Tian quickly turned around, picked out the spear tip from the spear point, and rushed towards him brazenly.

when--

Long and short soldiers meet each other, and the sound is heavy.

Yan Wushu withdrew his sword and retreated, this was just a test of his sword.

He has used it many times to see the world of mortals, but this time, the feeling is different from before.That's right, of course it's different, Xiao Man never gave him the sword intent before, not to mention, there is some kind of skill hidden in the sword.

In the dark, Yan Wushu felt that this was not the first time he had taken over Xiao Man's sword like this. Although he couldn't remember when he had such an experience, it felt like it was engraved in his blood.

Yan Wushu received the tide of heaven and earth, held the world of mortals with his right hand, raised his sword fingers with his left hand, and slashed across the sword from bottom to top.

In a moment, the light shines brightly.

Yan Wushu raised his eyes, and when the wind passed by for a moment, his footsteps turned, and he swung his sword.

The silver hair fluttered, the black clothes twirled, and the sword light spread from west to east, which was crazy.

Yan Wushu's long and narrow eyes locked Shi Tian tightly, and the sword moves in his hand moved faster and faster, his aura was much stronger than before, leaving no room for his opponent to breathe.

It was his Tongzui swordsmanship.

Back then on Tingyun Peak, he realized the sword move used to defeat Xiao Man's sword, but now it is combined with Xiao Man's sword intent, and his aura is even stronger than that of Kai Tian.

The wild fires are raging all over the place, and the heat waves are layered on top of each other, forming fiery blades, biting anyone they find.

Yan Wushu is not afraid of Phoenix Fire, because Phoenix Fire will not hurt him.

Shi Tian was not afraid at all, because he is a Buddha.The body of the true Buddha is invincible in the world.But now, his Buddha body has been injured.

The fire cuts the bone, the fire eats the flesh, and the sword in front is fierce.

Shi Tian's ten fingertips were dripping blood, dyeing the gun body red.

The even scale finally tilted to one side.

Facing Yan Wushu's blatant and unstoppable offensive, Shi Tian swung his spear fiercely, forcing him to take a few steps back, and then swung his spear forward, intending to stab his left shoulder.

The killing intent in his eyes was so strong that it could almost condense into substance.

Yan Wushu jumped up when the point of his spear was about to approach his eyes, stepped on the body of the gun and walked a few steps forward, seeing Hongchen coming up from the bottom, without making any false moves to cover up, he directly dropped the sword at the man's head.

The momentum of the sword was like a mountain pressing down on the top, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

Realizing that something was wrong, Shi Tian turned his wrist and stretched out his palm, with the palm facing up, to hold his sword blade.

There was a muffled sound.

But Yan Wushu's sword was so powerful that even if he held the sword, he couldn't hold back the downward movement of the sword.Like a huge flood crashing into a depression, Shi Tian's knees buckled and he had to kneel down.

Another sound.

The rising smoke and dust were swallowed by the tongue of fire, and the sword energy was surging like a raging wave.

Shi Tian raised his head, blood dripped from the wound on the top of his head, drip by drop, staining half of his face red.He stared closely at Yan Wushu, gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Wushu in Gushan, you must die."

Yan Wushu looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly: "This sentence is also for you."

Shi Tian was so angry that he laughed back, shouted in a deep voice, held Jian Hongchen's palms together into claws, grabbed the sword tightly, and threw Yan Wushu out violently.

Yan Wushu changed the posture of holding the sword, and stabilized his figure while retreating quickly.

Not far away, Shi Tian stood up, turned his wrist, and stood sideways with the spear on his right.Red blood flowed from his eyes, across his cheeks, dripped from his jawline, and fell into the fire.

Yan Wushu realized something, and slowly raised his sword towards the person facing him.

At this time, an accident happened——

Shi Tian took a step towards Yan Wushu, and after a step, there were clusters of flames under his feet, which were different from the crimson phoenix fire, which was so red that it was almost mysterious.

The black flame dispersed the blazing real fire of the Phoenix, burning arrogantly all over the field.

"Red Flame Emperor Building King Buddha." Yan Wushu stared at Shi Tian and said the name in a low voice.

"Sometimes, people like to talk about the past, but it's useless to talk about the past with you now." Shi Tian continued to walk forward with a gun in his hand, "I just don't know if you, this time, can still get what you want."

"I don't think so." Shi Tian asked himself and answered, "He hasn't recovered to his previous strength, even if he lent you the sword, you can only reach the level just now at most."

Yan Wushu gave a "tsk" and turned his sword: "Has anyone ever told you that when you are alone, you should not be too confident?"

"And, don't talk too much."

The tone suddenly lowered, the sword in his hand raised suddenly, the long light was like a long rainbow, passing through the long night in a short while, and there was a sound of wind.

Yan Wushu rushed to strike before Shi Tian.

The next moment, the gun roared like a dragon's chant, the cold light spun out, met the sword light, and went straight to Yan Wushu's door!Shi Tian's aura is stronger than before, Yan Wushu naturally won't teach him to succeed, his body skills and moves are more flexible, he touches the ground, leans back and quickly turns sideways, changing his position to Shi Tian's side.

The sword comes out again, the spear turns, cold light collides with cold light, energy collides with energy, the universe, rivers, lakes and seas are all shaken.

In the vast wilderness, two people, two weapons, but three intentions.

Seeing Lianhuasheng on the world of mortals, the ice condenses when the sword falls, and freezes the flames at the moment of burning.Shi Tian glanced down, pointed the spear point down, and spun it on the ground.

The fire was born again, and the ice melted in an instant.

Yan Wushu flicked his sword, raised his left foot, and stomped hard on the ground, shaking away the fire surrounding his body.

One step forward, sword and gun meet again.

Dang-

After meeting and separating, the arc of light dragged by the sword tip and gun body is like a flowing rainbow, gorgeous and cold, it can brighten thousands of rivers and destroy thousands of mountains.

There are no stars and moons in the sky, only the frost, snow, and fire illuminate the night.

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, the sword and the gun faced each other, the same blood-stained silver hair, the same blood-soaked clothes, rising and falling in the wind, the distance was only a few feet.

No one spoke.

When the clouds turn in the night, the gun and the sword are handed out at the same time!

No one dodges, and the wild wind is low.

The gun pierced the chest, the sword pierced the chest, and the clothes were red again.

The last shot of the two of them poured all their strength into it.

One held a gun and the other held a sword. Shen Ran looked at each other. This scene was both expected and unexpected.

"Red Flame Emperor Zhuang Wangfo." Yan Wushu called Shi Tian again, with a very mocking tone: "You always think Xiao Man is worse than you, don't you?"

As he said that, he moved his eyes down, looking at Jian Hongchen who was inserted into Shi Tian's chest, and at the silver flakes floating in the air.

"This is his sword."

"His sword intent."

"You died at his hands."

Speaking of this, Yan Wushu smiled, his eyes became gentle.

"It's just that he doesn't know how to kill people." Yan Wushu said again.

"Yan Wushu, you are very good at killing. You are also very powerful, with so many injuries on your body, but it seems that you don't feel pain." Shi Tian stared into Yan Wushu's eyes, his voice was cold, "But you are going to die, aren't you? "

"Ah, you're right." Yan Wushu glanced at his chest, suddenly realized a word, and said in disapproval: "But so what?"

In the distance, the cage outside Xiao Man's body disappeared, which meant that Shi Tian was going to die and could no longer control him, but Xiao Man's expression was not good.

The sense of uneasiness in his heart was very strong, he raised his brows and pursed his lips, and strode towards the other side of the wilderness.

Yan Wushu withdrew the sword in his hand, stepped back step by step, pulled himself out of Shi Tian's spear, flicked the sword again, shaking off the blood beads on it, cleaned it up, and then turned and walked towards Xiao Man.

Shi Tian was left behind by him, and stood on the spot maintaining the posture of firing the gun.If you have to compare, Shi Tian's injuries are more serious than Yan Wushu's, and his whole body is turning into a transparent color little by little, dissipating outward like shattered light.

Xiao Man and Shi Tian met their eyes, and saw the unwillingness in his eyes.

He was about to die. This was his second failure, and it was a complete failure.

"Baby, I don't allow you to look at him. What's so good about him?" Yan Wushu came to Xiao Man and asked, but before the man looked away, he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his arms went around his back, clasped his shoulders, and hugged him into his arms.

"You..." Xiao Man still frowned, but he said and asked everything, and was kissed by Yan Wushu.

A very gentle kiss, like a feather brushing and a spring breeze blowing.

Yan Wushu didn't want Xiao Man to ask.

Where Xiao Man could not see, the back of Yan Wushu was also gradually turning into nothingness, his clothes and body became a void edge, like the wind blowing away the stars, scattered them into star sand, brilliant Thousands.

But there are no stars and no moon in the sky, the fire is extinguished, and the frost melts.

The whole world is falling into darkness.

The emptiness spread, but there was a little smile in Yan Wushu's voice, he said: "Baby, have we met in the previous life?"

Xiao Manxin said that maybe so, maybe it was a previous life, or maybe it was thousands of years ago.

How fast can a thought turn in your mind, an instant?No, not even a moment.But Yan Wushu didn't even stay for this little time. Suddenly, Xiao Man felt the temperature covering his body disappear.

The hand that covered her eyes was gone, only a cry——

Dang bang.

Jian Hongchen, who was held by Yan Wushu, fell to the ground.

The line of sight was no longer blocked, but there was nothing in front of Xiao Man.

There are no bird feathers sweeping, no spring breeze blowing, but there are things swirling and falling in the sky, pure white and crystal clear, like a falling song.

Snowing.

A heavy snow came suddenly, and it piled up all over the ground in an instant, and the wilderness was completely white.

Xiao Man blinked slowly, and there was a bit of bewilderment in his eyes.