"Ahem!"

Although he received a reminder from Xie Yang, it was still a step too late. Fang Tianqi covered his mouth with his hands and coughed violently.

Xie Yang's condition was much better. He covered his mouth while standing up straight and looking at the situation in the cave. However, between the fly ash and earth and rocks, he could only vaguely see the sky full of dark clouds above his head. For a moment, he actually

I didn't see Wu Ji and Hei Wuchang.

Fang Tianqi stood up and asked vaguely, "Where are they?"

Xie Yang did not answer. With a flash from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that apart from the flying dust in the cave, another thing slowly floated into their field of vision.

——It was the white mist they saw filling the mountain before.

Xie Yang whispered, "I understand."

"Brother Zhang?" Fang Tianqi finally coughed up all the dust in his mouth and asked, "Where have they gone?"

However, before Xie Yang could answer, a roar suddenly came from the cave.

"Wuji! Come out!"

This was a man's voice, deep and hoarse and furious. Almost at the same time as the voice sounded, a figure in white suddenly emerged from the mist slowly floating under the patio - it was Wu Ji holding a black and white gun.

The sword came into the sight of Xie Yang and Fang Tianqi.

The fog had already seeped into the cave when it began to collapse. Because the three of them ran all the way under the patio, they were able to leave the fog behind for a moment. Now, the fog has finally caught up.

Just now, when Hei Wuchang attacked Wu Ji from the sky with the terrifying Wu Chang Sword, Wu Ji suddenly retreated into the mist. He was originally dressed in white, and his figure was even more difficult to see in the white mist.

After confirming, Hei Wuchang rushed into the fog rashly, but in the end he missed the target. He swung his sword randomly in the fog and missed the target, so he let out the roar just now.

Wu Ji's response method was very clever. Not only did he avoid the shocking sword, but it was also similar to the way Hei Wuchang's vision was disrupted by the miasma dispersed by the Kyushu Heavenly Formation that day on the banks of the Yonghuai River. Hei Wuchang seemed to have the same purpose.

Thinking of this, the anger in my heart became even higher. Not long after, a few purple electric lights flashed faintly in the white mist, as if an extreme storm was brewing.

Wu Ji held a sword in each hand. At this moment, he suddenly turned his head in the direction of Xie Yang and said, "Brother Zhang, cover your nose."

"Why?" Xie Yang frowned in the corner.

Wu Ji sighed, "Because the clouds and fog here are getting bigger and bigger."

After saying this, before Xie Yang could react, Wu Ji's feet suddenly hit the ground and rushed directly into the gradually spreading clouds and mist. The thunder light in the white mist had not yet completely gathered,

Suddenly a string of sparks flashed out, and then, the sound of three swords clashing against each other reached the ears of Xie Yang and Fang Tianqi, and soon another wave of Hei Wuchang's roar came from the clouds.

When Xie Yang heard this, he suddenly said to Fang Tianqi, "Master Fang, you must be careful about what is going to happen next."

Fang Tianqi obviously didn't listen to Wu Ji's reminder to them. At this time, his mouth was wide open and his eyes were as round as the moon on August 15th. The emotion in his eyes was unclear whether it was dullness, shock or fear. Xie Yang

Seeing that he didn't respond to her words for a long time, she sighed in disgust, and then hit him hard on the head.

"Ah!" Fang Tianqi exclaimed.

"Fang Tianqi," Xie Yang said, "Let me ask you, can you clearly hear the sound of their swords being drawn now?"

"The sound of a sword being drawn?" Fang Tianqi repeated, then shook his head, "Can't hear you clearly."

"Did you see clearly that Hei Wuchang sword slashed down from high in the sky just now?" Xie Yang asked again.

When Fang Tianqi heard this, he couldn't help showing a look of shame on his face, "I didn't see clearly."

"Okay, since you can't hear their swords clearly, you must look carefully when you can see them clearly later." Xie Yang said.

"Why do you say that?" Fang Tianqi asked doubtfully.

"Do you think the battle between Hei Wuchang and Bai Wuchang in the world of impermanence may happen once in a hundred years?" Xie Yang asked rhetorically.

"This..." Fang Tianqi hesitated for a moment, then murmured, "But, I still can't believe that Brother Wu Ji... is actually Bai Wuchang."

"If this is the case, then you cannot be sentimental here." Xie Yang said expressionlessly, "Now, the most important thing is the sword duel in front of us."

Fang Tianqi said, "But, they are all in the fog, how can we see them clearly?"

"I'll see clearly soon." Xie Yang whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, a violent gust of wind suddenly blew up in the cave. The wind was so terrifying that the fog that had been filling the cave suddenly accelerated its flow, flooding the entire open space in an instant.

However, just when Fang Tianqi thought he was going to lose his vision completely, an even more shocking scene happened.

Like a gap in the white paper being torn open, a gap was suddenly opened in the snow-white mist! Hei Wuchang, dressed in black and holding an Wuchang sword, left a half-moon-shaped line in the air. The line was murderous.

There is a sense of beauty in it. Around the half-moon-shaped trajectory, the fog in the mountain recedes like clouds of smoke. At the same time, the fog is also entrained with layers of blue-purple lightning.

At this moment, the white sword in Wu Ji's left hand beside Hei Wuchang suddenly flung out, whirling past Hei Wuchang's waist. It also brought up pieces of clouds. He jumped up lightly with his right hand black

The sword drew a gorgeous half-arc in mid-air from top to bottom, and struck straight at Hei Wuchang's face.

Hei Wuchang suddenly squatted down, and the sword energy of the black sword in Wu Ji's hand was about to rub against his clothes. But at the last moment, the power of the black sword suddenly stagnated and fell into nothing.

"You don't hold your own white sword in your dominant right hand, but you want to hurt me with a black sword?" Hei Wuchang shouted in a low voice, "What a daydream!"

Wu Ji remained silent, and the white sword circled in the air and returned to his left hand again. The Wuchang sword in Hei Wuchang's hand swung, and under the cover of layers of electric light, he rushed towards Wu Ji again.

This time the distance between the two was too close, and Wu Ji couldn't escape. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the black and white swords crossed in front of him to form a cross. The moment Hei Wuchang's sword collided with them, Wu Ji suddenly

With the help of a force, he jumped up in the air.

The white sword in his left hand was pressed against the Wuchang Sword, causing him to somersault in the air like a fulcrum. When he fell, the black sword in his right hand slashed down on Hei Wuchang's back. Hei Wuchang wanted to put the sword away, but Wuchang Sword

At this time, he was suppressed by the white sword in Wu Ji's hand and could not break free. He was trapped in a dilemma for a while.

At this time, Wu Ji was hanging in the air, holding two swords in his hands, and his body showed amazing flexibility. Fang Tianqi watched this scene from the corner of the cave and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Seeing that the black sword is about to fall, Hei Wuchang seems to have only two choices left: either take that blow, or let go of the Wuchang sword in his hand and sideways move away. However, at this moment, Hei Wuchang suddenly

Letting out a roar, the white mist surrounding the two men trembled, and suddenly balls of lightning appeared out of thin air.

"Not good!" Xie Yang's expression changed when he saw this scene.
Chapter completed!