"Second Sword!"

Hei Wuchang held the Wuchang sword in his hand and laughed wildly. As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly rose in the cave.

The strong power of the strong wind actually rolled up all the gravels that had fallen on the ground of the cave before. Wu Ji held the white sword tightly with his right hand, and his hair was blown wildly by the wind. He only saw Hei Wuchang dancing out of thin air in the air. The wind in the cave was driven by the Wuchang sword, and for a moment it was given a body and turned into several huge wind blades!

"Go to die!" Hei Wuchang roared. As soon as the last word was finished, several wind blades followed one by one, attacking Wuji in a cross shape. Each wind blade was two people long, one wide, with a majestic momentum and a vigorous momentum!

Wu Ji watched the wind blades approaching, but did not move immediately. His keen eyes, like an eagle, penetrated the layers of wind blades in the air, and the heavy gravel in the hole, staring at Hei Wuchang twenty meters away.

At this moment, he suddenly smiled faintly, raised the white sword with one hand, and drew a circular trajectory in front of him.

When the circular trajectory was drawn, it seemed to rub with the air, and it showed a faint white line. Within the circle, countless runes of unknown significance lit up white light in the originally dim cave. For a moment, it seemed to pass through the wind blade gathered by Black Impermanence, pointing directly to the patio, and even through the layers of dark clouds covering Jiuyin Mountain.

The white light also shone into Hei Wuchang's eyes at the same time. Hei Wuchang was shocked and angry, unable to dodge for a moment, and then his figure couldn't help but stagnate.

Around Wu Ji, the wind blades were originally wrapped in a surging momentum, but at this moment, they slowed down half of the speed as the black Wuchang's movements stopped. Wu Ji naturally would not miss this opportunity. He first rolled to the side, avoided the first wind blade, and quickly raised the white sword in his hand when he got up again, withstood the second wind blade, then jumped up slightly, and flashed through the third wind blade-

However, just as he was about to face the fourth wind blade, Hei Wuchang in the distance suddenly felt aroused.

He blinked, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already recovered his consciousness. Wu Ji's pupils shrank slightly, and the next second he saw that the wind blade, which had been slowed down, not only recovered its original speed in an instant, but also suddenly became several times faster!

"Just relying on these tricks of eagle, I want to hurt me?" Hei Wuchang said angrily, "Go to die!"

Facing the wind blades one after another, Wu Ji's reaction almost reached the limit in a moment. Several pieces of his clothes were barely blown off by the wind blade, and he barely avoided the fourth wind blade. His lips slightly pursed, and suddenly he stumbled to the side. His left hand suddenly stroked the white sword with his right hand. The white sword was immediately wrapped in a layer of faint white air, and then he continued to swing towards the wind blade that followed.

The white sword was waving in the air, and the sword energy instantly expanded nearly twice. Wu Ji stood in the middle of the wind, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned and let out a faint sigh. The speed of the wind blade became faster, and he could not dodge for a moment, so he could only hold the sword and hit it again and again.

Hei Wuchang stood outside the vortex of the strong wind, staring at Wu Ji's figure with dark eyes, but his face became increasingly ugly. When he faced the last wind blade, Wu Ji held the sword in his right hand, his eyes were cold, and his left hand finally bounced gently on the white sword's sword's sword. The wind blade followed closely, and the entire cave was suddenly filled with murderous aura.

Hei Wuchang gritted his teeth in the distance, and his veins were exposed on his face. At this moment, he suddenly held the sword of Wuchang in his hand and jumped towards the center of the strong wind.

The tip of the Wuchang Sword in his hand pointed directly at the figure in white clothes, but before he could see clearly, he suddenly heard a "clang!" sound. When he saw clearly in front of him, he saw Wujizheng holding a white sword in both hands, and his sword body was against the Wuchang Sword.

Wu Ji's hair was a little messy at this time, with a thin trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, a little blue in his face, but his eyes were still as before, with a hint of coldness in his calmness.

But the next second, the sound of weapons suddenly sounded in the air. Wu Ji's expression changed, he suddenly retreated dozens of meters away, lowered his head, and looked at the sword in his hand.

This time he stepped back, but Hei Wuchang did not continue to kill, but then looked at the white sword in Wuji's hand.

I saw that the white sword in Wuji's hand was still intact one second before, but the next second, a crack suddenly appeared in one third of the area. Then, a whole sharp blade fell directly.

Hei Wuchang was stunned at first, then laughed sarcastically.

"It's broken! It's broken! The white sword is broken, it's really good!" He said ecstatically, "The two black and white swords combined cannot beat me. Wu Ji, you have already lost!"

Wu Ji lowered his head slightly, and his black hair fell in front of his cheeks, covering half of his face.

"Oh, okay," he sighed softly, "I haven't used a sword in a long time."

"Why, don't you give up?" Hei Wuchang shouted, "Do you think you can kill me with the kung fu learned from Li Chanyina?"

"That's right." Wu Ji nodded and smiled softly after hearing this. The next second, his eyes narrowed, he suddenly raised his head, looked directly at Hei Wuchang, "Senior Brother, you said the wrong thing just now. The person who lost is not me."

"What did you say?" Hei Wuchang paused, his eyes were filled with anger, but he smiled, "Hehe, you were so sad that you were so severely injured by the thunder that you were thundered by my Wuchang Sword. You dared to be so arrogant. "

Wu Ji's eyes darkened slightly after hearing this. At this moment, there was blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but his face still seemed calm.

He said calmly and calmly, "Senior Brother, do you know what the circle I drew when you made the second sword just now?"

"I don't know," Hei Wuchang sneered, "I just know that you're going to die soon."

"The trick I just used was taught by Li Chanyi, called Silver Round Technique." Wu Ji was not panicked when he heard Hei Wuchang's words, but smiled slightly, "When he taught me, he gave me a special guidance, saying that when people saw the Silver Round Technique, they would see what they were most afraid of to happen in their eyes."

Hei Wuchang was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Wu Ji's Su Feng suddenly turned his eyes, his eyes were a little cold, and he continued, "Senior Brother, can you tell me, what did you see when you stared at that silver circle just now?"

"Shut up!" Hei Wuchang's eyes shot out with murderous aura and shouted loudly.

"Senior brother doesn't want to say it, so I'll guess it myself," Wu Ji coughed lightly, coughed up a few drops of blood, and then smiled coldly, "I guess, you saw the thunder falling, covering your head. You want to swing your sword, but it's too late-"

Halfway through his words, he suddenly saw Hei Wuchang on the other side move, so he stopped, and then saw Hei Wuchang stroking the hilt of the Wuchang sword in his hand. At the same time, a gust of cold wind blew into the hole.

Under the impact of the strong wind, Wu Ji's face instantly turned pale again, while Hei Wuchang stood in the distance, but his feet stood on his feet, his broken clothes swung with the wind, his eyes were fierce, and his face showed evil spirits. After a while, he raised his hand and spoke in a low voice, "Third Sword!"
Chapter completed!