Unexpectedly, Yaowu first had to deal with the captain of the guard, the lurking bloodthirsty killer. One step was like the wind, and the blade fell down, which was the center of the guard's eyebrows. Before the tip of the knife reached, blood had already flowed out of the skin between the eyebrows.

"This is a fierce sword intent, and it cannot be defeated." As a bloodthirsty killer, the captain of the guard has such rich experience in fighting with others. He made the quick decision, made the most appropriate judgment, and retreated.

"Peng!"

A sword seemed light, but the sword intent was strong, and the place where the guard captain was just now was shattered immediately. If one sword fails, the Yaowu sword rolls up, and a tornado energy suddenly appears on the ground. The ground instantly collapses for several feet, heading towards the retreating bloodthirsty killer. With the qi on the sword alone, the ground has cracked for several feet, and the sword energy still has both power. Yaowu's skills are indeed profound.

The wounded body, facing Yaowu, who had regained his sword, the guard captain had to concentrate on facing him and dodged several times, but Yaowu just waved the sword in his hand and forced him to dodge with his sword energy, and followed him to kill the enemy with his sword. His purpose was two, first, to waste his physical strength, and second, to force him to use his internal strength, so that the blood in his broken arm could no longer be supported, and to waste him to death.

After dodging back and forth several times, the captain of the guard looked at the people in the distance without any intention of taking action, and knew that these people had already become hostile to him when his identity was exposed. If it weren't for the time being Yaowu, he would have been impatient to kill him.

"Hmph, I want to see if we have a loss first, how can I let you get what you want?" The captain of the guard thought and rushed towards the five people on the side.

The demon's eyes shot out of the demon's light, and the corner of his mouth sneered: "Hehe, I've expected that you are so vicious and want to come over. Are you qualified?"

As soon as the words came, the demon took action, condensed his true energy with his fingers and pressed it in front of him. The captain of the guard who rushed to the way was alert. He seemed to have a wall in front of him. But when he looked closely, a palm was coming to his face. Although the palm was a bit illusory, it should not be underestimated. What's more, the demon's skills were greatly misplaced with the information he had obtained before. Condensing to reality was only possible by a master of refining gods and ignorance. Now the palm has been formed but illusory, which means that the demon has stepped into that field with half of his foot.

However, to everyone's surprise, even though the palms condensed in the void were seen, the captain of the guard seemed to have not seen it, and rushed over in a diameter. Isn't he really afraid of the injury or injury? Just as everyone was confused, the change suddenly broke out. The captain of the guard suddenly spitted a mouthful of blood forward, and the bright red blood stained the red palm print, and the illusory palm print under the blood actually showed signs of solidification.

"This---." Everyone was surprised and surprised.

The guard's face seemed to be much pale, and he instantly realized that this person had used his hard work to activate the palm print to solidify it. However, his real purpose is still unknown. Using his hard work to activate the palm print for no reason is already a serious injury to his body. Could it be that he would have to seek death?

However, the captain's face flashed with strange looks, and his figure was like a fish swimming in the water. He stroked his one arm and soft strength radiated from his palm, which turned the palm prints made by the demon into his own.

"What a weird martial art." The couple frowned. He had never seen anyone who could turn the moves made by others into his own use. Because others' true energy is different, forcibly taking them for themselves will only hurt himself.

When the demon demon opened his eyes, the murderous aura on his body became even colder. He was so brave that he actually took his skills for himself. This was a naked humiliation. He raised his palm and wanted to raise another palm, but he saw that the two people next to him were still in motion, so he forced his murderous intention to press down his inner murderous intention, but the true energy in his palm had not dissipated.

Like a swaying fish's body and palm print, he used the backhand to push the palm print, just like the substantial palm print pushing back towards Yaowu. When he learned that the half-step return of the empty power was helpful, the guard captain immediately activated his whole body of skill to inject into the palm print, making the palm print more solid. The solid palm print was like a demon clutch outside the sky, and was filled with the power. I don't know what method this person used to actually make the power of this palm print rise to the realm of returning to the virtual realm.

"Silly, I thought the palm print that catalyzes the realm of returning to the void and thinks it can compete with me? Even if I was injured before, if I don't reach the void and return to the void, everything should be useless." Yaowu suddenly stopped, and his body of martial breath flowed through his internal organs, spitting out his internal breath. He did not avoid or dodge, and chopped down with one knife, and breathed on the knife.

A terrible scene appeared.

At the front end of the knife, the palm print hovered in front like time has stopped.

"This is----."

"How is that possible!"

Everyone changed their color. Yaowu's skills at this time seemed calm and could stop the fierce palm prints and even show signs of disintegration. The solid palm prints were now like a piece of ice meeting the brilliance of the scorching sun, melting.

"Return to Xu!" Zhang Kaifeng saw this scene and fell into deep thought. Old Mo once told him why a master in the realm of Return to Xu is stronger than a master in the God Transformation. In addition to his difficulty in matching his skills, his understanding of martial arts is even more different. The master in the God Transformation is like a stream in a mountain stream, while the master in the Huanxu is like a river. The difference accumulated creates completely different powers.

Condensing the virtual into reality, transforming the real into nothing. The six words obtained by the master of restoration are "virtual and real" and "condensing the real". The arbitrary changes between the virtual and the real will make the masters of the God-transforming God-transforming, not to mention that it is not easy to integrate the virtual and the real into their own martial arts. Different personal understandings are different, and copying them will turn into a dilemma of painting dragons, tigers and dogs.

At this time, what Yaowu showed was the realm of transformation into nothingness. Seeing that the palm prints he had taken with great effort were about to be completely eliminated, the guard captain changed color, but how could he be easily broken by the other party?

"The Evil God Sacrifice!" Having reached this point, the guard captain had no choice but to spray a few mouthfuls of blood again and pour out his palm prints, and catalyzed it with his own Yuangong again. The palm print that was about to collapse actually condensed again. With a long roar like a shrill ghost, he pushed out the palm prints with one arm.

The mud block under Yaowu's heels shattered, and the sword also showed signs of shaking for the first time under the empty palm print, but it was only a moment. With the wrist holding the knife, the tip of the knife calmed down from the blade. In the horrified gaze of the guard captain, Yaowu also made a move to respond.

"On the battlefield!"

With a light shout, Yaowu Neiyuan lifted, and a clanging sound came from the sword. As his skills improved, a fierce general on the battlefield was galloping on the battlefield, and the sword intention also rose. He crossed the battlefield and saw that the army and horses behind him were in a uniform manner, and the roaring sound was like fighting on the battlefield.

"Peng!"

The palm print was broken by horse's hooves in the crisscrossing battlefield. In the flying blood, a person was seen flying backwards like a kite with broken strings. However, at the moment he landed on the ground, he rushed into the distance with the force.

However, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the captain of the guard. The person in front of him waved his sword lightly, and a cold arc appeared in the void. The sword light passed by the captain of the guard's chest, but it also made the captain of the guard change his color and quickly took a step back.

The sword thunder thundered, the ground shattered, and an arc-shaped sword mark appeared on the ground.

"What do you mean?" The captain of the guard's eyes flashed and asked at the person in front of him: "We are still in cooperation."

The person who intercepted was Zhang Kaifeng. He held the sword in one hand and was carrying it behind his back. His eyes were cold and he smiled disdainfully: "Discussing cooperation with a bloodthirsty killer is no different from a skinny tiger. Do you think we will be as stupid as you? Let you leave here, you are daydreaming."

"You---you will pay the price for this." The captain of the guard said angrily, "Even if I want me to die, I will bring you to bury you."

Unexpectedly, the captain of the guard just threatened and just let out a false palm and fled far away.

Zhang Kaifeng broke the palm force with a sword, and the corner of his mouth was cold, and disappeared in an instant. Then, an extremely fast sword light shone in the eyes of the guard captain. The god of death came. The guard captain gritted his teeth, used all his skills to use one arm, and blasted forward.

However, the sword light was as fast as an instant, so it was so unpredictable to the naked eye that even with all his strength, he could not escape death. A wave of blood spilled, one arm was hanging in the air, and one person had already left without looking back with the head of the blood-stained sword. A blood mark appeared under the throat of the guard captain, and dust fell unwillingly.
Chapter completed!