The two demons of the Nine Nether Sect also had a change of heart, and each showed their own weapons, a jade-white strange-shaped bone weapon, and a Pluto sword that was as black as the underworld.
"Nine Nether Sacred Bone Evil Soldiers, Devil Weeping Pluto Sword, these two are really the remnants of the evil cult." The stern man waved his swords and spoke out words that were chilling to the bone.
"Your sword is curved like a crescent moon. Could it be the twin moon-breaking blades? You are Ouyang Zhilong, the famous heaven-level killer of the 'Assassin' Heaven Alliance'."
When Yin Yi, one of the two demons of Jiuyou Sect, saw the other party showing off his weapon, he told the origin of the person next to Feng Lian Dao in one word.
Ouyang Zhilong, who was holding the two-handed blade, had a cold look in his eyes, unable to comment and said nothing. Then he raised his hands, and the double blades emitted repeated cold light. His tough body remained, and his whole body exuded a raging fighting spirit.
Absolutely.
The old demon master of Nanshan, Zi Ming, looked at the two blades in Ouyang Zhilong's hands with gleaming eyes, and said calmly: "No traitor Ouyang Zhilong who appeared in the 'Tiantian Alliance' a year ago will appear here.
This surprised a certain family, but I wonder if Miss Guo, who has always been in sympathy with this Ouyang killer, is also here."
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when Gong Ziming mentioned Miss Guo, Ouyang Zhilong's tiger eyes shot out an even more chilling light, as if the light was going to pierce the person in front of him.
Feng Liandao, who was behind Ouyang Zhilong, couldn't help but frown when he saw this. He patted the shoulder of the cold and arrogant Chen Xiong in front of him with his right hand, then took a step and said to the young master: "Since you have found out the truth, a certain
The family doesn’t hide anything. Yes, this virtuous couple is living in a humble home. If the father-in-law still wants to use force, then a certain family will sacrifice his life to accompany him."
After Feng Lian Dao finished speaking, he stopped talking. A pair of eyes as deep as the sea could not help shooting out a chilling light. The aura of his whole body was like a calm sinking sea. It was impossible to tell the depth, just the calm face.
He showed extremely strong self-confidence.
Young Master Ming smiled strangely. How could he, who was as cunning as a fox, easily give up the opportunity to capture the fat Taoist priest and brother? He stepped in front of the ravine drawn by Ouyang Zhilong.
His body swayed, and he shot out like a sharp arrow towards the fat Taoist priest who was snoring like thunder.
"Those who step into this boundary will die." When Ouyang Zhilong saw this, he was furious. He swung his double blades with an unparalleled thunder aura and rushed towards the young master Ming. Before anyone arrived, the double blades turned into a pair of
He stood in front of Gongzi Ming like a blade.
A stunning cold light cut through the silent night, and then another sword light shot out of the sky.
Ouyang Zhilong's figure was already in front of Gongzi Ming. He wielded his double blades in his hands and struck the opponent with cold light. The sword energy was shocking, and the cold light bloomed in the night sky with dazzling brilliance.
"嗗嗗?????????", the harsh sound of piercing the sky was intertwined in the night sky, the cold light was like light, and the sword wind was dense. The cold and arrogant Ouyang Zhilong was speechless, and his hands kept turning over and flying in the wind.
With the sharp blade in his hand, the energy of the sword surged towards Gongzi Ming as fast as a point of light.
Mr. Gongzi Ming's eyes were slightly focused. He did not expect that Ouyang Zhilong would hit him just by saying a word. Although this was just to verify a guess in his mind, it was only a verification action.
But it has already been implemented.
No matter how swaying his figure was, he was also using strange footwork, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, easily dodging Ouyang Zhilong's powerful sword attack.
There was a "boom", and the place where Gongzi Ming stood just now was filled with flying sand and rocks, and two or three straight ravines suddenly appeared in front of him.
When Ouyang Zhilong saw that the opponent had avoided his attack, he swung his two swords again. Suddenly, the double blades were as fast as windmills, splitting the sky and breaking the earth, and forced himself towards Gongzi Ming again.
Young Master Ming's face turned cold. The other party saw him retreating but still didn't stop. His aura suddenly became furious, and a breath that destroyed the world spontaneously emerged. However, he saw his feet stepping down with strange footwork, and his palms turned into
Heavy palm shadows were captured in the light of the swords.
For a moment, there were repeated flashes of swords, heavy palm shadows, a cold and arrogant figure, and a lonely and shabby figure sometimes intertwined and sometimes separated. The two of them were merciless in their attacks, and they used their lifelong skills.
However, the two demons of the Jiuyou Sect who were watching the battle were thinking all over the place. They marveled at the amazing martial arts skills of both sides. This was the first time they had seen the middle-aged shabby scribe take action, and they were also impressed by his strange body skills and superb palm skills.
They were so breathtaking. They were even more afraid of Leng Xiong who was holding a pair of sword-like weapons. If they were to confront each other, it would definitely be a life-or-death situation.
Yinyi's ghost eyes also looked at the middle-aged man who stood with his hands behind his back and a calm expression. He had been guessing the identity of the other person. He only heard something from the conversation between the other person and the shabby scribe in the fierce battle.
Lin Banzhao only knew the surnames of these two people. He had always been very familiar with these people in the world, but at this moment he could not guess the identities of these two people. This made him very annoyed. As for the two people holding the two hands,
Ouyang Zhilong of Moon Dawn Blade had an encounter with him. He had not seen this person at that time. It was not until he saw this unique weapon that he guessed the identity of the stern man.
Just as he was thinking about it, he felt that the breath everywhere suddenly surged like a tsunami, and he took a closer look again.
But I saw the sword light flowing one after another, and the cold light turned into puncture marks and shrouded the shabby scribe, while the shabby scribe controlled the changes in the wind and clouds.
The surging and striking energy flew everywhere, and the momentum of breaking rocks and cracking the ground stirred the vast night like a violent storm. The wind was howling and the night was sighing.
It seems that there are only two figures fighting between the heaven and the earth. One person has two swords, and the cold light of the swords appears, and the shadows of the swords are like dazzling cold lights. The other person has two palms, a pair of fleshy palms to withstand the powerful force.
His cold sword energy was like a dragon roaring out of the blue sea, surging wildly across the sky.
In the silent night, there were only the dull sounds, not the sound of metal interlacing, but the dull sounds made by a pair of fleshy palms hitting the back of the knife. From time to time, there were bursts of harsh wind chirping sounds, it was them.
The sound of the infuriating energy bursting out and colliding together, and the undulating sound of deep sleep and snoring, were from the fat Taoist priest who was deeply asleep, unaware of the danger.
The pitch-black night seemed to be filled with more intense ink, and the surroundings were shrouded in an even more heart-stopping darkness, as if death was like the underworld, or as heavy as the hell of the Nine Netherworlds and Ten Palaces.
The two who were fighting fiercely were both top masters in today's martial arts world, and the person watching the battle was also an extraordinary person. Only the vast night, for no apparent reason, was still marching forward across the sky and plains.
Suddenly, the flowing sword light turned into the wings of the boundless and cold light of Ao Ye, and the repeated sword lights tore through Mo Ye's ferociousness, just like Ouyang Zhilong's body was inserted with holy wings like a crescent moon, carrying it with him.
The breath of death roared toward Gong Ziming.
"Twin awning wings of the flowing light and dark moon." Upon seeing this, Young Master Ming showed a solemn look in his eyes. Facing the powerful and fierce move, the prestigious Nanshan old demon immediately made an immediate decision and became extremely angry.
A breath that hit the sky and the earth surged out from his body, and his palms kept flipping over quickly. Suddenly, two arrogant auras burst out from his palms like a tsunami.
Then, he went straight towards the flowing dark moon light on his wings.
The aura bursting out from Gong Ziming's palms was like two tyrannosaurs roaring to the nine heavens and the earth, and the Nanshan old demon with such a shocking aura, full of black hair, flew freely behind his head without any wind.
With those waving palms and roaring energy, the body that was originally like a shabby scribe has undergone earth-shaking changes at this moment. The solemn and solemn expression looks like the demeanor of a great master. The wild energy turns into an arrogant person.
The dragon that rushes into the night, its skillful moves are no less impressive than the twinkling lights of its wings.
"The Canghai Jade Shenglong's Crazy Dragon Goes to the Sea." Ouyang Zhilong shouted in a deep voice without changing his momentum, and his sharp and cold eyes revealed the origin of the energy that hit him.
Following Ouyang Zhilong's deep shout, two waves of heaven-destroying energy were intertwined in an instant.
The dazzling light was like an explosion in an instant, followed by a loud thundering sound that resounded through the wilderness for a long time.
After the light, the loud noise stopped, and the two proud figures remained motionless.
The wind was as crazy as drunkenness, the night was as dark as ink and as silent as death, the people were mad and the sword was awe-inspiring. Only the thunderous snoring broke the beautiful and tragic night.
With a cold and proud body and two swords that raised a cold light, Ouyang Zhilong stood motionless, like a majestic ancient pine.
The wind is blowing, the clothes are falling off, and a lonely and shabby figure is showing an extraordinary temperament at this moment. The slightly lonely back standing with hands behind his hands is exuding an elusive atmosphere at this time, like sighing or feeling sad.
breath, or other feelings.
The three people watching the battle at this moment did not care about the outcome of the battle. The two hostile parties waited quietly as if they had a tacit understanding.
Feng Lian Dao, an ordinary man in civilian clothes with a warm smile but extremely confident face, remained in the same posture, while the eyes of the two men in black ghost masks behind him could not help but flash with surprise.
Everything was so quiet, except for the thunderous snoring, the sighs at night seemed to come so late, and the lightless night seemed so creepy.
"Crack", an imperceptible sound suddenly came. Ouyang Zhilong, who was holding a crescent scimitar in his hand, suddenly swayed, and a dead branch under his feet was broken by him. And the hands raised by his hands
The knife fell to the ground like it was not supported, and the swaying and trembling body retreated. The two swords turned over and thrust into the ground, supporting his proud and unyielding figure.
With a "pop" sound, at the same time, Gong Ziming spurted out a mouthful of blood, turning into a bloody mist in the dark night, and a strong smell of blood spread out in a moment.
Whether it was surprise or surprise, the two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds, but both ended up losing.
Feng Lian Dao's gaze was focused, and it passed in an instant, but this scene was still captured by the thoughtful Yin Yi. He already knew the identity of the ordinary man in common clothes opposite him. As soon as he guessed the identity, he suddenly felt
He was also shocked. But when he recalled the conversation between the two people and looked at the battle between Ouyang Zhilong and that Gongzi Ming, he had a plan in mind.
Feng Lian Dao calmly looked at Ouyang Zhilong, who was unable to fall due to the pair of swords. At the same time, he faintly felt a hint of danger coming suddenly.
An unpleasant feeling suddenly came to his mind. Just as the thought arose, he saw a black figure rushing towards him with a strange aura. It was Yin Yi, one of the two demons of the Nine Nether Sect.
He suddenly received a message from the Nanshan old demon Master Ming, so he risked his life and launched a sneak attack on Feng Lian Dao.
Facing this sudden sneak attack from a dark shadow, Feng Lian Dao's expression remained the same, with his calm face and confident smile still showing.
Yin Yi, who had launched a sneak attack on him, was stunned. At that moment, his movements had slowed down by half a minute.
The Sword of Hades, as dark as night in his hand, stabbed straight at Feng Lian Dao with a sharp roar.
There was no light in the dark night, and there was only a sound of piercing the sky, and with a creepy ghostly aura, it shot towards Feng Lian Dao. Although it only hesitated for half a breath, it still moved quickly. The ghost-like black figure
, with a pair of ferocious and bloodthirsty cruelty, numerous ghosts, and the dark and lightless Pluto Sword is the command card of the King of Hell.
This incident happened so fast, so fast that people were caught off guard. Ouyang Zhilong, who was leaning on his sword, felt the sudden abnormality. He twisted his eyes to focus, and the sharp light emitted from his eyes could not be concealed.
He had a strong murderous intention, but his depressed look meant that he had no way to prevent this accident from happening at the moment.
"Sure enough", Gongzi Ming saw all this. He had planned all this. He did not expect that the rumors in the world were true. After the battle between Feng Lian Dao and Wan Yan Wudi, he lost
No matter how high his cultivation level is, without internal strength, he is still a tiger without teeth.
Yin Yi's long sword stabbed Feng Lian Dao's chest in an instant, but what greeted him was Feng Lian Dao's extremely ordinary fist.
The faint sword light suddenly appeared, but Feng Lian Dao, who was still smiling confidently, raised his right fist and struck directly at the faint sword light.
Ordinary fists came with an inexplicable momentum, and a pair of Feng Lian Dao with sharp tiger eyes had a smile on his face, and the natural charm of martial arts was ready to go.
Suddenly, Yin Yi felt as if the long sword in his hand was piercing into the endless dark sky. There was no collision of any energy, but there was a strange resistance that froze the dark long sword in his hand.
Yinyi's horrified eyes looked at the long sword in his hand, which was frozen and unable to move. What kind of weird technique was this? It did not rely on his own internal strength at all, but only relied on inexplicable moves based on his understanding of the martial arts realm.
The long black sword that was frozen in the night sky, and the man in black with a horrified look in his eyes also seemed to be frozen in place. The majesty of the endless martial arts was even more intense than the darkness of the night.
A thought suddenly flashed in my mind. The Feng Lian Dao, which had lost its inner strength, could not be underestimated. The majesty brought about by the incipient charm of martial arts that looked down on the world and pierced the sky was something that ordinary warriors could not infringe upon.