The screams were continuous, mixed with bursts of curses——
"Double Jue!"
"Sword Immortal!"
"And you, the stinky monk who tricked me!"
The shattered blood-colored mist rolled under the night sky and gathered again, but it did not stop at all, but flew towards the distance.
However, it only flew less than a hundred meters.
A ray of sword light fell from the sky.
The blood mist was cut apart again.
They were all split into two.
A figure fell from the air, but before it hit the ground, it turned into blood mist again, and flew away at a faster speed.
"Knife Lord!"
In the blood mist, the roar became even more miserable.
However, the speed is also faster.
‘Knife Lord’ looked up, and finally shook his head.
The speed is too fast.
Can't catch up.
If we say who among the nine great masters in the world is the most unpredictable, it is definitely the ‘Sky Demon’.
But the most difficult one among them is the 'blood demon'.
The 'Blood Shadow Demonic Skill' is strange and unpredictable. It is a completely new approach. It does not require training of muscles and bones, only the strengthening of Qi and blood. Moreover, it is rumored that the 'Blood Shadow Demonic Skill' has no upper limit.
As long as the body can hold Qi and blood, it can always become stronger.
But that is the complete 'Blood Shadow Demon Skill', which was lost after the previous generation's 'Blood Demon' caused trouble in the world and was attacked by warriors from all over the world.
The previous generation of 'blood demons', that is, the teachers of this generation of 'blood demons', wanted to complete the 'Blood Shadow Demon Skill', but they also fell short and were beaten to death on an unknown mountain peak by the 'One Emperor' who had just emerged from the world.
And that nameless mountain peak is also called Emperor Treading Bee by people in the world.
It can be said that the previous generation of ‘Blood Demon’ completely fulfilled the reputation of ‘One Emperor’.
As for this generation of ‘blood demons’?
He also sought revenge from the ‘One Emperor’.
However, according to rumors, they just looked at each other, turned around and ran away.
Among the nine great masters in the world, except for the ‘One Emperor’, there is almost no distinction between them.
But faintly, the ‘Blood Demon’ and ‘Celestial Demon’ are at the bottom.
As for which one of the two is weaker?
You'll have to fight between the two to find out.
But with the characteristics of the 'Blood Shadow Demonic Art' and the 'Thousand Faces and Thousands of Immortals Traveling Immortal Sutra', it would be really difficult for two people to fight to the death.
Even the 'Sword Master' tried his best to temporarily trap the 'Celestial Demon'.
Want to kill the other person?
It's difficult.
It would be impossible to do without heavy arrangements.
And now?
There is simply no such opportunity.
That’s what ‘Tian Yao’ is like.
The same goes for ‘Blood Demon’.
The 'Knife Master' who made a quick judgment looked at the 'Happy Buddha'.
‘Happy Buddha’ also saw ‘Knife Lord’.
He looked happy and put his hands together.
"'Knife Lord', are you alright?"
He looked like he was seeing a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and his face showed the joy of seeing him again after a long absence. But his dark eyes made you feel awkward and uncomfortable no matter how you looked at him.
There was even a hint of trembling.
‘Knife Lord’ snorted coldly.
The sharp breath suddenly slashed forward.
Formless, shadowless and soundless.
The young monk took a step to the side.
A thin slash immediately appeared on the hard gravel ground.
Looking at the slash at his feet, the young monk shook his head.
"'Knife Lord', why are you doing this?
I said such a nice greeting, is this what I got in return?"
The young monk seemed unhappy.
"The good 'lion's roar' of Dalin Temple has changed you into such a ghostly thing. The eminent monk who created this secret technique may not be at ease even if he dies. Also...you look so neither human nor ghostly."
nausea."
The 'Knife Master' clenched the handle of the knife and prepared to attack again.
People with different paths do not seek each other.
If he were to say who among the nine great masters in the world he hated the most, the 'Happy Buddha' in front of him would definitely be number one.
If he hadn't been hiding himself all these years, he would have found the other person and had sex with him long ago.
"'Dalin Temple'?
‘Dalin Temple’ has long since disappeared.
I killed all the 1,600 people in the temple!
I also knocked down all the stupas, and the entire temple was burned to the ground by me.
It was removed from my list."
The young monk said in an almost cheering tone.
What?
‘Knife Lord’ was stunned.
'Dalin Temple' is not a small gang or sect. It has been inherited for thousands of years and has produced several real 'arhats'. How could a sect with such a long and astonishing heritage be wiped out?
And, why didn't he know?
Didn't you even hear a little bit of news?
‘Knife Lord’ was surprised in his heart, but the young monk would not miss the opportunity.
Raise your hand and give it a palm.
The phantom that was half Bodhisattva and half demon was photographed with one palm.
boom!
Amidst the huge noise, the wind of the palm roared, and the sword energy was wanton.
Surprise appeared on the young monk's face again.
"'Knife Master', are you injured? That's great!
It seems that although the ‘King Xiaoyao’ has fallen, his death was not in vain!
This little monk will accept your life."
Saying such words, the young monk's hands repeatedly slapped the palms of the demon phantom on the side of the huge phantom, one palm after another, causing the air to explode and the ground to tremble.
‘Knife Lord’ tried his best to deal with it, but gradually fell into a disadvantage.
But ‘Knife Lord’ was not impatient at all.
On the contrary, the 'Knife Lord' with the long sword in his hand defended his whole body with the Night Fight Hidden Sword Style, and then stared at the 'Happy Buddha' in front of him.
The situation in front of him was already beyond his control.
It's not just enemies one after another.
What appears now may be all.
But more likely, the biggest enemy is still hiding behind the scenes.
The only good thing is that he is not alone.
Thinking of this, 'Knife Lord' looked at Feng Feiyu.
There, Feng Feiyu fell into a state of mystery and mystery, danger and danger.
The ‘acupoints’ are full.
Naturally, it is necessary to "learn martial arts and connect with the gods".
However, there are also some barriers to ‘Martial Arts and Spirituality’, which are related to the skills and secret techniques practiced by oneself.
When breaking through the barriers, some things are the same.
For example: You cannot move at will.
It is best to sit cross-legged.
Feng Feiyu is no exception.
Feng Feiyu is good at splitting the air with his palm power.
This is the martial arts passed down from the Feng family and has a whole set of inheritance.
Among them, there is the ‘visualization picture’.
Feng Feiyu had already memorized the Feng family's visualization diagram of 'Splitting the Sky' in his heart. At this time, he acted according to the law, and on the premise that the 'acupoints' were filled, it only took an hour or three to complete.
But this hour and three moments is too long!
One hour and three hours on weekdays only lasts as long as one meal.
And now one hour and three?
It's really fatal.
Looking at the ten figures full of murderous intent approaching her, Feng Feiyu couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly.
He was ready to give up this opportunity.
Although 'martial arts and enlightenment' has always been his goal, standing here motionless and letting others slaughter him is not what he wants.
Even after this interruption, there is a possibility that he will never be able to enter the realm of 'martial arts and spirituality' again in this life, but it is still better than standing here waiting to die.
Feng Feiyu is not from her mother-in-law.
Just do it if you think of it.
But at this moment——
"Cough, cough."
Two coughs sounded in my ears.
The crazy old man who had been huddled in the corner stood up, walked over slowly, and then stood in front of him.
Feng Feiyu was in a hurry.
These ten people were specially arranged by the ‘Happy Buddha’.
The weakest ones are all masters of reshaping the 'bone marrow'.
How could a crazy old man resist?
Feng Feiyu, who had just been immersed in his own semi-real and semi-illusory world, did not notice the two rays of light at all.
He only knew that if the crazy old man stood in front of him, he would really die.
But at this time, he couldn't speak at all.
All he could do was stare.
Then, prepare to speed up your breakthrough and regain your mobility.
"Don't move."
Suddenly the crazy old man spoke.
Turning around, looking at Feng Feiyu, he said very seriously: "Old man, I will be eating and drinking at your house for several days. Although you all want the old man to leave quickly, there is no reason why the old man has to stay here. Even though it is the old man.
It's my own business, but I accept your kindness, so I'm here to help you."
Although the old man's face was dirty, his eyes were extremely bright and clear, and there was still a bit of madness in them.
What surprised Feng Feiyu even more was that the old man stood there without moving, just looking at him, and then raised his hand and waved back.
Whoosh whoosh!
The invisible sword energy was like the autumn wind blowing, and the figures of ten great masters were like fallen leaves being rolled up all over the sky.
Then, he disappeared.
Or rather...
Cut into pieces.
The scarlet autumn rain suddenly fell, adding a sense of desolation and loneliness to the streets and alleys.
Feng Feiyu stared at this scene dumbfounded.
There was disbelief in the eyes of the former purple-clad chief catcher.
He was in disbelief at the scene in front of him.
But what's more is the disbelief in the identity of the old man in front of him.
When she saw the sword energy mixed with the autumn spirit, Feng Feiyu immediately determined the identity of the old man, the "Sword Immortal" Li Youzhi, the head of the Li family in the northern capital.
The opponent’s self-created ‘Ku He Sword Technique’ is so recognizable.
But just because she recognized it, Feng Feiyu couldn't believe it even more.
Because he had only met the ‘Sword Immortal’ Li Youzhi before, with a long sword in his hand and the demeanor of a great master.
It doesn't look this dirty at all.
Moreover, the other party should live in seclusion in ‘Jianlu’.
Why does it appear here?
There is also the ‘Happy Buddha’ that just appeared.
This master of knife use must be the ‘Knife Master’.
Plus 'King Xiaoyao' and...
That one!
More than half of the nine great masters in the world appeared in Beidu?
Feng Feiyu, who always considered himself smart, was a little out of his mind at this time.
But what makes Feng Feiyu even more strange is the attitude of the three top nine masters in front of him——
"Is the 'Sword Immortal' okay? I'm really overjoyed to see the 'Sword Immortal'."
It’s almost a replica of meeting ‘Knife Master’.
The young monk said hello to the 'Sword Immortal' while attacking the 'Knife Lord'.
The 'Sword Immortal' remained silent.
Not the default.
But be vigilant.
alert?
Is there anything else around?
Feng Feiyu subconsciously looked around.
"Swordman, how are you?
You won't be beaten stupid, right?
I saw you acting crazy before."
‘Sword Lord’ drew his sword to defend himself and asked.
As the nine greatest masters in the world, if anyone is closest to the 'Sword Lord', the 'Sword Immortal' is the one who takes the cake.
Twenty years ago, the two of them even traveled to the North together, sharing the sword.
However, after the reputation of the 'couple' emerged, the sword and sword skills were replaced by the 'double skills'.
"You were beaten stupid, you XXX has two knives!"
‘Sword Immortal’ exports well.
The 'Sword Immortal' at this time did not have the slightest bit of extreme master or grand master bearing, and was just like a street kid that could be seen everywhere on the street, but he revealed a kind of truth.
"You shouldn't have come."
Suddenly, the 'Sword Immortal' spoke.
"I don't want to come either."
‘Knife Lord’ sighed.
"But you still came."
The 'Sword Immortal' also sighed.
"When people are in the arena, they can't help themselves - I thought it was just a situation that I had control over once, but who knew that it would eventually turn into a life-or-death battle hanging by a thread."
‘Knife Lord’ is full of helplessness.
"I used to be as naive as you, so I became like this."
There was sadness in the eyes of the 'Sword Immortal'.
"Is the Li family finished?"
‘Knife Lord’ looked startled.
"Well, they are all dead."
The 'Sword Immortal' nodded.
‘Knife Lord’ was silent.
After a few seconds, the 'Sword Master' waved a ten-meter-long sword light, forced back the Rakshasa shadow of the 'Happy Buddha', and then retreated directly to the side of the 'Sword Immortal'.
"Sorry, I'm late."
'Knife Lord' started to bleed from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.
Obviously, the knife just made the injury of ‘Knife Master’ worse.
Originally he didn't need to do this.
However, 'Knife Lord' thought he had to do this.
He must come to his friends immediately and say sorry.
Otherwise, I will feel unhappy.
So, he did it.
Even if it makes him more injured at this moment.
"It's not your fault, no need to apologize, and...
You are here now.
It’s not too late!”
After the 'Sword Immortal' said angrily, his face became serious. He looked at the 'Happy Buddha', and the light in his eyes became sharper at this moment.
The 'Knife Master' sensed his friend's thoughts and immediately stood beside his friend with a knife.
"Hahaha!
The ‘Sword Immortal’ and the ‘Sword Lord’ have arrived.
It’s really gratifying and joyful.”
The young monk laughed loudly. At this time, the monk no longer had the worldliness and extraordinaryness before, but only had a kind of extreme joy and madness. He laughed loudly.
He laughed so hard that he couldn't help but laugh.
Laughing so hard that I held my stomach.
I laughed so hard that tears came out.
It seemed like he was going crazy laughing.
But the laughter suddenly stopped.
The young monk stood up again.
He looked at the 'Sword Lord' and 'Sword Immortal', and said in an extremely cold tone: "Sure enough, just as that person expected, you will definitely die together.
The young monk lost the bet.
The first time the monk lost the bet, he worked for him for twenty years.
This time the monk lost the bet and had to work for him for another twenty years.
Do you think it’s funny or not?”
In the midst of questioning.
The figures of Bodhisattva and Rakshasa grew taller again.
From more than five meters, it increased to ten meters, and then slowly stopped.
Moreover, the phantom that was half Bodhisattva and half Rakshasa turned out to be real.
No longer a shadow.
But alive.
At the same time, the Bodhisattva, who pinched his fingers and lowered his eyebrows, opened his eyes slightly and looked at the 'Sword Lord' and 'Sword Immortal'. In his eyes that should have been compassionate, there was deep anger.
Not to mention the other half of the Rakshasa.
"kill!"
Different voices came from this huge sound.
Two pairs of huge palms clapped down.
‘Knife Lord’ and ‘Sword Immortal’ laughed loudly.
Then, the swords came out.
In the flash of light and shadow, the swords merged and unleashed unprecedented power.
