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Gu Frisbee sat on the edge of the waterhole, running Xuan Gong to repair the injured body, the muscles all over his body were surging silently, and the claw marks on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The five qi in the chest vibrated in the viscera, and between Gu Fei's chest and abdomen, there was a faint sound of thunder, and the blood stasis in the viscera was forced out and discharged from the body through the pores.

However, just as Gu Fei was healing, an almost transparent sword light, like a transparent ripple, quickly slashed through the void and silently slashed towards the back of Gu Fei's neck.

There was no warning, let alone any fluctuation of sword qi, and that sword light, as if it had escaped between heaven and earth, did not cause any abnormalities.

If it was an ordinary cultivator, it would be difficult for the five senses and six senses to perceive the existence of this sword light, and they would inevitably be strangled by that sword light, and they would not even know what was going on when they died.

However, Gu Fei is different, what he cultivates is not Taoism, but "martial arts".

When the martial arts are practiced to a high place, it is a touch of Bing, a feeling, and the qi machine around the body is always sensing the surrounding qiē, even if the wind blows, it will be immediately perceived.

Just when the invisible sword light suddenly appeared and attacked Gu Fei, Gu Fei, who was coiled on the ground, immediately felt that the skin on the back of his neck was violently numb, as if he had been stabbed by a cold and piercing needle, and a cool breath suddenly rushed up from the tail vertebrae, along the spine dragon, all the way to the top of the head Baihui, Gu Fei's pores exploded instantly.

"Not good!" Gu Fei was shocked, he didn't think about it, his body slammed forward, and at this moment, an almost transparent sword light flew past Gu Fei's scalp.

A tuft of hair fell from the air

The next moment, Gu Fei's body turned over like a python, rolled out to the side, and stood up from the ground in an instant. He hurriedly touched the back of his neck and gasped.

It was only then that Gu Fei felt the faint killing force coming from the distant woods. Someone sneaks up on him, trying to kill him instantly.

The invisible sword light turned in the air, and then silently shot back, flying into the opposite woods, and then, a Tsing Yi Daoist walked out of the opposite woods.

"Who are you?" Gu Fei had already vaguely guessed the origin of this Tsing Yi Dao person, among the three major Dao Sects, only the people of the Guangcheng Immortal Sect cultivated the Dao of Sword Immortals.

Seeing the people of the Three Great Dao Gates, Gu Fei was immediately relieved, he knew that the Ruin Heaven Realm had not been resealed, and the ten-day period had not yet passed.

Although this person wanted to kill himself, Gu Fei was still very happy.

The person who suddenly attacked Gu Fei was none other than the Taoist in Tsing Yi who had been watching from the sidelines. The appearance of this Taoist in Tsing Yi is between thirty and forty years old, his eyes are open and closed, and he is full of light.

The whole person was like an unsheathed divine weapon, and the vague sword qi was surging in him, and his killing intent towards Gu Fei was undisguised.

"You don't need to know who I am, because, in my eyes, you are already a dead man. The middle-aged Taoist said indifferently, his face was still light and light, as if he was talking about something that was no longer ordinary.

This middle-aged Taoist, extremely strong, pressed towards Gu Fei step by step, the momentum on his body gradually increased with his footsteps, and the vague edge on the Taoist's body began to be revealed, like a divine weapon, slowly pulling out of the scabbard.

The long hair of the Taoist was windless, the green shirt on his body swayed slightly, and there seemed to be a clear wind around his body, which was definitely not a clear wind, but an extremely powerful invisible sword qi.

"Hmph, if you want to kill me, it's up to you?" Gu Fei couldn't help but sneer, and the next moment, a vast force burst out from Gu Fei's body, and colorful qi swirled around his body.

Gu Fei's eyes shot out two rays of materialized light, shining on the middle-aged Daoist who was approaching, and a monstrous murderous aura swept out from him, filling every inch of space.

The temperature around them dropped dramatically, and even under the scorching sun, a chill lingered around the deep pool of the waterfall.

"Stop pretending, the battle between you and that demon beast just now, I watched it from beginning to end, and I didn't let go of every detail, you ...... It's already been hit hard!" the middle-aged Taoist said disdainfully.

"Really?" Gu Fei still looked calm, and even a smile appeared on his face. Yes, he was hit hard in the battle with the demon beast, but the other party seemed to have overlooked the most important point, that is, Gu Fei was not a cultivator, but a martial artist.

In this cultivation world of the Vacant Continent, where the martial arts have completely declined, there are few people who still know the horror of a martial artist who has achieved cultivation.

The middle-aged Taoist doesn't seem to know this either.

The vast vitality in Gu Fei's body had already suppressed the injury, but in fact, his strength had not decreased much, and he was still fighting strongly. The body of a warrior is extremely strong, and it is not something that a cultivator can imagine.

On the surface, Gu Fei was constantly hit by the demon beast and vomited blood and retreated, and his injuries were very serious, but the huge vitality surging between the muscles, bones, and even the viscera, and the flesh and blood, and even the huge vitality surging between the viscera, flesh, and bones, Gu Fei's injuries can be said to heal with the injury, although it does not heal all at once, but it is indeed getting better quickly.

"You are exhausted, but I am full of vitality, the end is already doomed, you should die obediently!" The middle-aged Taoist continued to destroy Gu Fei's fighting spirit with words.

At this time, the middle-aged Taoist had already come to a place less than four feet in front of Gu Fei and stopped.

However, his words did not play any misleading role in Gu Fei, and Gu Fei's mental firmness was unimaginable to ordinary people.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, there is so much nonsense there! Could it be that the people of the Guangcheng Immortal Sect only know how to grind their mouths?" Gu Fei looked at the middle-aged Taoist with disdain and said.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged Daoist stopped talking, and took a step forward directly, and in an instant, his body revealed Dao ripples, and his figure blurred for a while, as if he had turned into a sharp sword, and rushed towards Gu Fei.

At this moment, the middle-aged Taoist is the sword, and the sword is the middle-aged Taoist.

"Human and sword unity?" Gu Fei was taken aback when he saw this, the other party's cultivation realm seemed to be terrifyingly high, and he was definitely a rare kendo master.

If you meet this guy outside the ruins, I'm afraid that you will be killed by this person in one face. Fortunately, the power of the Ruin Heaven Realm suppressed the strength of the sword master in front of him, so that he could only exert the power to awaken my Nine Heavens.

This has to be said to be Gu Fei's luck.

"Hum!" A crisp sword roar came from the middle-aged Taoist in Tsing Yi who seemed to be incarnated as a sword, and the faint and unreal figure, like a sharp sword breaking through the sky, burst out a powerful and incomparable sword qi fluctuation, where the sword edged, the void was about to be divided.

"The softest in the world is water, the water is immeasurable!" Gu Fei let out a low snort, his right fist pushed forward, and the aqua blue aura suddenly surged out from the front of his fist.

The power of the water line was surging, and it instantly met the middle-aged Taoist who was united with the human sword and the impact of the divine sword.

Under Gu Fei's punch, it seemed to attract monstrous water, and the power of the water line was fluctuating and shaking, constantly blocking and wearing, guiding the astonishing sword qi that was exuded above the faint and unreal body.

The middle-aged Taoist directly rushed into Gu Fei's fist, silently breaking through the surging fist, and the sword blade pointed directly at Gu Fei, no matter how Gu Fei blocked and guided, he couldn't stop the middle-aged Taoist's pace.

"Boom!" Gu Fei's fist collided with the middle-aged Daoist's incarnated divine sword, making a loud noise.

The vast water fist strength collapsed in an instant, and the incomparable sword qi also collapsed at the same time, and the space on one side shook violently, and the ground between the two was bombarded out of a big crater by the invisible force that came out.

Gu Fei retreated, and the middle-aged Taoist could no longer remain in the state of the unity of man and sword, and the faint figure became clear.

"It's surprising that you still have such strength!" said the middle-aged Daoist in surprise, and at the same time, an almost transparent sword light rushed out from the magic weapon bag on the Daoist's waist.

This sword light silently swirled around the Daoist's body, and Gu Fei recognized it at a glance, just now, this guy used this sword light to sneak attack him.

"A sword in hand, breaking through all ten thousand laws, an invisible flying sword!" In the soft shouts of the middle-aged Taoist, the almost transparent sword light that swirled around the Taoist's body immediately grew silently, piercing the void and strangling towards Gu Fei.

"Why can't you sense the fluctuation of the sword qi?" Gu Fei saw that sword light flying towards him like lightning, but what shocked him was that such a powerful sword light did not reveal a trace of sword qi, which made him wonder if this seemingly transparent sword light was transformed by a flying sword.

The sword path cultivated by the middle-aged Taoist is very peculiar, the sword light is invisible, and there is no trace of sword qi, which is unguardable, and it is no wonder that Gu Fei was almost injured under this sword light just now.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the sword yuan in his body was suppressed by the Ruin Heaven Realm, the sword light of this flying sword of the middle-aged Taoist could be caught to the point that it could not be captured by the naked eye.

Because, what he cultivated was a peculiar sword path in the Guangcheng Immortal Sect, called the Invisible Flying Sword. However, the cultivation of this middle-aged Taoist was suppressed in the realm of awakening me, and in the realm of the ruins of the sky, it was difficult to perform the killing moves that were invisible and traceless, and the flying sword was shadowless.

Gu Fei's almost ** body burst out with brilliant light, and the person jumped up like a dragon, stepped on eight desolate steps, and retreated to the side.

"Snort!" There was a soft sound, and where Gu Fei was standing, a sword mark more than ten zhang long appeared, and as far as the sword light went, the dirt and stones all turned into dust.

Gu Fei was seriously injured in the end, and his movements were not as fast as before, and he faced the battle with his injured body, and it was difficult to resist the invisible flying sword of the middle-aged Taoist, and he was finally forced to flee.

This is a helpless move, when Gu Fei was fighting the demon beasts, his divine thoughts consumed Yan zhòng, which was no longer enough to open the inner space in the Mud Pill Palace again to guide the power of the inner space and get rid of the suppression of the Ruin Heaven Realm.

However, the middle-aged man's desire to kill him is tantamount to a fool's dream.

He had no choice but to retreat, this time, Gu Fei was making a wedding dress for others, which made him so depressed that he almost spurted out another mouthful of blood.

Needless to ask, the heavenly treasure behind the waterfall must have fallen into the hands of this middle-aged Taoist who took advantage of the fisherman, who was despicable and shameless and a bastard.

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