On the long and narrow sheep intestine path, Mu Xiaojiu and Yan Shisan stood on both sides, facing each other from afar.

"Huh, Thirteen, although I know that you can't show mercy, I can't help but say something...... Be merciful. Mu Xiaojiu said with a wry smile.

Yan Shisan looked at Mu Xiaojiu and shook his head slightly, "No." ”

"Day ......" Mu Xiaojiuqiang resisted the urge to complain and waved his sleeves, "Come on, remember to aim at the heart, don't go to other places." ”

"Okay." Yan Shisan nodded.

He looked at Mu Xiaojiu, suddenly raised the sword finger in his right hand, and pointed out at Mu Xiaojiu.

Mu Xiaojiu took a deep breath, his right palm suddenly raised, and then he grabbed it into a fist in front of him.

He didn't punch, just clenched his fist, and as a result, the wind howled, and the torrent of sword qi instantly emerged, like a long divine dragon, circling and cruising in front of Mu Xiaojiu's body, ready to attack.

Strange to say, Yan Thirteen's sword was very strange, even beyond all the two people's previous assumptions about this fifteenth sword.

Different from the pitch-black, cold, and murderous intent of the fourteenth sword, in comparison, this fifteenth sword looked extremely ordinary, even as if it had no killing intent, just the most ordinary and ordinary sword light.

Not only is it different from the two people's assumptions, but even this sword is likely to be different from the fifteenth sword that should have appeared. This sword turned out to be very ordinary, colorless and transparent, crystal clear.

In other words, this sword is actually more like an ordinary sword light in a sense. Because whether it looked or in Mu Xiaojiu's feelings, this sword was not even as good as the first sword among the thirteen deadly swords.

However, the more this sword was like this, the more Mu Xiaojiu didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, this fifteenth sword could never be weaker than the first sword.

At this moment, a word suddenly popped out of Mu Xiaojiu's heart: "Back to basics".

This is probably a manifestation of the legendary return to basics.

The sound of the big sound, the elephant is invisible, the great success is lacking, and the great ingenuity is clumsy.

Mu Xiaojiu could only hold Yuan Shouyi in this regard, cheer up, deal with it carefully, and dare not be careless.

The speed of the sword light does not seem to be fast, but in fact, the short distance between the two is only fleeting for the sword light, and in a blink of an eye, the sword light has already "slowly" come to Mu Xiaojiu's body.

The torrent of sword qi surged up frantically and frantically, like a pack of wolves waiting for a tiger, intending to tear this sword light apart, or even turn it into powder.

However, the tiger is a tiger after all, and the tiger descends the mountain and is unstoppable.

The sword light finally touched the torrent of sword qi, and it was as if the red-hot iron met the solid ice, and the ice would instantly disintegrate with the sound of "stabbing and stabbing". The moment it touched the sword light, the torrent of sword qi suddenly emitted a strong sword sound, and then broke like a real sword.

Mu Xiaojiu's complexion changed drastically, his right hand spread, and a condensed wall of true qi formed in front of him. At the same time, his left hand was clenched tightly at his side, ready to strike.

The sword qi continued to form, and it was constantly destroyed by the sword light, and for a while, it really slowed down the pace of the sword light's progress a little. Mu Xiaojiu didn't dare to relax in the slightest, because he knew that with the sword qi alone, it would be difficult to wipe out the sword light.

And at this moment, the two of them finally understood why there was no murderous aura on this fifteenth sword at all. The reason is simple, because this sword is murderous. This sword is the final word "kill".

That's where the horror of this sword comes in.

After a while, the torrent of sword qi finally couldn't stop the pace of this sword light, and it was completely turned into flying smoke. But the torrent of sword qi was not completely useless, and that sword light was not only slowed down, but also lost a lot of brilliance, and was even consumed for a while.

It's like a game, the next level that Sword Light will face is created by Mu Xiaojiu, who has the opportunity to take advantage of it, an extremely strong wall of true qi.

And that's not all.

At the moment when it rushed into the three inches in front of the sword qi wall, the sword light suddenly stopped for a moment, and then, its speed also slowed down to a degree that was visible to the naked eye, and it could even be said that it was struggling.

At the same moment, Mu Xiaojiu's face turned slightly pale, and the vest had been completely wet by Han Shui. His right hand was held flat in front of him, as if he wanted to clench his fist, but as if he had been stopped by something, his five fingers could only move little by little.

This was a wrestling between Mu Xiaojiu and the fifteenth sword.

"Buzz!" The sword light suddenly trembled lightly and let out a buzzing sound, Mu Xiaojiu's heart was relieved, and the true qi of his whole body was drumming up at the same time, and his right hand took advantage of this opportunity to grasp it.

The True Qi Wall instantly distorted at this moment, and then turned into a ball, completely enveloping the sword light inside, and at the same time, it was constantly shrinking.

And inside this sphere, thunder roared, sword qi flew sideways, fists, palms, fingers, legs, and knives appeared everywhere, frantically attacking the sword light.

The next moment, before Mu Xiaojiu could feel even a trace of joy, in the sphere, the sword light suddenly shook.

"Ding......

"Smack!"

The sphere exploded in an instant, and the true qi escaping from all directions brought gusts of wind, sending out a powerful impact on all sides, and even rolling up an unknown amount of dust and sand. What's even more terrifying is that the surrounding trees: everything within a hundred steps of the two of them, whether it is a small tree with the thickness of an arm or a big tree that needs to be surrounded by one person, are all directly broken.

Scrape the ground three feet, and not an inch of grass grows.

Mu Xiaojiu's True Qi Wall was destroyed like this, but there was still a faint light on the sword light, and the sword light was still insisting on stabbing at him.

The tip of the sword was aimed at Mu Xiaojiu's heart.

Mu Xiaojiu didn't have time to sigh, let alone sigh something, he just raised his left fist and punched it out.

It's also thanks to the incredible speed at which he punches out just as fast, otherwise, this punch may not be able to become his third line of defense.

Punch out, such as landslides, tsunamis.

The fist mark and the sword light collided less than two inches away from Mu Xiaojiu's fist. However, compared to the sword qi torrent and true qi wall in front of it, this fist mark was not able to block the sword light for even a moment, but just touched the sword light and collapsed directly.

However, the sword light directly dimmed a lot.

At this point, the sword light was still an inch away from Mu Xiaojiu's fist, and as for the distance from Mu Xiaojiu, there was naturally no need to say more.

Mu Xiaojiu seemed to have no protection.

But Mu Xiaojiu is a person who likes to keep hole cards.

Now, he has one last card left unopened.