Although the old man in black reversed the situation of being passively beaten, the black robe behind him was also torn by the opponent's fierce finger wind. The old man in black held back his breath, and his palms conjured up a palm shadow like a waning moon, and the bloody aura was vented for thousands of miles.

The old man in black let out a deep sigh, and the shadow of the waning moon-like palm fell apart and shattered, like the waning moon in the water that shattered at the touch of a button.

The other party's evil illusions, both virtual and real, and frequent transformations, are indeed very difficult to entangle, and they are always surprisingly difficult to prevent. The shattered aura created by the water wave phantom moon was dazzling and disintegrated, and the silk evil qi was like a needle and thread......

Murong Zhuanshui's method of dealing with it was very simple, calmly leaving an afterimage in place, allowing the other party's evil qi to shatter and pierce, but the real body turned into a light and shadow, and suddenly appeared in front of the old man in black, with ten fingers of both hands flicked in succession, poof, puff...... The finger wind is like a blade in all directions, within five meters, everywhere within the range of the sharp finger wind.

The adaptability of the old man in black is also amazing, and his body has dodged more than a dozen times in a slight movement, and every time he sweeps to a place, he will teleport away in an instant. Despite this, he was still forced to sway left and right by the dense finger wind, jumping up and down, extremely embarrassed, wearing a black robe with thousands of holes and sores, and wisps of blood spilled on the green lawn.

The so-called water waves and phantom moon, there is no real scene, it can only confuse people's eyes and confuse people's minds, and the real fatal thing is the bloody evil qi hidden in it.

The waning moon is like a knife! A blood-colored waning moon, the cold light is cathartic, it seems so real, so real that people can't bear to touch and destroy. It is precisely because it is real to the extreme, but it gives people a very illusory feeling.

This seemingly illusory waning moon is condensed by evil energy, which can definitely split a person's body. This is the real blow that the old man in black has been brewing for a long time.

At this point in the battle, the two people who fought on the ground were all in torn skirts and black robes with holes. Murong Qingshui under the gauze scarf covered, I couldn't see her erotic state at this time, but I could see a strange solemnity in her cold starry eyes.

The old man in black was dressed in a black robe with many holes, and there were constantly threads of dark red mist surging around his body, and his entire face twitched slightly due to excessive concentration......

The cold light of the waning moon suddenly changed color, crimson as blood, trembling slightly in the air, and then drew a strange arc, like the scythe of death harvesting all the life in front of him.

The blood light of the waning moon flashed, the speed was extremely fast, so fast that he couldn't even keep up with his thinking and vision, so fast that Murong Qingshui didn't even have time to dodge the heart, and before he even had time to move, the whole person was split into two pieces by this terrifying blood-colored scythe.

If it weren't for the fact that she had an ethereal afterimage body method, her mind moved slightly, and her true body instantly broke away from her body, which can be described as a millimeter difference, a thrilling line, and she could avoid the bloody waning moon and kill her.

This seems to be just the beginning of the crisis, the old man in black actually has a back move, as if he has calculated all possible changes, and at the same time as the blood moon fell, he suddenly held a simple and delicate long knife in his hand.

Instantly pulled out the knife, in one go, as fast as thunder and lightning, with a bloody evil aura, with a bit of domineering and majestic knife intent, and instantly conjured up countless blood-colored edges.

Murong Qingshui's figure appeared on its own, and a sinister red light filled the entire world under her eyes. Between the same cultivations, almost no one could dodge this strange and swift blow. Because the blood-colored blade was so fast, so fast that only a beam of red light could be seen, and even the entire blade was fainted.

Speed alone may not be effective at the same level of play. But the knife intent contained in the knife momentum is very different. The sword intent will disturb, confuse the other party's mind, make people confused, and make wrong predictions. The fighting of masters is changing rapidly, and a small negligence can kill you on the spot. A wrong judgment, the result of which speaks for itself.

Murong Qingshui's gaze was still very cold, with a hint of surprise, but he didn't panic at all. Because what she saw in her eyes at this time was not only the speed of the knife, but the trajectory of the knife, as well as the route and direction of the knife intent attack.

The timing and speed of the black-clothed old man's knife were enough to make him proud, and when it was fast to the limit, it was already difficult to distinguish between human knives. All that can be seen is a fleeting blur of light and shadow.

One foot, three inches, the spitting blood knife could almost touch the other party's skin, only to see Murong Qingshui's hand that had been empty, I don't know when suddenly there was a sword: very narrow, at most only two fingers wide, very thin, like cicada wings. No one saw how her sword came to be, as if she had been holding it all along.

The next moment, he instantly drew his sword and attacked, all in one go, and the last strike came first. A dazzling cold star suddenly pierced through the blood-colored knife light, and it was so thrilling that it staggered the opponent's sharp blade, and quickly enlarged in front of the old man in black's eyebrows.

This sudden and shocking change shocked the old man in black, and his whole body suddenly felt a creep. Intuition told him that if he didn't immediately withdraw his knife and retreat to block, he wouldn't wait for the knife in his hand to hurt the other party, but he was afraid that the opponent's long sword would penetrate his brain in advance.

There was no extra time to make more judgments, so he made a quick decision and suddenly withdrew his sword and retreated, so that he could avoid the doom of a sword piercing his brain. After the old man in black got out, he quickly widened the distance between himself and the other party. His face was slightly pale, his forehead was slightly stained with sweat, and his eyes were full of horror.

Although Murong Qingshui was the first to take the lead, he unexpectedly did not take advantage of the situation to launch a rapid counterattack. The sword in his hand has been returned to the sheath, and he looks at the other party quietly, looking calm and clear, but his forehead is faintly sweating, which shows that the previous fight is really dangerous.

"Water waves and phantom moon, one move and two styles, hidden flowers at the bottom of the leaves, interlocking, the real blow of the blood-colored knife, almost a lore kill, or a point faster, I'm afraid that I haven't been divided, and I'm lying down with blood. Murong Qingshui commented honestly, there was no water, the situation at that time was indeed dangerous and dangerous, and the sweat oozing from the vest had not yet been collected until this moment.

"Hehe! The girl is good, her sense of battle is extraordinary, and her grasp of timing is even more subtle. Next, the old man will not spare his hand a little. The black-robed old man tightened the blood-colored long knife in his hand, quickly condensed the evil qi spiritual power, held the knife in both hands and slowly raised it above his head, his body was shrouded in evil qi, and the long knife glowed with a blood-colored sword, which made people's hearts palpitate and tremble.

Murong Qingshui's divine light is as cold as the starlight of late autumn, cold and cold, there is no one who wants to take the initiative to attack, she cultivates Lu Suifeng's ethereal swordsmanship, usually preemptively, without moves, but it is inclusive of the world's sword momentum, a sword out, the ghosts and gods are frightened.

The old man in black finally climbed his momentum to the peak and slashed again. This knife seems to be different from the previous one, it seems to be very slow, but in fact it is even better than the previous one. The human knife is one, and only a trace of blood-colored red light can be seen visually.

In the next second, a blood-colored lightning had reached Murong Qingshui's chest and abdomen, and this time it was a little closer than the last time, only a few inches away.

Hearing another soft sound, Murong Qingshui's sword was unsheathed again, and no one could see the process of her sword being unsheathed. A cold star also appeared in front of the old man in black again, and his speed seemed to be a few points faster than his sword.

It's the same last-mover first-come, attacking against attacking, killing and killing, the moment you penetrate my chest and abdomen, I will also cut your throat. What is compared is this courage and heroism, and it is faster to the extreme speed, and the world's martial arts are only fast and undefeated.

Whether the old man in black has the courage and heroism, no one knows. However, in terms of speed, it is indeed slower than the other party. Therefore, he would never gamble his life with all his might. This time, it seemed that he had been prepared for a long time, and he did not withdraw the knife and retreated, the blade in his hand trembled, and suddenly burst out hundreds of blood-red knife lights, each sword light contained the sharp edge of the evil spirit, it was not a false move, and the sharp blood-colored murderous aura of the Dao Dao could crack the mountain and break the stream, causing death.

In everyone's sight, there seemed to be hundreds of hands holding knives dancing at the same time, and that was because the speed of the knives was so fast, so fast that it was impossible to distinguish the order before and after, as if they were slashed at the same time.

Murong Qingshui's sword seems to be faster, at least twice as fast as the opponent's sword, and the swordsmanship speed that can cut down thirty-two birds at the same time in a breath, how many people are there in the world?

Qiang Qiang ...... Hundreds of sharp and piercing metal crashes rang out in the air, and from time to time there was a series of roaring explosions of scorching strong currents.

The scarcity of the stone, fire and lightning collided, and the blood-colored sword light and cyan sword light shattered and dispersed almost at the same time, and the sparks and silver stars filled the air, leaving only a trace of cyan meteors that shot straight towards the throat of the black-clothed old man.

The cyan sword shadow is like a ghost seeking life, always keeping a distance of one foot, and chasing after it. The old man in black wanted to pull it out of the air several times, but this cyan sword shadow seemed to have thoughts, and he didn't leave him a chance to dodge and breathe.

There is only one option, and the only one that can get out of the pursuit: it is better to fall to the ground and then perform the stunt of rolling on the cow than to have your throat cut, pierced through your chest, and blood splattered on the spot.

The dignity, honor, and face of the so-called top powerhouses seem insignificant at this moment, and their lives are gone, what is the use of those things. The old man in black is really extraordinary, not only is he ruthless and treacherous, he is fierce and domineering, and he even rolls on the spot and executes it resolutely and decisively, without even frowning.

When all the spectators witnessed this scene, they almost all gasped at the same time, but none of them were shocked, and there was not even a hint of sarcasm, contempt and ridicule in their eyes.

How will you choose to deal with it in a different place? Each person's cognition and answer in their hearts are different, there is no essential difference between escaping into the void and rolling on the spot, as long as you can avoid the catastrophe, it is a good move. As for what kind of posture appears, it doesn't matter at all, is it so ridiculous?