When Koizumi-kun fell to the ground, the knife Wujian also happened to fall to the ground steadily.

The purple-robed old man turned around, stared coldly at Dao Wuji, his face was full of murderous intent, and said disdainfully: "You think the old man will believe your nonsense. ”

Dao Wujian pretended to be relaxed and said, "You don't believe it?"

Of course I don't believe it. The purple-robed old man sneered and said, "Why don't you say that the old master is still alive?"

Dao Wujian smiled and said, "Yes, Lingshi is indeed alive. ”

"Haha......" The purple-robed old man seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, leaned back and fell back in laughter, and even laughed with tears, pointing to the knife and laughing: "Boy, you really know how to beat snakes and sticks." ”

Dao Wujian laughed self-deprecatingly: "I know that my predecessors won't believe it." ”

People in the world are sometimes very strange that no one believes you when you tell the truth, but some people believe it when you tell a lie, and they believe it very well.

The purple-robed old man looked at the Soul Breaking Knife in Dao Wuji's hand and said, "If it weren't for this divine weapon, you would have seen the King of Hades a long time ago." ”

Dao Wujian sneered and said: "If the predecessors didn't have such a deep internal force, they would have died a long time ago, but unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in the world, aren't they?"

The purple-robed old man said "um", and said with a smile: "Even if you have this magic weapon, without the help of others, within twenty moves, the old decay will definitely be able to take your life, believe it or not?"

Dao Wujian smiled bitterly on his face, the old man in the purple robe in front of him was a cut above himself in terms of internal strength and light skills, if the palace master did not make a move, Dao Wujian did not dare to imagine, maybe it was really as the old man in the purple robe said, he could not hold up twenty moves.

Seeing that Dao Wujian was silent, the purple-robed old man smiled and said, "Why don't you speak?" After speaking, his body turned into a purple shadow and pounced on Dao Wuji.

Dao Wujian frowned, and the Soul Breaking Knife slashed at the purple shadow.

The purple shadow flickered, and the knife was cut down with a knife, and the soul breaking knife was empty, and the knife was innocent and knew that it was a knife that split the air, and hurriedly moved his body.

Suddenly, a whistling wind sounded behind him.

The knife is innocent and a backhand.

A purple shadow flashed, appearing a foot away in front of Dao Wuji's body, revealing the figure of an old man in a purple robe.

The purple-robed old man sneered: "It seems that the old man has overestimated you, and he will take your life within ten moves." ”

Dao Wujian didn't pay attention to it, and looked at the purple-robed old man with a solemn face.

The purple-robed old man turned into a purple shadow again, sometimes appearing on the left side of Dao Wuji, sometimes on the right side of Dao Wuji.

The speed of the purple-robed old man was too fast, and he left an afterimage in place.

So, there was such a situation on the field.

I saw the figure of a purple-robed old man standing in front, on the left, and on the right, and I couldn't tell which was the true body of the purple-robed old man.

The knife is dignified and dignified, and the horizontal knife stands in front of the chest.

Suddenly, three figures actually pounced on Dao Wujian at the same time.

"Die!" the purple-robed old man's voice sounded on the left side of Dao Wuji, and at the same time as the voice sounded, a strong wind shot out from the left.

Since the voice of the purple-robed old man sounded on the left, the other two figures were naturally afterimages, and Dao Wujian raised his knife to the purple shadow on the left to slash down.

This knife is extremely fast, at the moment when the word "death" sounded, the knife Wujian shot, the knife momentum is unstoppable, and it is a knife that breaks the soul, there is no advance or retreat, there is you and no me.

Dao Wujian slashed down, and the Soul Breaking Knife touched the purple shadow, but there was no trace of obstruction, and a thought flashed in Dao Wuji's heart: "Phantom?" secretly said in his heart that something was not good, and then lowered his head and threw himself on the ground.

A fierce palm force surged from the right, and swept over the top of Dao Wuji's head.

The purple-robed old man sneered: "The reaction is quite fast. ”

Dao Wujian avoided the killing move of the purple-robed old man without danger, and said word by word: "Shape change?"

Shapeshifting is the top magic skill in the rivers and lakes, coming and going without a trace, once practiced, it is impossible to prevent it, and it is extremely powerful.

The purple-robed old man smiled proudly: "Now I know the gap between you and the old man." ”

Dao Wujian smiled bitterly, he seemed to be caught in a "conspiracy", before the palace master did not remind himself that a group of people said that the old man in the purple robe would change his shape, as long as he was not a fool, he could see that the palace master had bad intentions.

As for why the palace master did this, Dao Wujian couldn't figure it out for a while, and he didn't have time to let Dao Wujian think about it.

Because the old man in the purple robe has already attacked.

Dao Wujian held the Soul Breaking Knife in his hand, slashed at the figure of the purple-robed old man, and then swept around, turned his head and ran towards the wall inside the corridor, Dao Wuji's intention was obvious, leaning against the wall, at least he didn't have to be attacked on all sides.

The speed of the knife is fast, but the speed of the purple-robed old man is even faster.

Dao Wujian just swept the corridor, the figure in front of him flashed, the old man in the purple robe had already arrived in front of the knife Wujian, the knife Wujian waved the knife and slashed, the figure in front of him was a flower, and he suddenly lost the figure of the old man in the purple robe.

A strong wind shot from the left, striking the vital point of the sword's waist.

The knife is innocent and the waist is twisted to one side, which can avoid the strong wind.

However, the purple-robed old man cast a shape-shifting shadow, and instantly arrived behind Dao Wuji, and slapped out with a palm.

Dao Wuji's heart was beating wildly, and the thought of dodging flashed in his heart, you must know that thoughts and actions are not the same thing, although there are thoughts to dodge, but the movements are not so fast, let alone swinging a knife to fight back.

In a hurry, Dao Wujian used his internal force to his back, resisting the palm of the purple-robed old man.

With a snap, the purple-robed old man slapped his palm on Dao Wuji's back.

Dao Wujian snorted, and his body involuntarily rushed forward.

The knife fell to the ground, rolled around several times in embarrassment, and finally thrust the soul-breaking knife into the floor before his body stopped castration.

At this time, Dao Wujian had already arrived at the arch of the second courtyard, that is, where the corridor and the arch met, and he only felt a hot pain in his back, his internal organs seemed to be displaced, his qi and blood were tumbling, and blood was quietly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, obviously seriously injured.

The purple-robed old man looked at Dao Wujian as if he was looking at his prey, and said jokingly: "The old man said before that you should not be dying, but you don't believe it, alas." ”

Dao Wujian opened his mouth to speak, but when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spit out with a "wow" sound, and it fell on the ground shockingly.

"Want to beg for mercy?" said the purple-robed old man with a playful smile.

After Dao Wujian spit out a mouthful of dirty blood, although he still felt weak, the whole person was a lot more relaxed, and said weakly: "Lingshi is here, really, cough cough ......" After speaking, he coughed.

The purple-robed old man laughed and said, "When you die, you still want to deceive the old man." After a pause, he shouted coldly: "Death." ”

As he spoke, he slapped his palm on the head of the knife innocent.