The moon calmly enjoyed the black veil wiping away the imperfections on its face, and every time a cage of night clouds passed, it became more crystal clear, and the light and rain that dissolved and shimmered on the ground covered the mortal dust with a layer of silver. This kind of elegant night and pure moon is a good time for merry and talented people to write poems and paintings, but there are uninteresting people who seem to be unable to see the sincerity of the eyes, and break the atmosphere of peace and ease like a mirror.

Ying Gongxuan's iron chain was broken, and it was difficult to find anything else that was rigid enough to put away the Xuanshi Sword at will for a while, so he simply operated the sword himself. Yan Daoping, who followed closely, had suffered a reckless loss, and he was afraid that the two axes would affect the skinny Yang Zhao, so he controlled the seven points of strength just right.

Bai Luofeng had seen the old monster's body-watching skills that were forged into a highly poisonous housekeeping skill in every inch of his body, and subconsciously stabbed Yang Zhao with his first sword, preventing him from getting close to him. Although the speed of the young man is not as good as Cui Renzhu's eighty percent, because he has the foundation of "a chilling cicada", he is not afraid of his opponent at all.

Yang Zhao saw that a set of fists and feet couldn't even touch the thread, so he simply grabbed Mo Ming in pain and let the blade of the sword pass through the palm prints smoothly, and black-green blood flowed between his hand and the sword.

The old man thought that the time had come, and his blood was several grades more corrosive than corpse powder, and even the steel and cold iron couldn't withstand it, and finally melted into water. However, no matter how hard he held back his red neck, the sword did not change except that it was closer to the bridge of his nose.

Yang Zhao was shocked, and quickly took off his hands and retreated, shouting that his companions were too slow. At the same time, Yan Daoping had actually caught up with the axe, and the mountain opening axe was at the same height as his shoulder, and he smoothly crossed the arc from Bai Luofeng's side.

The swordsman couldn't avoid it, so he gritted his teeth and resisted with the sword body, but the power of the tiger and the bull was not easy to dissolve, and he suddenly flew out like a paper kite with a broken thread along the trend of the axe.

Not to be outdone, the weight of the Xuanshi Sword was as light as a feather in his hand, and his strong arm swept the giant sword and swept away Bai Luofeng's chest.

Fortunately, Bai Luofeng's reaction was sensitive, and he crossed and tangent the sword in the middle of the road and the hundred-pound ruler. It's a pity that he is still inferior to the strength of the rough man, and he rolls to the hole like a kicked.

The young man staggered to his feet again, and in addition to the heavy blows, he suddenly felt an irresistible tiredness for no reason, and even vaguely unable to grasp the hilt of his sword.

Yang Zhao looked at Bai Luofeng's drunken state, stroked his short beard, and said sinisterly: "The kid forgot to tell you that the old man doesn't need the kind of small means you said when he renews poisoning." What the old man said before was true, the silver needle was indeed smeared with musk soul breaking milk. But there is another thing that makes people lose their breath in half an hour of cartilage fatigue."

Bai Luofeng held his sword and barely used his legs to support his body, and said weakly: "Old thing......"

The old man smiled lewdly: "Haha, the old man has considered that it is impossible to force you to fall for the trick according to ordinary methods." After careful consideration, I found that only the loss of qi in the whole world could really enter the human body with the sweat holes, so I bothered to use the musk soul breaking milk as a pretext. ”

The three of them are knives, and the white phoenix is fish meat, and they are slaughtered by others.

The scene where the victory and defeat had been decided suddenly changed, and two golden hooks were freed up from the dark cave behind the swordsman to clasp them on his shoulders and pull them back in one go.

Yang Zhao couldn't guard against it, and drank violently and the other two chased after him. Just as it was about to be reached, the entrance to the cave unexpectedly collapsed, isolating all the people.

The narrow cave was only the size of Yin Shi's study, and it became even more crowded after Cui Renzhu tried his best to summon a sword and arrow to destroy it.

"Thank you. Bai Luofeng held on to the protruding rock with one hand and thanked him without being salty, and then tried to expel the loss of qi in his body.

"I saved you, but I still hate you, and I've hated you since you cracked my fame stunt. Cui Renzhu, who has been emotionally fluctuating since he was injured, bared his teeth and laughed dryly for the first time, I don't know if he was unwilling or self-deprecating, "What kind of guidance to kendo, you are not bad with me next year, but it is wrong to teach me kung fu that I have practiced hard for many years in front of so many people, you are very annoying to do this, you know!"

The cave was precarious, and the sound of axes striking rocks outside was deafening, and countless pieces of sand shook off Bai Luofeng's head, making him very dirty. But at this moment, he and Cui Renzhu looked at each other calmly, as if they had put the murderous three people outside out of the matter. It seems that at this moment, they have a lot of time, enough to spit out the words that have been suppressed for a long time in their hearts.

"I didn't know you would think that. Bai Luofeng didn't speak ill of each other, as if he saw a duckweed passer-by without any emotion, and suddenly said sonorously: "I'm sorry." ”

Cui Renzhu was originally unruly, and the corners of his eyes that could not be relieved relaxed, as if he had been waiting for those three words for several years, and now he finally got his wish.

"But I don't hate you. Confucius swallowed the phlegm stuck in his throat, leaned his head against the wall and sighed contentedly, "You have been dragged down a lot this time......

Bai Luofeng seemed to sense the content of the next sentence, and he didn't let the wounded finish his words and said indifferently: "Is there any point in saying it now? ”

"The way I look now, how can I talk about it thoroughly?" Cui Renzhu closed his eyes and shook his head painfully, and after a while, his moist eyes glowed, and he sighed with mixed feelings: "I finally understand why the world's number one ruthless killer is willing to break into prison alone for you." Bai Luofeng, if life is at the right time and life is everywhere, I am really willing to make such an unhappy friend as you. ”

The sound of a boulder collapsing put an end to the conversation, and the golden wall built at the entrance of the cave gradually cracked. Bai Luofeng held his sword to guard against the enemy who might break through at any time, and his heart beat loudly in the quiet cave. He turned his back to Cui Renzhu, and his words still maintained a coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away: "I said that you and I will never know each other after tomorrow." ”

"If you are a passerby, what is the pity of dying?" Cui Renzhu let out a simple laugh, his face became more and more resolute and resolute, and in an instant, a dazzling golden light filled the dull cave with brilliance.

Bai Luofeng turned his head in shock, but his vision was covered by the scorching sun, and suddenly the uneasiness of parting with Tang Wuye appeared in his chest again, and he covered his eyes with his hands and wanted to walk to stop Cui Renzhu, while shouting anxiously: "What are you doing!

With the sound of scolding landing, the golden light stopped abruptly, Bai Luofeng opened his eyes with difficulty, and suddenly found that Cui Renzhu's fingertips were condensed with a cluster of sun, and he looked up and looked away, and Confucius was as thin as a dried corpse in a few breaths.

The handsome Confucian ran out of oil, and trembled and raised his thumb to hand it to Bai Luofeng: "This is the essence of my internal qi, which is a rare gold line of the five elements in the world, and now it should be enough for you to use it to get out." ”

Bai Luofeng glared at Cui Renzhu who was angry in annoyance, he especially wanted to slap away his skinny fingers and scold him fiercely: Who do you think you are? Why don't you ask me to make decisions self-righteously! In the past, the master was like this, Tang Wuye was like this, and now even a paralyzed person is like this!

The hand shaped like a withered hand was stagnant in mid-air, Cui Renzhu realized that the strength of his whole body was slowly passing, the cracks in the cave door were constantly expanding, he couldn't tolerate Bai Luofeng's hesitation and refusal to flick his fingers, and his face was full of indelible self-esteem and arrogance: "My sword thousand hands are death, and I don't want to owe you Bai Luofeng's life-saving grace!"

The golden fire instantly rushed into Bai Luofeng's belly, Cui Renzhu proudly watched the cultivation accumulated in his first life merge with the person he disliked the most, he closed his eyes contentedly, the corners of his mouth were filled with a victorious smile, and he told in the deepest part of his heart: "Hey, Bai Luofeng, you are not qualified to look down on me again in this life." Hey, you have to be like this all the time, the sword can be cold, but the heart is hot......"

A generation of geniuses has fallen, and when he took his last breath, the golden wall he had formed crumbled.

Yan Daoping, who was eager to find out the reason for the bright light, poured into the cave with a giant axe, but before he could get off his feet after half a step in his legs, he was already shocked and unable to move.

He saw a man with a sword in his face and a lifeless corpse silent;

He saw a sword burning with black fire, and the flames were bordered by a gauze of splendid gold;

He saw a lonely back, and resolutely turned to the exit;

He saw an innumerable number of unjust ghosts rushing towards him;

He saw the unstoppable blades coming one after another;

On this night, the wind blew the sea of clouds and shattered the stars and moon, and the blood stained the snow plum ghost and danced the sword. Why not be afraid of wolves and tigers being alone, and kill gods and Buddhas and immortals!