The night is as dark as ink, and there is no five fingers.

Under the mottled light, Yan She looked at the two people in front of her indifferently, with the scimitar in her hands like the moon and the distant mountains, deep and mysterious.

Something like fog had covered his whole body.

A Fei's hand pressing the sword made sweat.

He had never seen such a terrible person.

The other party is no longer like an ordinary body, just like the hungry wolf he encountered in the snow field when he was a child. He will never forget his green eyes, shining in the dark.

His hands were gradually shaking.

He could no longer hold back!

"Not good!" Li Xunhuan's heart burst.

He suddenly realized that although his friend sometimes looked like an adult, he was still a child. Although his swordsmanship was sharp, he did not have enough experience after all.

Before he could react, the simple and ridiculous iron piece had been unsheathed and stabbed Yan She's throat straight.

Without hesitation, he bent his arm and the flying knife in his hand was about to be fired.

Although he was not sure, he would never want anyone to be killed in front of him again.

But Yan She was faster. At the same moment when A Fei drew his sword and Li Xunhuan fired his sword, he used his heart and first hit Li Xunhuan with one palm.

The cold and stern wind was blowing up, as if there were thousands of ghosts roaring, the waves rolled in the sky, the stars were dim, and the heaven and earth were moved.

It is the Demon Hand of the Ten Divine Arts of the Demon Cult!

Before Li Xunhuan could send out the flying knife, he was forced into his chest by the terrible yin energy, so he could only retreat.

Although Li Xiaofei's flying knife is not false, Yan She can stop Li Xunhuan before it is fired.

Just like some masters of the Chinese martial arts in later generations, their bodies cannot block the firearms, but they can kill people with firearms before the other party pulls the trigger.

Although the weapon is powerful, the person holding it is not the strongest, so it is not that scary.

Li Xiao Feidao is already a myth, but Li Xunhuan is just a mortal after all. His martial arts may be considered first-class, but it is more than just a little worse than Yan She, the extraordinary devil?

Just a simple "Great Demon Hand" forced him to retreat.

At the same time, the full moon scimitar also slashed, but a deep cold light was seen, cutting through the void of the dark night. The continuous sword force was like the lingering love between lovers, endless and overwhelming.

Although Ah Fei made his first move, his sword was still not as fast as this sword, and he could only passively fight this sword.

This is the first time he has met someone faster than himself.

The sword and the sword meet in mid-air.

The sword is like the wind, and the sword is like frost.

Li Xunhuan's heart sank, and there was an indescribable sadness in her eyes.

Brave!

There was only a crisp sound, and a piece of broken sword flew out and happened to shoot at Lin Xian'er's feet, scaring her to the pale face.

A Fei's eyes were stunned and suspicious, with indescribable power, and saw a deep sword light slashing unstoppable.

The sword light should have slashed into others and cut him twice, but due to the previous collision with the sword, some deviation occurred.

A Fei grabbed the gap and jumped out of the net.

laugh!

He succeeded and failed.

He did not die after the sword fell behind.

Tick!

A large amount of blood was sprayed in the shop, and the ground was bright red. A vertical knife mark appeared on A Fei's right shoulder.

The knife marks cut off his right arm from top to bottom.

No one could escape under the full moon scimitar. The Nanhai Lady did not do it, the Great Happy Female Bodhisattva did not do it, and A Fei did not do it either.

Li Xunhuan closed his eyes suddenly, looking sad, as if crying.

A Fei looked at the neat wound on the right side in a daze, and suddenly laughed and cried, and only murmured: "Good knife...good knife..."

Lin Xian'er was frightened and hurried to Yan She and said tremblingly: "Master, Xian'er knew that you could definitely win, so I designed to attract them all here..."

Before she finished speaking, Yan She shouted, "Shut up!"

She had no choice but to shut up.

A Fei looked at her now, and showed an incredible expression on his face, which was extremely painful.

Yan She's cold voice came to his ears: "Your sword should be free of worries, but your heart is already weak. How can such a sword compete with me? A waste!"

"You!" Ah Fei's remaining left hand was tightly clenched, and he looked at the boy in black in front of him, his eyes were already dead.

"Kill me!" he roared.

Yan She didn't even look at him, but just said coldly: "You are no longer qualified to be killed by me. If you want to die, just commit suicide."

He turned his attention to Li Xunhuan.

Seeing this situation, Lin Xian'er ignored the rest and retreated tremblingly.

From beginning to end, she didn't look at A Fei.

On the other side, Rui Yu and the gray-clothed monk were concentrating on each other. Neither of them took action, but the cold coldness made the space solidify.

The moment Yan She cut off A Fei's right arm with a knife, the gray-clothed monk Wei Ran sighed: "Yu'er, why did you create such a demon that harms the world?"

Rui Yu said coldly: "It's just because you are a Buddha, so I want to cultivate a demon to destroy your Taoist fruit."

She was actually putting gold on her face. Yan She would be like this today, which was not something she could have expected, but this did not prevent her from using this to attack the monk in gray.

The monk in gray sighed: "If you hate me, you should. But if such a demon is rampant in the world, do you know how great a disaster it will be? What is the fault of the people?"

Rui Yu sneered: "You are so kind now. When you ruthlessly abandoned me in the past, do you know how I felt?"

A trace of pain appeared in the monk's eyes: "You should indeed hate me, Amitabha, everything is my sin..."

Rui Yu laughed and said, "That's right, everything is because of you. If it weren't for your betrayal, I wouldn't have been like this today, nor would there be a demon like him. All of this is your sin!"

Although she was smiling, her expression was extremely cold and cold, as if there was no emotion at all, like a ghost.

The monk in gray was complicated, but seeing that Li Xunhuan was in danger, he finally shouted: "Donor, please get out of the way. I must never let the devil cholera be allowed to cholera all over the world."

"I won't let it go." Rui Yu looked at his eyes tightly, and covered his white clothes in front of him. "If you want to help them, then step over my body."

"You..." The monk looked sad and looked at the familiar white clothes, unable to do anything for a moment.

At this time, Yan She's cold blade had already enveloped Li Xunhuan.

Who can stop him in heaven and earth?

"Li Tanhua, do you know what the essence of martial arts is?" Yan She suddenly asked in black.

Li Xunhuan looked at A Fei not far away and said sadly: "If you talk about swords, it should be based on the sword heart and sword energy. As long as the sword heart remains, the sword energy will last forever. No matter how difficult it is, no matter how strong the opponent is, it can still defeat it."

"A person has the heart of sword and sword energy, even if both hands are broken and biting the sword with his mouth, he will be equally fast. If his anger is discouraged, even if he has both hands, it will be useless.

There are many people in the world who have both hands, but how many people are quick to take action?”

Hearing this, a trace of light appeared in A Fei's ashes.

Yan She laughed: "This is true for Li Tanhua. Li Tanhua has experienced ups and downs throughout her life, but she is indomitable. Even if I am the one, I have to admire it."

Li Xunhuan looked at him silently.

Yan She continued: "But in my opinion, the exquisite martial arts are definitely not just that."

"Who doesn't know the leader's opinion?"

"In terms of swords, those who practice swords must first have a sword shape, and then they can obtain sword moves. The moves reach the peak, touch the subtle, and imitate the image above to achieve magic and enlighten the way of heaven."

"Form, thoroughly subtle, conscious mind, and enlightenment are the five major realms of martial arts in my eyes. Among them, the first three are not divided into high and low. Only when entering the spirit, the two realms of enlightenment are the most mysterious and untouchable."

"Oh, what the leader said is similar but different from what I have realized." An old man in blue, holding a dry tobacco pole, slowly appeared in the small shop under the support of a girl with a big braid.
Chapter completed!