Ximen Chuixue faced the attack of seven people with a sigh "After all, it’s not Wang Zhongyang …"

"hey!" It’s the sound of the sword drawn, but people find this sword, because there is no this sword, and then they find it again …
Ximen Chuixue’s white right hand is empty, but he does have a sword in his hand, but he can see it …
Some people are crying, it’s a cold smile, and some people are afraid that it’s a virtual sword shadow hiding from fear. A bloody lightsaber slowly appears, and it’s going up into the sky, and it’s not fast … very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow … It’s very slow .. It … It … It …. It ….. It …..
The yellow man suddenly changed his look when he saw this. His right hand instantly drew his sword and jumped forward. Xuanyuan sword and sword light poured out. That was the color of water.
Ximen Chuixue indifferently side head cold voice way "interesting XuanYuanJian …"
"Bang!" All over the sky, the water color, the sword light, the blood color and the firm but gentle collision violently hit the sea around the island, splashing thousands of waves.
Ximen Chuixue’s attack was blocked by the yellow man, but the seven men in red didn’t suffer much damage. They were shocked by the violent shock wave.
The man in yellow is already kneeling on the sword and spilling blood from his mouth. His face is frightened and he stares at Ximen Chuixue unbelievably. "You have stepped into Shinto!"
"Oh, God again?" Ximen Chuixue didn’t laugh, but he was cold and desolate. His eyes were full of confusion …
"I, I have grasped the eternal kendo. Although I have been lonely all my life, I can’t stop me from pursuing its peak. However, who can understand the loneliness of saying nothing … Who else can match my sword … I can hide the sword with its dignity …" Ximen Chuixue looked up and blew his head with cold wind. He never failed in his life. After all, he was defeated and lost to loneliness …
The yellow dress man’s eyes set, and he finally miscalculated. He didn’t calculate that Ximen Chuixue entered Shinto so quickly …
Huang Yi said, "I want to kill you and achieve my goal of killing the sword. Now that you have entered Shinto, I will give him the only chance to live and die in your destiny …" Say that Xuanyuanjian actually gushed out crazy black gas and black gas filled the whole forest, and then slowly gathered into a huge gas barrier like a burning black flame.
"Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha! ….. "A burst of wild and unruly laughter broke out from the black flame. It was the arrogant and unruly the legendary swordsman.
Ximen Chuixue’s eyes flashed a little surprised after hearing the laughter, while the yellow man and the seven people in red had already retreated away from Ximen Chuixue and the black flame.
A pale man in a black robe with long hair came out of the black flame, and the cold, arrogant and evil spirits gathered together …
Ximen Chuixue looked at the man coming out of the flame and said indifferently, "I didn’t expect you in the sky."
The arrogant face of the man showed surprise, joy and fiery madness at the moment when Ximen Chuixue looked at him. "After many years, I finally found someone who can fight me. What’s your name?"
Ximen Chuixue Road "Ximen Chuixue"
The man looked up "haha! Ha ha! ….. Standing upright in white like snow, blowing snow or blowing blood is lonely. "
Ximen Chuixue’s eyes lit up and said, "I’m sorry to meet you in this life."
Male Dao: "It’s a pity that you and I have this battle in this life. No matter whether I win or lose, I will turn into smoke."
Ximen Chuixue said, "I know …"
The man still laughs in frustration, as if he wants to bloom his life’s smile. He said brightly, "You can die in World War I, but you regret it!"
Ximen Chuixue said, "Me too …"
Chapter seventy-five The sea is floating
The man in black said softly, as if remembering: "Two hundred years ago, I was alone in the valley when my life dissipated. Therefore, my sword was absorbed and imprisoned in the sword for more than two hundred years. Today I came out …"
Ximen Chuixue said, "You and I are both very lucky."
The man in black said, "Nice sword. I know you have a sword."
Ximen Chuixue slowly nodded and his right hand lifted the whole Penglai Fairyland, but it was a slight vibration. The water in the spring suddenly surged, and the last sword as pale as snow rose with the surging spring water Ran Ran.
"whoosh!" The sword flew out and appeared in Ximen Chuixue’s white right hand. He said indifferently, "The sword god must have dedicated his life to Kendo. The sword god does not seek immortality or Buddha. The success or failure of the world, fame and fortune, is even more unworthy of me. I look forward to the honor and glory when I pursue that sword. That moment is eternal to me."
"Ha ha! ….. "Black dress person laughs, right hand slightly lifts the whole mass of black flame instantaneous concentration behind him to form a long sword with black flame." Demonbane’s disdain for killing abuse is his only mission. No one in heaven and earth can stop his pace from killing his heart … "
Two people are not far apart, but in a flash, the world seems like a long river, which separates them from each other. Two peerless swords float out of the river, and both of them exude sword meaning, black and white, intertwined with a little bit of blood red …
"Hey!" At this moment, a light shadow flashed, and Si Nian had already caught up with Si Nian’s weak eyebrows. He looked at Ximen Chuixue, who was as pale as snow, and the long-haired man in black. Their swords surpassed the swords of Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng when they fought. If the swords of the two men were outstanding, now they are extraordinary!
The two men hold swords and go forward, constantly circling the sword in the middle, and the sword is moving in a terrible shadow. At this moment, the two swords are no longer swords, but they are a person, but they are not mortal, god or magic. They are a lonely and lonely embodiment, and every sword is fighting together.
The master made a move to decide the outcome of the first world war. What’s worse, the gods and demons fought each other for a long time, but it could not be finished. Penglai Fairy Island was cut by all kinds of swords and shadows, and the whole island birds and animals fled in shock. The forest swayed slowly and finally collapsed to the ground, and the earth was shaking like a deep-sea earthquake, which constantly attacked Penglai Fairy Island.
The island has sunk in the crazy shock, and Ximen Chuixue and the black dress person’s sword are still fighting. The wind blade and sword shadow are constantly rushing around the two people, but they still face each other calmly and calmly.
Si Nianli’s exercise qi moves around in the whole body to resist the two men’s sword meaning. It’s just that the black gauze clothes are constantly being split and spilled blood.
Penglai fairy island is still sinking, and now the sea has flooded the island.
"Boom!" Black-and-white sword light suddenly exploded, and a huge gas ripple scattered in the semi-earthquake, reaching several miles in diameter.
"Peng Peng ….." Everywhere the gas strength reaches, the sea is full of waves of more than ten meters.
Ximen Chuixue and the men in black’s body defense strength has been bleak in the other side’s fierce attack, and finally "bang!" A broken two people were cut by each other’s crazy shock wave at the same time, and more than ten scars appeared instantly. Ximen Chuixue was as pale as snow, and his clothes were already blood robe. He was tottering while the black dress person was laughing "Ha ha! Ha ha! ….. it hurts! Come on! I think I’ve been fighting for defeat all my life, but I’ve finally got my wish, and I’ll regret it again in my life! Thank you Ximen Chuixue … "
The man in black closed his eyes after saying the last sentence … He had a shallow scar on his throat, but it cut his throat … His figure slowly dissipated …
Ximen Chuixue fell to the ground and looked up at the dissipated figure, but there was no other color in his eyes. He was always indifferent. "You didn’t lose because you were dead … but you didn’t have a sword …"
Penglai Fairy Island sank …
Si Nian was also hit hard in the crazy sword fighting between ghosts and gods. The eternal sword was actually shocked and flew to the distance by a gas. Si Nian is now in deep water and can watch it fly away. He is holding a huge wood and floating in the sea …
Sheng and Tianlong, because they were in the periphery of Penglai Xiandao, didn’t suffer much sword damage. They were also floating in the sea with minor injuries and holding stakes. At this moment, an object actually flew to the two people and waved to them, and they caught the flying object. It was an eternal sword! ……
Behind the bow of a big ship was the woman in red who was traumatized by Si Nian. At the moment, her lips were still pale and her meridians were badly damaged.
The woman asked the man in yellow, "I don’t understand. I also entered the martial arts, but I couldn’t walk ten moves in his hand?"
The yellow man looked indifferently at the sunken Penglai Xiandao sea and said indifferently, "Since you don’t understand, how many questions do you ask?" He has already devoted himself to the sword. You are only entering budokan, not his opponent. You are proud that you have not been reborn … "
Si nian da yin sheng and Tian long yin have been lying for several times
"Master Zhuang, how are you at the moment! Where is the eternal sword with us! "
Sinian replied softly, "It’s good to have it with you. I’m a little injured and floating in the sea now."
Tianlong immediately replied, "I’m in the sea with my life, and now I’m holding a huge wood and I don’t know where it’s floating."
A day and a night passed …
"Master Zhuang, we drifted to an island."
Si Nian said, "I am still in the sea."
Three days and three nights …
Tianlong said, "The boat of Zhuangzhu Villa has found us, and now we are returning to the Central Plains."
Si Nian said, "I am still in the sea."
Five days and five nights …
"Master Zhuang, we have arrived at Lingxiao City."
Si Nian said, "I am still in the sea."