The bright moon hangs high,
It casts endless cold light, giving the entire earth a cold color.
It gives people a feeling of silence and coldness.
This feeling is strongest in Siming Mountain.
There was a chill in the air, a chilling chill.
This chill comes from the same place,
from a person,
A knife in one's hand.
This knife is a weapon made of fine iron. Although it is considered a high-quality weapon, it is still just an ordinary knife.
But tonight,
This knife is no longer ordinary.
It has become extraordinary and no longer ordinary.
Because this sword accomplished an incredible thing tonight.
This sword can defeat three great masters tonight.
The three ceiling fighters in this world are unable to hold their heads high.
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Martial Lord Bixuan said tiredly: "What's going on with Ta Ma De? This sword technique is evil, and the people are also evil. He has cut nearly fifty or sixty times. Is he so angry that he doesn't want money?"
Master Yijian Master Cai Lin also said with a tired look on his face: "Who says it's not the case? I'll keep asking endless questions."
Martial Lord Bixuan asked angrily: "Is there any other way? Song Que's method won't work. We can't get close at all."
Song Que is younger than Bi Xuan and Fu Cailin, so it's okay to call him by his first name, and they are not friends in the first place.
At this point it is nothing more than forced cooperation.
Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, said impatiently: "There is no way."
Master Yijian Master Cai Lin said with a cautious face: "If we add another master at the Grand Master level, we will definitely be able to kill the tyrant Yang Guang with great force."
Martial Master Bixuan joked: "There are only a few great masters in the world. How about finding a great master at this time to come and help?"
Master Yijian Master Cai Lin snorted with a mocking look on his face: "Hmph! There are at least two more Grand Masters in Siming Mountain."
As soon as these words came out, Martial Lord Bixuan and Heavenly Sword Song Que fell silent.
You are not a novice who has just come out to join the world. How can you not know what is going on?
It was clearly those people who were waiting,
Wait for them to continue fighting,
Wait for them to fight more intensely.
Wait for them to fight until both lose,
They come out again to reap the benefits of the fishermen.
This made Master Yijian Master Cai Lin and the three of them feel extremely heavy.
If it drags on, the three of them will be completely trapped in Siming Mountain.
Master Yijian Master Cai Lin said: "We must break the situation, otherwise even if we drag the tyrant Yang Guang until his internal strength is exhausted, we will be left here forever by a group of rats."
Heavenly Sword Song Que and Martial Master Bi Xuan couldn't help but look at Fu Cailin. Fu Cailin obviously had an idea when he said this.
Master Yijian Master Cai Lin said sternly: "Don't act anymore at this time. None of you have shown your true skills, have you?"
Song Que and Bi Xuan both had non-committal expressions on their faces. They basically had the same opinion in their minds and kept their trump cards to guard against their two temporary teammates.
Master Yijian Fu Cailin frowned and said: "Between the three of us, Bi Xuan, your attack is the fastest and the damage is the strongest. You gather your strength, we will cover you, get close to Yang Guang, knock away his weapons, and then kill Yang together." wide."
Song Que's face was a little gloomy. He was planning to kill the emperor of the Central Plains in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, he felt like the lieutenant general was rubbing his face crazily on the ground!
The swordsmanship of Master Yijian Master Cai Lin is all about Yi Jian. How can he not understand people's hearts?
Master Yijian Master Cai Lin quickly said: "Yang Guang has obviously lost his humanity. If you don't kill him, you will definitely die. And if this murderous nature comes out of Siming Mountain, it will inevitably set off a monstrous murder. Don't worry about it."
Song Que was silent when he heard the words, neither agreeing nor refusing, but mechanically deflected the slap in the face.
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Martial Lord Bixuan is in a state of unity with his horse and man, his eyes are stern.
The weapon "Moon Wolf Spear" in his hand kept spinning in the sky, and the power on it would be strengthened by one turn.
“Ho ho ho ho!!!!!!”
The sound of the spear spinning and cutting the air is getting louder and louder, and the pressure on people is getting stronger and stronger.
At this time, he was accumulating strength on the spot and did not charge with his horse.
Because it must be a straight charge in order for it to have the bonus of strength.
but,
Obviously it is impossible to charge in a straight line at this time.
If you charge, you will be met with the majestic sword energy coming your way.
He returned to the spot without blocking or avoiding and was chopped alive.
If you block or avoid the charge and charge, you will be interrupted.
So he gathered his strength and waited.
Waiting for Fu Cailin and Song Que,
Wait for the opportunity!
Wait for Fu Cailin and Song Que to create an opportunity for him.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to attack.
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Master Yijian Master Cailin entered his own state of mind,
At this time in his heart,
around myself,
Siming Mountain,
This entire space turned into a chessboard in his mind.
It was as if the whole world had become a chessboard.
Fu Cailin's expression was neither sad nor happy, and there were only endless calculations and endless deductions in his mind.
In the eyes of those watching the battle, Fu Cailin looked like the old man next door who had finished dinner.
Take a walk on the roadside path to eat.
Fu Cailin's steps were very steady, very slow, and very leisurely.
Continuously, forty-meter-long giant air blades fell from the sky in the distance, or swept across the sky.
but,
None of them could hurt Fu Cailin at all.
Fu Cailin just held a sword in his hand.
Every time he takes a step, he thrusts a sword into the air or releases a stream of sword energy.
The sword energy that was unleashed seemed inexplicable to others.
Because I can't see the reason for doing this.
It's like you're firing a machine gun into the air. It's just a waste of bullets!
but,
next moment,
No one feels that way anymore.
The sword energy that had been released in the air for unknown reasons before hit the blade of the demon sword that followed.
It was as if the two of them were performing together with a tacit understanding, allowing the attack to hit Fu Cailin's sword edge.
Every sword strike was so correct, so accurately predicting where the magic sword would arrive.
Fu Cailin's steps were slowly advancing,
step!
Two steps!
Three steps!
Four steps!
Five steps!
…
Although it is a very slow step, the distance across domains is actually not far at all.
And every step is not easy.
Not only is it not easy, it is also very complicated.
Each of Fu Cailin's sword swings was made after countless deductions in his mind.
Each sword hit the weakest point of the magic sword's edge.
These are all very laborious. Although the movements are very freehand and unrestrained, Fu Cailin's eyebrows are a little swollen and painful.
He is also working hard to do this!
Sudden,
Master Yijian, Master Cai Lin, was lying on the ground with his sword, and shouted in a very exhausted voice: "Brother Song, it's your turn."
Song Que suddenly jumped out from behind Fu Cailin, and then slashed out with a sword, colliding with the magic sword's sword energy.
Fu Cailin's spirit was exhausted. Seven points were true and three points were false.
He was also on guard against Song Que and Bi Xuan. If they escaped, he would immediately stop resisting the attack.
He is also afraid of overconsumption.
Fu Cailin glanced at several places in the distance.
