Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 460

After several encounters, the desire to kill became more intense, the temptation was pointless, and only life and death were left.

Fisting and palming, unwilling to back down, Xuangang charged furiously, each of them saw their own red, and when they exploded in shock, it was already a hundred moves.

The blazing red light in Sima Yu's eyes was even more monstrous, and he smiled deeply while the edge of the fist was stirring: "In the past, you and I used swordsmanship to argue, and later we were listed together in the Seven Swords of Shenzhou, but today we want to use fists to determine life and death. Isn't it too ridiculous to come?"

Murong Zhuo's palm became more violent, but his mouth was as cold as ice: "It is the regret of my life to discuss friendship with you, and today I will cut off all ties."

While guarding the door, Sima Yu snorted coldly: "It's so dirty, if you have no greed for Shenyuan, what's the use of me having Su Qin's tongue?"

Murong Zhuo remained unmoved, pressed on step by step and said indifferently: "I have realized my mistake long ago, but you are the culprit after all."

Sima Yu couldn't hide his contempt, and sneered again and again: "The culprit? I just planned to take Feng Sanyi's life, but the Jiangnan Sword League still stands today. How about you? Gu Daxiao and Yusi died because of you , the foundation of the Bahuang Yuwuzhai was also destroyed, what qualifications do you have to accuse me of being the culprit?"

Murong Zhuo's face became more and more serious, he simply stopped answering, and just used "Daozhen Xuanjie" to continuously strengthen the offensive.

Sima Yu was forced to back down again and again, but he still did not forget to sneer: "Is it that you have become angry from embarrassment? If you only know how to deceive yourself and others, you will never be a hero, ha!"

The laughter didn't end, but the cold air in front of him was steep, Sima Yu didn't dare to neglect, the strong wind blew up when he slashed with his palms, almost melting the ice cone that hit the center of his eyebrows invisible.

In the blink of an eye, he exchanged two palms with Murong Zhuo, and then Sima Yu snorted: "Hidden weapon? I don't know who is more skilled than Jiang Liu's little sister, can you take her five blows?" Lingxue and six-petal plum?"

While speaking, several icicles came one after another, but none of them were able to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Sima Yu said calmly: "I have already said that what you have learned is not refined, mixed and not pure, only swordsmanship is not satisfactory, but you still don't know it. If you are willing to work hard, it seems that it will be difficult to enter the elegant hall after all."

Although Murong Zhuo was ridiculed repeatedly, his expression was calm, and he said in a calm voice: "If you talk too much, you will lose, and the time of death is not far away."

Sima Yu knew that a long battle would be unfavorable, so he sneered and said in a flash of thought: "Do you think Fang Wuque's giving you the emptiness Ruyi method is a good intention? Ha! Eighteen kinds of martial arts are self-made and exquisite. They may be of great benefit to others, but they are not for you. It is tantamount to sinking your feet in mud, making it more difficult for you to reach the pinnacle of martial arts."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Murong Zhuo's palm was extremely cold, and a three-foot ice front suddenly appeared out of thin air, piercing Sima Yu's throat.

However, the sword emperor of Xijiang is easy to deal with, the two fingers of the consonant have already intercepted the sword, and the peerless Lieyuan instantly disintegrated the entire ice front.

But at this moment, Sima Yu suddenly felt that something was wrong. It turned out that there was a blazing sword energy hidden in the ice front.

Inspired by Sima Yu's Lieyuan, this sword energy suddenly became more than several times stronger, and it still pierced his throat in the same way!

In the blink of an eye, I saw that the master's cultivation base, Sima Yu's body was fused with strong energy, and it turned out to be a powerful body with the same source of power, which completely swallowed the blazing sword energy.

Inwardly, he cried out dangerously, but suddenly felt a bone-piercing chill in his throat that exploded instantly. Sima Yu couldn't help but change his face in shock, and finally suddenly realized that if there can be fire in ice, why can't there be ice in fire?

It's a pity that it's too late to comprehend, Murong Zhuo's paradoxical sword has been planned for a long time, now that he has the power, how can he let the dead enemy go, the ice sword condenses again amidst the sneer, and stabs at Sima Yu's heart.

Sima Yu only felt the icy cold air in his throat spread rapidly, and the surrounding air vessels were blocked by it. Although he was full of anger and hatred, he wanted to fight back with fire, but he had more energy than he wanted, so he could only dodge with all his strength, hoping to get over the situation A round of decline.

Murong Zhuo knew in his heart that Sima Yu's blazing martial arts was the nemesis of Frost's True Qi, so naturally he would not let go of this fleeting opportunity to defeat the enemy.

In an instant, I saw the frosty blade curling the snow, the cold light moving the sky, and the piercing sword light shining ten steps away. The sword wind is like the god of mystery passing through the border, and it is bound to cut off the opponent's vitality.

Murong Zhuo's excellent knowledge, is it a waste of fame, plus at this time, one is ebb and flow, even if Sima Yu is a supernatural being, how can he be as solid as gold?

At a fraction of a second, Sima Yu's ribs suddenly appeared, and then there was a muffled sound of muscle tearing, and scalding blood splashed everywhere on the spot.

The pain pierced his heart, and it made Sima Yu furious, his whole body reached its peak in an instant, the freezing air evaporated in the sound of violent shouting, and his blood-red eyes were as bright as red demon stars. It shattered Murong Zhuo's ice sword.

Murong Zhuo hit the target with a single blow with all his strength, and at this moment he had already collected his strength, and at the moment when he retreated gracefully, the ice sword in his palm reappeared, and he threw it with the power of thunder, and a hurricane was rolled up in the ear-piercing sound, killing the cold front It shot straight at Sima Yu's eyebrows.

Sima Yu hadn't had time to recover, he was already at the end of his strength, how dare he confront the enemy head-on at this time, he had no choice but to lean back and dodge.

But Sima Yu was still a little slow in the end, Bing Feng split his hair into a bun on the spot, and screamed at his face, making the masters of this school almost faint.

Before he had time to recover from the decline, two ray of vigour, one cold and one blazing, struck his chest again, revealing the meaning of boundless killing.

Knowing that there was no room for avoidance, Sima Yu simply put all his eggs in one basket, and now he also threw out both palms, trying to defeat the Bingyan Shuangjue.

Suddenly, Sima Yumeng felt that all the fierce energy in his palm was absorbed by his opponent's Yan Jin, just like a long river bursting its embankment, unstoppable.

Just at this time, Bone Bone Cold Energy also took advantage of the emptiness, following the meridians and directly approaching the center of Sima Yu's Qi Sea.

The sea of ​​qi is the source of internal power, once it is broken by the enemy, the martial arts practice in this life will be destroyed.

After all, Sima Yu is a master of martial arts. He made a decisive decision on life and death in an instant. Lie Yuan Zhengang showed the power of the flame god, and suddenly burst into anger. The sky-shattering roar shocked hundreds of miles. .

Murong Zhuo's ears felt as if struck by lightning, his whole body was full of qi, and the ice and flames almost rushed back and went off on the spot.

With a muffled snort, Murong Zhuo hurriedly withdrew his strength, and several icicles condensed between his fingers, waiting for the right time to counterattack Sima Yu.

Sima Yu's repeated battles had already pushed his skills to the limit, like a strong bow stretched like a full moon, the bowstring stretched to the point where it could no longer be stretched.

Murong Zhuo's ice picks might not be a threat at ordinary times, but at this moment they are like sharp knives that cut off the bowstring, and they affect his whole body.

All of a sudden there was a muffled sound, the ice pick hit Sima Yu's shoulder, Sima Yu couldn't hold on anymore, he raised his head and a bloody arrow scattered like a fishy mist, he staggered and retreated while dizzy, his whole body was already on the verge of falling.

Murong Zhuo made several preparations and fierce attacks, and finally gained the upper hand here.But he knew very well that his opponent could do something, so he suppressed the blood churning, and stretched out both palms in mid-air, mercilessly stamping on Sima Yu's chest.

Sima Yu seemed to have lost his mind, and at the moment of death, he was unstoppable, and flew out like a kite with a broken string in his palm, and fell into the cold and deep cave.

(End of this chapter)