Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

There was a creaking sound, that was the sound of Yangtian cutting dead branches, and suddenly Yangtian saw a crescent moon, a beautiful crescent!It's not the one in the sky, but the crescent moon in the scholar's hand.

Nicknamed Flying Fox, what he is best at is of course lightness of movement, but he feels that this is the greatest irony to himself.

Just now he wanted to attack that figure, so he took a step forward, this step is the first step in the beginning of his movement!But this step ruined everything for him...

Not only life, but also ambition, and pride.

Before he died, he saw the unwavering eyes, those were Bai Di's eyes!The eyes that many people have seen, those people are all dead, and he is no exception.

Two knives, two lives, without any confrontation, naturally it is impossible to come and go, the gap is too big, the two of them can't live for a moment, how long is that moment, they don't even know when they die.

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At night, the autumn fog suddenly rose, and the fog became thicker and thicker.

Holding the scimitar, Bai Ziyang looked at a mist in the distance... There was a figure in the mist, which seemed to be lighter than the fog, more illusory than the fog, and more unpredictable.

He seemed to be a phantom, and he seemed to be a ghost from the underworld.

Bai Ziyang smiled and swung the knife, the light of the knife flew out, and a figure was printed in the light of the knife that appeared at that moment, and the energy of the knife shook everything away.

The figure slashed and slashed, and this unparalleled sword light was actually blocked by him.

Although it was just a blade glow, it was Baidi's blade. Who in the world can catch this blade?

Bai Ziyang said slowly: "The leader of the Western Demon Cult!?"

"I thought that after practicing this 'magic knife cut', you will die under my knife. The previous teacher died of being swallowed by this knife technique, and it took me fifteen years to learn this knife , you are really terrifying. If you use all your strength to use that knife, you may not be able to block it even if you use the 'Divine Sword Slash'."

The whole body of the figure was pitch black, and the black robe was still covering its head, showing no contempt for its face.

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In the next chapter, Flying Knife is over, in the next volume of Shuangjiao, Chapter [-], Bai Ziyang went fishing, and he chased after him when he came back, but he failed to catch up.The fishing time is not short-lived, so it is understandable that he did not catch up. Stop chasing him because he is anxious to save the blue scorpion. .

The sixth and second chapters serve ghosts and gods, and the moon is like a sickle. "Please be automatic! "

The scimitars in the hands of the two are very similar, almost identical, the difference lies in the blade!

In Bai Ziyang's hands, there may be four characters of "serving ghosts and gods", but in his hands, there are no poetic seven characters of "listening to the spring rain in a small building overnight".

Bai Ziyang was looking at the black shadow, and the black shadow was also looking at Bai Ziyang.

The moonlight was printed on the cold light, and the two of them seemed to be integrated with the moonlight. It seemed that there were three moons in the sky and the earth.

Bai Ziyang asked with a smile, "You don't seem to introduce yourself."

Heiying sighed softly: "The name is just a symbol, Baidi shouldn't be a layman who pursues these things."

Bai Ziyang smiled and asked again: "Isn't it good to be remembered by a scholar? Don't you feel a pity that you are so handsome and died so unknown when a scholar fell?"

Hei Ying laughed, an incomparably sinister laugh, more penetrating than Yin Ye's crying.After laughing, he said lightly: "Maybe, in this way "Eight Three Seven" Baidi can remember me better, and maybe you are the one who fell."

Bai Ziyang shook his head: "Shouldn't they be allowed to go together?" There was only the sound of the wind blowing the autumn grass, but it was chilling, there were people in the grass, and there were many people.

"They didn't come to besiege and kill Baidi. They came to watch me atone for their sins. Although I practiced a magic sword, I lost my mind when I finished it. The demonic nature was so strong that I killed half of my congregation that day."

"So far... I came here to atone for my sins. I can only forgive myself by killing Baidi and sweeping the hegemony of the Central Plains." His voice suddenly became ethereal, as if it came from outside the sky.

It's foggy again!

Bai Ziyang nodded: "Then this knife will definitely not disappoint the scholar."

"Never!"

The two looked at each other like this, and the fog thickened a bit, as if it wanted to cover both of their bodies.The toad light suddenly shone around, and the black grass also flashed silver light.

He's out.

Endless saber energy emanated from the scimitar, forcing away the surrounding fog.

Like a ghost, like a ghost.With the magic knife in hand, the world is shocked, ghosts and gods cry!At first it looked like a crescent moon, but suddenly it turned into a halo of the moon, even if it was not waved out, it could reveal a murderous aura, and a strange aura that dazzled and confused people.

Bai Ziyang took a step with a smile, and the figure intersected with him in an instant, the two identical knives collided, and sparks were sparked...

The light of the knife pierced through the air, flying tens of feet, and there was light in the hazy darkness. The moonlight was two crescents.

He was wearing a strange black costume, and the shining knife light revealed his face, which was covered by a layer of black iron mask, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

This pair of eyes is just like others, ethereal and ethereal.

Facing the indifferent person and the saber swaying comfortably, the eyes became sharper.

I saw his figure becoming more and more ethereal, as if he didn't exist between heaven and earth, and at the same time stretched out a hand, a pale hand.

One hand is all-encompassing, controls the entire world, and seems to be able to absorb everything. This hand is called the "Heaven Judgment Earth Mie Great Soul Searching Hand". This hand of his is grabbing Bai Ziyang's upper body.

The strength of the palm seems to be invisible...

The witch moon of the night, the cold light of the sky, like the moon, the moon like a sickle, the harvest is over!This is Bai Ziyang's second stab at 'Wu Yue'. The two figures intersect, and the moment they intersect seems to be stagnant. There is no thrilling sound, and there is only a muffled sound.

The figure parted, both scimitars were still there, but the black shadow was missing a palm, his wrist was broken at the root, but there was no trace of bright red.

Looking at the palms on the ground, he raised his head and said hoarsely, "You have two knives? Why don't you try your best?"

Bai Ziyang said with a smile: "Let's count it as a shortcoming of a scholar. A scholar is crazy about martial arts. Seeing such a sword technique, he doesn't see the whole picture. I can't bear to send you on your way like this."

"Now do you see clearly?"