Chapter 33 Swordsmanship

'Wait a minute!' Just as the twelve swordsmen were ready to take action, the second prince of the demon world abandoned the woman's body on the ground and stopped the way. With a slight motion, the four demons smashed their internal organs, leaving only a breath of Fengyun Wuji pulled over. One foot stepped heavily on Fengyun Wuji's face and twisted it twice. The second prince said coldly, "The humble human beings have always been like you, overesponderable!" Bum! The second prince spit heavily on Fengyun Wuji's face, stepped down heavily with one foot, and a click came. The second prince's right foot actually penetrated Fengyun Wuji's chest, and his right foot penetrated from his back and stepped into the soil. Fengyun Wuji is motionless, only supported by a strong will.' Is he dead?'' I'm dead, I'm sure!''" Humph, he died like this. It's too cheap for him. Human beings have always been so cheap. Without strength, nothing!" He stepped heavily on Fengyun Wuji's face again, and the second prince took the four demon guards and left.

The free man took a look at the wind and clouds that broke his chest, sighed, and went away. I don't know how long it took, there was no one in the valley. Under the void, there was only a woman who committed suicide and the dead body of Fengyun Wuji. Thunderbolt! The Thunderbolt! A huge lightning flashed across the sky, and then surging clouds came from all sides. Layers of dark clouds kept gathering in the sky, and lightning shuttled between the clouds. Thick dark clouds rotated in the sky, and then fell in a vortex from the sky with thousands of lightning, and the bottom end of the vortex sank into the chest of the wind and clouds on the ground. A faint gray fog gushed out from the ground, covering a radius of a hundred feet. A strong suction held up Fengyun Wuji's body, and the gray smoke sank into Fengyun Wuji's body like a long whale absorbing water. Fengyun Wuji suddenly opened his eyes, and a golden pupil was exposed from under his eyelids. With a gentle wave of his hand, the dark clouds surging from the sky were cut off, and on the ground, the inexcessive gray smoke poured into his body from the soles of his feet. A more powerful breath than ever burst out of Fengyun Wuji's body. Fengyun Wuji walked over step by step, bent down and picked up the woman. The woman's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on her pale face. She was not dead yet. The martial artist, with the support of a thought, could still extend her life for a short time.

The woman looked at Feng Yun Wuji calmly, and her blood-stained hand moved on the ground. After a moment, she finally did not move, and her face still maintained the sad smile.

Fengyun Wuji looked down, and there was a line of crooked blood words written on the ground: "Thank you, thank you!" Ah! Feng Yun Wuji held the woman's body, looked up to the sky and let out a long cry of grief and indignation, and an indescribable pain held his heart.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Fengyun Wuji lowered his head, and his whole body seemed to be stunned. After saying several sorrys in a row, Fengyun Wuji held the woman's body, stepped on the turbulent fog, and walked forward step by step towards the knife field.' I'm sorry!' After saying that, a line of eyes slipped from Mu Ran's face.

Fengyun Wuji crosses ten feet and goes to the knife field. Boom!! A huge lightning flashed over the knife field, and a wide range of dark clouds came from the knife field in the distance. Under the dark cloud, a pale man with stiff eyes approached from a distance with a gray-faced woman in his arms. Boom!! There was another thunderous sound, and the heavy rain suddenly poured down. The man was drenched in the rain and hugged a woman who had been dead for a long time and approached step by step. What kind of person! This is the knife field, retreat quickly!' Two disciples of Daoyu saw Fengyun Wuji approaching, flew forward and asked. Bang Bang!! With a crisp sound, two blood stains appeared from the foreheads of the two disciples in the knife field, and then stretched down. With a clam, the two silently divided into four halves, fell to the ground, and blood gushed out. Fengyun Wuji hugged the woman, stepped on the bodies of the two disciples of the knife field, and walked to the depths of the knife field. Among all kinds of ancient weapons, knives are respected. The sword domain is a clear proof. No one has ever imagined how a sword will be strong to the extreme, and what will a fierce sword be to the extreme? Today, Daoyu finally saw the most fierce sword in ancient times. The boundless sword spirit hit the space of the whole knife field like waves. The disciples of the knife field felt that it was generally powerful. The fierce sword spirit was across the whole sword field. As far as the sword spirit could reach, the sword in the hands of many disciples turned into powder with a click. Under the coercion of great excitement and death, Fengyun Wuji's nine-turn life-and-death Xuangong finally reached the realm of the fifth turn, and the highest practice of the nine-turn life-and-death Xuangong in the whole Taigu is only the sixth turn. More than that, I saw a woman humiliated in front of herself, but there was nothing she could do. Feng Yun Wuji was greatly stimulated, and her spiritual power soared a hundred times under this excitement. The idea of the sword body method broke through the second day and reached the third day of the third day and the third layer of the realm of the heavenly sword The realm of the sword emperor that has never existed in ancient times. No one knows what the power of the sword emperor is, but it is just the realm of the heavenly sword, which is already terrible. The originally silent knife field, the shadow flashed in the blink of an eye, and countless disciples in the knife field in white robes came from all directions, but in the flash, tens of thousands of disciples of the knife field had gathered in front of Fengyun Wuji.

"Hahaha..." Feng Yun Wuji laughed wildly at the sky, but there was a cry in the laughter. The laughter suddenly stopped. A pair of blood-covered eyes appeared in the eyes of tens of thousands of Daoyu disciples. The undisguised murderous intention in his eyes shocked everyone. The moment they saw this eye, I took a breath.

"You all deserve to die!" Fengyun Wuji almost burst out this sentence from the evil teeth. His body was slanted, and the indestructible 'left road' had already taken action. With the support of the powerful fifth turn of Xuangong, Zuodao took action. A blazing light reflected the whole sky shining, and almost wanted to bombard the power of tearing the whole world towards

Everyone roared, and tens of thousands of people plucked their knives at the same time. No one thought that the knife road could be domineering. The disciples of the knife field could be called a huge knife spirit. Compared with this knife that changed the world and changed the world, it was simply a small witch. Tens of thousands of knives took action, which The strength still blows countless people away.

Fengyun Wuji's figure suddenly turned into a virtual shadow and rushed into the disciples of the knife field. He held the woman's body in his left hand. The sword gall of his right hand had already taken action. The long sword was raised and the blood splashed. No one could block the move. All the knives that touched the sword were smash The throat is cut.

A tortuous stream of light gallops through tens of thousands of disciples in the knife field, and the sound of screams is endless. When the streamer is stagnant and appears in shape, thousands of disciples in the knife field behind Fengyun Wuji cover their throats with their hands, and their mouths make a 'woo-woo' sound. A bloody He fell straight down.

A domineering breath gushed out like lightning from the depths of the knife field, and a majestic voice sounded over the knife field: "Who dares to come to my knife field to be wild?"