Alienated Martial Arts.

Zen mind moves quickly through the darkness.

He was in a hurry and felt great pressure at the same time.

This kind of pressure is the most real perception of the spirit of the black abyss as a patron of the dark abyss.

In other words, even the Abyss of Darkness is in a hurry.

Although the Zen mind clearly understands that Heiyuan does not have the self-will that living beings should have, but it is in a hurry.

Guiding him, or even urging him, to save the life of the Grand Master who carried Heiyuan's spirit.

In fact, without the guidance of Heiyuan's spirit, Zen Xin would never stand by and let the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion take action.

After all, during his trip to the Nine Sacred Mountains not long ago, his greatest achievement was to accept this Henglian Grandmaster to see Heiyuan.

Not only did Heiyuan's spirituality become more lively, but even the favor he received became a little stronger.

But for Zen Mind, these changes are not the most important.

Instead, through the conversation with the young master of horizontal training, he was able to truly let go of his obsession, break through the confusion, and figure out what he should do to be worthy of his identity as a person favored by the spirit of Heiyuan.

The stronger the dark walker, the stronger the spirit of Heiyuan.

Regardless of whether they are good or bad, human or dog, as long as they can bear the spirit of the dark abyss, and can continue to live on, they are the most devout disciples of the black abyss.

What three animals and six animals, what worship ceremony, are all nonsense.

The ultimate goal is to pull people's heads, so that more warriors can see Heiyuan, and successfully carry Heiyuan's spirit. Whoever can do more will be the most fanatical and devout Heiyuan patron.

Therefore, the death of a Henglian master is definitely an unacceptable and huge loss for the Zen mind at this stage.

And judging from the guidance of Heiyuan's spirit, it seems that the instinct seems to be the same for it, which is neither life nor thing.

Swish!
The speed of the Zen heart is so fast that it drives the corpses of the surrounding esoteric religions to rush in the dark wilderness.

But he still directly lost the trace of the Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Even the perception of the imperial envoy's secret method is empty, without any trace.

It's as if this person no longer exists in the world. If you want to find him, you can only wait for him to show up and come out to you.

"The sword is in the sheath, not showing its sharp edge. The hidden sword technique of the hidden sword pavilion is really restrained to the extreme."

"I was just one step late, so I lagged behind every step, and I couldn't find where the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was."

The Zen mind knots the inner binding seal, and then turns the outer binding seal.

God and spirit communicate, body and mind unite.

At this moment, the state of mind became crystal clear, carefully observing and perceiving the changes in the surrounding environment.

After a dozen or so breaths, he turned around abruptly and looked towards the direction where the first ray of sword light quietly appeared in the distance.

"In such a short period of time, the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion appeared so far away.

Leaving other things aside, his body speed alone has surpassed most of the master warriors. "

"Fortunately, the person I want to protect is practicing the Vajra Secret Technique, and he has become a secret sect horizontal training master. Even facing a master of swordsmanship like the master of the hidden sword pavilion, he can persist for a long time longer than other warriors."

Zen heart took a deep breath and let it out heavily.

He did not continue on his way.

Instead, he stood motionless in the snow, and even his expression became a little cold and solemn at this moment.

The night wind blows, bringing a chilly coolness.

The ice crystal fragments fell down and quickly merged with the snow that had landed earlier.

Everything looks normal.

But in the perception of the Zen mind, everything around is very abnormal.

Suddenly, he suddenly turned his head and looked back.

A esoteric master who was infused with the spirit of Heiyuan after sitting down disappeared at this time.

Only a piece of clothing was left, which was swept away by the strong wind.

"kindness!?"

With a thought in Zen's mind, he suddenly looked down at his body.

Just above the left shoulder, a strangely distorted palm appeared at some point.

The five fingers were as black as ink, and as thin as sticks, they snapped down silently.

"What is this?"

"This inexplicable and weird feeling, could it be the twisted black shadow mentioned by the master of the hidden sword pavilion just now, because his companion was killed and wanted to take revenge, and then quietly chased him all the way to the depths of the northern wilderness?"

Zen Xin was expressionless, with a fearless mark on his right hand, and just before the black twisted palm fell, he gently raised his hand to touch it.

The palms intersect and the five fingers kowtow to each other.

Two different blacks quietly converge in one place.

But it didn't cause any noise, and the whole process was extremely quiet.

But at the next moment, blood gushed out from the seven orifices of the Zen Heart without warning, soaking the entire face in an instant.

But he didn't seem to realize it, his pair of pupils were shining brightly, his gaze pierced through the faintly visible black streamer beside him, and he finally saw what was hidden in the streamer.

Behind that twisted arm was an ordinary-looking young woman.

She was wearing a leather cap with ear protectors on her head, and she was also wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers that were common to the Northern Wilderness Tribe. Her skin on her face was a little rough and red. At first glance, she looked like an ordinary herdsman's daughter.

However, when Zen Xin met her eyes, he discovered something different.

It was a pair of black and white pupils.

There was no respect due to the esoteric guru, but a look of curiosity, but it also gave him a reserved and cold feeling of aloofness.

The two held hands and interlocked their fingers, observing each other silently, neither of them broke this weird and weird tacit understanding.

Suddenly, with a movement of the twisted palm that was completely black like a shadow, it directly broke away from the restraint of the Zen Heart Fearless Seal, and pressed down on his body again.

"Something that doesn't know how to live or die."

Zen heart stamped on the ground, heavy hand shadows.

Like a petaled white lotus blooming in the dark void, silently meeting the falling pitch-black sharp claws.

The two clashed and collided, but there was still no sound.

Everything is silent, only the whistling wind is around.

Click!

There was a soft bang without warning.

It was like the sound of broken porcelain, quietly resounding in Zen Xin's ears.

There was a sudden flash in front of his eyes, and he immediately ignored it, without thinking or thinking, and struck out with another palm.

boom!
A blast of thunder rolled across the ground.

The huge forces collided and clashed, directly blasting out a big hole on the gentle slope where the Zen heart was.

The ice, snow, sand and rocks flew high, and then fell heavily, hitting the surrounding ground with crackling, instantly like a hailstorm of black and white.

The smoke and dust in the pit gradually dissipated.

A figure standing upright inside was revealed.

Zen Xin breathed slowly and calmly, and began to pick and choose in the big pit, looking for something.

Not long after, he crawled out of the pit.

He didn't go far, so he found a fairly flat place nearby, and began to assemble the pieces in his hand little by little, and finally he recovered a face with no expression.

This is the young woman.

What makes Chan Xin a little puzzled is that no matter from which angle she looks at it, she should not be a warrior with good strength.

But just an ordinary tribal woman.

But it was such a person who just caught three of his shots.

Although he didn't really use his full strength to test the other party's reality and spy information the first two times, but even so, the other party's performance has somewhat exceeded Zen Xin's expectations.

What's even more strange is that he didn't find any more pieces of meat at the bottom of the pit.

It seemed that except for this face, the woman's entire body had been turned into fly ash and scattered, leaving no trace of it.

In addition, there is also the look in her eyes that has just been revealed, which also makes Chan Xin inexplicably feel that something is wrong.

It was as if someone else had occupied the woman's body and was full of curiosity about everything around her, so they attacked.

Zen Xin restrained her thoughts, was about to leave but stopped suddenly.

The next moment, he slowly raised his head and looked at the pitch-black night sky.

There was a puzzled and dignified expression on his face, and even a somewhat dazed expression.

Near a clump of low shrubs buried in ice and snow.

Wei Tao turned around slowly, looking coldly at the direction where the black shadow dissipated.

The shadow surged silently again, and soon a beautiful woman with two swords walked out of it.

She was dressed in white, but there were some holes in many places, revealing the same fair skin underneath.

The body is also a little twisted, the shoulders and waist seem to have been eaten by wild beasts, several areas are potholed, and there are dried blood around them.

"You just launched a sneak attack, and you have already angered me."

Wei Tao moved his body, looked down at the woman with the sword who was not half as tall as him, and said in a low voice,
"I didn't expect to see a swordsman like you. I've heard that there is hidden swordsmanship in the Cangjian Pavilion, so after practicing this swordsmanship, it can affect the perception of other warriors and let me walk in the dark shadows?"

Facing the ferocious figure over four meters tall, she remained silent and silent.

He just stood there with a blank expression, focusing his eyes on Wei Tao and Ni Tang, and didn't even blink from the beginning to the end.

"Junior Brother Wei, she is a little strange."

Ni Tang's voice sounded quietly, "This person, maybe she can no longer be called a human being, at least not a living person."

Wei Tao didn't rush to make a move, but asked, "If she's not human, what does Senior Sister think she is?"

"At first glance, she is a corpse controlled by others, but when I feel it carefully, I feel that something is not right."

Ni Tang pondered and said slowly, "Junior Brother pays attention to her hair, it seems that it is not her own, but this change happened later."

And the shadow that wrapped around you just now should have a lot to do with her hair. "

Wei Tao nodded slightly, his body restrained and returned to his original appearance, and he walked towards her step by step.

His pace is not fast, and the stop and go can even be said to be very slow.

Much slower than normal walking speed.

Therefore, within a short distance of less than 20 meters, it took ten breaths of time before he really stood in front of the woman with the sword.

"Senior Sister is right, although her hair and body are integrated, but she can find incongruity and inappropriateness from it.

There is also a slight change in the way she looks at me, which is very different from what I just thought was the corpse of Emperor Wu. "

Wei Tao paused when he said this, raised his hand to grab the slender and fair neck, and lifted him up high.

The touch is smooth and cold, it is indeed not the touch of a living person's body.

She didn't even have any resistance, the only movement was to slowly turn her eyes, looking up and down at the man in front of her.

Wei Tao frowned slightly, and his tone was slightly puzzled, "I have a feeling of being spied on, as if someone is watching secretly through her eyes."

shuh...

At this moment, his eyes suddenly blurred,
Dense eyes appeared in the line of sight, glowing with bright red blood in the darkness.

"I'm disgusted by this too dense arrangement."

Wei Tao exhaled slowly, "At first, I wanted to go back to the source and find out what kind of secrets are hidden in you, so that you can live in this state for a while longer.

However, if you insist on using this method to erode and pollute my perception, then you are looking for death, and you can't blame others. "

His hands snapped violently.

There was a bang.

Suddenly blood splattered, and flesh and blood flew apart.

Spread out on the ground with a radius of several meters.

All eyes disappeared, and the wilderness under the night returned to normal.

Wei Tao pinched a strand of blood-stained hair in his hand, and the doubt on his brows not only did not disappear with the death of the woman with the sword, but instead became more intense.

They twisted and twisted like snake coils, and tried to penetrate his body through the skin.

The next moment, he slowly lowered his head and looked at the ground that suddenly became slippery.

The original white snow and ice had disappeared, replaced by surging black hair, which instantly engulfed him.

There was even a muffled sound.

Wei Tao remained expressionless, letting these things wrap around his body.

When the last gap was closed, a blood-red blood-red mysterious thread suddenly gushed out from it.

Black and red are intertwined, strangling and devouring each other.

As time went by, the scarlet color gradually gained the upper hand, engulfing all the black hair.

Ni Tang came up to him, "This thing seems to be a bit like the mysterious thread of the imperial emissary of Junior Brother Wei."

"It's similar, but not the same."

Wei Tao thought about it and said slowly, "When I was surrounded by these things, I felt peeped again, like a pair of eyes that didn't exist in the night, but seemed to be everywhere. on me."

Ni Xuan nodded slowly, "I also had the feeling of being spied on secretly just now, but it's not as strong as my junior brother."

Wei Tao wanted to say something, but just stopped when he opened his mouth.

The two turned their heads together and saw the figure approaching.

This is an old man in green clothes, with a huge sword box on his back.

As the distance between the two sides approached, the large dark void seemed to be stagnant, and even the cold wind could not enter it.

"Old man Yeyi, the current master of the Cangjian Pavilion."

The old man stopped a few feet away, "Did the two of you just now also be attacked by enemies hidden in the shadows, and felt like you were being spied on?"

He spoke slowly, his voice mechanically stiff, and it sounded rather strange.

"We were not only attacked by enemies in the shadows, but also seemed to be slashed a few times by the old man."

A smile appeared on Wei Tao's face, "In the end, I didn't expect that you would dare to show up. Do you really think that we are soft persimmons that anyone can grab at will?"

The master of the hidden sword pavilion stretched out his hand to hold the sword box behind his back, "compared with our little misunderstanding before, what the old man said now is more important, and I hope that the two of you will focus on the overall situation, and don't let yourself suffer even more because of a small loss. Tragic loss."

Ni Tang observed carefully, and then whispered at this moment, "He is a little abnormal, Junior Brother, don't listen to what this person says easily."

While speaking, she reached out and interlocked his five fingers.

Curling up her slender index finger, she wrote the word "fa" on her palm.

Wei Tao patted the back of Ni Huang's hand lightly, signaling her to step back, and he took a step forward slowly, standing between the three of them.

"That's your overall situation, not mine. Pavilion Master Ye slashed me four times. As long as you can make me return four punches, I agree with you. I think it was just a small misunderstanding.

Four swords for four punches, no matter how you look at it, you are making money, what do you think the old man will do? "

The Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was silent for a long time, and suddenly showed an inexplicable smile, "I gave you a way to live, but you insisted on seeking death by yourself, but you have fulfilled the old saying that you must do your own crimes and you cannot live."

Click!

His voice fell, and the sword box behind his back opened wide.

Dozens of long swords of different styles shoot out from it.

Whistling around the master of the hidden sword pavilion.

Wei Tao narrowed his eyes suddenly.

In his perception, everything disappeared.

Whether it was the figure of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion or the long sword walking around him, they all disappeared.

The next moment, a strong sense of threat suddenly appeared.

A ray of light like a moonlight appeared without warning and shone on him.

Its speed is so fast that it is even difficult for him to react.

Chi!
Wei Tao lowered his head slightly, only to see a red line as thin as a hair, about the length of a foot, on his left shoulder.

The wound was painless.

But in Wei Tao's eyes, no feeling is more terrifying than severe pain.

This shows that under the erosion of the opponent's sword intent, the flesh and blood around the red line has lost its feeling and turned into uncontrollable dead flesh.

This is also because of his blood net fighting, horizontal anode training, and his extremely strong physical body.

If it was another martial arts master, he would probably be cut in two by this sword and die on the spot.

shuh...

Without any warning, a ray of quiet light quietly bloomed on Wei Tao's body.

Another thin red line appeared on his body.

The skills of controlling swords and hiding swords are indeed extremely powerful.

Not only the lethality is astonishing, but also elusive, when he just felt the danger, he had already been cut on the body.

It is similar to Emperor Wu's Huangji seal.

That being the case.

Wei Tao exhaled heavily.

Yuan Taiyin was transferred to Huangji Seal, and the four spirits descended at the same time.

Blocked a large space around.

Swish!
Another ray of moonlight shines on the body.

Leaves faint traces that cannot be traced in the spiritual mind.

Wei Tao took a step forward at this moment.

Throwing a punch in a certain general direction.

boom!
His stature swelled rapidly.

The true meaning of martial arts is integrated into the body, and the four spirits surround the body, condensing all the energy and spirit, and bursting out with a blow of all strength.

Click! ! !

A few more red lines were added to Wei Tao's body surface.

The sharp bone spurs broke, the cloud-patterned black scales shattered, and blood splattered in all directions.

The silence was broken at the same time as the wailing sound of the long sword breaking.

Swish!
There are several cold lights coming.

Wei Tao still didn't care, and punched out again.

A few more wounds were added to his body, and what he got in return was the mournful sound of several broken swords.

Since the beginning of the fight to the present, the two have not met from beginning to end.

No one even sees anyone.

You hit yours, I hit mine, everyone hits their own.

The attack of the master of the hidden sword pavilion is elusive, and it brings a sense of cool and alienated beauty.

Wei Tao, on the other hand, is open and closed, majestic, controlling violence with violence, and convincing people with strength.

He didn't care whether he could accurately capture the location of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, as long as he knew the approximate range of the opponent, it was enough. Every time he punched, it seemed to turn a large area of ​​space upside down, and the entire cover was suppressed.

Forcing the master of the hidden sword pavilion to change his shape all the time.

It not only disrupts the rhythm of its shots, but also perceives and captures more breaths in the changes again and again.

Boom!

Wei Tao punched out again.

Smash the whole bush into a big hole.

The mud, sand, ice and snow exploded and rose high, as if a heavy rain had fallen.

He just stood up straight when his pupils suddenly shrank a little.

See a silver moon rising in the dark.

It was spinning slowly, bringing everything to a standstill at this moment.

Only the light and cold light was left, which was about to shine on him.

"Well done, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Wei Tao gave a low shout, instead of retreating, he rushed forward like lightning.

boom!
The dense "long black hair" protruded through the body, and before the seal of Yuantai Huangji fell, it soared upwards and entangled with the moon wheel made of long swords.

The master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion stretched out his hand to hold the untouched sword hilt at his waist, his eyes fell on the "black hair" that should not have appeared, and a surprised expression finally appeared on his stiff face.

boom!
The long black hair was tangled and twisted, making the sword wheel like a full moon stagnate for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious and huge body suddenly hit it.

Wei Tao broke through the sword wheel and stepped out with one step, the four spiritual intentions, like all martial arts true intentions, suddenly merged into his body.

His figure grew backwards, shrinking rapidly.

It seemed to have broken through the limitation of space, and appeared directly in front of the master of the hidden sword pavilion.

Then he punched down slowly from top to bottom.

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion drew out the long sword at his waist.

"The sword comes out without me!"

"Primary fetus returns to one!"

Boom!

Since the fight, the most violent duel broke out at this time.

The two figures collided with each other suddenly, and they clashed no less than a hundred times in an instant.

The collisions between fists and long swords were even more numerous.

Compared with the previous spirit covering the space and the sword wheel rising into the sky to reflect, the confrontation between the two sides at this time did not have much aftermath, but was fully tolerated by each of them.

Even more dangerous than before.

Click!

Wei Tao's left shoulder was pierced by the long sword, leaving a wound that was transparent from front to back.

Only less than half a foot away, he was about to be cut to the neck.

At the same time, he withdrew his right hand from the abdomen of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and a section of blood sausage was still squirming around his fingers.

The two figures staggered back at the same time.

Blood dripped to the ground.

But then, they collided suddenly again, starting the second round of life-and-death confrontation again.

Boom!

Until a thunderbolt rolled across the wilderness.

The two finally separated completely.

Wei Tao was dressed in rags, dripping blood all over his body, almost turned into a blood man.

The master of the hidden sword pavilion held a bare hilt in his right hand.

The left hand was broken at the elbow, and there was a huge hollow between the chest and abdomen, and the internal organs that were bleeding and wriggling could be clearly seen inside.

There are also dense black silk threads like long hair, wandering and entangled among them, barely fixing the organs that should have slipped out and fallen.

Even with such serious injuries, the Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion still had a cold and blank expression.

He slowly stood up straight, and said slowly, with a stiff tone, "Although this body has suffered more serious injuries, if you continue to fight, you must be the one who dies first."

Wei Tao didn't comment on this, but just sighed, "I don't know if you are the real Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, but you should never forget that I am different from you."

After a pause, he smiled, "I have a senior sister, but you don't."

"That's our biggest difference."

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was stunned.

Click! ! !

Three long swords pierced through the shoulders and back, and protruded from the chest.

Its power is as great as three javelins, which immediately knocked down the master of the Tibetan Sword Pavilion, and even nailed him to the ground.

"Senior sister, wait a minute."

Wei Tao opened his mouth at this moment, and stopped Ni Tang who was about to kill him.

The next moment, scarlet thread surged, wrapping the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion tightly, even sinking into his body along the wound, leaving only his head exposed.

After finishing all this, Wei Tao sighed wearily, "I have some doubts, so I'm not in a hurry to take his life."