[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Journey to the Homeland

All of a sudden, the blade light as dark as night rises slowly, turning into a black dragon haunting in the black clouds, dancing and roaring in the air, covering the second floor of Yuxian Tower .

The name of the building is "Yu Xian", and this sword light also seems to come from the hands of a god, which is simply shocking.Of course, the sword light itself has a limited range and cannot spread to the entire floor.But everyone who sees it has a strange feeling that the sky is dark, the sky is dark, the day turns into dusk, and dusk turns into midnight.

It's not Qingluo Dao, but Ye Dao; it's not elegant and beautiful, full of poetic flavor, but it looks like a storm with the power of heaven and earth.It took advantage of the moment when the people in the banquet were in a state of shock, it descended with a bang and scattered all over the sky.

Yuxian Tower suddenly went dark, like another world, separating the guests from the night outside the building.In the yard outside the building, a large number of idlers were still looking up, curiously looking at the candle light from the window on the second floor, wondering when the Dragon King would come.

They couldn't see the knife, let alone know the result of the knife.

Aunt Gongsun sighed, smiled, and spoke. Before she finished speaking, a black light rose from behind Su Mengzhen.He reacted so quickly, he felt something in his heart in an instant, but at the same time fell into extreme horror, dazed as if in a dream, and even his movements were slow.He didn't draw out his famous Red Sleeve Knife, nor did he sprint to dodge it. Instead, he yelled and looked back in disbelief.

A person like him actually has to see it with his own eyes before he dares to trust his intuition.

The black dragon suddenly appeared, swift as a thunderbolt, easily wrapping around Bai Choufei's neck, submerging him in a pitch black wave.Bai Choufei was dressed in white, but suddenly disappeared, as if being swallowed by real waves.The black light jumped and churned, exuding a boundless cold air, like a huge wave crazily crashing against the reefs on the shore in the winter wind.

When Su Mengzhen looked back, he saw that the light of the sword had reached its peak, exhausted, retreated to the position of the master, and exposed Bai Choufei to everyone's sight again.

He is still Baichoufei, but with one head missing.His head and neck were separated, and he rolled to the ground, rolling to the circular space in the middle, spilling blood all the way.There was no pain on his face, not even surprise or panic, only slight doubts.Doubts are forever frozen on his face, just like his life is forever frozen in today.

The knife was so fast that he didn't understand what was going on, and he was so angry that he died.The headless corpse still maintained a sitting posture, with blood spurting upwards from the broken neck.Beads of blood splashed everywhere, onto Su Meng's pillow and robe, and fell into Yang Wuxie's black hair.

Yang Wuxie held up his teacup, unable to move anymore.

The blood light and the knife light are inseparably intertwined with each other.Even if the sword's momentum turns from prosperity to decline, others still can't tell the position of the person holding the sword.In fact, regardless of their martial arts skills, all of them had numb limbs and cold air coming from their backs. Not to mention being fearless in the face of danger, they dealt with it calmly. There were only a handful of them who could see clearly how Ye Dao cut off Bai Choufei's head.

On Lei Mei's delicate and jade-like cheeks, all the blood suddenly faded away.She didn't have time to think about it, she turned her head to look at Fang Yingkan who was sitting in the main seat, only to see that Mr. Pian Pianjia moved like a rabbit, pulled him up from the spot, flew into the sky like a white crane, and jumped to the beam of the lobby on the second floor.

Among the people present, he had the fastest reaction.He knows a lot of things, but when it comes to seriousness, there are not many things that are useful, so he is as frightened as Lei Mei, and he can't give any instructions.What's more, a thought suddenly came to his mind: "This is aimed at me, this is an arrangement to kill me!"

If you do too many bad things, you will immediately feel guilty when you encounter an accident.Therefore, when Baichoufei's head landed, his people had already reached the sky, and transformed into the young master Liangshang.After he stood still, he vaguely felt two cold and indifferent gazes sweeping towards him in the light of the saber splashing across the sky, they circled him and ignored him.

Marquis of Supernatural Powers became Marquis of Changtian, but no one laughed at his cowardice.At least he still remembers the leap, at least he didn't just sit still, wondering if this was a fucking dream.

The falling head finally stopped rolling, and Su Mengzhen also faced the ultimate move of the Dragon King of Wuhu.

There is no junior sister behind him, only the overwhelming black light.The black light stung his eyes, and even slashed his heart.The instinct of practicing martial arts and swords for many years made his right sleeve tremble slightly, and he held the red sleeve sword in his hand.But the ruthless facts he experienced personally made his liver and gallbladder split, and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

The black light is close at hand, seeing that he is going to repeat the mistakes of Bai Shoufei.In a hurry, a pool of water-red knife light suddenly flew up, revealing indescribable desolation and sorrow, fearlessly sprinkled into the dark clouds all over the sky.

Yato was directly behind him, as close as he could get.Su Mengzhen is worthy of the reputation of "the best knife in the world". Even though she has turned into an elbow and armpit, even though she is much weaker than usual, even though she feels that this moment is nothingness like a dream, she still displays a touch of clearness that is as beautiful as the afterglow of the setting sun and as soft as the drizzle at dusk. Yan knife move.

The knife move has no cruel meaning, only pure beauty is left, which is extremely amazing.And everyone who witnessed the Red Hidden Knife felt his sadness personally.

When the two blades clashed, there was only a clear sound of clang.The knife collided and impacted, making a strange sound like thunder.

In an instant, the two exchanged countless tricks.The wind of the sword rushed in all directions, and the two black and red sword lights were intertwined with each other, making it inseparable.The sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground was endless, and dishes and cups were shattered.The gold silk sandalwood tables and chairs and Jiangnan Su embroidered chair cushions that Fang Yingkan painstakingly arranged were either torn into several pieces, or exploded into pieces, scattered and damaged beyond repair.

The black cloud dissipated quickly, and the pressure eased, giving way to the soft and pleasing candlelight.Su Mengzhen flew back to the left, staggered a few steps before she could stand still, with her hands on her chest, her eyes shone with a cold light.Just now, Ye Dao beat him fast, deceived him to be seriously ill, and deliberately forced him to fight with his inner strength and real energy.He managed to block it, but he suffered serious internal injuries.

That is not the skill of Xiao Hanshan passed down by the nun Hongxiu, but another kind of miraculous skill.

The heterogeneous true energy is powerful and irresistible, like a burning fire, rushing into his acupoints, traveling quickly along his meridians, invading his dantian qi sea, and vibrating with all his strength to hit his internal organs, causing him chest and abdomen pain like a knife twist.

At this moment, his qi and blood surged, his throat was full of fishy sweetness, and he was eager to vomit out the blood, while the inside of his dantian was burning like fire, he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to scream up to the sky.What's more cruel is that, despite all his life's knowledge, he still couldn't dispel this ray of invading true energy. He could only let it take root and settle down, wandering around like a living thing, which became another hidden danger besides his serious illness.

His own internal force, the yin and cold internal force left in his body when he was injured by the palm of the former gold master's tent master, and the fiery internal force that just penetrated into the eight extraordinary meridians, the three began to attack each other, and staged a scene. A three-legged war.

Relying on their deep understanding of him, the other party attacked him first, and intentionally provoked his illness later.Compared with internal injuries, this is the unbearable reality for him.

He knew that the situation was not good, but he couldn't kill the killer, and when he recognized the ruthless face of the other party, it was already useless to recover.Up to now, he wanted to sneer, want to hold on, wanted to shrink his body to relieve the pain, wanted to inform the brothers in Fengyulou, and even more wanted to let that weak emotion keep growing, so he lay down on the table and cried bitterly.

However, he just stood there motionless, staring straight ahead.He hid his heart-wrenching pain, and, as he had been used to all his life, he would rather die than show his weakness.

The gentle and hysterical scream echoed in Yuxian Tower.

Su Mengzhen was attacked by Ye Dao from behind, and was defeated after ten moves.Only then did Rourou see Bai Choufei's eyes of death, realizing that he was dead, she was horrified immediately.She couldn't even cry, she just remembered to scream and scream with all her strength, it seemed that if she didn't do this, she wouldn't be able to vent her frantic mood.

When she called out to this point, no one came to comfort her or stop her, including Zhang Tan on her right.All of them are statues made of wood and clay, looking in the same direction, with a slightly demented expression on their faces. Their usual cleverness, composure, and composure have disappeared.

The light of the knife receded, and the owner of the knife appeared brazenly.Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for them to see clearly.

Su Ye stood proudly on the spot, holding a jet black dagger.The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, with a faint black light flowing, like a rare treasure.She herself is picturesque, bright and beautiful, smiling leisurely, like a beauty who has stepped out of a famous painting, but she reveals a terrifying mental pressure invisibly.

When others observe her, they always feel that she is integrated with the surrounding environment, and if they want to find her flaws and weaknesses, they can't find them at all.She is like a bright moon in the sky, a ray of breeze in the hills, the beauty of Zhong Sanjiang and five lakes, and the power of condensing rivers, lakes and seas, there is no flaw at all.

However, if you look closely, you will find that her face has no blood, it is as white as a piece of pure white paper, her lips are also pale purple and white, and she looks a little unhealthy.But here and now, no one pays attention to whether she is sick or not, and whether she looks good.

The long-standing mystery has finally been solved, and no one dares to question her identity.

She is the leader of the waterways of the Yangtze River, the head of the Twelve Links, the owner of the Suzaku Building in Xuanwu Lake in Jinling, the Dragon King of the Five Lakes known as the "Suzaku Night Knife"!

After laying the foundation in the south, she moved northward with all her heart and squeezed into the confrontation of the first floor and one hall. It was not until this evening that she showed her true body in front of the heroes, sweeping away the mysterious atmosphere where the dragon sees the head but does not see the end.

In the blink of an eye, this slender and graceful figure disappeared again, surrounded by a monstrous blade.She is like a phantom, not like a real person, her footwork is erratic, making it impossible to grasp her exact location.Most of the people saw her frightened image, fleeting, and had hallucinations again, doubting whether they had seen it clearly.

Their minds went blank, watching her kill Bai Choufei and severely injure Su Mengzhen, they all wanted to do something, but they didn't know what to do.Ye Dao is too fast, faster than expected.They are still trying to understand that the fierce battle is over.

It took less than a second for Su Ye to show up, and immediately raised his innate qi, abandoned Su Mengzhen, and rushed to another target.

Thunder damage, the next target, is and can only be mine damage.After Su Mengzhen, of course it will be the turn of this senior expert who is as famous as him and is also known as the two heroes.He is calm and composed on the outside, but he is also at a loss in his heart, especially when he sees Ye Dao fighting the Red Sleeve Dao and his junior sister chasing after the elder brother, he wants to put down his 50-year-old face and scream with Wen Wen.

But he has been famous for decades, and he is the overlord of the rivers and lakes. After all, he is not comparable to ordinary people. His thoughts changed, and he realized that he didn't want to get to the bottom of the truth tonight, and just wanted to quickly leave Yuxianlou, which had become a place of right and wrong.It's a pity that he just got up and his legs haven't exerted strength yet.The Dragon King of Five Lakes came and went like the wind, swiftly rolled in front of him, and launched a thunderous attack on him.

At the same time, the sword light in the hall was crisscrossed, the sword energy was cold, and the sound of the blade whistling resounded through the heaven and earth.

Aunt Gongsun's twin daggers, Ye Chouhong's Yitian sword, all three swords came out of their sheaths.The former crossed the banquet like a flying rainbow, piercing Lei Dongtian; the latter spun the starting point of the sword light, like a large cloud of rain, and sprinkled towards Lei Mei.