Master Mie Jue next to him snorted coldly and drew his sword out of the sheath: "A group of evil demons and heretics who dare not show their true faces, think no one can see your identity?"

This was the first time Yan Shisan in the distance to see the head of Emei. She saw that she was about fifty years old and had a good appearance, but her face was like frost and her eyebrows were drooping, like a hanged ghost. It was very strange and gave people a sense of indifference and ruthlessness.

At this time, she held the long sword in her hand, and immediately the sword energy was so strong that it was breathtaking.

Even a great swordsman like Yan Shisan couldn't help but nodded secretly. Master Mie Jue was indeed capable of becoming the head of Emei. With this sword energy, it can be seen that her cultivation in the sword path would never be under Zhen Shanzi, the leader of Kunlun who is known as the "Qiankun Sword" in the martial arts world.

However, what Yan Shisan was most interested in was that Master Mie Jue seemed to have seen through the identities of these men in black, and he couldn't help but listen carefully.

The man in black who had just spoken sneered repeatedly: "Oh? I don't know who Master Miejue thinks we are?" Hearing his tone, he obviously didn't believe that Master Miejue could guess his identity.

Master Miejue said with a gloomy face: "I heard that there is also a demon sect in the West called Rakshasa Sect. Rakshasa is respected. People in the sect are good at using scimitars. Although you are holding only ordinary simple swords, there are tricks of scimitars hidden in the sword technique. Others can't see it, but you think I can't see it?"

The man in black was stunned and then laughed: "Master Miejue is indeed the head of Emei. He does have some eyesight. Yes, we are the people of the Rakshasa Sect. Today, we are invited by the Zoroastrian Sect to deal with you fools who are ignorant of the world and are alone! Come on, let me first learn about the sword skills of Emei!"

The sound fell and the person moved. He had already slashed at Master Miejue with one sword. His sword move was strange and fierce. Master Miejue snorted coldly and fought with him.

Another taller man in black smiled grimly: "Then let me see the strength of the leader of Kunlun!" He waved his sword to fight Zhen Shanzi.

The third thin man in black just stood with a knife and did not join the battle group.

Master Miejue and Zhen Shanzi are the heads of the famous sect of the righteous path. Their martial arts are naturally not weak. Although they have not reached the level of a great master, they are only one step away. At this time, Master Miejue used the Emei sword technique and stabbed it out with one sword. The tip of the sword buzzed continuously, changing moves from left to right, from right to left, and the moves were exquisite and incredibly fast. The man in black had a weird sword technique, but was forced to retreat continuously.

After more than thirty moves, Master Juemigrated fiercely, "Come on!" The man in black screamed, his right arm flew out on his shoulders, and blood squirted wildly.

Hundreds of people shouted in unison and their morale was greatly boosted.

On the other hand, Zhen Shanzi also became competing for power when he saw this. He had several swords in a row like a dragon, and another tall man in black fell to the ground with a sword.

Master Mie Jue was too frugal, and he stabbed the enemy's throat with one sword. Suddenly, a strong wind blew on his face, as if something was coming, fast and urgent, and the wind was even more strange.

Master Mie Jue hurriedly returned to the sword and heard a "clang" sound. The incoming object was barely opened by her, but her right arm was shocked a little, and she couldn't help but feel shocked. She took a step back and guarded the door.

Only then did you see clearly that what was attacking was a scimitar!

The scimitar was bounced away by her long sword and flew back automatically like life, falling into the hands of a man in black.

The man in black is also covered in black, but his eyes are very special, his eyes are much smaller than ordinary people, and he looks weird and chilling.

He held the scimitar and waved his hand. Two men in black immediately rushed over and rescued the two injured companions.

"It seems that there are indeed some people in the martial arts world in the Central Plains." The man in black, holding a scimitar, slowly stepped forward, his voice hoarse and unpleasant. I don't know if it was deliberately pretending or was born like this, which made people feel uncomfortable all over and goosebumps were about to rise.

Master Mie Jue said coldly: "Depending on your skills, you should be a big shot in the Rakshasa Sect, why don't you dare to show your true appearance?"

The man in black in thin eyes laughed: "Since we are the demon sects you mentioned, we like to hide our actions, so how can we reveal our true colors?"

Master Mie Jue was violent and furious when he heard this. He stopped talking and used the Emei sword technique to fight him.

She knew very well that the man in black in thin eyes was not inferior to his own skills. He killed him with great force and attacked first, and he fought faster and faster. He wanted to win before the opponent's scimitar technique was unfolded.

But the man in black in thin-eyed black was terrifyingly skilled, and he even used a scimitar to hold Master Mie Jue's extremely fierce attack with a scimitar. He still had time to praise him: "This move is good, the change is quite clever."

"Oh, this move is too hasty, what a pity."

A great master's attitude as a comment on the junior's martial arts.

Master Mie Jue could not bear this aura. She was already impatient, and at this time she increased the speed of the sword. She used all kinds of exquisite tricks continuously, only attacking but not defending.

Yan Shisan in the distance shook his head. He could see that with Master Mie Jue's ability and Emei's sword technique, if he calmed down and kept his guard, the man in black in thin eyes would probably have to beat her a hundred tricks.

But now it only attacks but not defends, and it is all supported by a sharp spirit, and cannot last forever. Once the momentum is slightly reduced, it will be a time when there is a flaw and failure.

As expected by Yan Shisan, just after fifty moves, the man in black in thin-eyed eyes suddenly made a move, and a strange and fast scimitar technique passed through Master Miejue's sword net and slashed on her right shoulder.

If Master Mie Jue hadn't reacted quickly enough and bent down and retreated in time, this knife would have taken her arm.

Even so, Master Miejue's shoulders were bleeding, and he had to fight with his left hand to fight with his left hand to fight the enemy with his left hand.

But she was no match for the man in black in thin eyes. She was injured at this time and was even more at a disadvantage.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhen Shanzi didn't care about the rules in the world and shouted: "Master, please retreat, I'll deal with this evil demon heretic!"

As he said that, he put his sword on his way to join the battle group.

Master Mie Jue was strong and could not fight against the enemy with others. He was about to refuse, but he was so excited that he was kicked by the man in black and immediately vomited blood and fell backwards.

The Emei disciples were shocked and came forward to support her.

Ding Minjun shouted, "Master, that evil man hurts you with despicable means, let's go together..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Mie Jue raised his hand and slapped hard in the face. Master Mie Jue said angrily: "I am not as skilled as others. If I lose, I will lose. Do you still want our Emei Sect to be embarrassed?"

Ding Minjun covered her face and didn't dare to say anything, but she cursed in her heart. You were unhappy if you lost, so you expose the anger to me.

But Zhou Zhiruo said, "Master, those people outside bend their bows and arrows. Once they are rammed under the arrows, we will be in danger. At present, we should make a formation first, and the best-in-class seniors block the arrows in front, and then slowly retreat to the enemy. We have a large number of people and a small number of people. As long as we block the previous rounds of arrows, there will be a chance to win behind."

Master Mie Jue took a few breaths, then glared at Ding Minjun and said, "You are not young, but you are not as careful and knowledgeable as Zhiruo!"

Ding Minjun became even more hated when she heard this.

Master Mie Jue asked his eldest disciple Jingxu to immediately follow the formation mentioned by Zhou Zhiruo, and at the same time, he asked someone to pass on the message to the Kunlun Sect to prepare together. Obviously, she was no longer optimistic about Zhenshanzi.

Zhen Shanzi became more and more frightened as he fought. He used the sword technique of flying flowers to deal with it. This sword technique was mainly slanted and mixed with positive momentum, which was originally elusive, but the sword technique of this man in black in thin pupils was even more weird. He had never seen it in his life. He had swung to the left before, but he was strangely slashed from the right, making people unable to defend themselves.

Zhen Shanzi took a deep breath and used his unique move "Shuangfeng Sword Technique" and 16 fast swords in a row, but saw the sword light as light as rain. The sixteen swords seemed to stab out at the same time, and the speed was astonishing.

But the man in black in thin pupils shouted "Okay" and suddenly slashed out with a knife!

This knife did not change at all, as if it was just a simple slash, but it also contained all the exquisite changes in the world's sword techniques. Regardless of strength, angle, speed, and attack parts seemed to have been carefully calculated, which could maximize the power of the knife player.

If Chu Zheng was here, he would be surprised.

Because this sword is actually three or four points similar to his "one sword to split the way of life and death", it is also a victory with one sword. One sword implies countless murderous intents and exquisite changes. However, this man in black in thin-eyed black has just reached the level of a master of martial arts, which is much less powerful than Chu Zheng's "one sword to split the way of life and death", and there is no tragic and violent murderous intent in it, but there is more of the evil and mysterious aura.

But it is enough to deal with Zhen Shanzi.

"Bang!" The sixteen sword lights collapsed instantly, and the sword light poured out like moonlight, breaking through Zhenshanzi's sword force and slashing Zhenshanzi's body!

Zhen Shanzi immediately had a long blood mark. If he hadn't had his deep skills, he would have turned his sword back to block it desperately at the critical moment of life and death, he would have been cut into two halves!

However, he was still seriously injured and broke his sword with the leader "Flying Light".

His people were shaken away, and the sword energy that was blocked and changed direction was still stirred up, slashing towards the Emei Sect disciples several feet away!

Seeing that the disciples of the Emei Sect were about to splatter blood on the spot, amid the series of screams, a figure suddenly appeared, the sword light flashed in his hand, and the sword energy was immediately shattered.

The man in black with thin pupils flashed his eyes and stared at the man in black who suddenly appeared.

The man was wearing a black tight short-striking costume, with an ugly face and a cold look. Although he was holding an ordinary long sword, he seemed to have spirituality and murderous aura in his hand, and exuded a sharp sword energy, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

The man in black in thin pupils looked at the man, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he whispered: "Yan Shisan?"

Yan Shisan said lightly: "That's right."

The man in black in thin pupils stared at him: "When did Yan Shisan Gang send the righteous name of the Jianghu?"

Yan Shisan had a expressionless face: "It's just a matter of loyalty to others."

A look of fear flashed in the eyes of the man in black with thin eyes: "Oh? I wonder who can use Yan Shisan, the top killer in "get out of the white blade and kill people in the world"?"

Yan Shisan was silent for a while before saying, "No one can call me unless I am a friend I agree with."

"Friend?" The man in black in thin pupils laughed loudly: "The killer also has friends? You are a demon with your sword and kill people like a slaughter. Are there friends in the world?"

"Some people regard me as a friend." A complicated warmth suddenly appeared in Yan Shisan's eyes: "Of course I also regard him as a friend."

The man in black in thin pupils put away his laughter and stared at him and said, "I'm curious about who that person is."

Yan Shisan said three words calmly: "Chu·Lou·Jun."

His voice was not loud, but as soon as these three short words came out, the audience immediately became quiet. Even the Kunlun Sect disciples who were yelling and rescued Zhenshanzi subconsciously stopped the voice and looked around with surprise eyes.

The Emei Sect members were no exception. Even Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but look around, wanting to see if the person was here too.

There was also a commotion in the crowd in black, and everyone looked alert.

Chu Loujun's reputation is too great and his record is too brilliant. Even if he is more than the top, he has to pay attention to this name when he hears it.

When they found that there was no one around who looked like Chu Loujun, the people in the righteous path could not hide the disappointment on their faces, but the people in black breathed a sigh of relief.

The man in black with thin eyes showed a jealous light: "Will Chu Loujun treat you as a friend? A joke! It's just treating you as a dog!"

Yan Shisan said lightly: "You don't have to shake my mind. Although the knife you just now was powerful, you were not strong enough and you still couldn't kill me. So if you fight, you will definitely lose. I don't want to kill anyone, so you can go."

The man in black in thin eyes seemed to hear the funnyest joke: "Yan Shisan doesn't want to kill someone? Hahaha, are you kidding? I think I believe Yan Shisan doesn't kill anyone, so I might as well believe that the sows will climb a tree!"

Yan Shisan's murderous aura flashed in his eyes, and soon he restrained it again, and said with a hissing: "I'll say it again, now I don't want to kill people, don't force me."

Chu Zheng once told him that if you want to control the fifteenth sword "Demon Sword", you must first control the murderous intent in your heart. Therefore, Yan Shisan said so much to hone his control over the murderous intent.

The man in black in thin eyes stared at him, and suddenly there was a bloodthirsty strange light in his eyes: "Very good, you are really good. Yan Shisan, who has begun to learn to control murderous intent, will be more interesting to kill. Your blood is very suitable for refining my knife."

He threw down the scimitar in his hand, reached out and suddenly took out a sheathed knife from his back.

The scabbard as dark as the night and the crescent hilt of the knife, although it looks a bit weird, it is not too surprising.

But the hairs on Yan Shisan's body suddenly stood up at this moment.

The world seemed to be shrouded in a dark, bloodthirsty and weird moonlight.

Before the knife was unsheathed, the murderous aura had already spread through the scabbard.

Yan Shisan could even feel the thick blood and murderous aura emitted from this scimitar.

Even though his "poison dragon" sword had not been cut off, it had sucked countless human blood, it had never had such a strong murderous aura and blood.

Yan Shisan's face was solemn and said slowly: "Is this the most treasure of the legendary Western Demon Sect - the 'Full Moon Scimitar'?"

The man in black in thin pupils smiled: "Good vision, it's worthy of being Yan Shisan. You must drink blood when you unsheathed this knife. This time you can drink the blood on your neck, and it should be very satisfied."

The solemn expression in Yan Shisan's eyes became even heavier.

He had heard of this full moon scimitar. It was the most treasure among demons. It has been passed down for thousands of years. After a long history, dead objects will also have spirituality. This full moon scimitar is no exception. However, it does not have spirituality, but magicality, and it will confuse the person who uses the sword, making his temperament become demonic and his murderous intention will be even stronger.

The strongest sword of the Rakshasa Sect, "Divine Sword Slash", is used to use it to increase its power several times! It is truly a sword that makes the gods and demons look like they are invincible, fast and evil!
Chapter completed!