"Dark evil fire, all directions are destroyed"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Dark Di. When he lifted his palm, the shocking evil spirit burst out. Fang Yuan was affected. The guide was approaching Dark Di's vest with a sword, but he was no longer able to make progress.

With the pressing of the dark truth, the terrifying evil fire hit the ten directions, leading the passerby to spew a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and rolled to the ground.

"It's vulnerable and worthy of blocking my way forward."

Hun Di snorted coldly, looked disdainful, and walked forward with great strides.

"If you want to enter this place, you must first step past my body." The guide spoke hoarsely. Even though he was unable to defeat the evil demon, his expression was still firm.

This was the task left for them by Jiutian Xuanzun back then, and the other party was not allowed to break through.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you rest."

The dark truth is cruel and ruthless, and will not hold back because the other party is blind. He is the shadow of war, the demon who washed away the demon market in blood.

With another palm, the entire sky seemed to be swallowed by darkness.

At this moment,

A melodious and sad and rapid sound of strings came from all directions. Then, a scattered swordman stepped forward, "Hang Longquan sword with his waist, carrying a cold jade zither, reading the autumn rain of the world, and carrying a paper quilt with him."

boom!

As soon as the words fell, a sharp sword light flashed, blocking the killing move of the secret.

"Bullying blind people is despised!"

As his body moved, one of the three major edges of the Sword Clan blocked the way forward and blocked the way forward.

"It is your unwiseness to stand in front of the Evil King!"

The expression of the dark truth is indifferent, and the murderous intent is hidden in the calm words.

"Is that true? Gusu Hongjian wants to try what is unwise?"

Gusu sneered, and his clothes were blowing, and when he dreamed of Gusu falling into his palm, the bright sword light was extremely fierce.

"Since that's the case, you will become a five-point corpse!"

The body of An Di swayed, and he instantly approached, and a fierce palm fell from top to bottom.

"Very good, the first update of the moon and the wind-raising cat!"

The head of Gusu's sword tribe appears in the sharp edge of the sword clan, and the sword swept away the fallen leaves like the autumn wind, direct and swift.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them had dozens of hand-swords connected, and both sides were already aware of the opponent's basic cultivation.

"Not bad, but unfortunately if that's the case, then you can only feel hatred!"

The dark truth spoke low, and the demonic energy stormed out all over his body. A black demon dragon soared into the sky, like a peerless demon born. The entire Qushan Blind Path Forest was trapped in a demonic atmosphere of sorrow and miserable heavens. "The eight wildernesses are all over the bags, and the only evil is the only one."

"It seems we have to be serious!"

Facing the majestic palm, Gusu Hongjian spoke sarcastically, but his eyes showed unprecedented solemnity. The sword essence in his body burst out, and his merit increased by 80%. "The fourth update of the moon and the sad chant."

Sword energy, sword intent, sword realm trio, heaven and earth are sad, and there is no regret in the sword.

boom!

With a strong move, Gusu's mouth was bright red and he took dozens of steps back.

On the other hand, the demonic aura in the whole body was still boiling, "Swordsman, be aware of it, it is your honor to die in the hands of the dark divine!"

"The evil of the martial arts, goes to the world, and darkens my world!"

The secret clasped his hands and the formation suddenly opened, and the entire Qushan stone path enveloped the dark world.

Gusu and the guide felt the suppression of the formation at the same time, and their faces changed.

"In the dark world, no one is my opponent. You will eventually become the sacrifice of the evil god dragon head breaking the seal!"

Before he finished speaking, Gusu returned the sword move, "You are talking too much, the second update of Haoyue·Jianlangxing."

Facing the killer move, Seon Di smiled disdainfully and blocked it easily. The Gusu Hongjian's sword energy was used by himself, strengthening his own strength, and immediately defeated Gusu Hongjian.

"No, there is indeed a ghost here."

After a quick look, he could feel the dark and direct weirdness, and Gusu Huanjian's face became more and more serious.

"It's too late to know now."

The dark divine snorted coldly. This formation is easy to enter but difficult to exit. It can limit the power of the opponent in battle and convert it into one's own use. It can also absorb external evil forces to help one's own skills. As long as this formation opens, he will be invincible.

Obviously, this time, this time, the secret truth of the Dragon Head is no longer reserved.

The competition among the Eight Tribes began with the unblocking of the Dragon Head.

"Stimulating, then let's learn about it - the fifth update of the waning moon, sighing with a strong heart!"

With the change of sword moves, Gusu's sword skills improved by 100%, and a fierce sword attacked with strong force.

The guide on the side also recovered some of his merit, unsheathed his blind sword, ready to go.

boom!

A powerful blow, a huge earthquake.

The scattered power was swallowed by the dark world and finally enhanced the strength of the dark truth, "Sink!"

The eyes of An Di sternly shook, and a palm urged his heart. Just as the killing move was approaching, suddenly, darkness was torn apart, and a sharp sword light broke through the realm.

Bang!

The secret of the hidden figure blocked the killing move behind his back with a palm, but he also won a chance for Gusu to escape and retreat.

"Plum regards Hejing as its confidant, Zhu regards Ziyou as its confidant, Shi regards Mid as its confidant, Tea regards Jingling as its confidant, Jiao regards Huaisu as its confidant, and drums regard Ni Heng as its confidant. There is one confidant in the world, so there is no hatred."

Accompanied by the heroic poem, a burly man dressed in a fur fur robe, leather boots, and a short cloak on his shoulders. Under the cloak was a long sword and a short blade, and a burly man dressed in a desert style strolled in.

Immediately afterwards, another clear sound rang out, "A river of stars and moon are like ice, and the fairy bones are waving and reading the inscription of the humble room. But what does this body look like? Nine winds and duck boats are walking in Chu Tian."

"Old Chu, your old Tan with a golden head full of gold bumps and that cute old maomao friend said it was right. As expected, there was a big fight as soon as he arrived!"

Gan Wuhen said loudly, and in the Valley of Wind, Tianji, who suppressed the source of the storm with Yiyishu, suddenly sneezes, "Strange, who is talking about me? No..."

Tianji suddenly shook his head, looking terrified, "Is it because the wind is strong here and I accidentally got infected with the wind and cold?"

...

"So there are reinforcements!"

The dark eyes of An Di swept across Chu Tianxing and Gan Wuhen, and then sneered, and a hoarse voice echoed around, "In the dark world, many people are useless. Your power will increase my skills, and you will all be defeated in the end."

"Oh! It's so embarrassing." Gusu Huanjian suddenly sighed, "As soon as he appeared, people saw the scene of being beaten up. Where is the aura of a newcomer that he agreed to?"

"The swordsman from the desert, let the swordsman from the same desert come to seek justice for you!"

Gan Wuhen glanced at Gusu Huanjian's outfit and saw at a glance that the other party and him might be from the same place, so he spoke directly, looking like he was invisible.

"Then you have to be careful. In this space, your attack will be absorbed and strengthened by him. Don't be like me!"

After saying that, Gusu Huanjian dreamed of Gusu disappearing in his hand, and replaced it with a huqin.

This is the masterpiece of the famous western craftsman, Jushouwen, before his death. Jushouwen admired Gusu's heroic spirit the most in his life. After his death, he asked his son to give this piano to him.

This piano is originally a stringed turtle (tao), with five feet and six inches long, odd and even twins, equipped with double stringed seven moons, which adjust the sun and moons upwards, and assists the yin and yangs below; picking woolly tusks as bones, and putting flowers as double pythons as drums, setting the sound desolate and bold and remnant sounds.
Chapter completed!