But the sword energy did not stop, Guiyin slashed the second knife in succession.

, slashed seven times in a row, without any concern for himself.

Finally, Guiyin spit out a mouthful of blood, penetrated into the wind and rain, gasping for no reason.

Zhao Wuji, who seemed to easily catch the seven swords together, waved his right hand with the sleeve of the robe, and then suddenly trembled inexplicably.

He needs a moment to rest.

But Hua Qi didn't give him a chance.

The peach trees, plum trees, willow trees and poplar trees in the yard all lost all their leaves at the same time.

A violent tremor appeared in the air.

If the son is deprived of life, if the same life is deprived of Zhao.

Wuji felt that death was very close to him, and he never thought that Hua Qi was so despicable.

If it were him, he would have done this too.

With a loud bang, Zhao Wuji's luxurious sleeves shattered in an instant, like flying catkins, mixed with blood, floating in the wind and rain. A hole was cut in his right hand.

Jing Jian shook endlessly across the air, and it turned out to be like an old dragon roar."

Flying sword!" Zhao

Wuji felt fear, and he couldn't help but think of the sword immortal in Shushan before.

The Feijing Sword is as dark as ink at this moment, dark and deep, giving people the feeling of falling into the Nine Nether Hell.

Hua Qiyouyou said, "You are still alive!"

Zhao Wuji's right hand fell down, and he did not fight back at the first time, but ran away.

A solid wall was knocked out by him.

The wind and rain gathered, the blank corridor actually appeared.

Qi held Feijing Sword and walked chasing after him.

It was neither too late, because in addition to killing Zhao Wuji, he also wanted to find Shunhua.

Hua Qi is a person who takes one step and counts a few steps. He will not do meaningless things. Killing Zhao Wuji will gain great benefits, and the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, so he will do it.

And he did not expect the alliance between Dajin and Donghu.

I hope the world is in chaos...

…Zhao

Wuji's face was not covered with blood, and his usual calmness turned into a mess.

Seven taught him an unforgettable lesson in a simple and crude way.

The aura of heaven and earth that was always intimate was like a death talisman at this moment, because he followed the aura of heaven and earth and clearly noticed that Hua Qi was following him, as if he had escaped to the ends of the earth, and the other party wanted to kill him.

I'm really cruel!

His head was a little hot, and he knew that his meridians had been damaged.

Just give him a moment of breathing, his magic skills can calm down his physical discomfort.

He doesn't have this time.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Zhao Wuji ignored the hidden dangers of his body and accelerated again.

!he

It is like an arrow that is moving forward, breaking through the wind and rain between heaven and earth, and reaching a place of freedom.

Zi! Zhao

Wuji felt extremely dangerous in his heart, and his head tilted, his hair falling from his head.

It's only a little short of that, he's going to be cut off.

Wuji felt very hatred. If he was given time to recover, he would have to tear this person into pieces.

It was at this moment that he was as embarrassed as a dog.

If Su Ji was chasing him, he would not have such anger.

Because he was not Su Ji, he felt humiliated.

Qi Jing Si stood on a female wall, suddenly disappeared, and appeared again, dozens of feet away. This unpredictable light skills of ghosts and gods simply broke the world's perception of light skills, and even made people suspect that his body was iron-clad, otherwise how could the flesh and blood body bear such a terrible speed?

This is also Zhao Wuji's question.

He felt his body collapse at a high speed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the verge of collapse and collapse.

Finally stopped outside a dry well.

Hua Qi was on the roof in front of him, watching the heavy rain make Zhao Wuji extremely embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Do you want to use this place as your burial place?"

Zhao Wuji said, "We don't have a revenge that will never end, right?" Hua

Qidao: "Killing you is just to prevent problems before it happens. You are indeed a character."

Zhao Wuji said: "Su Zisi is also such a person?"

Hua Qidao: "Otherwise."

Zhao Wuji said: "I won't let you succeed."

Hua Qi sneered: "Do you think I am the villain in the play?"

As soon as the words came to an end, the heaven and earth became extremely stern.

The world, which was originally a storm, has become even more murderous and unpredictable.

Zhao Wuji formed a handprint on his chest, a gust of redness surged on his face, and his face became extremely rosy and full, like a lotus blooming in summer.

It was his eyes that showed resentment.

This guy forced himself to overdraw his potential for life.

Fruit eyes can cut a person into pieces, so Hua Qi is no longer in human form at this moment.

But Hua Qi held his hand, and Fei Jing Jian circled beside him, high above, looking down at Zhao Wuji.

The same gods inspect mortals, like the heavens descending thunder.

Zhao Wuji's surging energy that I could not imagine fell down.

The rain on the ground was dyed blood in an instant.

That was Zhao Wuji's direct reaction to murderous intent.

However, when Qi Jin arrived in front of him, Zhao Wuji was shocked because Qi Jin had no power at all, as if he had illusions before.

The momentary gap in his heart almost forced him into a state of doom.

Fei Jing was once again only an inch away from his neck. Zhao

Wuji quickly urged his palm and slapped it five times in a row before slapping Fei Jingjian with a sob, causing it to fall into the mud and water.

At this time, Hua Qi was already suffering from him.

Hua Qi is like a ghost, and countless shadows have been transformed into his eyes, and he cannot tell the difference between true and false.

He realized that Hua Qi had a more terrifying body technique than Gui Yin.

It is exactly the same as some of the magical secret techniques of the same magic sect.

Dao Huaqi is also a strong man in the Demon Sect.

There are many tributaries of the sect, and the inheritance is hidden. Even Zhao Wuji, as a member of the Demon Sect, cannot know it all.

Moreover, what people in the Demon Sect hate the most is not the righteous way, but the Demon Sect.

Over the past year, the feuds that have been fighting each other and accumulated are far greater than the great feuds that were driven out of Xia by the three immortals at the end of the Han Dynasty.

Wuji's eyes almost spit fire.

His originally black hair has lost its luster and turned gray.

His hair actually grew dozens of feet in an instant.

"Three thousand feet of gray hair!"

This is the terrifying demon skill found by Jieyu Sect from the ruins of a demon sect. It is similar to the Taoist inviting gods to communicate with the great demon gods in the dark.

Of course, it may not be the demon god, but the resentment and demonic energy that are separated by the heaven and earth.

Fa formed something like a canopy, and Zhao Wuji rose from the ground and actually floated in the air.

The silk is like Su Ji's innate weather silk, full of activity.

Each can turn into a sharp weapon, and it turns Hua Qi, who has always been the upper hand, from offensive to defensive.

The silk even swept through Feijing Sword, hoping to make Hua Qi lose this handy magic weapon.

Qi made an amazing move, moved into the air, and instantly held the Feijing Sword in his hand, like cutting tofu, cutting off a strand of Zhao Wuji's white hair.

Hua Qi did not go further, but fell into a confrontation with Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's anger slowly faded away, full of solemnity.

This Hua Qi is so hateful. It is obvious that he cannot fight for a long time in his current state, so he deliberately delays time.

Hua Qi said calmly: "If I were you, I should find a way to beg me for mercy now."

Zhao Wuji sneered: "Is it useful? We are a kind of person?"
To be continued...