Chapter 367: Fighting Against Each Other
After hearing this, the swordsman in green suddenly changed his expression. The sharp gaze in his eyes swept around like a knife, and finally stopped on an ordinary willow tree.
"Haha, Master Yang has really good eyesight!"
Another strange laugh came, and then a tall and thin man wearing a black robe fell from the branches of the willow tree.
This man wore a Taoist crown on his head and carried a black gold sword on his back. His eyes were sunken, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He stared at the swordsman in green and cupped his hands and said:
"I just don't know whether I should call you 'Senior Brother Yang' or 'Qiu bearded guest'?"
After hearing this, the swordsman in green turned pale for a moment, and he snorted coldly: "Since you betrayed the master and learned the evil methods of other sects, I am no longer your senior brother. As for the 'Qiu bearded master' '.After you used me to kill Li Jing and Hongfu Nu, the 'Qiu Bearded Guest' has also passed away, and the person standing in front of you now is just a drunkard bent on revenge!"
"Hahaha!"
After hearing this, the man in Taoist robes couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Senior brother, senior brother! This is called Thirty Years in Hedong and Thirty Years in Hexi! The man with the long beard who once dominated the Five Kingdoms and was so heroic has now become a rotten drunkard. . Hahaha, it’s ridiculous. The six-character comment you gave me back then, ‘I’m not a human, I’m not a ghost’, now as my junior brother, I give back the exact words!”
"Hmph! Although Yang is an alcoholic, he still considers himself a 'human being'. As for you, I'm afraid you can't even be considered a human being now, right?" The swordsman in green snorted coldly.
After hearing this, the man in Taoist robes showed a look of anger for the first time on his face. However, after the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, his expression returned to normal, and he just smiled and said:
"When the master taught us the 'Wuji Crazy Demon Sword', he once made a judgment that in the future, my senior brother will only get the word 'crazy', and I will only get the word 'devil'. It seems that what he said is true. Now I If you use demons to enter the Tao, your future achievements will be limitless!"
"Bah!" The swordsman in green spat at him and said angrily: "You traitor, how dare you mention the master?"
"You don't understand!" The man in Taoist robes shook his head and said: "Martial arts has its limits after all. Even if you reach the level of a great master like you and me, you can't be as carefree and happy as a cultivator. The reason why I switched to another school It’s just to go further.”
"Haha, if you cultivate immortality like the old monk, don't cause martial arts killings, and don't harm your friends and relatives, then I won't bother to care about you at all. But you have done some unscrupulous things, don't you know it in your heart?" Qing Yi Dao Ke Nuji laughed back.
"I said, we are now in two different worlds, and you don't understand me at all. For people like me who only started cultivating immortality when they were decades old, it is impossible to progress through the normal path. The only way is to take the evil path to steal people's soul. There is only a glimmer of opportunity along the way. Senior brother, you don’t know, the wonderful taste of a martial arts master’s heart, tsk tsk, once you taste it once, it’s hard to forget!”
"Evil heretic!" The swordsman in green was furious when he heard this, and his aura couldn't help but surge up.
"Alas, it seems that the reminiscing of the past is over here!" The Taoist-robed man sighed, and said with some disappointment: "Well, after I eat your and the old monk's hearts, my cultivation level will improve a bit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly drew his sword and jumped up. He was seen in mid-air, holding a long black sword. The ghostly aura was lingering on the sword, and there were many ghost faces faintly appearing on it. Each face was hideous and terrifying, as if he was trying to choose someone. And bite!
Seeing this, the swordsman in green shrank his pupils, put his toes on the ground, and flew into the sky. At the same time, he drew out his three-foot broken blade and slashed upwards against the long sword of the man in Taoist robes.
Ping!
There was a harsh sound of gold and iron clashing. The two of them struck each other with swords in mid-air, and then turned around at the same time, slashing the long swords in their hands towards the opponent's Dantian. They actually used the same move!
It's just that although the moves are the same, the intent of the two swords is completely different!
The green-robed swordsman opens and closes his attacks with great force, like a mad scholar wielding his sword wantonly, while the Taoist-robed man is cunning and ruthless, making every move false and true, often attacking the enemy unprepared and unexpectedly.
Two martial arts masters, two unique swords, exchanged dozens of moves in the mid-air shrouded in night. I could see the dim sword light under the rust and the dark ghostly aura intermingling with each other. Wisps of tyrannical internal energy were stirring in the surrounding air. Even many of the surrounding towering trees were broken by the two of them.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, but the two of them exchanged palms while competing in sword skills.
Although the swordsman in blue had unparalleled internal strength, a strange and cold aura came from his palm, like an underground borer that burst into his body and gnawed wantonly, seeming to corrode his meridians.
The green-robed swordsman's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly used his internal strength to resolve this strange aura. However, the other party didn't give him a chance at all, and slashed his head with the long black sword. The swordsman in green had no choice but to swing the broken blade upwards to meet him.
The two of them each showed their knowledge, and both used the "Wuji Crazy Demon Sword" to the extreme. However, the green-clothed swordsman suffered from the cold breath in his body, and never got the chance to adjust his breath to resolve it. The sword in his hand became slower and slower. But the man in Taoist robes became more and more courageous as he fought, pressing harder and harder.
The two of them advanced and retreated like this, gradually approaching the ruined temple. The man in Taoist robes was now in a strong position. He beat the swordsman in green and was almost unable to fight back, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
He glanced at the old monk who fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "Brother, give up, you are no match for me! If that bald donkey was still alive, maybe I would still be afraid. But now, hehe! You are still Just sit back and wait for death, I think of my friendship as a fellow student, maybe I can give you a happy life!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sudden sound of wind behind him. The Taoist-robed man's expression changed, and he hurriedly blocked the swordsman in green with his sword. At the same time, he turned back and slapped the man behind him.
boom!
The two of them each faced each other with a palm, and the man in the Taoist robe silently penetrated the cold breath in his body into the palm of the man's hand, and then along the Shaoyang Triple Burner Meridian of the man's hand, all the way to his heart.
Seeing that the cold air of the underworld penetrated into his opponent's body without any hindrance, he thought he could kill him in an instant. Unexpectedly, when the man received this palm, he acted as if nothing was wrong. He just fell backwards, and a moment later he bounced up from the ground like a roly-poly. In turn, he stretched out his hand and received another palm! He also drank:
"Back to you!"
boom!
The second time they met each other, the man in Taoist robes felt the familiar cold air pouring out from his palm and then flowed back into his body!