Hu Xiaotian calmly met Li Wanjie's gaze and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "You have no murderous aura on your knife, you don't want to kill me! It's easy to seize the iron box with your skills. Why do you ask me to offer it on your own initiative? What do you want to prove from me?"

Li Wanjie sneered, "Who said I won't kill you?" As he said that, he raised his breath and jumped to his side, with a steel knife straddled it on Hu Xiaotian's neck, and said, "I have killed countless people in my life and never cared about etiquette, law and morality. Even if you are a scholar who is powerless to resist, I will not be polite. Is it an iron box or your life important? Choose yourself!"

Hu Xiaotian felt the sharp blade pressed against his skin, his hair was standing upside down, and he smiled calmly: "If you kill me, can you get the iron box? Let's do it!"

Li Wanjie carefully distinguished his expression and said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Hu Xiaotian said calmly: "What if you are afraid of death? If you are determined to kill me, even if I kneel down and beg for mercy, you will not change your mind. Since that's the case, why should I look ugly?"

Li Wanjie laughed and said, "It's only when life and death are gone, Li admires it!" He slightly closed his wrist, the tip of the knife jumped, and cut open Hu Xiaotian's bra and picked out the iron box. The force on the knife was used very cleverly. He put away the iron box and glanced at Hu Xiaotian with a smile. He was about to fly away, but suddenly his face darkened, he used the knife to protect his face, and posed in a stern and alert position.

A dozen feet away, a man in black rushed towards him like a meteor, and soon landed in front of Li Wanjie. The man in black had a sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a nose as hungry as ice, and his dark eyes were filled with endless chills. His expression was arrogant and lonely, as if he was disdainful to be with the world. As soon as he arrived, he brought a strong murderous aura, which was enough to make all things scared.

Hu Xiaotian was shocked, and his palms were sweating coldly. What came was Xiang Hu, the most brutal master of the Demon Sect, "Cold-faced Shura"! As early as Lanzhou City, Xiang Hu tried to assassinate him. Fortunately, Chi Yan's appearance resolved the crisis. This time, the enemy's road was narrow and the two sides collided in the wilderness. How could his life be saved? I couldn't help but secretly glad that I fell just now, and my face was covered with snow powder, at least I wouldn't be recognized by Xiang Hu immediately.

Xiang Hu glanced at the uneasy Hu Xiaotian and said to Li Wanjie: "Why don't you kill him to silence him? This is not like your past style!"

Li Wanjie said coldly: "When did Elder Xiang start to care about such trivial matters? What does Li kill or not have to do with you? Leave no nonsense, what do you want? Quickly draw the way!"

Xiang Hu shook his head and said, "You haven't seen each other for several years, but you are still so impulsive and impatient! I just saw the body of the Mo brothers on the edge of the woods, and then chased him here along the hoof prints. Unfortunately, it's still one step late. Judging from your appearance, everything has fallen into your hands, right?"

Hu Xiaotian's heart trembled, and the bone-bone chill spread unstoppable to his body. Xiang Hu has always been known for his cruelty and cold blood, and he has no chickens and dogs left wherever he passed. Since he has been to the place where the Mo brothers were buried, how could Pan Ling'er, Li Shan and others be in danger? Thinking of his own risking his life to lure the enemy alone, but he still could not save the lives of his companions, he was filled with grief and staring at Xiang Hu with hatred, his steel teeth clenched tightly.

Li Wanjie said slowly: "If I said 'No', would you believe it?"

Xiang Hu turned the stern: "Of course I don't believe it!" As soon as he finished speaking, the black shadow shook, and a man appeared behind Li Wanjie like a ghost, swinging his palms together and hitting both sides of his waist. The edge of the palm rubbed against the air at high speed, and made a strange sound of metal breaking through the air, making his scalp numb. His palms appeared a faint golden color, which looked like a mixture of metal and flesh, with a strange and terrible feeling.

Li Wanjie rushed forward and escaped from the enemy's palm power range. The steel knife swung backwards and cut to Xiang Hu's vein door accurately. Xiang Hu's palms were slimly connected, and he shook the enemy's sword. He moved his feet and kicked silently. But Li Wanjie seemed to have eyes behind his head, and suddenly jumped into the air, flipped over in the air, and a hollow somersault turned over in the air. The human swords were united and the long rainbow pierced down like a sun. Xiang Hu didn't avoid it, and shouted loudly and slapped it out in succession, one invisible palm power after another slammed at the opponent like a storm, trying to crush him to pieces.

I saw a figure blooming, and the sound of energy fighting sounded violently, and the violent airflow exploded a large pit on the ground. The two of them were about to part with each other and faced each other, with a very serious expression, but there were no obvious scars on their bodies.

Hu Xiaotian secretly praised that Li Wanjie was able to be evenly matched with Xiang Hu, which is not consistent with his ranking in the martial arts world! Did Li Wanjie deliberately conceal his strength in the past and did not fully display it until the critical moment of life and death? And he felt that his sword technique and posture were vaguely familiar, and he seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Xiang Hu's mouth moved, and a rare smile appeared, and he said, "It turns out that you are a disciple of the 'Qianmen'. It's no wonder that you are not afraid of my broken golden palm! You have been covering up well over the years, and even I have not been able to see through your identity."

Although Li Wanjie's secret was knocked out by the other party, his face remained calm and he said, "I am worthy of being the elder of the God Cult, and I am sure. Since you know my identity, don't you stop?"

Xiang Hu said, "Stop? This is the treasure that the disciples of the Divine Cult have always dreamed of. I was lucky enough to meet it, so how could I give up easily? Even if I completely break up with you! So, don't beg for luck! It's still time to beg for mercy now!" His arm fluttered, and a short sword more than half a foot long jumped into his palm, and the sword body emitted green light, looking extremely sharp.

Li Wanjie said coldly: "Rumors in the world, 'Shura laughs, and thousands of ghosts are making trouble'. Since Elder Xiang has already had murderous intent, why should he be so hypocritical? At worst, Li will just die in battle!" He took a deep breath, his bones burst out in succession, and the steel knife slowly raised it above his head, and the momentum burst out like a mountain, and the snow around him rolled back and retreated.

Xiang Hu sneered, "Isn't it easy to want to die? I'll give you my wish!" With a short sword, a blue sword light of more than a foot long suddenly shot out from the tip of the sword, reflecting his hair and hair turning green. But he saw the sword light sucking and spitting, like life, and implying infinite murderous intent, as if the most beautiful poisonous snake in the world was waiting for an opportunity to prey. Xiang Hu had a sword in his hand, and his powerful and terrifying aura soared into the sky. Even Hu Xiaotian, who was several feet away, felt like a knife cut and had difficulty breathing.

Li Wanjie was hit head-on by the enemy's sword energy, but he did not show any timidity. His eyes were soaring to the limit, and he suddenly shouted: "Kill!" The sword light suddenly lit up, and dozens of silver light exploded in the air, rolling towards his opponent's body overwhelmingly. Seeing the silver light coming, the blue light suddenly shone brightly, and in an instant, it completely overshadowed the sword light, and then came first, and the flaws of the bayonet technique.

But with a sound of deception, Mars flew everywhere, and Li Wanjie was shocked and jumped back. Before he could come back to his senses, the sword light broke through the air, and bit his carotid artery like chasing a vicious dragon. It was both cruel and fast, leaving no room for anything. Li Wanjie urgently used the "Iron Bridge" in a critical moment, nailed his feet to the ground, leaned back, just avoiding the disaster of being cut off, and watched the sword light pass by above the tip of his nose. The steel knife in his hand was cut horizontally at the same time, silently attacking the enemy's flaws under the stent. Now he used attack as a defense, and his moves were also quite ruthless.

Seeing the blade swept, Xiang Hu returned to his sword and sank, and another sound of shock was shaken. The sword force kept turning, like a slanted swallow flying, and it was light and quick to twist Li Wanjie's wrist holding the knife. In the blink of an eye, both sides dismantled seven or eight moves at almost close to the body. The sound of metal collision of Ding Dingdang fell from the plate like pearls and jade. Both of them were masters among the masters, and they killed countless evil stars on the **. Each move was unexpected, exquisite, and could not be released between life and death, and the speed was suffocating.

Hu Xiaotian was open his eyes and could hardly help but applaud. Whether it was Xiang Hu's sword technique or Li Wanjie's sword moves, they had reached the state of sending and receiving from the heart and creating their own moves. In such a narrow space of confrontation, both of them showed superb martial arts skills and steel-like willpower, without any mistakes or panic. It looked like their arms, omnipotent and omnipotent. Especially their use and mastery of the energy of the spirit have reached its peak, and the internal force contained in each strike is condensed but not dispersed, and it is completely concentrated on the opponent, and will never be wasted easily. Once it is done, it will never be wasted.

The moves are avoided by the opponent, and the sword can always make a strange arc to transition to the next round of offense and defense under unexpected circumstances, just like an antelope hanging on its horns, as if it were natural. If Hu Xiaotian saw a competition of momentum, internal force, moves, speed and courage in the past, then today he really saw the perfect use of martial arts skills by the top masters. Hu Xiaotian suddenly realized that even if he could not use his true energy, as long as he could use the correct moves at the right time, he could also effectively kill the enemy. The real martial arts skills should be the use of skills, rather than relying on brute force.

During the battle, Li Wanjie's Baijing Steel Sword was defeated by Xiang Hu's sword. After many consecutive attacks, a jagged gap appeared on the blade. Xiang Hu's experience was so rich that he immediately changed his tactics and abandoned the complex changes. Each sword was slashed down directly. Li Wanjie blocked several swords again, and suddenly heard a crisp sound. The steel sword could not bear the huge pressure and suddenly shattered! The sword light suddenly grew rapidly and was indecently stabbed when his chest was stabbed. Li Wanjie felt cold in his heart, and he hurriedly jumped away, and at the same time blocked the sword with the remaining hilt.

I saw the figures suddenly parted, and a line of blood beads scattered on the snow with Li Wanjie's jumping back, which was shocking.

Xiang Hu raised his sword and pointed at Li Wanjie from afar, and said with no expression: "You lost!"

Li Wanjie pointed the acupoint near the wound on his right chest with his backhand, stopped the bleeding, and gritted his teeth and said, "You have hurt me with the advantage of the sword. What's there to be proud of? If I have a sword in my hand, it's not certain who wins or loses!" As he said that, the corner of his mouth moved, and blood that could not be suppressed surged from his lips.

Xiang Hu sneered, "A single game is missing, and the whole game is lost. What do you have to complain about? If you are not convinced, go and declare it to King Yama!" The sword light trembled slightly, and was about to kill the opponent. Suddenly, he heard the sound of hooves in the distance, and two fast horses, one black and one red, rushed towards him. He frowned slightly and murmured, "This kid is very brave, and he dares to chase him and die!"

Hu Xiaotian looked up at the two riders who were approaching quickly, and was surprised to find that Li Shan and Lei Li were coming! He was puzzled. Are these two enemies? How could they be together? He felt relieved at the same time. Since Li Shan was alive, the others were probably safe and sound, and their grief was wiped out.

The two riders were blowing like the wind. Li Shan stood firm without waiting for the horse to stand, and suddenly jumped off the horse's back and landed directly beside Hu Xiaotian, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Hu, what about you? Where is the iron box?" While saying that, he stared at Xiang Hu vigilantly, holding the hilt of the knife tightly with his backhand. Lei Li also glared at Xiang Hu, with sadness and anger on his face, and reached into his arms with one hand, as if he was holding something tightly.

Hu Xiaotian shook his head and said, "I'm not seriously injured, but the iron box was taken away by Li Wanjie!" He couldn't help but look at Lei Li curiously, and secretly wondered, what's wrong with her? Does she have a deep hatred with Xiang Hu?

Li Shan was stunned and glanced at Li Wanjie and the broken steel knife on the ground. He was secretly shocked. Even Li Wanjie was not the opponent of this man. He didn't think of his martial arts. If he didn't knock him down first, it would be impossible to regain the iron box. He made a quick decision: "Li Wanjie, how about you and I join forces to kill this man first?"

Li Wanjie's thoughts were heard and nodded immediately, "Okay, one word is certain!"

Xiang Hu was furious and looked at Li Shan squintly and said, "Boy, have you eaten the gall of Xiong Xinbao? Don't think that you are lucky enough to avoid my palm just now. You are the best in the world! If you want to kill me, the cold-faced Shura Xiang Hu, you are not qualified!"

Li Shan was shocked in his heart. It turned out that the other party was actually an elder of the Demon Sect, a fatal evil star that was famous all over the world! But since he had already made a public controversy, he could only hold on with his teeth. If he showed timidity or escaped at this time, he would definitely be taken advantage of by Xiang Hu and ended up in a place where he could die without a burial. He raised his left hand and threw a long sword stuck behind him in front of Li Wanjie, saying, "This sword is temporarily lent to you, if you want to save your life, use all your strength!" It turned out that he was carrying the sword that the Mo brothers asked him to keep, which was just in handy at this time.

Li Wanjie pulled out casually, and saw the cold light, the sword body was as bright as autumn water, emitting a cold and fierce murderous aura, and countless people had drunk blood. He couldn't help but praise: "Good sword!" He stretched out his body, pointed at Xiang Hu with a sword, and laughed: "Xiang Hu, you can't take any advantage now, let's fight again!" As he said that, his feet slowly moved, gradually approaching, forming a left-hand attack with Li Shan.

Li Shan slowly pulled out the sword, staring at the powerful opponent without blinking, his clothes were free from wind, and he had already gathered ten success powers and would send a shocking attack at any time.

Xiang Hu was impacted by the momentum of the two masters, but his face remained silent. Within three feet of his body, he could not see any sign of a storm coming. But the sword light in his hand became stronger and stronger. A sudden roar, and the sword penetrated the sun like a rainbow, instantly stabbed Li Shan's throat. Under the disadvantage of having fewer battles, he adopted the strategy of taking the initiative and defeating one by one, trying to first solve the weaker opponent, and then concentrate on his all-out efforts to deal with his confidant enemy. But seeing that he was as quiet as a virgin, moving as if he was riding the rabbit, and his sword skills were free and he could do whatever he wanted, even Hu Xiaotian had to admire him sincerely.

As the two sides sensed the aura, Li Shan shouted loudly at the same time, and swung his sword without showing any weakness and slashed away. Li Wanjie on the other side was even more negligent. The sword kept coming over, and there was no stranger when the sword was swung, which surprised everyone.

The three masters suddenly collided in the blink of an eye, swords intertwined, figures flew, stirring up countless snow. Among the snow powder in the sky, three figures rotated like a lantern, like lightning, sword energy intertwined and shot, and from time to time, deep traces were carved on the ground.

Lei Li was able to see the offensive and defensive changes of both sides at the beginning, but after five moves, she felt dazzled and could no longer keep up with the speed of movement of both sides. Her brain became dizzy and almost vomited out. She quickly turned around and didn't dare to look at it. Her head turned and suddenly found that Hu Xiaotian stared at the battlefield without turning his eyes, intoxicated, and made strange movements in her hand unconsciously. She couldn't help but feel very surprised. Can he see clearly the situation of the confrontation? She asked curiously: "Hey, which side has the advantage now?"

Hu Xiaotian was so obsessed with his martial arts skills that he answered casually: "Xiang Hu now takes the initiative in the offensive. Li Shan lacks internal strength and suffers a lot when defending. Fortunately, Li Wanjie is experienced and every sword is a flaw and key point that pierces Xiang Hu, forcing him to deal with it, so he temporarily tied." He suddenly woke up and looked at Lei Li with his eyes wide open, and waved his hand first: "Don't ask me why I can see their moves clearly. This is my secret. I will not tell you until you and I become friends."

Lei Li curled her lips and said angrily: "It's okay if you don't say it, is it so rare? I'm too lazy to ask about your 'secret', so I'm less passionate!" But I felt hatred and itchy in my heart, and itchy, and itchy.

Suddenly, there was a loud clang in the scene, and Li Shan flew out slanted out, and several wounds on his body were pouring out, blood surging like a spring. Lei Li couldn't help but exclaim, "You, are you injured?!" Li Shan turned a deaf ear to her screams, and used his fingers to count around the wound, and waved his sword again and rushed into the battle group, with his bravery unabated. But he could not fight for a few moves. Li Shan was hit by his opponent's back shoulder with a palm, and his body flew out three feet away, and he fell heavily to the snow. The next moment, the sword light in the field was bright, and there were dozens of dings and dings. But when the sword light suddenly disappeared, Li Wanjie flew out with a muffled groan, and there was a deep bone-scar on his left shoulder, and blood was flowing like a stream.

A red light appeared in Xianghu's eyes, like a bloodthirsty Shura who walked out of the Demon Realm. He gently wiped the blood marks on the sword with two fingers in his left hand, and grinned at the injured two people: "Don't you want to kill me? Come on! I'll wait here!"

At this moment, Lei Li suddenly raised her hand and threw a black projectile at him.

Xiang Hu would not take Lei Li seriously. He just thought she had shot a hidden weapon and the sword moved, and he would slash towards the projectile without looking at it. Just as the sword light slashed over, a strange chill suddenly flashed through Xiang Hu's heart. The sword in his hand instinctively retracted it and just avoided the projectile. The projectile fell to him, and a shocking sound was heard, filled with gunpowder, mud and sand rolled over, blowing out a large and deep pit on the ground.
Chapter completed!