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Hell is a mysterious and terrible place, where all the souls of the strong are gathered. If a person is strong enough, his re condensed soul will wake up from obscurity and become a part of hell.

This is the second way of being born in hell.

And the first is aboriginal people.

Of course, there are also higher and lower levels of Aboriginal people. For example, those soldiers of the underworld, who are weak in consciousness, have become soldiers. And people like Wu shisan, who have advanced wisdom, have been practicing for a long time and become increasingly powerful.

You can imagine that every living creature in hell has a long life span. What kind of picture would it be like if a higher intelligent living body learned to practice?

It must be terrible.

Wu shisan is such a person.

He had a knife, which was green in color, four feet long, and had a sharp blade. In his past practice, he did not know how much blood he had drunk.

There is another saying about Wu shisan's knife. He is the fastest sword in hell.

In wartime, if you don't have enough vigilance, the knife will be cut out and you will probably fall.

More than ten minutes later, Wu shisan came here. He was like a knife, sharp, terrible, and profound. He looked at Li Yi and did not say anything. It seemed that the words would affect the war spirit he had gathered.

After a long time, Li Yi said, "give me your name."

He responded, "Wu shisan."

Li Yi nodded: "come on!" He didn't care who he was, how powerful he would be, or even what kind of practice he knew. He asked for a name out of enough respect.

Respect for a strong enemy.

The knife is out of its sheath. It's very fast. It's much faster than lightning. In a blink of an eye, it's killed here.

Li Yi is terrified and wants to avoid it. However, the light of the knife has fallen, and with a puff, it cuts into his body.

But soon the wound healed.

Wu shisan was stunned and asked, "who are you?"

Li Yi opened her eyes: did you hear the story of the swordsman

That is a story spread in the land of gods and demons. In hell, Wu shisan shakes his head.

Li Yi smiles: "it doesn't matter, that powerful swordsman is right in front of you." He calmed down and became extremely ethereal. At this moment, all the Dharma became introverted, and he had a sword in his heart.

Yes, he is a black swordsman, a swordsman. How can he not have a sword?

The sword was not the Tu Xing, but the sword in his heart. It was a real and unique sword. It was his own sword.

At the moment of his smile, the sword in his body had been cut out. The sword of Jiutian sword technique was vast and shining. It was like the light of the sun shining on the sky.

One can break ten thousand methods.

After all, the power of the sword will be strong.

Wu shisan's knife is very fast and sharp, but it lacks a kind of strength.

Li Yi's sword is incomparably powerful, powerful and powerful, with his invincible willpower.

Pooh!

His sword was fragmented and dim. It couldn't work at all. The powerful sword idea suddenly fell into his body.

He couldn't imagine how the man in front of him could be so powerful?

The sword like that.

That will power.

Is he the swordsman?

Unfortunately, he did not know what the swordsman represented.

Forced back a few steps, this just stabilized the body, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, eyes become cold again: "you are very strong."

Both of them are sage kings, and their realm is equal. However, Li Yi's power is far more powerful than that of ordinary sage king, which is something he can't imagine.

Powerful?

Li Yi's face is expressionless, and his heart is even less turbulent, because he feels that he is not strong. Compared with those people, he is too weak, but he has been practicing hard.

Pen!

It's another collision, the interweaving of sword light and sword light, which fills the sky.

This time, Wu shisan cut out the incomparable Sabre technique, which was deep, cold and spread like ice.

But even so, his sword could not resist Li Yi's sword intention. He was directly cut open. With a puff of blood, his face was pale.

Li Yi said: "give up! You can't stop me. "

Compared with the sword technique, he still has too many cards. Each card is enough to kill Wu shisan.

Wu shisan looks dignified and silent. Subconsciously, he looks behind him and thinks of the Phoenix essence. He needs that kind of blood, but the man in front of him is really powerful.

Li Yi goes step by step. If Wu shisan doesn't know what to do, he won't keep his hand for the third time. If he doesn't, then that's it!But Wu shisan seems to have chosen the former.

His eyes were deep at once, and evolved into a world of lacquer black. That was his field, covering the battlefield. The light of the sword and the light of the sword echoed with each other.

Wu shisan, like the demon God, came to him and once again waved his blue sword: "I'm sorry, you have to die."

Stupid

He didn't even notice it.

Forget it.

Li Yi shakes his head in secret, and no longer keeps his hands. He still uses the Jiutian sword technique and cuts it straight without turning back. Behind him comes the sound of collision, buzzing and rippling.

Wu shisan's eyes shrank. What he couldn't imagine was that he was still as sharp as that, but this time, it was more powerful than that one.

As many as the sword into the body, constantly devouring his breath of life, in an instant, the origin of life began to dry down.

It's terrible.

He froze, and his breath began to rush. Looking at Li Yi's back, he was full of incredible appearance. His mouth was slightly open. He wanted to ask what "the swordsman" represented?

Unfortunately, the words to the throat, but stuck, unable to speak.

He was silent, and his heart was calm. His face was expressionless, sad and joyless. The four words "the swordsman" were echoed in his mind

The ghost soldiers and the living creatures in hell are all in a daze.

Wu shisan was killed?

What's the situation?

Who is that man?

How powerful

A crash, some ghost soldiers quickly turn around.

Soon, when he was ready to enjoy the delicious xuanming, he received the news of Wu shisan's death. He was furious: "bucket, a group of buckets, he is only one person. You are so afraid."

The soldiers are also very depressed, thinking, that man is really strong.

The distance is getting closer.

Naturally, Li Yi also saw the Phoenix's body. His eyes were as deep as ever. The big world was evolving. The three mysteries of samsara rose and fell. Finally, he laughed.

Hundreds of years have passed, lady. How are you?

It seems that you are not good.

Li Yi put away her smile and became indifferent.