The only four remaining people in white clothes and Shi Huang felt the same way. They were all extremely frightened. In their impression, masters like Shen Mo were rare. Except for the leader of the Holy Tradition, Chongyuan, the head of the king, and the four heavenly kings, Silence is the enemy with the highest martial arts skills they have ever encountered.

There are thousands of people who use swords in the world, but they can kill ten saintly Baiyi who are not bad at martial arts with just one sword. Even if you look at the entire Central Plains world, I am afraid that only a few people can do this easily.

There are naturally such masters who can kill ten or more people with one move in the Central Plains martial arts, but there are not many, especially those who use knives. None of the few people in the Central Plains who can do this are not Swordsmen have long transcended the secular world, and they even disdain to kill people. When martial arts reaches their level, they have broken away from the scope of martial arts and become martial arts cultivation. Every move involves their own destiny. Take the old Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain as an example. The old guy has not appeared in the world for at least fifty years, let alone killed anyone.

After all, killing someone is harmful to the world. The subtlety of this is that only people who have reached a certain level will have obvious feelings. Therefore, unless forced, people like old Taoist priests will not easily commit murder. In a word, they don't bother to kill people, and there is no one worth killing with their own hands.

But as one of the Six Colored Saints of the Holy Legend, Shi Huang's martial arts are naturally higher than those of the twenty elites of the Demon Cult. There is no doubt about this, so when he saw that Shi Huang had chased him out of the lobby and came towards Silence, After taking action, the four white-clothed men, who were already frightened, immediately cheered up and rushed out of the lobby one after another.

At the entrance of the lobby, where silence falls, a cold light flickers under your feet.

According to Shi Huang's prediction, after the shocking sword blow just now, Silence will definitely lose his breath, and when he falls down now, it should be the time when his breath is at its weakest.

No matter how high the Silent Sword skill is, if he loses his Qi movement and foothold, he will not be able to use the shocking sword like just now.

But the silence shocked her again.

Because of the silence, he suddenly raised his body three feet straight up again.

Silent's feet had nothing to draw on, but when his feet were about to be touched by two daggers, he seemed to step on an invisible pedal out of thin air, and then used his strength to pull out forcefully. Rising from the void.

The hair all over Shi Huang's body exploded.

Silent's inner strength cultivation has actually reached the point where he can control his breathing at will, which is almost the state of becoming a god by controlling Qi and controlling the void.

And judging from Shen Mo's expressionless expression, it seemed that he didn't take Shi Huang's attack seriously at all.

With a body like a goshawk and a calm posture, Silent held a long knife in one hand. After rising three feet out of the air, he landed gracefully in the courtyard.

With a cold scolding, Shi Huang unexpectedly came forward again. Her body was agile and her footsteps changed strangely. She immediately jumped two feet in front of Shen Mo. Her double daggers flew up and down, teasing her vagina, cutting her feet, and stabbing her throat. Her tricks were amazing. Tricky was so cruel that he went straight towards the vital parts of Shen Shen's body.

She was very aware of the gap between herself and Shen Shen, and was even more afraid of the knife in his hand. So she chose to use her speed advantage and shameless and sinister tricks to force Shen Shen to be unable to use the knife.

This kind of personal fighting method that only seeks to kill people, combined with the woman's light and agile body skills, indeed have unique advantages that complement each other.

If Silence distanced him and he took the opportunity to draw a sword, Shi Huang didn't have much confidence that he would be able to catch it.

This is the direct difference between the level of physical cultivation and the level of cultivation.

There was a look of surprise in Shen Mo's eyes, as if she was a little surprised that this charming-looking woman could have such a fierce and ferocious spirit, and her martial arts skills were so unusual.

The woman has a sentimental and beautiful face, but the poisonous dagger in her hand is ruthless and deadly.

Shen Mo frowned slightly, his sharp eyes revealed that the two daggers were poisonous.

So instead of grabbing the double daggers, he took three steps back.

Three seemingly random steps made him change three directions in an instant.

However, Shi Huang still clung to him, keeping a distance of two feet from him. His dagger moves were endless, and there was no sign of exhaustion at all.

A woman can only use all her strength to attack to cover up her inner terror.

Four people in white clothes had already rushed to the place where the two were fighting, and were looking for an opportunity to help Shi Huang.

Shen Mo suddenly let out a sigh, then took another step back, and then the whole person stood like a mountain in front of Shi Huang.

Shen Mo turned his wrists and retracted his arms, holding the long sword with a sharp arc and an eerie coldness across his chest. While his eyes flashed with cold light, he flicked his wrist, the blade trembled slightly, and a thin line of sharpness appeared. Pops up suddenly.

Shi Huang was suddenly startled. Her double daggers were a combination of falsehood and reality, and the key point was the word "strange danger". She spared no effort to attack in order to consume Silent's patience and force him to reveal his flaws. However, Unexpectedly, Shen Mo suddenly stopped and her series of seductive quick attacks suddenly lost their target.

Shi Huang was so fast that he couldn't hold back his momentum, and almost hit the sharp edge that suddenly popped up.

Her scalp exploded, and she hurriedly circulated the inner energy in her body to protect the two daggers in front of her chest, and then her whole body retreated like a projectile.

The sharp edge, which was not the actual substance but the energy of the sword, struck the double daggers in a flash, causing a spark to fly away.

Shi Huang's tiger's mouth trembled, and there was actually a huge power contained in the sword light. Through the double daggers, the energy and blood surged in her chest and abdomen.

Shi Huang felt dizzy before her eyes. She stepped back a foot in horror, her body trembling and she knelt down on one knee, trying to support herself.

What a profound skill! The hair on Shi Huang's body was bursting, and his eyes were filled with fear from deep inside.

Her breath was chaotic and boiling for a moment, and she was unable to immediately launch the next round of fast attacks.

Simple and direct, stopping with silence, cutting through thousands of styles with one sword, this is the silent understanding of sword techniques.

Seeing Shi Huang being forced back by a sword, four people in white clothes shouted angrily at the same time, and flew towards Shen Mo with three swords and one sword at the same time.

The numerical advantage of the white-clothed men disappeared after Shen Mo made several attacks. Although the remaining four people were horrified, the Holy Tradition had extremely harsh punishments for the disciples' escape and defeat. Especially this time, Yue Wuque led the Holy Legend to return to the Middle-earth and was determined to wash away the shame of the defeat. Therefore, he strictly ordered the believers to have only two choices when facing the enemy, that is, either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy. Otherwise, there is no other option. Three options.

If there is anyone who escapes from battle, the Holy Legend will treat him with a punishment more cruel than death.

So now the four men in white know that even if they try their best, they will not be a silent opponent, but for the slim chance of survival, they can continue to attack.

For survival, for orders, and for the faith that has long been engraved in their bones, they actually have the determination and momentum to look forward to death.

Seeing this, Silence suddenly sighed softly.

Then he moved in a daze, stepped out, and used his dragon-like movement again. He almost stayed close to the ground and rushed into the attack range of the four people.

The long knife dragged out a blazing spark on the ground.

The blade is demonic and cold, named Qisha.

Seeing Silence's phantom-like figure rushing towards him, the four men in white did not retreat. They slashed straight with their scimitars, one sword slashed the feet, one sword stabbed the heart, and one sword penetrated the air and stabbed the throat.

Without the encirclement formation that was based on numbers, the four of them could only rely on their own martial arts skills to attack. The combined power of the four of them was comparable to the world's top masters.

Silence's body was like a swimming dragon, and he flew into the shadow of the sword in an instant. His figure suddenly jumped up in the air, and he flew away with a sword. The Seven Killing Sword exploded with a cold light, and the scimitar was the first to bear the brunt. When the blades intersected, The cold light of the Seven Killing Monsters suddenly shot out, cutting off the man in white with his sword and hands.

As the blood spattered, the man in white screamed, covering his broken arm and retreating in panic.

Shen Mo succeeded with the sword without landing. He turned in the air and passed through the two sword points that were piercing his throat and heart. Then seven kills flew past, the swords struck each other, and sparks flew in the air again. The long sword with a long and narrow handle was chopped into four pieces like a knife cutting tofu.

Shen Shen, who was passing by the two white-clothed men, suddenly turned around in the air. The light of the Seven Kills sword changed again, and the tip of the sword trembled twice in a row like a spiritual snake. A bolt of lightning suddenly seemed to explode on the wrists of the two white-clothed men, and then the two of them were stunned. He snorted, covering his wrists and staggering back.

Blood spurted out from their wrists, their meridians had been cut off, and they could no longer exert any strength.

Although Silence's sword saved their lives, it left them unable to use swords for the rest of their lives.

The two of them lost their fighting power in an instant, their faces turned pale, their expressions were painful and resentful.

After silently turning around, his remaining momentum remained undiminished, like a flying swallow that had left and returned, gracefully facing the last man in white who was rushing toward him with a sword in hand.

This man in white clothes had long been determined to die. His body and sword were united into one, and his awe was so majestic that he could not distinguish between swords and swords in an instant, but he made a desperate move without leaving any remaining force.

The two of them met each other in the air, barely touching the ground.

The long sword dashed across the sky, unexpectedly activating a burst of sword energy. This man in white was obviously more powerful than the others.

The Seven Killing Sword doesn't have any fancy moves, it's just a simple slash.

The blade and the tip of the sword suddenly intersected, and a harsh clanging sound suddenly erupted. The long sword with a narrow blade owned by the man in white was split into two pieces like bamboo slices under the Seven Kills Sword.

That powerful sword energy dissipated instantly in the sword light at the same time.

Silence not only has extraordinary sword skills, but also has magical weapons to help him. Not only is this Seven Kills Sword very magical, it can also cut iron as if it were mud. When an ordinary sword touches it, it is like chopping melons and vegetables.

The long sword cracked in the middle, but the power of the sword did not decrease. A slender cold light cut open the sword, and then a blood line exploded on the arm of Bai Yi holding the sword.

Both of them were moving extremely fast, and the swords struck each other in an instant. Then the dashing figure in white suddenly lost its stamina and fell down suddenly.

As the two people passed by each other, a group of yellow shadows suddenly rushed out from under Bai Yi's body.

Stone Phoenix is ​​like a female leopard lying in wait, waiting for the moment when her prey relaxes, and then attacks with all her strength, tearing the prey apart under her claws.

The two daggers were like poisonous snakes, piercing into Silence's sides like lightning.

Bai Yi fell to the ground, and the rapid inertia of his remaining energy made him slide two feet on the ground before he stopped.

A scarlet bloody mouth extended directly from the mouth of the sword-wielding right hand of the man in white to his shoulder, with bones visible deep inside, and his white clothes were dyed bright red.

One of his arms was disabled and he fell to the ground groaning in pain.

In the blink of an eye, Silence seriously injured four people in white clothes again. Even though he had extraordinary skills, he felt that his inner breath suddenly weakened at this moment.

Shi Huang was indeed worthy of being one of the Six Colored Saints of the Demon Sect, with first-rate martial arts and courage. She had guessed this, so she took action again.

Silence's old strength has been exhausted but new strength has not yet emerged. At this moment, he can no longer use his sword to resist the fatal double daggers.

Shi Huang's whole body burst with energy, and her body's senses were instantly excited to the extreme. She seemed to have felt the smooth feel and the blood spurting out when the two daggers were inserted into Silence's body.

Silence suddenly opened his mouth and let out a long roar.

The roar shook all directions, and the whole hall of the Yan family seemed to be shaken.

The silent and powerful energy surged out with the roar, and the poisonous double daggers seemed to be stuck in an invisible wall of energy, unable to make any further progress.

The whistling sound reached Shi Huang's ears, like a nine-day thunder in her mind. The energy and blood in her body suddenly surged like a river, and then she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of angry blood.

The powerful energy pressed down, forcing her whole body to fall instantly.

At this moment, Shi Huang's heart was filled with despair. She never expected that in this situation where there was almost no change, Shen Mo would not hesitate to expend her own cultivation to resolve this fatal blow.

From this point of view, after killing many white-clothed men, he still retains unimaginable strength.

The whistling sound lingered, Silence bowed and fell to the ground, dragging the long sword diagonally, and then raised it with a backhand slash.

The sword's light was cold, it flew diagonally, and instantly struck the back of Shi Huang, who was forced to fall to the ground and was still in a dazed state.

With the Seven Kills Sword, which is as sharp as iron as mud, this sword is enough to cut the stone phoenix, which has lost its resistance, into two pieces.

Shen Mo suddenly snorted coldly, and with a slight tremor of his wrist, he instantly retreated three inches. The Qisha sword's light shrank away, but the tip of the sword still scratched Shi Huang's back, cutting a half-foot-long gash in the goose-yellow brocade robe behind her back. .
To be continued...