Suddenly, a purple-white sword light broke through the air, like a lightning flashing through the sky, accompanied by Chu Tianshu's roar at the top of his lungs: "Die!" The sword headed straight to Li Cangxing's right rib at an extremely fast speed!

The red light burst into Li Cangxing's eyes, and he twisted his ankle suddenly. His majestic body turned around and he instantly moved two steps away. The Gan Jiang sword, which was shining with purple light, barely brushed through the edge of the protective soft armor on the back of his right rib, like a maggot with bones. The cold sword edge directly crossed the fiery armor surface, bringing sparks, and leaving a white mark on the surface of the indestructible black gold ice silkworm soft armor.

Li Cangxing frowned. This was too dangerous. He had tried his best to dodge the sword, but it was still scratched. If it weren't for the black gold ice silk armor protecting the body, it would have been a result of skin and flesh breaking bones and tendons breaking. Even if the muscles and bones were broken by a sword, they would have lost their combat ability.

Li Cangxing, who was dodging two steps away, almost relied on his instinct to dance around the dragon-slaying sword, and pulled out a two-foot-round body-protecting battle circle around him. As his wrists trembled, more than ten Liangyi cyclones formed a second line of defense in the circle. With such an arrangement, even if his martial arts are as good as the sect leader, he is unlikely to take the opportunity to attack him.

Li Cangxing said anxiously: "Senior Chu, it's me, don't get me wrong!"

Chu Tianshu turned his head, and his expression surprised Li Cangxing. At this time, Chu Tianshu's eyes were already in a shattered color, no longer the kind of black and white that was just now. Chu Tianshu's face was ugly, no matter how ugly it looked like a zombie, at least his eyes looked normal and rational. Anyone who saw it now knew that he had completely lost his mind and entered a crazy attack state.

Sure enough, Chu Tianshu roared wildly: "I misunderstood a bird, I will kill you, the sect leader. Come on my life!"

With his roar, the Gan Jiang sword in his hand was as fast as a sword, and the moves were not far away from Li Cangxing's vital points. The purple-white battle aura around him drilled out from every pore in his body in waves. In the bloody hole on his left shoulder, the black and fishy blood was spraying constantly like volcanic lava. Only then did Li Cangxing realize that Chu Tianshu's whole body was covered with this black blood, and the pungent fishy smell had exceeded this ultimate demonic energy. While constantly making Li Cangxing want to vomit, he also slowed down his thinking and nerves.

Li Cangxing realized that this poisonous gas was extraordinary. The original Chu Tianshu was not going to sacrifice his blood to attack his opponent in a rational state, but he was already crazy and no longer cared about his life and death. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely die within three hundred moves. Whether he could survive three hundred moves is also a very serious question.

Li Cangxing gritted his teeth. The Mo Xie sword on his back was deshewn. Now Li Cangxing can control the sword spirit with full spirituality through his thoughts. Thanks to the mouth of old black blood provided by Chu Tianshu to Mo Xie. Mo Xie, who drank the blood of the master, had the ability to communicate with Li Cangxing. A cold light shone with dark green light, exuding dark green light, and strangely rotated around the two great masters fighting like a lantern. From time to time, according to Li Cangxing's mind power, stabbed towards Chu Tianshu's two magical swords, blocking the sword body, and preventing Chu Tianshu from attacking higher and higher.

Although Chu Tianshu was already crazy, he relied on the instinct of a master and his years of practicing swords, which was almost instinctive, and was still attacking Li Cang wildly. In this dark underground, two fast swords, one purple and one green, flashed with purple and white cold light. In conjunction with his roar and shrill cry, he was shuttled back and forth, surrounding Li Cangxing, who was protecting his body with a fiery red body, was constantly attacking in all directions.

Chu Tianshu's left hand moved the Tian Silk Sprinkle Silk, and Gan Jiang's sword's sword tip suddenly spewed out a purple air, and rushed straight to Li Cangxing's Fengfu Cave. Li Cangxing saw it clearly, took a step back, shrank about three feet, and jumped upwards. The back of the knife hit the tip of Gan Jiang's sword heavily. A huge force pushed Gan Jiang's sword upwards a foot. The purple-white sword energy that broke through the air barely brushed over Li Cangxing's head, and a strand of hair was blown by the sword wind, leaving Li Cangxing's scalp and dancing back and forth in the air.

At the same time, the Zhenyue Sword in Chu Tianshu's left hand made a move of the eagle to fight the rabbit, and a flying strike from high to bottom, piercing Li Cangxing's left waist. Li Cangxing's feet stepped on the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Steps, and incredibly flashed, his body like a slippery loach in the middle, flashing a foot beside Chu Tianshu. The sword arrived casually. Just as he flashed over Chu Tianshu, the Mo Xie Sword quietly stabbed Chu Tianshu's back shoulder. No matter how strong a master was, it was impossible for him to continue chasing Li Cangxing without blocking the sprint of Mo Xie Sword.

However, Chu Tianshu had already lost all his mind. He had completely ignored his own safety and violated the instinct of a warrior. He had a mistake in both swords and ignored the attack of Moye Sword behind him. He continued to track and chase Li Cangxing. Li Cangxing did not expect Chu Tianshu to pursue him so much without regard for his life. In a hurry, Moye Sword did not care about attacking Chu Tianshu's body. The sword edge turned and hit Chu Tianshu's left-hand Zhenyue Sword. The two divine weapons intersected and made a loud noise. The two bodies jumped backwards at the same time.

The sect leader's sinister laughter sounded again: "Chu Tianshu, let me tell you another thing. Your wife and daughter were killed by me. You don't know, hahahahahahaha, that day in Luoyue Gorge, I pretended to be a member of the Demon Sect and died at my hands, but I don't know how many famous people of various sects died under my hands!"

After Chu Tianshu landed on the ground, he was covered in blood, gritted his teeth, and looked like a ghost: "Sect Master, come with your life!" The two swords were wrong and rubbed their bodies and returned.

Li Cangxing shook his head. After this round of attack, he knew that Chu Tianshu was completely crazy and his life was not long. Fortunately, Chu Tianshu was over 70 years old and had been losing blood. Although his sword skills were exquisite and his internal strength was fierce, his speed had gradually slowed down. Li Cangxing took twelve points of caution, took various exquisite steps, and even kept splitting out the phantom clone, and began to avoid Chu Tianshu's attack.

Finally, Chu Tianshu's last move of "Three Sticks of Yangtze River Waves" attacked, which was more than an inch away from Li Cangxing's body. His sword was old and he could not pass a single point. When he loosened his wrist, he whispered and landed on the ground with a "double" sound.
Chapter completed!