Fang Ping looked inside, and saw that the interior of the pavilion was dark and empty, with misty and smoke-like fine gauze curtains stacked on top of each other, giving people a sense of illusion.
Just like its name, Stars Fall and Moon Shadow.
In addition, the most obvious ones are the drooping white silk ribbons and the old man sitting upright under the white silk silk ribbons.
"Su Zhe," Li Hanyi said calmly.
"It's been such a long time, Xue Yue Sword Immortal still remembers me, it's such an honor..."
The latter's voice was hoarse, as if he knew Li Hanyi.
During the Demon Sect's Eastern Expedition, Anhe accidentally sided with Beili and sent thirty-two spider shadow groups to join the battlefield.
And Su Zhe is the puppet who leads the killer group.
It was also at that time that Li Hanyi met Su Changhe and Su Muyu.
"It's all in the past," Li Hanyi said coldly, "Now we are enemies."
Su Zhe stood up slowly, caressed the hanging white silk, and recalled his old friends. He drew out his mottled long sword, and the evil aura that had accumulated for a long time filled the air instantly.
Fang Ping's nose moved unconsciously and he said:
"The murderous aura is so strong. Senior must have killed many people, right?"
Su Zhe chuckled:
"What murderous intent? It's just the souls of the dead under the sword urging me to go to hell...I did kill a lot of people."
Fang Ping flicked the sword:
"That's good. Killing you is not considered wrongful killing."
The sword intentions of both sides are rising, the true energy collides like a wind drum, and the white silk on the top of the pavilion is bundled like a rope.
During the confrontation, Li Hanyi suddenly spoke:
"Su Zhe, you were seriously injured when you were trying to save our parents. Do you still have the same strength as before?"
As a puppet of Anhe, Su Zhe was supposed to inherit the position of patriarch. However, due to saving the patriarch, Su Zhe's cultivation level declined and he gave up costly treatment.
Only then did Su Muyu emerge as the number one assassin in Underwater.
Su Zhe took out a small medicine bottle and drank all the powder:
"There have always been ways to restore my skills, but I don't bother to use them... But now, I am the last sword in the underground river. If I don't take it out of its sheath, I will have to wait until someone else digs it out next time."
Li Hanyi's eyes narrowed and he uttered three words:
"Mianyin powder."
After Su Zhe took the medicinal powder, his appearance did not change at all, but his eyes became much clearer, and the evil spirit like blood and rust seemed to be alive.
His cultivation is recovering.
"It's only half right. Mianyin powder can make me ignore the pain. The key is the other ingredients...
Everything has a price, anyway, it’s the last battle, so just use it.”
Fang Ping raised Long Yuan, made a seal with his left hand, chanted the golden light, and attached the divine spell to the blade:
"The underground river ends today."
Su Zhe turned his head with a swish, and evil energy suddenly surged in the pavilion, seeming to submerge Fang Ping:
"You were the only one who killed Changhe?"
Fang Ping chuckled:
"I only remember killing a Yama. He was also named Changhe."
The younger generation died tragically, and the murderer was right in front of him. As a member of the Su family, Su Zhe was furious!
"My underground river will last for a hundred generations, but it will be destroyed by your hands. I don't want more than a pair of hands from you!"
Su Zhe roared violently, his whole body rushed forward, and the evil aura that filled the space moved with it.
Fang Ping was a little surprised. When the opponent drew his sword, the evil spirit seemed to be real, wrapping around his hands, feet and torso, restricting his movement like shackles.
"Zi Zi Xin Zhong!"
Seeing the sword coming, Fang Ping decisively used his magical defensive skills.
A golden pan bell descended, just in time to block the evil sword.
Hearing the sound of "dang", Su Zhe took three steps back, his sword trembling continuously.
"Good martial arts!"
As soon as the former finished speaking, Li Hanyi handed over a sword from the side, with a tricky angle, and it was a life-threatening sword!
Su Zhe threw out a small silver ax with his backhand, deflected the tip of Iron Horse Binghe's sword, and pressed it down with another sword.
At the same time, Fang Ping escaped from the Golden Bell and Long Yuan slashed him.
Two swords were clamped together, and Su Zhe only had one sword, so he could only retreat.
But the former top master of the dark river chose the play style that most shocked his opponents.
No retreat!
Don’t avoid it!
Fight to the death!
The internal strength is condensed externally, the long arm is turned into a sword, and with a mortal body, I take on Long Yuan and slash him!
The mottled old sword blocked Iron Horse Glacier, while his right arm resisted Qixing Longyuan.
The blade cut off an inch of flesh, but Su Zhe didn't seem to feel any pain or itch.
Fang Ping pressed his sword, but couldn't penetrate even an inch deeper. He couldn't help but praise:
"Senior has good internal skills."
"roll!"
Su Zhe suddenly roared, and the evil energy rushed into his body. Fang Ping and Li Hanyi were knocked back at the same time.
"This is an underground river, there is no way I can take a step back!"
Fang Ping's expression was calm, he activated the Holy Spirit Sword Skill, and spoke calmly:
"He is worthy of being the number one master of the dark river. He is better than Su Changhe before he became a demon.
Now that I have learned my inner strength from my seniors, it’s time to go on the road with Anhe.”
"Arrogant!"
Su Zhe was furious:
"The underground river has been inherited for hundreds of years. If you want to destroy it, you must pay the price first!"
As he spoke, evil spirits surged in the pavilion and converged on the mottled old sword, as if the rust was burning.
"die!"
Fang Ping's body is motionless, his mind is clear and pure, the dragon's abyss is transformed into a shadow, and the sound of the waves is like the tide:
"Dahe Sword Intent."
The unparalleled sword intent is rolling, like the waves of the Yangtze River, swirling around the body to support a one-foot territory.
"When——"
Su Zhe slashed down with a sword full of anger, the evil energy rushed into the sword, the sound was endless, and the white silk in the pavilion was broken into pieces.
"Drink! Break it for me!!"
Su Zhe held the sword in both hands, the evil aura surged again, and the sword's strength became a little stronger.
But still can't break through that one-foot territory.
"Within one foot, I am invincible in the world," Fang Ping said calmly, "What can I do in the mysterious realm of divine travel?"
"Senior Su Zhe..."
"Shut up! Don't talk to me about a senior, you are nothing!" Su Zhe became even more angry, "When I became a killer, you were not born yet!"
Fang Ping curled his lips:
"Haha, I want to say...there are two of us."
As soon as he finished speaking, a blast of extremely cold sword energy came through the air and struck Su Zhe in the back.
"The name of the sword, the sky is filled with snow!"
Li Hanyi used several swords in a row, gouging out seven large blood holes in Su Zhe's body.
"Get away!"
Su Zhe counterattacked like a jackal, his attack was so fierce that even Li Hanyi had to avoid the edge temporarily.
He wields an old sword like a divine weapon, and the Mianyin powder ignores pain, so it can be called a human weapon.
Fang Ping's lips curled up slightly:
"The last sword of Dark River is indeed very strong."
"The distinction between strong and weak is meaningless. Being strong is the ability to kill people!" Su Zhe roared in response.
"But, senior... times have changed. Killing mortals with mortal swords will be mortals after all."
Hearing this, Su Zhe's offensive paused, and he looked back at Fang Ping, only to see that his body was covered in golden light, his blade was attached to a golden dragon, and his eyes were as sharp as a razor:
“Only those who kill gods and demons with a mortal sword are called sword immortals.
Senior, I successfully killed a demon, but you are not even as good as a demon.
I mean, the last sword of Dark River is nothing!"
After finishing his words, Fang Ping's golden sword roared loudly, and the dragon emerged like a rainbow:
"Sword Twenty-Two!"
At the same time, Li Hanyi's sword rises at night and in the morning, forming a killing formation.
After a few breaths, Xingluo Yueying Pavilion became quiet. Although the strong evil aura drifted away from the sword, Su Zhe's broken body stood still with the sword.
With a "click", the sword broke and the body fell.
The underground river is gone.
Fang Ping emitted golden light from his palm, dragged the body and threw it into the underground river. Then he picked up the Heaven's Path Searching Dragon Art and said calmly:
"It's not over yet, a group of underground river killers have escaped, Hanyi..."