Yuan Zifu's eyes flashed, and he felt the sword that Yama Luo Yunyang had struck out forty years ago. Even the intention of that sword had not disappeared and was imprinted in the void.
"The sword's intention asks the heart, the sword's intention asks the heart, what a sword's intention asks the heart!" Yuan Zifu said to himself and sighed, "As expected of the birthplace of martial arts, there will always be some amazing martial arts wizards! However, all of this
It’s time to end!”
As he spoke, Yuan Zifu waved his right hand, like a commanding gesture.
In an instant——
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Behind Yuan Zifu, several auras lurking in ambush appeared one by one. There were four figures in total, all filled with the aura of life and death. With Yuan Zifu's order, these four figures immediately rushed towards the battlefield.
past.
One burst of strength, then another failure, three times exhaustion!
Yuan Zifu understands the principle of morale and hope very well. Warriors in the human world ignite their hope and fighting spirit time and time again. As they are suppressed time and time again, they will eventually die down and will eventually be completely defeated!
And now Yuan Zifu has once again dispatched all the remaining strong men. In his opinion, this must be the last straw that breaks the camel's back, completely defeating the martial arts heart and so-called hope of the human world warriors in one fell swoop.
…
"Zunxi! You all deserve to die!"
Zun Shenzi roared in the air. He had no idea that Zun Xi would die in battle like this. A strong man who was close to the peak of the life and death realm. There was never a single strong man in the life and death realm in the human world. How could there be anyone who could kill Zun Xi?
Zun Shen Zi was furious. He had already unleashed the Human King's forbidden technique. The anger in his chest was overwhelming. Endless murderous intent arose. He activated the Human King Fist and broke through the blockade of Ji Wendao's terrain formation. Facing Gu Chen, Ji
Pointing to the sky, the black phoenix attacked and killed, and his punches were extremely powerful, suppressing these people with unrivaled power.
"Go back first!"
Ye Junlang shouted in a deep voice. He felt something, and a great sense of crisis arose in his heart.
He waved his fist and struck Zun Shenzi out of thin air to save Black Phoenix and others from the crisis they encountered.
Whoosh!
Yan Sheng's body flashed, he seized the opportunity and attacked Ye Junlang.
"roar!"
The wolf boy roared like a wild beast, and he made crazy moves to stop Yan Sheng, but it was naturally difficult for the wolf boy alone to stop him.
Yan Sheng's fist knocked the wolf boy away, and at that moment, a figure rushed towards Yan Sheng, shouting: "Don't hurt him!"
Ye Junlang turned his head and looked at it, his face suddenly froze, it was actually a witch who rushed over!
The witch really didn't know why she acted like this, but when she saw Ye Junlang was in danger, she rushed over without thinking.
There was a faint aura of heavenly calamity permeating her body, and she rushed towards Yan Sheng, trying to stop him.
"Die Wu!"
Lin Qianyin was caught off guard, she opened her mouth and exclaimed.
At this time, Yan Sheng's eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly. He was only in the Great Sage realm, but he dared to attack him?
This is courting death!
Yan Sheng didn't even look at it, and punched the witch casually. In his opinion, this punch was enough to kill the witch.
Whoosh!
At this time, Ye Junlang urged the Xing Zi Jue to rush towards her. He stood in front of the witch, and the power of the blue dragon boiled up. He struck with fists and met Yan Sheng's attacking fists.
With a bang, Ye Junlang could not withstand the power of life and death contained in Yan Sheng's punch. He was seriously injured, and his energy, blood and original power were almost exhausted. Under the bombardment of Yan Sheng's punch, Ye Jun
Lang opened his mouth and coughed up blood, and fell back one after another, but he was still able to protect the witch Zhou Quan.
"Diewu, this place is dangerous, leave quickly!"
Ye Junlang staggered and opened his mouth to speak.
The witch supported Ye Junlang. This scene was so similar to the one in the ancient martial arts tournament, except that it was the witch who was seriously injured at that time, and now it is Ye Junlang who is seriously injured.
Ye Junlang subconsciously said "die dance", but it made the witch's whole head sting violently. These two words seemed to carry a kind of magic power, or a medium, which made her memory blank.
My mind suddenly turned violently.
The witch endured the piercing tingling sensation in her head, trying hard to recall, remember, and search for that familiar feeling.
Gradually, some vague pictures gradually appeared in her mind, a memory was presented, and a conversation that she had once had sounded in her mind——
"You'll remember me, right?"
"I-will!"
"Okay, then do you remember my name? My name is not witch."
"Remember!"
"Then please call me my name, okay?"
"Die Wu!"
"What are you talking about? I can't hear you...can you speak louder?"
"Butterfly Dance!!"
"I can't hear it yet..."
"Butterfly Dance!!!"
As if tracing back to the origin, more and more pictures became clear, and more and more memories became clear. At this time, the witch had tears streaming down her face. She raised her head and looked at Ye Junlang with tearful eyes.
, she cried, choking and said: "Ye Junlang, I remember, I remember everything...I'm sorry, I'm sorry, woo woo woo!"
Ye Junlang's face was startled. He knew what the witch was referring to when she said she was sorry. She thought it was Nanwangshan's attack on him.
Ye Junlang smiled softly and said: "It's okay, I never blamed you! Get out of here, it's dangerous here!"
However, Ye Junlang had just finished speaking——
"Military wave!"
Su Hongxiu and Chen Chenyu also rushed over, with determination on their beautiful faces. They could see that Ye Junlang was seriously injured and his life might be in danger if he continued to fight.
They rushed over, determined to stand with Ye Junlang no matter what.
At this time, the warriors from the human world who were besieging the three sons of gods also retreated to Ye Junlang's side. Ye Chenglong, Purple Phoenix Saint, Son of Destruction, Wolf Boy, Tantai Lingtian, Dikong, Tantai Mingyue, and Dragon Girl
, Master Kuzhu, Gu Xiangtian and a group of others all retreated, all of them injured.
God seemed to have a winning chance and did not pursue him.
at the same time--
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As a sound broke through the air, four figures emerged, filled with the pressure of the realm of life and death!
In an instant, the overwhelming power crushed the human warriors on Ye Junlang's side.
…
The ancient martial arts venue is located in the south, in front of a mountain.
An old Taoist wearing a worn Taoist robe was looking towards the ancient martial arts venue.
Whoosh!
A slight sound broke through the air, and an old man wearing a white robe who looked like an immortal appeared and stood beside the old Taoist.
"Fortunate God, do you think there is still hope for the human world?" the old man in white robe said.
The old Taoist said: "Qi Yang, are you here too? What do you think of Dao Yanluo's last blow?"
"It's very strong! A sword that has been cultivated for forty years, the sword's intention asks the heart, and kills a strong person in the realm of life and death with one sword! To this day, the sword's intention is still imprinted in the void!" Qi Yang, one of the four great strangers, said.
"Dao Yanluo is like this, what if Ye Wusheng came instead?" the old Taoist said suddenly.
"Ye Wu Sheng? He was counterattacked by the power of heaven. It's difficult to wake up!" Qi Yang said.
The old Taoist nodded and said: "I have been to Ghost Doctor Valley. Although I have never seen Ye Wusheng, I can feel that his sea of consciousness has been silent. However, I am wondering whether the intention of Dao Yanluo's sword is
Has it resonated with Ye Wusheng’s sea of consciousness?”
Qi Yang's face was shocked and he said: "You mean, Dao Yanluo's sword can affect Ye Wusheng's sea of consciousness?"
"Maybe it can, maybe it can't. But no matter what, I want to give it a try." said the old Taoist.
Qi Yang seemed to understand something, and he said: "You want to use the sword intention of Dao Yanluo to mark the void as a medium to use the soul-inducing technique?"
"Yes!" The old Taoist nodded.
"Then let me help you!" Qi Yang said.
The old Taoist sat cross-legged on the ground, Qi Yang sat behind him, with his palms pressed against the old Taoist's back.
The old Taoist held the compass and closed his eyes, as if he was using some secret technique. After a while, he opened his mouth and said word by word——