The remnant soul of Man Yuan laughed loudly and lifted the sun, moon, water and fire stick into the sky, as if no one in the world could stop him.
However, just as the remnant soul of Man Yuan rose into the sky, golden lights flashed in the clouds in the sky, and then dozens of golden thunder fell from the sky with endless roars. These golden thunders seemed to have eyes, and they all struck towards
Man Yuan, as a remnant soul, is a ghost in his own right. If he can withstand the power of these thunders, his body will be broken apart immediately, and he will cry out again and again.
"Peng!"
A figure rose up from the ground, with a strong sword intent all over his body, and kicked hard on the tip of the sun, moon, water and fire stick. It was Gao Zhi's full blow, and the sun, moon, water and fire stick suddenly took off his hand and was inserted again.
At the bottom of the lake, Yu Wanning raised his head to the sky, bathing in the power of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman that Lin Zhao had ignited, and punched the sun, moon, water and fire stick deeply. Even though his fists were bloody and bloody, and his bones were exposed, he still remained.
She didn't stop. She knew that Lin Zhao, Zhi Zhi and others were already working so hard. This situation must be a matter of life and death.
In the air, Lin Zhao burned six Heavenly Thunder Talismans in one breath, almost exhausting his physical strength. When all six Heavenly Thunder Talismans were burned out, he fell slumped on the water, with only a little strength left to support Yiwei to cross the river.
But in the air, things are not over yet.
The remnant soul of Man Yuan was reunited. Although his body size was at least 80% smaller, the demonic flames all over his body were still there.
"Yu Wan Ning!"
Lin Zhao looked up into the sky and said: "Stop Man Yuan and let Gao Zhi focus on sending the sun, moon, water and fire sticks back to the ground!"
"good!"
Yu Wanning turned around and left, his weapon spirit buzzing, punching out like lightning, one punch landed on the body of Man Yuan's remnant soul, while Man Yuan held an illusory fiery red stick and swept across
He came out and beat Yu Wanning until he vomited blood, but Yu Wanning's power finally prevailed, and in the blink of an eye, he smashed all the images of Man Yuan's remnant soul into powder.
"Lin Zhao..."
She looked towards the lake and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, with a "chi" sound, a blood-red sword tip protruded from Yu Wanning's heart. Behind him, Gu Yanshu smiled sinisterly and said: "This sister, why are you so careless?!"
He pulled out the Xunlu Sword and struck Yu Wanning on the head with the hilt of the sword. Suddenly, poor Yu Wanning turned into a blood arrow and fell into the lake. Immediately afterwards, Gu Yanshu suddenly swept across with his sword.
Gao Zhizhi retreated continuously with slashes, and hurriedly used the remaining five demon soul swords to attack Gu Yanshu. At this time, only Gao Zhizhi could resist the murderous Gu Yanshu.
"..."
Lin Zhao watched Yu Wanning fall into the depths of the lake, feeling goosebumps all over his body, and his chest was full of sorrow and anger.
…
"Shua——"
When Lin Zhao was despairing, a figure floated in the wind. It was not a high level, only the ninth level. It was Liu Xingshu, a disciple of the Confucian Academy. He was exuding starlight marks. A pair of cloth shoes stepped on the stick of the sun, moon, water and fire stick.
Above the top of the stick, the sun, moon, water and fire stick suddenly sank rapidly as if it was being pressed by thousands of mountains. Liu Xingshu's body sank and he knelt on the stick. His whole body was surrounded by starlight and wisps of golden Confucian and Taoist texts.
Burning life essence created a situation of "heaven and earth are united". For a time, the power of the sun, moon and stars in the entire sky seemed to be pulled, and began to merge with the situation of mountains and rivers, becoming stable.
Liu Xingshu's face aged rapidly, and his life breath was exhausted in the blink of an eye. He knelt on the stick with one knee, looked at Lin Zhao not far away, cried and laughed: "Lin Zhao, long time no see, Liu Xingshu
,Farewell..."
"ah?!"
Just one sentence made Lin Zhao almost burst into tears. He thought of all the happy conversations he had when Liu Xingshu helped build the teleportation array in the Snowy Tianchi. He thought of those past years, of Liu Xingshu's high-spiritedness as a scholar, and of his relationship with Liu Xingshu.
He had talked about all kinds of scholarly enthusiasm, but now, the reunion with this close friend turned out to be a farewell.
"die!"
Gu Yanshu rose into the air and slashed at Gu Yanshu with a sword!
Lin Zhao's heartbeat almost stopped when he saw it. He instantly activated his invincible stunt, used his last stamina to ignite a speed talisman, and with a "peng" sound, a golden and white vortex enveloped his body. He raised his hands to block Liu Xingshu's front. As long as he
If he could help Liu Xingshu block this blow, Liu Xingshu might not have to die.
However, Gu Yanshu's sword was extremely vicious. The moment a sword energy was swept out, it suddenly split into two. The first sword energy was indeed blocked by Lin Zhao with his invincible stunt, but the second sword energy swept past.
The next moment, when Lin Zhao looked back, he could only see Liu Xingshu's body turned into a rain of blood on the tip of the stick.
His body was trembling and he was in inexplicable grief.
Although Liu Xingshu died, the mark of his life was left on the tip of the stick, and the stick of sun, moon, water and fire was still sinking, which completely contributed to the strategy of stabilizing the Confucian literary world.
"how?"
Gu Yanshu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Everyone around you is being killed one by one. This must be very painful, right? At this moment, what can you, Lin Baiyi, do? In the end, you are just an ordinary person, a mortal body, an immortal
Under the footsteps of Zhengtian Dao, you are just an ant, what qualifications do you have to point fingers here?!"
Lin Zhao frowned and looked downcast.
At this moment, it seemed that he was infected by his emotions. The dragon-slaying sword behind him "hummed" and trembled, and wisps of majestic sword intent were about to come out. And deep in Lin Zhao's spiritual ruins, there seemed to be a sense that he could pull it out.
The sword was drawn. Although this time it was not a real sword draw, it was enough to resolve the crisis at hand.
"Snapped!"
Lin Zhao raised his hand, and this time he was holding not the hilt of the Zhanlu Sword, but the hilt of the ancient sword.
"Um?"
Gu Yanshu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You want to pull out the Dragon-Slaying Sword? Do you have the ability?"
Lin Zhao smiled miserably: "Of course you, Gu Yanshu, cannot escape the pain experienced by those who died tragically!"
As he spoke, with the sound of "buzzing", what Lin Zhao pulled out was not the real dragon-slaying sword, but the divine will of the dragon-slaying sword, a dragon-slaying sword held in his hand, although it was only a dragon-slaying sword.
It was a wisp of divine will, but the moment Lin Zhao pulled it out, the sky and the earth were filled with a myriad of phenomena, countless rays of light surged from the end of the sky, the entire Shuzhou was trembling slightly, and countless thunder and lightning rain fell between the sky and the earth, like an oracle.
"good!"
Gu Yanshu had a ferocious smile on his face, and in the blink of an eye, his sword intent reached its peak. He held the Xunlu Sword and roared: "Let's fight this sword. Whoever loses will die!"
Lin Zhao rose into the air, raised a wisp of divine will from the sword in his hand, and without waiting for Gu Yanshu to draw his sword, he slashed straight down in the sky. At this moment, he just wanted to kill Gu Yanshu. As for whether he should fight against the sword or whether he should fight it
He didn't care at all about the secrets of the two divine swords. Gu Yanshu must die!
"laugh!"
A wisp of sacred and blazing sword intent fell from the sky, so much so that Gu Yanshu was holding the Xunlu Sword. Before he could even draw the sword, he was cut in two by the Dragon-Slaying Sword from head to toe. Wherever the sword light passed,
Gu Yanshu's body was still holding the Xunlu Sword in mid-air, and his body had not been split into two, but his whole mind was blank. Lin Zhao's sword did not kill Gu Yanshu's body or soul, but his soul.
It was his great way. After one sword blow, Lin Zhao planted a mark of heavenly victory in the depths of Gu Yanshu's soul. He could not be afraid of anyone in this world, but he must fear Lin Zhao like a god!
With a loud "Peng" sound, Gu Yanshu, who had eaten Lin Zhao's sword, turned into a line of blood and fell into the lake. Lin Zhao shook his palm, and the spirit of the dragon-slaying sword instantly dissipated. He gently raised his finger and controlled it.
With the flying sword and fire fire, he was about to enter the water to kill Gu Yanshu completely. But at the moment when he was about to kill, his mind suddenly flickered and he noticed the changes in the depths of Lingxu. His Yuan Ying realm bottleneck seemed to be loosened. If he could break through,
, that is the ten realms of sword cultivation, and Gu Yanshu is the opportunity to break through.
"Does he really deserve to be killed?"
A voice sounded deep in Lin Zhao's heart.
Lin Zhao frowned: "Shouldn't he be killed?"
"Who can determine the difference between good and evil?" the voice asked again.
Lin Zhao fell into silence. Yes, he had practiced boxing with Long Zaitian since he was a child, and secretly studied with Mr. Qin, but did he really understand the good and evil of human nature? If he only used his own preferences as good and evil
definition of good and evil, is that considered true good and evil?!
Gu Yanshu, don’t kill him for now!
The next second, Lin Zhao rushed into the lake and carried the dying Yu Wanning out of the water. Looking at the sword wound on Yu Wanning's chest, she felt heartbroken. Although Yu Wanning had also hesitated when facing Gu Yanshu, she
Finally, she showed up in the battle. She did not disappoint Lin Zhao. On the contrary, it was Lin Zhao who disappointed Yu Wanning.
"杞栀..."
Lin Zhao looked at Zhi Zhi, who was covered in blood not far away, and said, "Are you okay?"
"Can't die."
Zhi Zhi smiled slightly: "Don't worry."
A sentence saying "I won't die" is enough.
…
At this moment, a figure appeared on the lake. The man was wearing an ivy-colored gown and carrying a sword behind his back. He was obviously a demon, but he had the aura of a human swordsman.
The Bamboo Festival is here.
At this time, Lin Zhao had just finished using the Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, and had no trump cards. Yu Wanning was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and Gao Zhi was seriously injured. No one could resist this twelve-level monster clan sword cultivator.
"rest assured."
Lin Zhujie glanced at Lin Zhao, but said in his heart: "I am not Gu Yanshu, and I will not take pleasure in killing."
As he spoke, Lin Zhujie drew his sword and pointed it toward the sky, shouting: "Master Yu Xie, Master Ning Yuansheng, Lin Zhujie is here to save the situation!"
A flash of sword light pierced the sky, opening a small opening on the map of mountains and rivers. Suddenly a wisp of flame seeped out and transformed into the figure of the great demon Jade. She glanced at Lin Zhujie angrily, then raised her hand and waved,
After rescuing Ning Yuansheng, Longzheng, and Fengquan from the Shanhe Sheji Diagram, Yuxi turned around and looked at the sun, moon, water and fire sticks submerged in the water. Under Liu Xingshu's power of heaven and earth, the Dinghai Formation was extremely stable and difficult to break.
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"Walk!"
Yu Xie shouted: "All demon clans, withdraw to the ancestral mountain!"
