Chapter four hundred and sixty-third: Fire and Candle Day
There were constant crackling noises on the first floor, and the dishes, tables, and chairs were all smashed to pieces. Not to mention the waiter, even the shopkeeper would not dare to go even half a step closer to the lobby. There were some miscreants who were awakened and approached the ruined stairs.
, see the sword and light sword below
The shadow, the psychedelic flame, was so frightened that he ran back crawling on the ground, yelling at everyone to run for their lives. Now it was completely chaotic, the footsteps in the corridor did not stop for a moment, everyone hurriedly packed up their belongings,
Looking around for a place to leave.
Ling Huan and Wenying didn't dare to leave the room for a moment. It was such a mess outside that they would be injured if they were not careful.
"They said the stairs to the lobby are broken. There really can't be only one way down in an inn, but there are too many people outside and it's not safe." Wen Ying calculated, "We have to find another way."
After that, she climbed onto the bed and opened the window. Just as she was about to jump down, Ling Huan called her nervously:
"Is it really okay to be so high? And they are still..."
"No problem, it's just the second floor. If those guests don't go to the lobby, we can go in through the main entrance. Don't worry, I'll go down first and then follow you."
After saying that, before Ling Huan responded, Wen Ying quickly jumped out of the window. Ling Huan also hurriedly climbed onto the bed and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Wen Ying standing below unharmed. But then her heart started to rise again.
She hesitated and did not dare to go down. Wenying opened her arms with firm eyes, trying to get her to put her heart back in her stomach. Her keen hearing told her that her friends were engaged in a bitter battle, so she gritted her teeth and closed her eyes from the window.
It turned over.
Wenying really caught her very reliably and firmly. She was placed vertically on the ground, and then she dared to open her eyes. She looked at Wenying's slender arms in disbelief, never expecting that they had such power.
Maybe all monsters are like this? Anyway, it is always wrong to judge people by their appearance.
There was no time to delay, and they walked around to the main entrance. From time to time, debris was hit inside the door, causing the heavy wooden door to make a clanging sound that could be heard throughout the street. It was completely bright, but people did not dare to approach.
Half a step later, many guests had already escaped from other paths and were shouting in other blocks. The neighbors were curious about what happened here, but looking at this situation, no one dared to come and find out in person.
"I smell the burnt wood," Wenying said. "He can't draw the sword now, but he can still set it on fire. I guess he broke the stairs himself, and one of his purposes was to prevent us from getting close.
It must be dangerous inside, that's a fact, why don't I go in and help them while you wait outside."
Ling Huan shook her head vigorously, almost subconsciously. She already felt from the bottom of her heart that she should not be separated from them. She was one with her friends. Wenying grabbed her shoulders and said seriously:
"A mortal cannot cope with this situation now. But you can help us call more people. You go and report to the government and ask the government people to come over. Since he is still considered impermanent, the more people here, the better he will be."
Restricted by his identity, he will be unable to do anything he wants. And maybe there will be someone in the government who can negotiate with him. Even if it doesn't work, at least he can help evacuate the crowd and ensure the safety of the people. Please help me!"
Ling Huan knew what she said was right. She frowned and looked sad, but she still nodded, turned around and called for someone, turning back three times at a time. Seeing that she was gone, Wenying began to think about how to open the door.
.But the door was locked from the other side, and she didn’t know that destroying it with demonic power would cause harm to the inside.
What impact did it have. Just when she was at a loss what to do, a window was broken by a ball of flame. But it was not a pure flame, but half a burning bench, which was stuck on the ground. Wenying did not hesitate at all.
He jumped in through the broken window, just in time for the most stalemate moment in the fierce battle.
Wenying was surprised to find that Lord Kotsutsuki was actually manipulating three weapons at the same time. One was a double-edged sword from the hell realm, one was a snake-tooth scimitar from the animal realm, and the other had a strange blade with patterns that resembled a demon-sealing blade.
The long sword. She immediately understood that the third weapon belonged to Master Lintian, but what happened to make this sword appear in his hand? But with
It is better to say that the three weapons are suspended in the hands. They are surrounded by bright flames, wisps of them, as fine as the breeze. But these flames seem to be alive, or simply decayed.
Part of Yuejun. They flexibly control weapons and can use their characteristics to use different moves at the same time.
Having only the lobby of an inn as a battlefield was really frustrating for a few people. It can be seen that in order to minimize the damage, both Xie Zhe and Han Zhang were struggling. Wenying hurriedly stepped forward and helped her, who was panting.
Xie Zhe. Seeing her, Xie Zhe asked Han Zhang almost at the same time:
"Where's Ling Huan?"
"I asked her to report to the police!"
"Even so, it's of no use. But it's good that she doesn't get involved... You did the right thing."
But it seems that Chen Xing alone is enough to cope with it. Although her curtains fell to the ground, her eyes showed a different kind of tiredness - but her movements were very neat and did not look like fatigue at all.
Yu looked like he was fighting. The moment Jin Mieya got closer, venom splashed out from the tip. Chenxing simply raised the knife to block it, and the venom hit the blade and fell like water, seemingly not corrosive at all.
Lord Xueyue gave up. He only moved his fingers twice easily, and the three weapons were quickly retracted and gathered behind him. He stood on the only complete tabletop, and his tone was either appreciation or arrogance.
"Yes, there were a few moments. But in the final analysis, everything depends on the ability of your weapon. If it is a weapon, it should be a sacrificial weapon, right? Forget it, it is not important. I am a little curious, what can you do if you put down the copper-ringed sword?
Parry?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lord Xueyue raised his hand. His fists were clenched, and he didn't know what he was holding in his hands. Soon, he brought his hands to his mouth and suddenly opened them. At that moment, the things that were originally scattered
The room, which was lit red by the flames, suddenly glowed with cold light. A beautiful blue lotus flower bloomed in his palm. At the same time, Han Shang's face showed a look of disgust.
"Hahahaha, I should really find a mirror to let you see your current expressions. But unfortunately, only I can appreciate this kind of scenery, and only I can appreciate it."
Lord Kutsutsuki opened his mouth slightly and spit out a blazing scarlet flame. When the thin wisp of flame touched the blue light lotus parallel to the front, it eroded its entire body like a dye. The warm light was reflected in the cold outline.
Tumble, collide, and emerge from another
The petals burst out from one side. The dreamy wisteria color slanted down, more like a trickle than a flame, or the spring breeze carrying the petals. But the momentum of the flow did not diminish at all, and it still came towards you with a strong murderous intention.
. Chenxing remained unmoved and quickly raised his sword to resist.
But this time, she seemed to be really in trouble.
Before the abnormality appeared on the knife, her expression changed for a moment. She immediately put her other hand on the back of the knife, trying to resolve this strange demonic power. The red hellfire and the blue Shiranui swallowed each other, blended with each other, and then
in a way that brooks no resistance
A surging momentum swept over "gently". The purple flame gave people a strange sense of stagnation until it touched the blade. Unlike before, the flame was neither resisted nor cut.
It was a real collision on the edge of the knife.
Then, the sacrificial vessel made of pure copper began to melt slowly.
"Chenxing!" Han Zhang shouted, "Get away quickly, you will die!"
But she didn't move. I don't know if she didn't hear it, or because she really couldn't move. The copper ring knife was completely twisted and deformed, and fell to the ground sparsely, making a sizzling sound, causing corrosion to the bricks. The oxidized film was lost, and the height was high.
The pure copper liquid shines like gold. But this magnificent scene conveys a desperate message.
The Huanshou Sword could not absorb the power of this strange fire. It was destroyed, and its owner was exposed to the flames. This kind of wisteria-colored flame that no one had ever seen before really wrapped around Chen Xing's body like a vine.
Burning quietly and fiercely. Than fire
More ferocious, more silent than thunder; more flexible than water, and colder than ice. It even exudes an inexplicable fragrance, making people wonder if their sense of smell has been confused in the thick smoke. It really counts as...
Fire? Instead of something alive?
Purple flames spread all over Chenxing's body, pestering her endlessly. But just before Xie Zhe and the others despaired, several of them were keenly aware that she... seemed not to be affected by the burning. Her clothes,
Her hair, her skin, everything was intact.
In fact, the fire in her body is slowly weakening.
Lord Kutsutsuki's face was not so pretty. He had long sensed that something was wrong, and the supply of flames had long been cut off. However, mana was still being continuously drawn from the blue and purple lotus in his hand. He lost his ring head.
Knife's Chenxing is still absorbing a large amount of flame energy - using herself.
Something seeped out from the fabric on her chest. There was also something crystal clear flowing slowly in her hair, around her mouth, and in the corners of her eyes. The parts hanging in the corners of her eyes looked like gorgeous and clear tears.
, overflowing one after another, even though her face was expressionless. This scene seemed a bit scary
, but Lord Xueyue stared at her intently. Are those fluids liquid or solid? It is really difficult to judge. Even their colors cannot be determined. The colors change unpredictable at different times and angles, but they are all
A light color that switches between cold and warm, but does not affect its own crystal clarity.
Those things penetrated her skin and regrouped in her hand that still held the sword. Soon, a slender, twisted, colorful and transparent stabbing sword condensed. Even the hilt of the sword and the sword were
Homogeneous colored glaze. That looks really enough
A delicate sword, or should not be called a sword at all, but something like acupuncture. But if it is called acupuncture, if you look closely, it has countless irregular and smooth cross-sections, like a transparent mass.
The noodles were twisted haphazardly and dried out in the sun, which was weird.
But the active purple light and the jumping fire waves told everyone that it was by no means as simple as it seemed. Everyone froze in place, motionless.
"...I see. You really deceived everyone."
Even the ring-shou sword that absorbs power is just a cover. What really does all this is her flawless heart. It will always beat silently in its own way. This small, weird sword, in Chen
The palms of the stars were in tune with her pulse.
Every time you breathe in and out, you can hear it whispering non-stop.
