Several blades soared into the sky from the Island of Heaven and Earth, and the surrounding ground had already been cut hideously by the restless blades.
If it weren't for the monks who had strengthened their spells in this area before, I'm afraid this area would have been destroyed by the two people fighting inside.
People's eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the two shadows fighting fiercely together in the huge open space.
In the distance, some sects who were not aware of this incident were attracted by the fierce atmosphere of the fighting here and came one after another.
The surroundings were completely silent, except for the two people who were fighting with great strength.[
People's eyes moved along with the battle in the center of the temporarily arranged transparent aperture. This aperture was a hundred meters away, and the aperture wall was jointly arranged by several masters of the Xuan Shen Festival. No matter how powerful the spells inside were, it would be difficult to defeat them.
Shatter the aperture to prevent fierce battles from accidentally injuring people around you.
There was anxiety in Xu He's eyes. Although he could not judge whether what Di Mie did was right or wrong, it was no longer important.
"Hurry up and inform Master Tenchu of this matter, inform the Shadow Master!!"
Xu He said to the people next to him.
"Yes, team leader!" After the assassin finished speaking, he took out his token.
However, before he could establish a spiritual connection with Tianzhu Yihan, he heard a loud noise and suddenly exploded from the circle of light.
Everyone was shocked and horrified. They saw rows of fierce sword shadows rolled out from the circle of light. The sword shadows seemed to be cut down from the gods above the nine heavens with all their strength, with an invincible force.
The posture fills the entire aperture.
The shadow of the knife instantly swallowed up the figures of Di Mie and Tian Xiang.
"Lord Jimie!!"
Some assassins lost control of their emotions and shouted in low voices.
The disciples of the Renhuang Pavilion looked on with cold eyes, standing outside the circle of light. Looking at this scene, even the blades kept shaking their heads in regret. Obviously, they had already determined the fate of Earth Destruction.
"As soon as I saw Earth Destruction today, I felt that his strength was not as strong as before. And now, he is in a head-on collision with a strong man like Tianxiang. Failure is the inevitable result."
"Don't tell the story so early. These assassins are not simple-minded. If Di Mie doesn't have the means, how can he dare to accept Tianshuang's challenge?? Who knows, Di Mie has a back-up plan."
"Without a sneak attack, how can we guess if we are going to collide head-on with the existence of these Human Emperor Pavilions? This is already doomed. The skills of the Human Emperor Pavilion are mainly about both offense and defense.
, also pursue excellence, so their attacks are extremely powerful. Not only that, their physical defense is also terrifyingly powerful. Unless the group of mages from the Xuan Shen Festival attack them, there should be no other sect that can kill them easily.
Let them."
Among the crowd in white clothes like snow, Mr. Gu, who had a gray beard and sunken eyes, said to Que Yan beside him.
He looked deeply into the aperture, and the wrinkles on his forehead became more and more numerous. Ever since Bai Xiaoyu returned from the evil path, and when news of Yi Han's rebellion came, he had never had a peaceful day without being disturbed by others.
, but feel uneasy in my heart.
He did not believe that Yi Han would be such a person, a heinous, cruel and sinister evil person as Bai Xiaoyu said.
However, he talked too much, thought too much, and used it. After all, Yi Han was dead.
Que Yan did not answer Gu Lao's words, but gently turned his gaze to the woman standing next to him.[
The woman was dressed neatly in white clothes, with long hair hanging down her shoulders, and a slim figure. However, her delicate and delicate little face was full of haggardness. Her eyes that should have been lively no longer had much life, and most of her beautiful pupils had lost most of their focus.
She just stared blankly ahead, her little hands slightly curled, her knuckles turned white, and she said nothing, like a walking zombie.
Que Yan's heart ached secretly when she saw it. She didn't know that her disciple had something to do with Yi Han, but she didn't expect that Gu Yue'er was so deeply poisoned.
That damn guy is thankfully dead. He did a lot of harm to my disciple.
Que Yan was secretly angry, and immediately walked over, gently pulled Gu Yue'er's cold little hand, and smiled faintly.
The disciple on the side accidentally saw his elder suddenly smiling and immediately fell into petrification. Everyone in Tianxiang Valley knew that Elder Que Yan of Luoyue Peak almost never smiled.
I didn't expect that she would look so beautiful when she smiled? The disciple thought in a daze.
However, before the people around the aperture could think wildly, the aperture at the other end had been shattered by the shadows of several swords erupting from inside.
Clang.
The aperture wall shattered like glass, fell to the ground and turned into liquid, burrowing into the soil and disappearing.
The blurry area inside the aperture gradually became clearer, and the dust that was stirred up slowly descended and settled. The figures of the two people slowly came into everyone's sight.
People gradually held their breath, and Que Yan, Gu Lao and other elders of Tianxiang Valley also stopped talking.
During the Xuan Shen Sacrifice, Feiyu Zhui Fenglin's people also became quiet and only looked at this side.
The people from Purple City also approached, but they only made it half way. They were a late-arriving team, so they didn’t know the specific process. However, when they saw the fight between the Shadow Sect and the Human Emperor Pavilion, they could tell who won and who lost at a glance.
Able to know.
The big forces stared wide-eyed, staring closely at the gradually parting dust mist, looking at the two people who were gradually becoming clearer, with a look of astonishment on each person's face.
Both of them were standing, and they were standing face to face. However, one was standing steadily, while the other was standing with trembling legs, struggling to support himself.
There are several wounds on Tianliang's body. His magic robe has been cut to pieces, exposing the bronze muscles inside. A trace of shiny blood flows out from the wounds on his body.
, however, these wounds are not fatal.
Tian Jiang looked at the person in front of him calmly, with no expression on his face.
click
Suddenly, there was a sound of something cracking.
Everyone quickly looked towards the source of the sound.
However, he saw that Di Mie's cold mask suddenly cracked from the middle and turned into two halves. The cold mask slowly slid down his face and fell at his feet.
His face is very delicate, with light eyebrows, clean skin, and thin lips. Although his nose is not high, it still gives people a very comfortable feeling.[
Especially his eyes, which are deep and cold, like a deep well.
Unfortunately, the focus of the pupils in his eyes was gradually fading. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and blood began to overflow from his nostrils and lips. The energy in his body was like firecrackers, breaking apart and collapsing.
He breathed hard, and his feet became increasingly difficult to support. He squeezed the dagger in his hand tightly, as if it was the only thing keeping it standing.
The wind blew again, carrying his ear-length hair, and the blood, following the wind, dyed the dark color red.
If the end point of the assassin's dark path is death, then the moment before death must be the most beautiful scene in this dark death.
People were silent.
They could see the trace of persistence in Di Mie's eyes, which was all his strength. He did not choose to attack anymore, but turned them all into his persistence to inform everyone.
finally
Di Mie could no longer hold on, and he slowly fell down. There were several hideous and huge wounds all over his body, and blood flowed out like a river, dyeing the soil under his feet red.
His figure hit the ground heavily, his hand still clutching his dagger tightly.
At this time, a slight footsteps sounded from behind Di Mie.