A bright brilliance suddenly bloomed from Silence's body. When the brilliance bloomed, the natural power of the surrounding world gathered on Silence's sword in an instant.
Forming a force that seems to be able to destroy everything.
Jianhua, accelerate and stab King Kong's neck!
King Kong's sword, with a dull gold-bronze color, was held horizontally in front of him.
Silence knew that he had won.
No one can block his sword soul stunt, Knight's Fury.
This is the unstoppable power of King Kong.
The sword, with its brilliant light, struck King Kong's sword.
When the knight is angry, he has the ability to break the enemy's sword and then decapitate him.
Silence's radiant sword collided with King Kong's sword——
The bright light exploded into a burst of colorful light mist.
People around can’t open their eyes...
But someone groaned in pain.
They were injured, and their bodies were shot by fragments of the sword. Some unfortunate people were shot directly through their vital organs by the fragments, and fell to the ground before they even had time to make a sound.
There are also some women whose faces are covered with bloody holes left by the fragments. They describe the horror and scream in pain...
Are they fragments of King Kong's sword?
yes.
But it doesn't stop there.
The sword in Shen Shen's hand was gone because it was completely broken into pieces.
The sword finger of King Kong's left hand pierced Silence's throat.
Shen Mo looked at his empty hands and the sword that was originally held in King Kong's right hand but was now gone, and suddenly smiled miserably.
"Is your sword soul's special skill a defensive power?"
"Yes, the sword of King Kong. The strongest spear and shield are like the results before your eyes." King Kong didn't have any joy of victory, his calm and steady tone was the same as his expression.
Shen Mobai was convinced. He carefully prepared the timing for launching the sword soul stunt, but he still failed to escape King Kong's expectation.
However, he was still a little puzzled. Because even if King Kong had guessed the timing of his attack, it would have been impossible for him to counterattack at the same time as if he had known the result and his sword soul skills. Although he still
He will be defeated, but he will be defeated due to internal exhaustion, after two moves, not at this moment. "You know?" Silence can only think of this reason.
"The fairy is not too tight-lipped. She told her good friends about your sword soul skills. She was so heartbroken that she already knew the outline of the knight's wrath."
The Sword of Protection, without the sword. Of course, the Sword of Protection can no longer protect anyone.
Silence is no longer a problem, and questions can no longer be asked.
He fell down, and blood continued to flow from the bloody hole in his throat...
The surrounding artistic conception level experts looked at the results in front of them in disbelief.
There is no sword in King Kong's hand anymore.
But the surrounding artistic conception level masters still did not dare to step forward, because King Kong's sword finger could turn into a sword and could still kill people. In front of their eyes, he killed the hero Silence.
"The president...is dead..."
The hero fell silent and died at the hands of Vajra, the head of the Four Sword Gods.
When the news spread, Bing Huayue finally took a step forward.
Step by step, she entered King Kong's field of vision.
King Kong's hand is still stained with Silence's blood...
The darkness is quickly dissipating.
Everyone's vision and perception range are becoming wider and wider.
King Kong looked at the sky, and gradually, the figure in the colorful light that was thicker and thicker became clearer and clearer. He smiled lightly.
Yunlong and the others saw the surrounding scenes and were surprised to find that they were not far from King Kong.
The surrounding crowd was far less dense than before.
Yes, after so many days, I don’t know how many people have died.
Only then did I realize that many people had died.
Yunlong led a group of Huashan Sect's Retired Artistic Concept level masters, passed through the crowd, and squeezed around King Kong.
For a moment, their momentum seemed to be greater than the people surrounding them.
Yunlong made his choice, and Heartbreak's words had already moved them. If Shen Mo had taken action later, Yunlong felt that he would have thrown the sword in his hand to Heartbreak.
He was heartbroken and died, but Yunlong already felt at that time that he was not a cold-blooded animal. He at least still had some warm-bloodedness.
When Silence also died, Yunlong was completely convinced that this time, heartbroken, he still made the right choice.
Now, he stood beside King Kong with the retired masters of the Huashan Sect who had many thoughts and similar feelings.
"If you want to kill the Sword God, you have to get through us first! What a bullshit dark age, the leader of darkness, if you want to arrest us, just arrest us! We are not afraid - I am not willing to fight against the leader! We are not beasts!"
Yunlong raised his sword and shouted loudly.
Bing Huayue looked at the scene in front of her, took another step forward, broke off the barrel of the long sword, and grabbed the hilt.
The tip of the sword was pointed at King Kong's throat. "I still want to kill you. The humiliation you have brought to me can only be washed away with blood."
Yunlong and the others watched silently. Binghuayue was King Kong's woman. Yunlong had heard about their affairs to some extent, so naturally he didn't know how to intervene. King Kong never let others interfere in his and Binghuayue's emotional problems.
.
King Kong withdrew his gaze from the colorful light, and looked at the Binghuayue in front of him with a smile.
"The outcome has been decided, and it doesn't seem to matter to me whether there is more or less. I will help you. It's only today, and it's only the special circumstances of this dark age. I will help you."
Bing Huayue secretly gritted her teeth. Her sword could not penetrate, but she was unwilling to let it go. If she misses today, she will not have a second chance like this.
Yes, the victory has been decided, and the influence of darkness and silent death has ended.
There are still many public enemies alive, and those who are too powerful and inhuman are still alive.
The Four Sword Gods left and only King Kong was left.
Only today, King Kong will let her kill.
Maybe even, only at this moment.
"You can't make the decision, I'll make it for you. Binghuayue's thugs who raped her with their own hands will wash away the shame. Let the facts unfold in the story after that." King Kong grabbed Binghuayue's sword, and blood flowed from him.
The hand holding the sword was dirty.
Bing Huayue was suffocated for a nervous moment, she was still struggling and conflicted.
However, she could no longer control her sword.
She could only watch as the sword pierced King Kong's throat.
King Kong fell to the ground with a smile on his face...
After Bing Huayue was stunned for a short time, she suddenly hugged King Kong's body and burst into tears...
Yunlong watched silently and shouted loudly. "Brothers, what are you waiting for? Let's fight them! Avenge the Four Sword Gods——"
A group of retired masters of the Huashan Sect, led by Yun Long, suddenly turned against each other...
However, even without them, when the darkness is dispelled, those who still have hope are already desperate.
The figures of public enemies still alive in the colorful light are like nightmares, and they no longer think they can defeat them.
They feel that it is impossible to defeat...
The Huashan faction rebelled.
Some masters of the Retirement Concept from the Zixiao Sword Sect, Lingjiu Palace, and the Holy Land of Righteousness were also infected by the slogans shouted by the Huashan Sect. They were all originally unwilling and unwilling to follow them, so they were kind to themselves.
The leaders and masters were originally helpless. But now with the masters of the Huashan Sect led by Yun Long taking the lead, they suddenly had the courage, and suddenly no longer considered the consequences, and just followed what they wanted to do the most at this moment.
Do it.
They also rebelled...
When the darkness dissipated, Yiyun and the others looked at the chaotic fighting situation around them. Suddenly, the situation was completely reversed.
Many artistic conception level skill masters began to escape. They wanted to escape regardless.
But among the people who are still alive today, most of them have interacted with the three major forces in the world, and there are far more artistic conception-level masters than skilled masters. As more and more people turn against each other, some of those who escape even
There is no way to go.
Originally, not many people were still alive.
In this kind of rebellious fighting, the fighting had ceased in less than half an hour.
The people who rebelled moved closer to the leader who had led them in groups.
Those from the Lingjiu Palace are surrounding the witch headed by Xi'er; retired masters from the Zixiao Sword Sect, Emei Sect, and Ancient Tomb Sect are surrounding Yiyun and the others; people from the former Tianmeng, Wudang Sect, and the Righteous Holy Land
, all surrounded by four people in purple shirt, small sword, no existence, and plus.
Yunlong, who lost his leader, led the retired masters of the Huashan Sect to side with the Zixiao Sword Sect.
People excitedly cheered for victory and shouted loudly, "The leader of darkness is coming out! If you have the ability, just hold us in the dark prison, we are not afraid!"
Such sounds resounded endlessly in the blood-red peach forest...
In the black tower.
The sword light never stopped.
The blood-red peach forest was clearly visible in the light curtain.
But Zixiao, who had not spoken for a long time, said, "The dark age must be over."
They failed to stop the killing, as they had done so many times in the past, but Dusk would not give up, and neither did Keming.
Now, the killing has actually settled.
It is impossible for Zixiao alone to change the outcome in front of him.
The dark ages should be over.
"There's still one full stop left." Zixiao stood up with a smile, and black light covered her body.
"Zixiao, why are you doing this?" Looking at Zixiao's figure gradually disappearing in the black light, Ke Ming really didn't understand the reason why Zixiao insisted on fulfilling his duties as the head of darkness.
In the light curtain, in the sky above the Taolin, Zixiao's figure gradually appeared in a large piece of black light...
The crowd in the peach forest was all silent.
Quietly watching the figure falling slowly from the sky.
The Dark Leader.
She should be the end of the dark age.
The sky is covered with dark clouds.
Thick rolling clouds surged from all directions to the top of the blood-red peach grove.
In the peach forest, there were corpses everywhere, and the blood dyed the bodies of many peach trees bloody black and red.
The light in the peach forest gradually became dim again.
But not because of the darkness, but because of the thick black clouds in the sky.
"When you choose to betray the common people, you choose to accept the judgment of darkness. I, the strongest and most beautiful Zixiao, the leader of darkness, am the executor of the judgment of darkness. The efforts of all living beings to mend the sky and save themselves cannot be defeated by a handful of public enemies. This is not true.
It is the future of all sentient beings, and the future of all sentient beings should be in our own hands. And I will prove everything with the results."
The sky is filled with dense lightning, shooting down to the earth with the force of a dragnet!
That was lightning, but its body was streaks of pitch-black lightning!
But when lightning falls, it is not black.
The black lightning was covered with flames, deep purple flames.
Zixiaoyan.
Lightning fell like a dragnet, covering the huge peach forest.
No one can escape from Taolin in such a short period of time.
Each peach tree was struck by lightning.
The deep purple flames burned all over the peach trees in the peach forest, the grass in the peach forest, and the blood-red peach blossoms among the green grass...
In an instant, lightning filled the sky and struck the earth.
In an instant, in Bing Huayue's eyes, everything around him turned into a deep purple sea of fire.
The flames climbed up King Kong's body and her body.
No one killed her.
She doesn't want to kill anyone either.
Her pride was satisfied, and her sword killed King Kong who insulted her.
All the resentments in the past have disappeared, and now in her heart, there is only tenderness towards King Kong, and King Kong's tenderness towards her, which is full of warmth and touch.
The flames engulfed Binghuayue.
In the deep purple Zixiao flames, she felt the pain. The internal force was involuntarily forced to resist the invasion of the flames, but she still felt the continuous pain, but she did not howl, because her heart hurt even more. She
In the end, the only way to end the ever-existing gap between King Kong and King Kong is to destroy the results of King Kong’s hundreds of years of hard work...
The peach forest turned into a deep purple sea of fire.
Many people were wailing in pain and running around.
Many people were rolling on the ground in excruciating pain, unable to bear the pain of the Zixiao Flame's continuous burning, as well as the desperate feeling of impending death brought about by the rapid depletion of internal energy.
The sky was black, and lightning covered with Zixiao flames struck the earth one after another.
It was a dragnet that no one could avoid.
This is the dark judgment of the head of darkness.
Many people who thought everything was over suddenly realized at this moment that maybe it wasn't.
The power of the Dark Head is so terrifying...
In the sea of fire formed by the deep purple Zixiao Flame, almost everyone was struggling painfully. Those who were resilient and persevered in their exercise skills resisted the influence of the Zixiao Flame, but they were still able to meet the continuous loss of internal energy.
When the Zixiao Flame cannot be extinguished, what will happen to him soon...
Those who had little internal strength left in the battle soon lost the ability to fight. They wailed in pain, stretched out their hands, and tried to ask for help from the people around them, but they were surrounded by people wailing and rolling.
, what they saw was the terrifying sight of their hands quickly turning into charcoal ash scattered by the wind in the deep purple flames...
Until their eyes could no longer see anything, and they completely turned into a ball of charcoal ash that blew away in the wind...
The dark age is coming, and the candle dragon flies into the starry sky.
The power of Zixiaoyan has been strengthened. What kind of power will Zixiao's unparalleled level of Zixiaoyan have? What will it look like after combined with the special power of the Dark Head of State? (To be continued...)
