Before Luo Feng could turn around, he saw two groups of light in the distance, one green and one purple, condensing into thousands of sword shadows and ten thousand sound waves, entangled with each other. He wanted to intervene, but there was no way to do it.
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On the top of the mountain, Xue'er looked at the two shocking rays of light in the sky that merged together. She recognized at a glance that the one in the blue light was her brother Feng. She was so confused for a moment that she stomped on the ground with a pair of jade feet. At this moment,
, she wanted to go up to help, but she didn't dare to go up, because she knew that no one else would be allowed to interfere in Brother Feng's battle! Interfering would only interrupt his originally planned attack plan!
With a bang, two rays of light, one blue and one basket, suddenly separated in the north and south directions in the sky! At this moment, Luo Feng, who had been brewing for a long time, finally found an opportunity to attack, and the red sword light of the Phantom Wind Sword in his hand
It suddenly erupted, and in the dark night sky, another red light was instantly added, rushing towards the blue light.
"Luofeng, no!" Murong Feng had a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the speeding red sword light, his heart was burning. The blue light opposite was Zhou Cheng's famous stunt: the blue sea surges! The sound wave involved is within the range.
, unless you are protected by the sword power of heaven, you will lose control in the first time! And now, how can Luofeng's sword energy be regarded as sword power? At most, it can only be called sword light!
"Xuanjun, who is just in his early stage, is here to die, and he doesn't know what he can do!" A loud shout echoed through the sky in the blue light group!
Sure enough, just when the red sword light came into contact with the blue light, he suddenly lost control and flew upwards. This way, exposing his body defenselessly to the enemy, he was simply sending himself to death!
In the blue light, his eyes suddenly met Zhou Cheng's, and he saw a sneer hanging on the corner of Zhou Cheng's lips, looking at him with a disdainful look. Suddenly, he put his hands together and threw out a palm, hitting him directly.
Heart!
Luo Feng was frightened for a moment, feeling that the sword in his hand suddenly lost control: "Ahhhh! Why!"
At this critical moment, the Fantasy Wind Sword in his hand suddenly surged in sword energy, and there was a vague meaning of wind and thunder in it! A red light exploded in the blue light curtain, and with a "bang" sound, Zhou Cheng actually hit it with a palm
Enter the Phantom Wind Sword!
At the last moment of the Phantom Wind Sword, the sword soul in the sword relied on its tens of millions of years of soul power to force open the lock of the blue light curtain, blocking Luo Feng's fatal blow!
With a whooshing sound, Luo Feng flew out of the blue light and fell downwards in a free fall. Although the Huanfeng Sword blocked the blow for him, the impact of the wind in his palm also caused Luo Feng to suffer.
Seriously injured, the five internal organs were shaken! After all, how could Xuanjun's early stage monks block the fatal blow from Xuanjun's peak cultivator?
Below, Xueer saw a dim red light falling straight from the sky, and her heart, which was already clenched, suddenly jumped to her throat: "Luofeng...it's Luofeng!", she felt dizzy in her head,
Before he could recover, he jumped and flew towards the place where the red light fell in the sky.
In the sky, Murong Feng looked at Luofeng who was defeated by a single blow, and roared furiously! He suddenly jumped up, his blue Taoist uniform stained with blood looked like a shadow in the night, fluttering in the wind, and his black hair was scattered
It was also flying fiercely in the wind, and its blood-filled eyes were staring at the blue light in front of it, as if possessed by a god of death, it was extremely terrifying!
"Zhou Cheng!! Accept your fate! Ten thousand swords return to the clan, the wind is rising!" Murong Feng roared, and the Qingfeng Sword danced in his hand. In the blink of an eye, it turned into cyan light, like a meteor falling to the ground, and violently impacted towards the blue light!
"Haha! Haha! He is indeed a man. Before you die, please remember that the person who killed you is called Zhou Cheng!"
Zhou Cheng faced the speeding blue light, calmly, and smiled. The blue light curtain that originally filled the surroundings suddenly began to gather in his hands. In less than a blink of an eye, the purple "blue sea tide" filled the surrounding area.
The Qi completely dissipated, and the whole body was openly exposed. At this moment, the originally beautiful face had been replaced by a ferocious look, and a deadly evil aura permeated the surroundings. It was not inspired by spiritual power, but leaked from one's own bone marrow.
murderous intent!
I saw two substantial purple balls of light suddenly condensed in Zhou Cheng's hand, and instantly changed from the size of a palm to the size of a football. On his neck, he could faintly see blood-colored meridians bulging. At this moment, the bandage binding his hair
It suddenly disintegrated, and a head of black hair as black as ink flew messily in the night sky. Coupled with the dim black air around him, the whole person, against the backdrop of a blood moon, seemed like an ancient demon god descending into the world!
In mid-air, Xue'er caught Luofeng falling from the air. Seeing that Luofeng was already unconscious and vomiting blood from his mouth, she was shocked. Without hesitation, she immediately held Luofeng's wrist and a stream of essence came out.
Pure spiritual energy was injected into the meridians damaged by Luofeng. Fortunately, the Phantom Wind Sword blocked the blow and did not cause rupture of the internal organs, but the Dantian meridians suffered strong shocks.
Behind him, Luofeng was still unconscious, but he kept saying the words "eldest brother, second brother..." in confusion.
At this moment, Xueer seemed to suddenly remember something in her mind. She looked around and shouted in horror: "Second brother, where is the second brother?"
When I looked up at the sky, I saw only a ball of blue light flying at the speed of light, and there was no trace of my second brother!
However, at this moment, Xue'er had no reason to do so and instinctively flew towards the ground with Luofeng on her back. In the high altitude, the air pressure was unstable. Furthermore, the lack of contact with the earth's air was very detrimental to healing and recovery.
High in the sky, the furious Murong Feng danced the Qingfeng Sword crazily. Throughout the air, the sword energy was everywhere and murderous! Like a tiger descending from the mountain and a dragon coming out of the sea, the entire offensive was unstoppable! If Zhou Cheng on the opposite side is an ancient demon god, then at this moment
Murong Feng is a god of death! The god of death who harvests souls!
"Come on!!!" Zhou Cheng yelled from the opposite side. Facing the sword light that was so close at hand, he suddenly threw two balls of blue light that had been brewing for a long time. In an instant, the two blue light strips merged together and turned into
It forms a beam of light and shoots out at high speed. The surrounding space suddenly collapses, like a volcano erupting, destroying the world and destroying the world, like a huge wave, surging!
In the sky, the two lights collided again, boom!
At this moment, the whole world was silent. Circles of strong space wave holes surged out from the collision point, destroying the surrounding environment crazily. Even the road to the sky seemed to tremble slightly due to such a blow! The air was shaking slightly.
Countless pure auras of heaven and earth gathered crazily from all directions. Obviously, this blow directly shattered the void. The whole scene was as majestic as Pangu's creation of the world, like Gonggong knocking down Mount Buzhou!
At the foot of the mountain, countless cultivators saw such a magnificent blow, and they all stopped their swords, worshiping in their hearts. What a great god this is! What kind of cultivation is this! What kind of power is this!
How amazing this is! However, as the light dissipated, everyone returned to their original state. Many people even used "one less peerless master" as motivation, and their killing aura became higher and higher.
If you want to fight to the top of the mountain, you have to fight to the road to the sky!
On the top of the mountain, Xue'er looked at the bursting light in the sky, tears of love welling up in her eyes like water. Can Brother Feng block that blow? Brother Feng, Xue'er doesn't want anything to happen to you! Xue'er can't live without you!
..Countless cares, endless worries, and endless panics all came to my mind at this moment...Yu Chixue's parents died when she was young. Her two older brothers and one younger brother are her only relatives. Now, her lover's life and death are uncertain, and her second brother is her only relative.
The elder brother is missing and the third brother is still unconscious. How can a weak and weather-beaten woman bear such a blow?
"Second brother...eldest brother...I, I'm sorry for you..."
Xueer's tense nerves were suddenly startled. After hearing the sound, Luofeng, who was in a coma, slowly opened his hazy eyes. Under the moonlight, he looked like a young child in need of care.
"Brother, where is the second brother? Where is your second brother?" Xueer asked anxiously.
"Second brother...Second brother...he's gone." Luofeng unconsciously left a line of clear tears in his eyes, washing his blood-colored pupils.
Xueer's heart trembled: "Gone? Where did you go?"
"Went...went to...Huangquan Road..." Luofeng's voice became lower and lower, and the younger one could hardly hear it. After speaking, he fainted again.
"Huangquan Road...Huangquan Road...Second Brother...Ziqing..." Xue'er whimpered and repeated several times, tears in her eyes mixed with the cold rain falling from the air, which had quietly wetted the surrounding ground.
In the sky, at this moment, Murong Feng suffered the most devastating blow in his life, the peak of Xuanjun, a fatal blow, a blow containing the essence of life, a blow containing the power of heaven, Murong Feng was unable to withstand it.
of.
In the sky, there is only a green shadow riding on the breeze, blowing across the sky, just like a flowing firefly. At the end of its life, it blooms with a faint light and illuminates the dark world. But inside this flowing firefly, there are obviously still fluctuations of light. This
It is a tenacious life! This is an unyielding will! This is an immortal soul!
With a slap, Murong Feng's feet fell to the ground, blood flowed from his mouth, and with a cry of green clothes, his whole body was covered in blood, and his hair was in disarray. He was no different from the beggar on the roadside, except for the eternal desolation in his eyes and the same feeling in his hands.
The shining sword tells the world that he would rather die than surrender!
"Oh? You're quite strong, haha, yes, but brother Murong, farewell forever!" From the sky, Zhou Cheng slowly floated down, and the ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth was like a living devil!
"Letting you die under my soul-killing palm is your luck and my luck. You shouldn't worry about the misery in this world because you still have an afterlife. I don't have to worry either. You still have an afterlife to seek revenge from me.
!" In the air, two groups of deadly black energy suddenly appeared on Zhou Cheng's palm. After speaking, he suddenly raised his palm and sighed as he looked at the real man in front of him.
Murong Feng still held up his sword, looking at the black energy that would annihilate one's soul. He was not afraid at all! Perhaps at this moment, he only had the care and regret in his heart. What he cared about was Xue'er and Luo Feng, and he regretted it.
It’s time to embark on this path of cultivating immortality! Finally, at the last moment, Murong Feng closed his vicissitudes of eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In life, if you can face life and death with a smile, what about death?
Although I can’t be with you all after leaving for hell, I don’t want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I just want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day! If you have this intention, that’s enough!
Even if your soul is gone, what is there to fear!
Even if the spirit and soul are destroyed, what is there to fear!