Chapter 342: Ten miles of tenderness can't hide the pain of misunderstanding
Gong Yun'ao's eyes that crushed ice and snow contained a murderous aura, a thunderstorm, "You talk too much nonsense!" Then, he waved his hand, and the crossbowmen behind him who were ready to go came out in an instant. .
"Gu said that if you dare to entangle Yaoyao again, your Nether Palace will be destroyed. Today is the day of your death."
As soon as Can Leng's words fell, the man in black holding a crossbow behind him shot towards Bei Mingye, who had a calm expression and remained motionless...
swish swish
This kind of black crossbow has huge destructive power. If it is a person with mediocre martial arts, it will be completely incapable of parrying. However, the person in front of me is none other than Bei Mingye, who is extremely skilled in martial arts.
In the sky, arrows like a rainstorm all headed towards Bei Mingye, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air resounded across the sky...
The evil and wild face under the moonlight was sneering. Immediately, he held the folding fan tightly in his hands, gathered his inner strength, and slashed through the air...
Hundreds of arrows were broken by internal force with a "swish" and fell to the ground in pieces.
The crossbowman was startled, and immediately, another wave of arrows came speeding towards him...
Bei Mingye smiled coldly, the light red scar on his eyebrows was particularly conspicuous and evil.
At the critical moment, he stepped forward, wearing white clothes and making a hunting sound.
Under the incredulous gazes of all the black people, he drew out the soft sword from his waist and struck out as fast as lightning...
In an instant, several rays of sword energy were swung out at will, and there was only a dense and crisp sound of metal explosions. Then the arrows that were speeding were cut off like paper and fell to the ground.
Then, holding the folding fan in his hand, he flew out with a whooshing sound, spinning into a fierce and cold arc in the air, and all moving towards the throat of the man in black at an extremely fast speed.
When Gong Yun'ao saw this, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he waved his hand. In an instant, an extremely powerful wall of energy condensed in his hand blocked the crossbowman.
It was like a three-foot thick wall of air that instantly blocked Bei Mingye's offensive, and the folding fan suddenly bounced back.
After spinning around in a circle, it spun back and was firmly held in Bei Mingye's palm.
This scene made all the men in black dazzled and shocked. If there was no master to protect them, the folding fan would probably cut their throats in an instant.
Arrows pass through the country like locusts, but they remain unscathed. No one can fail to marvel.
Bei Mingye sneered, "Gong Yun'ao, is that all you have?"
Gong Yun'ao shouted loudly and rushed forward, "Know what you say, today is the day you die." A murderous aura as sharp as a blade shot out from his eyes, splashing to the sky.
The corners of Bei Mingye's raised lips were full of sarcasm and arrogance, and there was a strong aura of hostility on his body that made people shudder.
The sword in his hand flashed with light, and he flew up, striking each other head on with his fierce posture.
At this moment, as if thousands of sword energies gathered together, Bei Mingye's sword energy climbed to its peak, and he roared: "Go to hell!"
With a loud shout, his true energy surged throughout his body, and he slashed the sword in his hand, erupting into a bright sword light that was more than ten feet long.
The sword energy shot out and the sword light swept across, tearing apart the boundless sea of clouds for nearly a hundred miles in an instant.
Gong Yun'ao knew very well that this time was no better than the first time they fought. He was not at his peak then, but this time was his true strength.
Gong Yun'ao is unarmed, but he can turn his Qi into a sword and condense the Qi he has cultivated into a physical entity. Being able to reach this level of cultivation is already at the level of an immortal.
Gong Yun'ao swung his air sword faster and faster, and the sword's magnificent light almost turned into a screen of light. Water could not be poured in, fire could not be extinguished, and it was invulnerable.
In an instant, the brilliant sword energy swept in all directions, blocking the terrifying sword energy that swept through Bei Mingye like a rainbow and the wind.
Vaguely, it seemed that everyone saw a vague figure rising into the sky at the top of the sea of clouds, leaping a hundred feet with peerless lightness, and reaching the clouds.
The Yayuan was shaken by this powerful force like a magnitude 10 earthquake. In an instant, the house trembled and collapsed, hundreds of trees were broken, and thousands of flowers fell.
The violent explosion caused the surrounding men in black to be instantly knocked back kilometers away.
Fortunately, this place is in the suburbs, deserted and uncared for. Otherwise, the surrounding villages within a few miles would definitely be a devastating disaster.
Seeing that the blow was dissipated, Bei Mingye instantly struck with another powerful internal force that destroyed the world.
Gong Yun'ao's speed was extremely fast, so fast that it was difficult to see with the naked eye how he cracked it, so that all Ji Feng and others saw were blurry shadows.
One sword after another, one move after another, those sword moves kept blending and condensing in Bei Mingye's heart, and finally the ten thousand swords turned into one sword!
"Ten thousand people unite into one, kill the god with one sword!" Bei Mingye roared, and the sword fell straight into the sky.
He released his coercion, like a fierce ghost from the Shura field, with a cold and cold look in his evil eyes, and a murderous and bloodthirsty look, which was even more fierce than the Wolf King.
When Gong Yun'ao saw this, hundreds of afterimages danced out in an instant. The vast sword energy continued to compress and condense, and the faint sword intention caused the air to continuously distort.
Behind him was the bright moon and the vast starry sky, and the sword energy in his hand looked even more cold and frightening under the moonlight.
Their confrontation was in full swing, like ghosts, ghosts, gods, and gods. The man in black on the ground was dazzled, dizzy, and shocked.
At this time, a group of crossbowmen looked at each other and aimed at Bei Mingye who jumped down...
The sound of arrows whizzing past Bei Mingye's ears and around him.
Bei Mingye moved and avoided it without any damage.
In the duel between masters, Bei Mingye not only had to concentrate on the life-and-death battle with Gong Yun'ao, but also paid attention to the cold arrows behind him. Therefore, his situation was not favorable to him.
"Despicable, you actually fired a cold arrow!"
Suddenly, several sharp arrows shot towards Bei Mingye's vest like a gust of wind...
Seeing that several sharp arrows were about to shoot through Bei Mingye's body, at the critical moment, six piercing sounds suddenly pierced the air, like lightning, like thunder, and like silver light flashing, circling and galloping over.
The cold light was ever-changing, shattering dozens of arrows in an instant.
The sound of the sharp knife, its urgency, and its force made everyone tremble with fear.
Qiankun Revolving Knife?!
Not only did they see the power of this sword, but they also knew that when the sword came, their master, the Queen, was coming!
The sword energy in Gong Yun'ao's hand was pointed at Bei Mingye in the distance. There seemed to be a faint sword light piercing the air. In front of the sword tip, the void was constantly twisting.
"Gu Zhen underestimated you, you plotted against Gu!" It seemed that Bei Mingye had revealed all his plans to Shu Yao.
"This is a great gift that I have left for you. How do you like it? Do you like it?" A pair of evil eyes were staring directly at Gong Yun'ao. His face was still stained with blood. At first glance, he looked like a drug addict returning from hell.
Like a blood Shura.
As soon as they finished speaking, a clear and cold voice sounded from beneath them, "You all stop it."
Shu Yao saw that they were still fighting hard and refused to give up. Suddenly, she was so angry that her heart burned, "Stop!"
"You all stop!" A life and death fight, this is what she least wants to see.
"Gong Yunao, I have won the battle." Bei Mingye smiled evilly. Under his brows, there was a faint red scar, hiding bloodthirsty hostility. His pupils were constricted, like a frosty hell in winter.
Gong Yun'ao's heart suddenly sank. He raised his arms and passed the sword energy flying rainbow.
The two have fought for hundreds of rounds, but there is still no winner. They know in their hearts that even if they fight to death, it will only be a draw.
However, they are unwilling to give up in their hearts, and they are trying their best to kill each other as soon as possible.
However, just when Gong Yun'ao was determined to fight him to the death, he saw Shu Yao flying into the sky like a flying swallow and galloping towards them...
The dazzling sword light of Gong Yun'ao's sword energy shot straight up, like a dazzling silver dragon, seeming to be connected with the lightning falling from the sky.
It was so fast that no one saw clearly how he made the move. All they saw was a glimmer of light.
Facing two god-level masters, Shu Yao's cultivation level is completely useless.
She couldn't even get close to them, and if she forced her way in, the invisible barrier would only hurt her.
"ah!"
Sure enough, Shu Yao was shocked far away by this powerful energy that could destroy the heaven and earth.
puff
Shu Yao flew out as lightly as a butterfly with broken wings...
When the two saw this, they were shocked!
This time, Bei Mingye passed Gong Yun'ao quickly. He swooped down and caught the falling Shu Yao.
Seeing this, Gong Yun'ao flew up and stretched out his hand to grab it. However, before he could get close, he saw Bei Ming Ye's right hand suddenly raised and swung out a palm. The powerful wall of energy hit Gong Yun'ao's face directly.
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Gong Yun'ao reacted quickly, floated several feet away leisurely, and stood proudly between the sky and the earth. His black hair was blowing, flaunting, and arrogant.
The two landed at the same time, and Shu Yao also woke up at this time.
"Girl, how are you?" Bei Mingye's brows were anxious, and he looked at her with worried eyes, accusing him in his voice: "Why are you so stupid? Don't you know that in a duel between masters, the invisible wall of energy around them will shock people to death?"
"If you hadn't had those two sacred grasses to protect you, your life would have been in danger!" Bei Mingye's voice was urgent and trembling, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became.
Shu Yao gritted her heart and pushed him away, wiped away the blood on her lips, kept a few steps away from him, and said coldly: "If I don't be cruel, will you stop?"
Under the moonlight, Shu Yao's pale face is cold, her eyes are charming, and her clear figure stands tall, as if she is a cold plum blooming quietly on a snowy night. She is beautiful, but with a biting coldness, standing proudly in the snow, and cannot tolerate it.
people approach.
Shu Yao slowly walked towards Gong Yun'ao, whose face was as cold as cold iron, and asked coldly, "Third brother, tell me, did you take advantage of me?"
At this time, the look in her beautiful eyes was already cold and cold.
At this moment, she just wanted to hear his true words.
Gong Yun'ao's eyes were as deep as the abyss, like a dry well with no waves. The coldness of the mist sent chills down one's spine, "What about you, why do you still want to see him?"
"You doubt me?" Shu Yao looked at him in disbelief, her beautiful eyes widening.
Instead of explaining to her, he questioned her, "Didn't you already know about the relationship between him and me? Now, you are still questioning me about this."
"Yaoyao, you believe him but not Gu?" At this time, Gong Yun'ao no longer called himself me, but Gu. Obviously, he was really angry.
Because she met Bei Mingye, and because she stopped him from killing Bei Mingye without fear of death.
There was a stubborn coldness in Shu Yao's eyes, "To each other, if you believe it, there is no need to ask, but you can't do it and never ask. Since you don't believe it, there is no point in talking more."