The shocking explosion that resounded across the sky and earth echoed in people's ears, and the terrifying sword light rising into the sky dyed the world blue.
"What a dazzling light!"
"Can a sword light be so beautiful?"
Everyone in the forest let out bursts of exclamations of surprise.
Kui's eyes were focused on the distance, and he clenched his fists filled with reluctance. This sword intent clearly burned his own essence and blood, and anyone who released this power would surely die.
With such willpower and talent in swordsmanship, Zhuge Wuming should be able to go further. Unfortunately, he will end his life today.
Regret, deplore?
But what's more is the reluctance that fills people's hearts. Even a woman like Meng Qingjiu can't help but feel gloomy and sad.
They were the top geniuses of the Yuanyang Emperor, but in the end they couldn't change anything.
In the forest not far away, a young monk clasped his hands together, his eyes full of sadness: "Amitabha."
"Fan Yinzi, I remember you, but I advise you not to do anything else. The consequences will be very serious." There were ten people in the crowd besieging him, all of whom were famous figures, but
The power of Fanyinzi exceeded their expectations.
Although the three imperial dynasties have joined forces, there are some people they cannot kill.
Fanyinzi ignored these people when he heard the words, but a Buddha's light shone, and the words rose from under his feet, and a golden Buddha's light lingered around him. He didn't understand it at first, but he recited the scriptures, and the characters formed by the scriptures lingered in his mind.
All around me, a sad Buddha's words echoed in the forest, as if to pay homage to those who had passed away.
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The fierce collision of weapons echoed in the forest.
After entering the Imperial Dynasty, Ling Yi and Hun Yi encountered the most severe test. The people in front of them came from the Zi Yao Imperial Dynasty and the Ying Yue Imperial Dynasty, and they were all among the top ten.
Hun Yi, Ling Yi, and Shiraishi could barely parry, but not long after, a man with a knife walked out of the crowd.
That kind of power is indescribable.
Only by experiencing it personally can you know what despair is.
Hun Yi, Ling Yi, and Shiraishi fell to the ground. They were struggling, trying to continue fighting.
"Give up, you are too weak. I really don't understand why the Yuanyang Emperor would allow people like you, who are at the company level, to participate in the competition." The man with the knife had a solemn look on his face.
The crowd on the side did not speak, but swallowed their saliva with shocked expressions.
No, it's not that these three people are too weak, but that this guy is too strong.
Originally, they could not defeat these three people, but with his arrival, everything changed.
"As expected of the second-ranked blood-clothed Hou Yushang of the Blue Emperor Dynasty!"
"Can Lan No. 2?" Ling Yi's eyes flashed with solemnity. If this continues, they may all die here. No, they have a mission, how can they die here.
But in the current situation, there is absolutely no way.
"Damn it, if I had the rank, I would definitely be able to delay time." Such thoughts flashed through Ling Yi's mind, but the next second he suddenly remembered something.
"Exalted?"
Ling Yi struggled to get up: "Hun Yi, listen to me, I will buy you time, you take Bai Shi and Huairou out of here!"
"What, how can you alone be his opponent?" Hun Yi couldn't believe it.
"You do as I say."
"No!" The two communicated mentally.
"If you refuse, we will all die here. If I encounter an irresistible danger, I will leave the vitality in your body and you will bring it back to the original body."
"The power of life is not allowed. What do you want to do?" After Hun Yi finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something: "You don't want to use the Heavenly Spirit Transformation, do you?"
The Heavenly Spiritual Transformation is a power that Wuchen has not completely mastered yet, and Lingyi is even more immature. Once he uses the forbidden technique, he will definitely die!
"I will never allow you to do this!" Hun Yi said excitedly. Although the two of them often quarrel, they are of the same blood and can feel each other's feelings.
Ling Yi, this is to sacrifice yourself to buy time for them to survive!
"Other than that, is there any other way?" Ling Yi poured the power of life into Hun Yi's body, and the vitality made Hun Yi glow in an instant.
"Walk!"
With a command, Lingyi formed a large formation of light, and the terrifying silver beam soared into the sky. Under the attention of the crowd, his cultivation level reached the ninth level of the Spirit King.
"What's this!"
"His power is still increasing?"
"Is the spiritual master at the first level?"
"Damn it, what happened?"
Ling Yi's body transformed into the appearance of a young man, with his silver head and extremely handsome body, and the outline was somewhat similar to Wu Chen's imagination.
"The fourth level of the spiritual realm!" The enemies around him were horrified.
Even the blood-clothed Hou Yushang showed a hint of shock.
"Good guy, you have this kind of power, you should have used it early to make me suffer." Shiraishi couldn't help but said.
"Shut up!" Hun Yi's body trembled and he roared: "Ling Yi used a forbidden technique and used his own life to make us leave."
Hun Yi's words made Bai Shi tremble all over.
It even made the Huairou, who was protected behind her, tremble.
Ling Yi, at the cost of his life, just to buy them time to live?
"Come on, I'm not afraid of you now." With the crazy increase in spiritual power, the sword in Ling Yi's hand is even more powerful!
At this moment, at the same time, the battle between the sword and the sea of blood in a forest came to an end.
Under the sword light of the sky, at the center of the battlefield, a huge pit collapsed. The ground seemed to have rolled over once, and the surrounding trees and rocks were destroyed in an instant.
Among the huge longings, there is only one lonely hill standing, and on this hill, Zhuge Wuming's figure stands upright.
He raised his sword towards the sky, his eyes full of arrogance and domineering, and his whole body was filled with sword intent, making it impossible for anyone to get close to him.
He remained motionless with the sword raised, but there was a bloody blade in front of his heart that pierced through the younger generation.
"Why don't you hide?" The cold voice echoed behind him.
"Being hit with a sword in the back is a swordsman's shame. Besides, I don't have any extra strength to dodge, so it's better to die like this." He raised his sword to the sky and stood tall.
Xue Wen withdrew his blood sword: "Even as an enemy, I have to admire your courage and will."
"When the sword intention touched, I felt that your sword was full of unwillingness and mourning. You should have lofty ambitions. Even so, you are willing to die for those guys. Is it worth it?" Xue Wen's voice said.
Still looks cold.
Zhuge Wuming smiled: "This is my own choice. There is nothing worth it or not. In less than three seconds, this hunt will be over."
"So that's it. You risked your life just to make them leave. Unfortunately, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. My blood mark left a mark on their bodies. Now they are only five hundred miles away, and my power
You can reach the location of the imprint in an instant." Xue Wen said his ability.
When Zhuge Wuming heard this, his eyes suddenly trembled: "This is your ability. No wonder you can easily find us no matter how we hide."
"It's this look of despair. For a genius like you to have such despair, haha, haha." Xue Wen laughed crazily, his face full of ferocity.
"Xue Wen, do you have to kill them all!" Zhuge Wuming knew that he was powerless and tried to make a last resort.
"The strong are respected, and the weak will naturally be eliminated. This is the rule." Xue Wen no longer paid attention to Zhuge Wuming, and his figure flashed and disappeared a thousand meters away.
Zhuge Wuming burned his essence and blood and was bound to die. In addition, his last sword pierced his heart and destroyed the opponent's martial spirit. Death was a matter of time for Xue Wen.
"No, no, blood streaks!"
Xue Wen stopped, turned around, revealed that indifferent face, and finally that stern smile made Zhuge Wuming feel the most complete despair.
"If you attack those two women, you will definitely regret it." Zhuge Wuming yelled in panic. He sacrificed his life just to pay off the favor he owed Chen Tian.
Zhuge Wuming has no regrets, but is unwilling to fail to fulfill his final promise.
"Oh, are you talking about the regrets of those two women?" Xue Wen smiled strangely. He insisted on doing things that others wouldn't let him do.
"No." The last roar made Zhuge Wuming fall to the ground after losing too much blood. Even though his life was gone, he was still full of unwillingness. He wanted to walk forward, but suddenly fell into a huge pit.
With his blurred eyes, he watched the blood-stained figure turn into a blood dance and merge into the ground, disappearing without a trace.
"No……"
"Why do you do this?" Perhaps even he himself didn't know how long had passed. It seemed that at the moment he fell, a white figure came to him.
The stumbling body was helped up, and when he saw the man in front of him clearly, Zhuge Wuming was filled with self-blame!
"I'm sorry, I wanted to buy some time for Xue Luoxi and the others. I wanted to return your favor, but I was too weak, too weak." This strong-willed man actually shed tears, just because he
That little bit of guilt in my heart.
"You have done enough. I owe you your life, Wuchen." Chen Tian lowered his head, his expression so gloomy that he could not speak.
Zhuge Wuming did this just because he had saved him, and with his talent, he could grow stronger.
Chen Tian clenched his fists, anger filling his heart.
"I'm sorry, Wuchen." Zhuge Wuming said weakly.
Chentian put him in his arms: "Is there anything else you are worried about?"
"Wuchen, if one day the Mingjian Sect is in danger, please help them for my sake." Zhuge Wuming said this. He firmly believed that Chen Tian would definitely become a powerful force in the future.
Chen Tian nodded heavily: "What about you?"
"I, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill my promise in this life. My last request is to take me home. I don't want to die in a foreign country."
"Do fallen leaves return to their roots?"
"Falled leaves return to their roots?" Zhuge Wuming repeated this sentence repeatedly, and finally lay peacefully on Chen Tian's shoulder.
Chen Tian stood up, a side of the world opened up, Zhuge Wuming disappeared on the spot, and the moment Chen Tian looked forward, his silver eyes exploded with terrifying murderous intent.
"Don't worry, I will bring his head to your tomb to pay tribute!"