The summer sun is as hot as fire, baking the earth. However, it is the source of all life. It allows all life to grow under the sun and gain the power of life. Flowers, plants and trees absorb the spring rain and dew, and
Now it is growing vigorously under the summer sunshine.
If spring is the beginning of life, then summer is the rise of life!
Wow!
A small river slowly appeared between the sky and the earth. The water was turbid, but it exuded an indomitable atmosphere, as if it was full of water and wanted to merge into the sea.
This word by Jiang Moyu directly combines the sea and spring that he wrote before. Spring goes and summer comes, and the river rushes into the sea. This scenery is extremely beautiful, but it is also magnificent. The golden sword in the sky actually
Under Xia's majesty, he trembled slightly, and the scorching sun seemed to drive the sword down from the sky.
"Zhu He, stop it, it's still too late!" Jiang Moyu looked at Zhu He who was sweating in the summer, and couldn't help but said. To be honest, he didn't really want to tell the difference between life and death with Zhu He.
Come on, if Zhu He hadn't insisted on attacking Ji You, he wouldn't have appeared here at all. Unfortunately, it backfired.
"What if I have to compete with you?" Zhu He knew very well that Jiang Moyu was not relaxed at this moment. When he wrote the word "Xia", his hands were shaking. It can be seen that Jiang Moyu was also at this moment.
Supported by the Tyrant Sword Killing Heart, although his Xia Zhi Zi is indeed extremely powerful, even he can't continue to support the Tyrant Sword Killing Heart sword move...
After the words fell, before Jiang Moyu could speak, his handprints began to change rapidly again. The sword in the sky instantly stabilized its blade, and then a golden light burst out, as if it had turned into the sky.
The other sun among them is the same. It wants to compete with the sun made of the word "Xia" written by Jiang Moyu.
The golden light was not like the blazing summer sun shining on the earth, but like sword rays piercing directly into Jiang Moyu's body.
"Well!" Jiang Moyu's body shook violently, and he forcefully swallowed some of the things that surged into his throat, but a trace of blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He was injured for the first time since the two of them fought, and this injury
The person turned out to be King Wen, Jiang Moyu, who seemed to have the upper hand!
After swallowing a mouthful of blood, Jiang Moyu's expression changed instantly. The original dullness slowly turned gloomy, and a terrifying killing intent flashed through his eyes. At the same time,
, the pen in Jiang Moyu's hand moved again. This time he was very busy writing, but he wrote very hard!
"What I wrote is autumn!"
The deep voice fell, and the word was also completed at the same moment. After spring and summer, what Jiang Moyu wrote was a big word "autumn"!
The moment this word appeared, a chilling air lurked between heaven and earth, slowly surging, making Zhu He, who had made seals with his hands, tremble all over, and felt a chill on his back. At the same time, the person who was originally
Everything that was full of vitality began to change. The grass and trees began to wither at this moment. The originally green leaves turned yellow and fell one by one in the blink of an eye.
These fallen leaves did not return to the earth and dust, but all flew towards Zhu He. Each fallen leaf seemed to be a sharp blade, making a sound of piercing the air.
Looking at the leaves flying towards him, Zhu He's face turned aside for an instant. He immediately put down his hands that were forming seals, and used his profound energy to condense a long sword and began to resist the invasion of the leaves.
But these leaves are only the beginning of autumn, not the end of autumn. Just when Zhu He was resisting the fallen leaves with all his strength, the autumn wind blew up, rolling up the white clouds in the sky, carrying countless profound energy.
It rushed towards Zhu He, as if half of Zhu He's body was buried in it.
The scorching sun of the previous summer had slowly set at this moment, as if the sun was setting on the west mountain, but it emitted a dazzling red light and illuminated Zhu He's eyes. Once illuminated by this red light, Zhu He immediately closed his eyes, because as long as he really wanted to
His eyes would feel extremely stinging. If this continues, even if he blocks the autumn, he will definitely leave behind the consequences and become blind.
The autumn wind rises, the autumn leaves fall, and the chill of autumn is fully revealed at this moment. And all of this is a mysterious skill developed by Jiang Moyu with his pen and ink. It can even be said that it is not a mysterious skill, because Jiang Moyu is just a simple
He is just writing, but what he writes is the words recorded in Xuan Shu Tian Xia!
"Kill the heart with the Tyrant Sword, kill Jiang Moyu!" While closing his eyes and trying desperately to resist the fallen leaves and autumn wind, Zhu He also let out a loud shout.
Zhu He shouted loudly, and the golden long sword in the sky suddenly pointed its blade directly at Jiang Moyu's heart, and let out bursts of sword sounds. The tyrannical sword's heart-piercing sword is actually not only aimed at the opponent.
The sword move that attacks with the spirit can also directly attack the opponent's body and kill his heart at the critical moment!
After a moment's pause, the golden long sword turned into a ray of light and headed towards Jiang Moyu's heart. At the same time, four golden rays of light separated from it and landed on Jiang Moyu as quickly as possible.
His hands and feet were locked, and his limbs were locked. A domineering intention emanated from it, making Jiang Moyu unable to move at this moment.
Although Jiang Moyu could get rid of this kind of restraint very quickly, by the time he got rid of it, the sword had probably pierced his heart.
Looking at the flying sword, Jiang Moyu's expression changed, and he immediately shouted: "Sometimes a solitary bird flies in the autumn scenery, and cold smoke rises from the sunset without incident!"
For a moment, an icy air condensed in front of Jiang Moyu. After a blink of an eye, it turned into a flying bird. The light of the setting sun shone on the flying bird. The bird seemed to have come to life. Its eyes opened.
It turned out to be the same color as the sunset. It raised its head and looked at the flying long sword. Without any pause, it rushed towards the long sword.
The already terrifying cold air intensified again when the birds spread their wings. There was no warmth in the place where the setting sun shone, but it was extremely cold. Autumn was about to end at this moment, so it showed the coldness. This coldness is autumn.
, but it does not belong to autumn, because it wants to bring this late autumn into another world.
"boom!"
The moment the flying bird collided with the long sword, a huge roaring sound resounded through the sky. The flying bird instantly turned into countless cold air, directly wrapping the long sword. Qiu Shuang instantly appeared on the sword body,
The golden light on the long sword slowly dimmed, as if it was blocked by the frost on the shoulder.
"Ding Dong..."
The long sword lost the power to support it and fell to the ground with a sound. The late autumn also ended at this moment, and the countless fallen leaves also lost their profound energy and fell to the ground.
"Is that enough? Your Domineering Sword Killing Heart is no match for me, and you know that I don't want to write that word. If I write it, you will definitely die. And I, my junior brother, my master, and I
The feud between your Zhu family has really been settled." Jiang Moyu shook his head helplessly and said.
Qiu He Ba Jian's heart-killing is already one of the strongest methods of these two people. If he takes action again, it will be impossible to estimate the others. Life and death may only be in a moment.
It doesn't matter to the Zhu family that one Zhu Xi dies, but if Zhu He dies too, it will be a life-and-death situation with the Zhu family. Jiang Moyu doesn't have anything to worry about. He is a legendary student of Yingtian Academy, even if
The Zhu family did not dare to take action against him when he was not in the academy, but Ji You was in danger.
"I must die? Jiang Moyu, you think too highly of yourself. You can't save the people I, Zhu He, want to kill!" Zhu He was extremely angry at this moment. Even the Tyrannical Sword and Heart Killing couldn't defeat Jiang Moyu.
, then he only has one move left, the most powerful move in the Xuanling swordsmanship, a low-level mysterious technique!
"Are you really going to be so stubborn?" Jiang Moyu's face was extremely gloomy. He didn't want to take action, but Zhu He wanted to force him to take action. He still has a quarter of his profound energy left. If it is true,
If he writes that word, he will definitely end up hurting the enemy by a thousand and himself losing eight hundred, and the same is definitely true for Zhu He.
Moreover, if he writes a word, he may be injured, but he will be fine after recuperating for a while. But Zhu He will definitely die here!
"I can't retreat, and I won't retreat. Even if I can't kill Ji You, it will be a worthwhile trip if I can see the strength of King Wen Jiang Moyu!" Zhu He is obviously determined, let alone Jiang Moyu.
At this moment, he was afraid that even Zhu Wanzhang could not persuade him.
"The Seventh Form of Xuanling Sword Controlling, Xuanling Sword Controlling!"
A loud shout came from Zhu He's mouth, and the long sword disappeared from the ground in an instant. When the long sword reappeared, all the autumn frost on it had been shaken off. The long sword at this moment no longer had the previous
The golden light was as primitive as when it was in Zhu He's hands, but just one breath later, the primitive long sword turned into two handles.
After another breath, the two handles turned into four handles...
Not long after, countless ancient swords appeared behind Zhu He, like an ocean.
At the same time, Jiang Moyu let out a sigh, and the pen in his hand started to move at this moment. This time he wrote very slowly, as if he was using all his strength to write this word. It also seemed that he was using all his strength to write this word.
, he was afraid that there would be any mistakes. This word was originally very simple, basically a word that everyone could write, but under Jiang Moyu's hands, it seemed so mysterious.
The moment he picked up the pen, everyone felt a cold that penetrated into their bones. Ji You on the side was also using her profound energy to expel the cold that came from nowhere.
The sun in the sky was blocked by clouds at this moment. Countless profound energy seemed to condense at this moment, blocking the light coming from the sky. Dark night has arrived...