"Arrows?!"

This time, not only the elites of the demon clan were shocked, but even the worship stars and martial halberds who were closely chasing after them were completely dumbfounded.

Just as they thought.

If you want to break through the encirclement of ten thousand armies with the power of one person and kill on the cliff of Wind Valley, it is almost an impossible thing to do, even the strongest Xing Yuanguo in the field would not have such an idea.

But......

Fang Zhengzhi did it.

In an almost unbelievable way, under everyone's noses, it turned into a purple streamer and shot towards the clouds on the cliff of the Wind Valley.

This method is not difficult.

Star worship can do the same, so can a martial halberd, and even any demon elite can do it when they have a longbow that is hard enough.

However, they could not have imagined it.

This kind of unthinkability is not to say that they can't think of this method, but in this case, they can't think of it in the case of rushing and killing in the midst of all hosts.

Ask ......

Who would have thought that when Fang Zhengzhi cast a dragon trick to look back, the purpose was just to cut a wide enough ravine in the ground?

Shocked, surprised, and overwhelmed.

This is the current thinking of Bai Xing and Wu Ji, they want to rush up the cliff of Wind Valley to save Yun Qingwu, but they find that this is a powerless idea.

The square, straight Sunbow remained in the ravine.

However, when one person uses this method, and the second person wants to repeat the old trick, the difficulty can be said to increase several times.

Take 10,000 steps back and say......

What's the use of going up now?

Of course, Fang Zheng's sword is not as fast as the star worship, but with the help of the sun-shooting bow, even if it is a star worship, it can't stop Fang Zheng's sword.

......

In the rainstorm, a purple streamer rushed into the sky from the ground, and then fell from the sky, like a sharp arrow breaking through the sky and a heavy rain curtain, shooting towards the cloud dancing on the cliff of the Wind Valley wearing a plain white dress.

The young deputy capital commander standing beside Yun Qingwu had completely disappeared from the contemptuous expression on his face at this moment, and was replaced by an unbelievable surprise.

If Fang Zheng climbed up from under the cliff.

He had almost a hundred ways to block Fang Zheng, and even let Fang Zheng have no way back, because, on such a steep cliff, he occupied an absolute terrain.

However, when he suddenly realized that he had to raise his head to see Fang Zheng, how could he still be so contemptuous as he was just now?

"Qiang!" the blade came out of its sheath, and it was not a sword, but a knife, a very special knife, with a snake-like opening at the tip, and the blade was thinner than an ordinary sword.

But it's a knife.

The name of this knife is "Spirit".

If the Huolin Spear is one of the world-famous ten treasures of the Great Xia Dynasty, then the Ghost Knife is one of the five great magic knives representing the supreme power in the Ten Domains of the Demon Clan.

Can possess the Ghost Blade.

The identity of the young deputy capital is naturally not ordinary.

But this obviously has nothing to do with whether he can block the upright sword below, even if his identity is noble, when he sees the upright Fang Zheng who rushed over, he still resolutely blocked the front of Yun Qingwu.

Yun Qingwu's body stood quietly on the cliff of Wind Valley, tilting his head slightly, looking at a purple streamer shooting down from the sky, feeling the overwhelming murderous aura.

"Sure enough, did you still come up?" Yun Qingwu's lips opened and closed slightly, as if she was talking to herself, and as if all this had been in her imagination for a long time.

"Click!" Purple thunder descended from the sky, dark clouds rolled, and a large tree composed entirely of purple thunder lit up the dim sky.

The distorted purple light shuttled and wandered through the dark clouds, like a dragon roaming in the clouds, exuding a powerful momentum overlooking the world.

"Kill!" Sen Leng's voice came from the clouds.

Immediately after, a purple light came out from the dark clouds, it was a demonic purple, and it was also a figure wrapped in purple light and descending with a sword.

The indifferent eyes stared closely at the figure in a plain white dress below, and the monstrous murderous aura pressed down like a mountain.

Dominating all momentum.

If, coupled with the bright sword in his eyes, this is definitely a strange and heart-wrenching scene.

"Why is it so strong!" The ghost knife in the hand of the young deputy commander was raised high, and the hilt with the carved patterns like scales was tightly pinched in the palm of his hand.

Never once.

He was in the same mood as he was now.

That kind of coldness, the powerful murderous aura revealed from his bones, made him finally understand that there are still such people in this world.

By now, he also understood why Shi Kou was defeated.

It is not the realm that the stone crown loses.

It's momentum!

A drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, followed by a second, a third, and almost instantly, his body was already drenched in cold sweat.

However, the ghost knife in his hand was still held high, without a trace of relaxation, let alone a trace of trembling, even though his face was already pale.

The turquoise magic eye on his forehead exuded a dazzling and brilliant brilliance at this moment.

The eyes of the young deputy commander were fixed on the sword in the sky, and the purple twisted like a dragon was wrapped around the blade.

"Boom!" The loud crash finally sounded, and a strong shock came from the cliff of the Wind Valley, causing the ground under the cliff to tremble slightly.

The mist from the torrential rain covered the ground, but it did not affect the shocking scene of more than 100,000 pairs of eyes looking at the cliff of Wind Valley.

The soldiers of Great Xia grabbed the spears in their hands, the soldiers of the Southern Regions clenched the wide knives in their hands, and the elites of the demon clan widened their eyes and stopped what they were doing.

There are also the talents who participated in the martial arts test, as well as the dragon guards, and the five hundred silver-horned wolf riders, as well as Xing Qingsui, Nangong Hao, Bai Xing, Wu Ji, and even Xing Yuanguo, who was commanding the overall situation, quietly stopped, and a pair of tiger eyes stared closely at the figure that collided on the cliff of Wind Valley.

"Click!" the cliff of the Valley of the Wind broke a huge gap at this moment.

As if it had been severed by a giant sword, a huge rock tumbled down from the top of the cliff, and with a bang, it smashed into the ground of the cliff and turned into a pile of rubble.

The torrential rain fell from the sky, washing away the newly exposed rocks, and the broken stones were washed clean in an instant, revealing the hard stones inside.

Now......

On the edge of the broken rock, three figures were standing.

The mountain wind blew, and the white dress on Yun Qingwu's body finally fluttered, and the slender and snow-white calves showed the tip of their iceberg because of the flying of the long skirt, and under the long skirt, there was a broken gap, and the distance, where her feet stood, was only a finger away.

And in front of Yun Qingwu, there was a figure half-kneeling.

A black cloak had been lifted directly, revealing a delicate and handsome face, and a green magic eye was flashing on his forehead.

The eyes of the young deputy commander were fixed on the human youth standing in front of him.

His lips clenched, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and in addition to the blood between his lips, there was also a bright red on his sleeve.

The red, stretching from his shoulders to his palms.

Torrential rain falls.

Washed those bright red to the ground, revealing a terrifying wound that was deep and visible to the bone, and in addition to the wound, there was a silvery-white metallic luster faintly flashing in it.

"Whew, whew......" The young deputy commander's chest rose and fell violently, which was a manifestation of exhaustion when he was exhausted to the extreme.

With a sword, he could no longer stand.

For a demon, a naturally noble demon, not being able to stand straight in front of the opponent is already an insult.

"Why is it so strong, why, it can't be, it can't be so ......strong," a murmur came from the young man's lips, accompanied by that heavy gasp, intertwined with the torrential rain.

Fang Zheng stood quietly on the top of the cliff, he didn't look at the young deputy commander who was half-kneeling in front of him, but just pointed the traceless sword in his hand at the clouds that were also standing in the rainstorm.

A strange purple light flickered on the Traceless Sword, and drops of bright red blood were washed down from the blade by the torrential rain and dripped down the cliff.

"Groan!"

The blade trembled slightly, making a sound like a dragon's groan, which seemed to be a whisper, and it also seemed to be an excited, bloodthirsty excitement.

The monstrous murderous aura raged in the air, exuding a circle of aura like waves.

"Are you going to kill me?" Yun Qingwu finally spoke, his beautiful eyes looking at the purple long sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand that seemed to be stained with blood, and his tone was very calm, as calm as a greeting between two friends.

Of course, the reality was that there was a sword in front of Yun Qingwu, a sword that was pointed directly at her throat, less than three steps away.

Fang Zhengzhi did not answer Yun Qingwu's question.

He just quietly watched the cloud dance in front of him, and the bright sword in his eyes became clearer and clearer, as if it was about to break out.

......

Under the cliffs of the Valley of the Winds.

More than 100,000 pairs of eyes were staring at those three figures, or more precisely, their eyes were also staring at the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand.

Because, every move of that sword will determine the life and death of Yun Qingwu.

Kill!

Or don't kill!

From the current point of view, it is indeed in the hands of Fang Zheng.

After all, except for Yun Qingwu himself, I am afraid that there is no one who can stop the upright sword below, and as for the demon elite, there are also star worshippers and martial halberds, which are also powerless.

What can they do but wait?

It's too close, the upright sword is too close to Yun Qingwu, such a distance, not to mention wanting to rush up the cliff of Wind Valley to rescue him, even if he moves, the ending may be doomed in advance.

"Kill!"

"What is he still hesitating about?"

"If it were you, would you be able to do anything to Yun Qingwu?"

The talented people looked at this scene, and they all showed worried expressions, and they all knew very well that if this sword stabbed down, the battle situation in the Southern Regions could be greatly changed.

How could the Southern Regions, which had lost the support of the demons, dare to be the enemy of Great Xia?

And, most importantly, for himself, he has a supreme feat.

However, it was a cloud light dance after all.

A peerless, talented strange woman, even if, she is the young master of the demon race, even if, she has no mercy for human beings.

Xing Qingsui's gaze looked at Fang Zhengzhi tightly, his mouth opened, closed again, closed and opened again, there seemed to be a kind of decision in it that was difficult to speak.

Similar to Xing Qingsui's expression is also Xing Yuanguo.

It's just that Xing Yuanguo has been just watching quietly, as the chief general of the Holy Lord's order to preside over the battle in the Southern Regions, at this moment, he didn't say a word.

No one knew what he was thinking.

The Wuwei Sword in Nangong Hao's hand slowly entered the scabbard behind his back, and a faint ice mist emanated from his body, and he didn't chase after the moon worship, nor did he stop the Wu Halberd.

Because, there is no longer a need.

......

Time passed bit by bit, and on the cliff of Wind Valley, the upright sword pointed at Yun Qingwu's throat, and Yun Qingwu seemed to be quietly waiting for something.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the cloud dancing sounded again and again.

"Since you've already decided, why don't you do it? Rushing up from under the cliff with all your might, it's impossible to just let me go for no reason, right?" Yun Qingwu looked at Fang Zhengzhi, and the lotus step moved lightly, but instead of retreating, he took a step forward resolutely, and his long skirt flew.

Compared with the calm thinking just now, this time, her voice clearly revealed a kind of relief, a relief like a reassuring shackle.

The torrential rain poured down from the sky, washing her veil more and more transparently, and her delicate face was clearly displayed in front of Fang Zheng.

is like an arrogant white lotus on the snowy mountain.

Tall, arrogant, standing at the highest point in the world, she doesn't need pity, she doesn't need sympathy, she just quietly, looking down at the world under her feet.

"Kill...... All those who try to harm me, all of them must be killed, all of them must be killed...... Kill ......" Fang Zheng's lips finally moved.

That seems to be talking to itself.

However, the voice was so cold that it made people shiver, or rather, it was no longer a sound, but a sound formed entirely by murderous aura.

"Boom!" a purple thunderbolt slashed through the sky, cutting a huge crack in the almost dim sky.

At the same time, the Traceless Sword in Fang Zhengzhi's hand also lit up again, and purple light flowed on the blade, like blood flowing.

"Die!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

As the square lips kept opening and closing.

The monstrous murderous aura also gushed out like a wave, spiraling up from the soles of his feet, rising like a huge whirlwind, forming layers of rotating waves of qi on the cliffs of the Wind Valley, blocking out the torrential rain falling in the sky.

The bright sword light came out of the square eyes, entangled with the rich purple in the eyes, and in this dim world, it looked extremely weird. (To be continued.) )