There was a sound of thunder all over the world, and the old trees on the side of the road were uprooted by an invisible force, and then fell. Even the beam under the stone bridge was rolled up, forming a whirlpool, and it actually formed and gathered in the air.

Fang Jiliu felt the changes around him, his face became more and more iron-blue, and the spring tree in his hand was clenched.

Wang Luo looked down from the air, jumped down from the air, palms down, and roared: "Give me down!"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Fang Jiliu stared at the sky in the distance, the whole person was dumbfounded, and the horror began to spread from head to toe.

The sky, which was full of stars and where the sun and the moon rose together, began to fall little by little, collapsed, and pressed down.

Wang Luo began to step step by step, towards himself, with each step, with the momentum of thunder, as if he could control all life and death in the world.

Fang Jiliu's face was terrifying, at this moment, he could only fight to the death, a spring tree in his hand was raised, and thousands of swords flew out of the back behind him, forming a sword path under his feet.

Fang Jiliu walked on the sword path: "Before I die, I have to pull you on my back." ”

"Try it!" Wang Luo snorted, and then grabbed it from the air, and a stone knife appeared in his hand.

collided with the sword of Fang Ji Flow, and for a moment, sparks burst out.

Fang Jiliu is also the fourth order in the world, and Wang Luo has just entered the cultivation, or he relied on "amoxicillin" to forcibly break the mirror to the second order.

In terms of physical strength, in terms of spiritual power, where is Wang Luo compared to the upper stream?

The Fangjiliu horizontal sword blocked, and with his left hand, he took the pine wind flying in the air, and struck a two-pronged approach.

Wang Luo saw that the situation was wrong, and retreated again and again with the help of the small heaven and earth stone steps, and after retreating more than ten steps, he stepped on the first-order stone platform with his right foot.

The stone platform sank, like a spring, and gathered its strength, ejecting Wang Luo and striking it again at Fangjiliu.

Fang Jiliu's twin swords crossed and blocked, and there was a burst of pain from the tiger's mouth.

"The second order can also have such strong physical strength?" Fang Jiliu used his strength to push the king stone knife to the right. With a move, the little white dragon in the waves raised his right foot and kicked towards Wang Luo's head.

Wang Luo saw that he couldn't suppress the lower Jiliu double sword, so he protected his head with his right arm, and was kicked by Fang Jiliu and flew ten zhang away.

"Puff......" Wang Luo spat out a mouthful of blood again.

Wang Luo, who stood up, stared at the entire crumbling sky in the distance, with his current strength, he could do it like this is already the end of a strong crossbow, if he needs to fall faster in nine days, then the spiritual power consumption will be more, but now he is powerless, and before he comes down in nine days, he must keep himself from being killed by Fang Ji Liu.

Before Wang Luo could think about it, Fang Jiliu had already chased after him with a sword.

Wang Luo is also thick-skinned, can't I still run if I can't beat him?

Taking advantage of the worries of the terrain, escaping to the ground, entering the sea, setting up smoke, anyway, is to use any means, and not let the Fang Ji flow hammer himself to death.

Fang Jiliu chased Wang Luo and ran almost the entire small world, and almost everything in the small world was destroyed.

Smoke billowed from each other, and only the two of them remained.

Wang Luo gasped heavily, and none of his clothes were good.

Fang Jiliu, the young man with the back on his back, was no better, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood, and he stared at Wang Luo from a few battles.

But the sky above me was almost about to sink.

Dark clouds were on it, and the thunder was rolling.

"Unfortunately, there are still a lot of things left to do. Fang Jiliu looked at the back behind him, in addition to the accumulated sword qi, what was more precious was the letters one by one.

Fang Jiliu rushed towards Wang Luo, throwing Haruki into the air, turning his fist into a palm.

Wang Luo became a dantian and punched it.

"Why are you meddling?" Fang Jiliu asked.

"When the road is uneven, he draws a knife to help. ”

"If I were a good person?"

"Then you have to make it clear that other people are bad, and some people's lives should be decided by themselves. Wang Luo replied stiffly, found the flaw, and punched Fang Jiliu's head.

Fang Jiliu, who staggered backwards, immediately strode forward, pointing his right hand towards the sky.

A sword suddenly appeared in the middle of the small world, higher than the mountain and deeper than the sea.

It's like in this crumbling little world, a Dinghaishen needle appeared.

It was thousands of small swords, forged into one big sword.

Fang Ji Liuxu held the head of the sword, glanced at Wang Luo, and never said a word.

The wind and sand were everywhere, Fang Jiliu glanced back at Wang Luo, and with the help of his strength, he soared into the sky, holding a giant sword in his hand, and rushed towards this "Nine Heavens Fall".

Fight this side of the world with rolling red dust.

Wang Luo looked in the direction of Fang Jiliu's distant journey and fell into deep thought.

In the sky, a large sword blade was formed by thousands of swords, surrounded by red flames, and there was a stabbing sound of burning iron.

Getting closer and closer to the nine heavens, Fang Jiliu, who held the big sword in his hand, gritted his teeth, and his clothes were burned by the heat wave.

"I'm top!" Fang Jiliu gritted his teeth.

Then the nine heavens were still falling, and the whole big sword was like a mud cow entering the sea, turning into countless fragments, and falling from the sky little by little.

Soon, an entire large sword was almost gone.

Wang Luo, who was in deep thought, suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and there was one more person in the whole small world.

It was an uncle man with a waist across a wine gourd, dressed in black, with half white hair and half black hair.

In this way, he appeared in the air of this earth, his right hand was raised high, and he looked back at Fang Jiliu, who was a few feet shorter than himself, and raised the wine gourd in his left hand to bite it open and pour a sip of wine: "Ouch, what's the matter, this is going to fight to the death with blood?"

Fang Jiliu flashed a look of surprise: "Master!"

Wang Luo, who was standing in place, was shocked in his heart, the man in front of him was not an ordinary person, and he actually supported this side of Jiutianluo with one hand.

Just as Wang Luo was thinking, the man suddenly looked at Wang Luo: "Hey boy, I'm not here to help him, or I'm just passing by, but if I invite you to drink, you can let this kid go." ”

"If you lose, you lose, and the girl doll will be at your disposal, what do you think?" said Uncle Jiu Hulu with a smile on his face.

Wang Luo thought for a while: "Yes." ”

Uncle Jiu Hulu smiled: "And you kid, don't be ashamed, you can't even beat a second-order person, and you will be passed out to shame the dead." ”

Fang Jiliu snorted coldly: "If you lose, you lose, I don't make excuses." ”

After hearing this, the wine gourd seemed to be very satisfied, and looked at Wang Luo: "Boy, you still have a little strength in this thing, hurry up and withdraw, I won't be able to hold it for long." ”

When Wang Luo heard this, he immediately withdrew from this small world.

Uncle Wine Gourd came straight towards Wang Luo's Imperial Sword, and threw the wine gourd at Wang Luo's side not far in the air.