The breeze blows a graceful body, and the eyes are still looking at the bright moon.

Xin Chang didn't know how, such a situation was unbearable.

It's just that he hasn't forgotten that there is still something to protect in his heart.

Consult with the crowd, leave traces, and explain the direction of the crowd.

Stay: I am determined to protect my family, although I will not rest for thousands of miles.

The crowd turned into meteors and disappeared in the sky.

The wind is cold, and my heart and the sword in my hand are willing to hold no reservation.

What is the scene of the splendid city, everyone has only known hell, but they have never seen it.

Presumably, there is fire and sorrow in hell.

Those tormented by the flames may be able to do good, or they may not be able to turn back.

There is hell on earth.

The relatives who got along with each other in the past were separated by yin and yang in an instant, and they no longer met, how should we pursue the beauty of our past.

The life of the ants, the flames are still devouring the lives of the people around them.

Can I scream again, my parents and brothers?

Where can I see the gates of the city?

The north is full of ruins, as silent as death.

But there are still lights in the south, and the lights are the most famous in the center of the two sides, and countless shouts and killings are concentrated here.

The lights are constantly going out, and the place they are guarding is encroached upon by demons.

The demons are constantly rushing forward, and the soldiers defending the city are not afraid of death, but they just know how to move forward.

Xin Chang, Li Jingshi and everyone watched here, and the sword qi flew and gathered towards the place where the demons and demons gathered.

The sword light was colorful, and the short burst of full strength illuminated the place of Baizhang, which was terrifying to see and shocking for a while.

Junyan's sword suddenly went to the mountains, and suddenly the water flowed, and the nearby places kept rushing, taking away lives and saving lives.

This is the meaning of the sword, heaven and earth are born with a divine sword, that is, to do something between heaven and earth.

For life.

The sword is used at this moment, there is no skill at all, it is all based on the surging mood, and the work of heaven and earth creation is completely like the antelope hanging horns, and there is no trace to be investigated.

threw away the blood, but Xin Chang did not get carried away by the anger.

He looked at the situation around him, looking for a way to use it for his side.

saw a familiar figure, but the figure Xin Chang hoped was unfamiliar.

Gao Haoyu had broken an arm, but he was still holding a sword in his right hand.

His clothes were torn and his face was stained with blood, and he was not as calm as the great monks of the past.

Xin Chang flew to Gao Haoyu's side. Dazed, sad and indignant: "Uncle Gao, what's wrong with you." ”

Gao Hao, laughing and talking, the general words of the past: "Sacrifice for the people, my broken arm is very glorious." ”

Xin Chang asked what the situation was, and Gao Hao said: "That's it, Beicheng has been occupied by demons, and there is no life left." Nancheng is dying, and he must be in the nick of time. ”

Xin Chang said: "Why is it so tragic, the Brilliant City is not guarded by Xiushui, why is it in such a situation." ”

Gao Haoyi didn't know how to explain it, Xiushui's beauty was unforgettable, and said: "The demon is haunting, pinning his hopes on the flames of war, affecting the civilians, don't talk about it, but I remember his name clearly, it is called Hua Langying." ”

Xin Chang was like being struck by lightning, and he only recalled in his heart that Hua Langying wanted to recreate order and regain his life, but why were the methods so cruel.

Xin Chang said: "Why don't you take civilians with you, you can escape, save your life, and we can make a comeback tomorrow." ”

Hua Langying sighed lightly: "In the vast wilderness, where to escape, the sacrifice is greater, it is better to fight to the death, but my heart is also happy." ”

Xin Chang said: "How long can we hold out, without rescuers?"

Hua Langying said: "Far water can't save the near fire, this time we can only rely on ourselves, the soldiers of Lai are brave with their lives, and the demons will fight for the land, as for the street fighting, there is finally Nancheng." ”

The monk used the sword freely, often using the sword to reach dozens of zhang away, and this time it was even as for hand-to-hand combat, which showed the degree of tragedy.

Xin Chang looked at the war in the distance and near away, he didn't feel a little stupid, the face of killing the saint appeared in his heart, his old man built this city with his own hands, did he want to watch it turn into rubble?

Where is the way in the world, and where is the face of the monk.

This time, there is only courage, at the cost of life.

The night is still dark and deep, but countless people don't want the dawn, but they are afraid, knowing that there is one less familiar person around them.

When it should not be dawn, there is a void of light in the east, and the light is more and more obvious, and it is appalling that a man's face appears.

Gao Gao begged for grief and indignation, and shouted: "Flowers make shadows......"

The five-colored clouds gathered next to it, but at this moment it seemed to be extremely auspicious, and countless people fell to their knees, hoping that life would survive.

The demon was forced to stop attacking the city.

The Colossus of Flower Shadow spoke: "Why don't you surrender to me, and you can have eternal life." ”

Civilians can only prostrate without stopping.

Gao Hao looked up to the sky and sighed: "You are a small night, impersonating a saint, spreading the way of heaven, but in fact, you kill with a sword, and everything you do to slaughter your life is your own selfishness, trying to hide from the sky and use the power of the world, you are really a complete villain, a great harm in the world, can you let me kneel to you?"

Hua Langying spoke: "The way of heaven has collapsed, and you are all meritorious people who follow me, obey my orders, and you can flow with heaven and earth with your name." ”

The clouds turned into palms, and the width was not limited to a hundred feet, but the next moment it was pressed to the heights.

Gao Haoyu knew that he would die, and he still scolded angrily.

How could Xin Chang see Gao Hao die, Yu Gong, he is a man with lofty ideals, a model for all monks, in private, with his own confidant, and how to explain to the fish in the future.

The sword light suddenly magnified, reaching the giant palm that was erecting into the sky.

Xin Chang did it, but he hit the stone with an egg, and he wanted to be high, and he was not an opponent of Hua Xiangying, what could he do.

It's just that it's not just him at this moment, Li Jingshi, Miss Nianjun, Zhao Dongyao, etc., are all using their greatest strength, thousands of heroes are upward, and Hua Rongying is on a par for a while.

It's just that the flower shadow is the cultivation of a half-saint after all, and the heart desires, burning the sky and the sea.

The huge power of the palm suddenly increased by three points, and everyone was about to turn into powder.

Above the blue sky, surrounded by white clouds, but there were several people kneeling on the clouds, and someone pleaded for Xin: "Stop it, adults......"

It is Xiushui, Xin Xuanmou and so on.

said: "For a while, Xin Chang was deceived by Gao Hao, and begged the adults to spare his life in front of us. ”

Hua Langying waved the sleeves of his robe, and everyone retreated.

The competition between the two is just that one side has dozens of people, and the other side only has flowers.

The wind was flying, and some people began to lose their breath under pressure, and Hua Rongying was about to add three points of strength.

When Xin Chang was dying, he chuckled, he looked at Li Jingshi, looked at Miss Nianjun, it is okay to die together, we don't have to say goodbye.

The corner of Xin Chang's mouth murmured: "Everyone is for me, I am for everyone......"

It is the words left behind by the killing sanctuary.

Xin Chang spoke louder and louder, he was just afraid that he would not be able to say anything.

On the upper floors of countless houses, there is a sword light flying, wandering the sky, as if there is a sound.

No one knows that on the day the glorious city was built, countless swords were left on the houses and on the street corners.

At this moment, they rose suddenly, and countless streamers, regardless of the south and north cities, quickly converged, suppressing the distant starlight.

The brightest of them was a sword in Xin Chang's hand, the Junyan Sword.