"Do you think there is still a purple bag for you to suppress the formation of passers-by today?!"

At first hearing the arrogant words, the shame of yesterday was still in his eyes, Xiu Wannian was furious, stepped on the spot, and a deep crack went straight to the place where the passerby was standing. In the face of the ferocious blow, the rugged passerby did not dare to be careless, and the cloth bag suddenly inserted a searchlight into the ground.

The first time he tried the move, the deep scar stopped in front of him, but the rugged passerby took a few steps back. Knowing that the foundation of cultivating for ten thousand years is really above oneself, the passerby sighed secretly: This cultivation of ten thousand years is finally a person who can talk with the predecessors of a page of books for decades in the name of Emperor Wu, how can he be an easy person? This time is not good, but there is no way back!

"Hmph, Moth Butterfly Dance!"

No matter what the rugged passers-by think, build a 10,000-year-old vow to cut off the road of life, leave no room for a shot, and start again is a trick to become famous. Jumping on the ground with both feet, the highly toxic phosphorus powder in the palm of his hand accompanied by the sharp palm force went straight to the door of the rugged passerby.

In front of the crisis, the rugged passerby was not afraid to deal with it calmly, the cloth bag in his hand suddenly unfolded, blocking in front of him to isolate the poisonous powder, and then a backhand blow, one of the six styles of wind and thunder, back to yellow and green in response. However, to the surprise of the rugged passers-by, even if they had already taken precautions, the next move in the cultivation of ten thousand years was an unprecedented and amazing sword path.

"Point in all directions!"

I only heard Xiu Wannian sneer contemptuously, and the half-cut sword in his hand was thrown into the air, and a sword broke through the air quickly! The sharp sword pierced the cloth bag with great might, and the blade of the sword slashed across the face of the passerby, leaving a blood-colored light mark!

"Sword Lantern!"

Although it was an unexpected move, the rugged passerby was not chaotic. In a hurry, the broken cloth bag turned into a soft sword again, swinging to intercept all kinds of changes. However, I don't know the ingenuity of the Martial Emperor's sword moves, but it takes a while, and the wrists, chest, and abdomen of the rugged passers-by have been injured in many places, and they have fallen into disadvantage!

"Sure enough, several landlords and hall masters died in your hands. ”

A few strands of blood remained in his mouth, and the rugged passerby coughed softly. This swordsmanship has never been seen in the cultivation of ten thousand years, but it is similar to the scars on the corpse of Ri some time ago. The Martial Emperor's swordsmanship fell into the hands of the Lantern Butterfly as if it was speculation, should he be glad that he was able to find out the truth, or lamented the extraordinary luck of the Lantern Butterfly?

"That's right! I got the Martial Emperor's sword move, are you shocked? Ha, when I get rid of you and Zhao Shiyuan, and then act in the name of the Martial Emperor, there will be no one to compete with in the entire gathering realm!"

defeated the enemy with one move, knowing that the rugged passers-by were by no means their opponents, and Xiu Wannian was determined. The rugged passerby came to die alone, he was really stupid! Asking himself if he had the chance to win, the lantern butterfly was full of ridicule and complacency: "The rugged passerby, it seems that you can only die today!"

"The Martial Emperor's sword moves are indeed extraordinary, but do you think that the rugged passers-by have not made progress these days?!

At this moment, it has reached a dead end, and the original intention of the rugged passers-by is to break the cauldron and fight against the water. Even though the battle situation is unfavorable, what is it?! In a short period of time, he hurriedly learned the strange tricks, but the people of the rugged road have already integrated them into their own martial arts foundation. The cloth bag is filled with majestic and heavy, and the thunder trend is the first level of the 10,000-year-old item!

Fast, accurate, and unstoppable! If it weren't for the fact that the foundation of the rugged passers-by was slightly weaker, Xiu Wannian would never dare to block the move. The half-truncated sword rotates in the air and charges up to meet the enemy. With a heavy breath, the lantern butterfly jumped away from the place!

"Peng Piaoping turns!"

Xiu Wannian counterattacked fiercely, and the two stunts converged in one place, and the ground cracked several feet in an instant, and the mountain was cut like flat ground. One relies on the wonder of tricks, and the other adheres to the deep roots. Left wounds in the chest and abdomen, cultivated ten thousand years of self-styled acupoints to prevent the outbreak of injuries, looked at the tragic situation of the passerby, and laughed loudly: "Is this your hole card?

After the passer-by exchanged injuries for injuries, the injuries were too heavy and the blood flowed profusely, and his clothes were torn like starvation, and he was already unstable. Caught in a desperate situation, the rugged passerby shook his head and chuckled: "Lantern butterfly, the rugged passerby never expects others to win." Although I am seriously injured, you can't leave this place today!"

"Kyogen, wait for me to take your life, see if you can still laugh out loud!"

"You've made a mistake, the rugged passerby is just a vengeful demon at the moment! As long as you die, it doesn't hurt to drag you to Huangquan together!"

The unbridled laughter of the rugged passers-by concealed the desolation of the strange road. Lamp butterfly cultivation for 10,000 years, don't you know that the people of the rugged road have always advocated not being afraid of sacrifice in order to achieve their goals? Even if this time it is to kill yourself, what does it matter?

Wangzhi sneered and smiled in disgust, Xiu Wannian suddenly felt uneasy, at this time and now, how can he have the confidence of a rugged passerby? What is he relying on? Is there anything else he doesn't know about the hole cards? Impossible, this is impossible! Without waiting for a long time, the next action of the rugged passerby shattered Xiu Wannian's last luck!

A pitch-black rusty sword, but the length of the palm of the hand, was slowly pulled out of the already shattered cloth bag by the passerby. Even if it is not a sword cultivation, just by virtue of martial arts, the rugged people already have the ability to urge the divine sword. sighed self-deprecatingly, he never thought that he would save Ye Xiaochai's life back then, and the Heavenly Sword would become a chance to win at this moment. The lamp butterfly has been cultivated for 10,000 years, and it seems that the operation of the heavenly road will be determined, and the sky will not leave everyone behind!

"Heavenly Excalibur, you passerby!"

"Thunderbolt!"

Don't wait for 10,000 years of nonsense, the last move is to exhaust all the efforts of the passers-by. The six styles of wind and thunder are one, all of which are integrated into the power of the sword to shake the world. The short and vulgar sword body erupted into an amazing blow that was difficult to resist, turning into a supernatural light and slashing down, no matter how high the mountain was, it was also small under this blow!

I can't understand why there is still such a power under such a severely damaged body, and Xiu Wannian's body is instantaneous and intends to kill the passerby first. The final sword of clinker is actually too fast to react. Before he had time to take precautions, the Heavenly Sword had already pierced through the left half of his body in the chest!

Caught off guard, a giant creation that has never been seen before...... Cultivating ten thousand years is not general, how can you be willing to sit back and wait for death? yin's eyes flashed with fierce poison, and the half-truncated sword urged the yuan force again.

"You forced me!

The sword broke the arm, the palm of the heart, and the person who flew out upside down fell off the cliff, but there was no frustration. How can this sword be so good, cultivate for ten thousand years...... You can't live! The wind blowing through the ears scattered the bloody and sticky hair, and the thoughts of the passers-by were in the minds of the passers-by for a moment. Brother, purple bag, I ...... Finally it was done! Ci Lang, I didn't promise to delay the war, please ...... Physically and mentally weak, the rugged passerby spread out his only remaining left arm, allowing blood to be sprinkled in the air. When his consciousness was confused, the military power that resisted suddenly burst out and supported his heavy body. Coughing up a mouthful of bright red, the last thought of the rugged passerby...... Only, unyielding!

"It's over, ha, it's over, it's over n, it's still me who cultivates for 10,000 years, it's me who cultivates for 10,000 years!"

On the cliff, the rampant laughter was a mockery of the person who fell off the cliff, but the Lantern Butterfly Man couldn't stop vomiting at this time! The sword pierced the heart and lungs, and the strange strength poured into the body. Inexplicable fear hit his heart, and Xiu Wannian panicked. If you can't die, how can you die in this place? The hegemony has not yet been completed, and the ambition has not yet been revealed! Xiu Wannian struggled to get up, but greed drove him to bend down again, pick up a piece of the sword that was clenched and severed his arm. You must quickly find a famous doctor for treatment, as long as you find a phantom warrior, you can still be saved!

In a moment of panic, the whole volcano came alive at this moment, and suddenly the karst tumbled, the sparks shot out, and the sound of wailing rang out in the ears. Who's this...... Who's wailing, who's angry?! Fear of death disturbs the mind, the lamp butterfly is frightened, there is only one word in the mind, escape, escape as far as possible!

Rushing to the mountain road, the panicked person stumbled and fled in a panic, but he met the person he didn't want to see head-on. The corpses all over the ground were all the dead men cultivated by Jing's heart, but none of them survived. It seems to announce the end of this life!

A bright white body, a bright lamp, shining on the shadow of the world's bright lamp, standing in a pool of blood, as if urging the king of Hades. Unbelievably at the scene, Xiu Wannian said in horror: "According to the fate of the world, how is this possible!How can you kill, how can you possibly kill all the phantom warriors?!"

Glancing at the things in the hands of Xiu Wannian, the light of the world vibrates in his heart. The hand is here, the sword is here, the lamp butterfly is here, and what about the rugged passerby? The grief on his face is irrepressible, and he has never been angry all year round to shine on the light of the world, and the light in his hand is burning like a flame at this moment! Why don't you wait for me for a moment, why do you do this?!

His eyes touched his angry eyes, and Xiu Wannian didn't dare to ask why the Phantom Warrior was so vulnerable, so he staggered a few steps and shouted loudly: "No, you can't kill me! I'm your eldest brother, Spirit Butterfly, how can you do it to me!"

"The spirit butterfly shines on the fate of the world...... As early as the original Flying Butterfly Palace, he was already dead......"

has always been kind and kind, but listening to the sound of death in Xiu Wannian's ears, he hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy: "According to the light of the world, I know that I am guilty, I am willing to repent, please let me go once, let me go once!"

"It's not a spirit butterfly, today's Cilang is just a naïve monarch of one of the thirteen Taoist paths, and it is exactly what he should do to get rid of the troubled times and kill the demons and evils!"

"Spirit Butterfly is according to the fate of the world, you can't!"

"It's late...... It's late, it's late!

Three lates, the late ones are not the false repentance of the lantern butterfly, but the self-blame and lament for being one step late. Sighing with grief, the light turned into Tai Chi and two instruments, the soft palm was full of energy, and Haoran Tianguang immediately came to the world, breaking the trick of cultivating ten thousand years of life. The moment he staggered, the blood-colored figure rose from the ground, and fell to the dust after an instant......

The vision of the person who landed slowly gradually blurred. Reminiscing about the past, a little self-deprecating and a little unwilling. After more than 100 years of crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, this ending of dying at the hands of his own brothers may not be bad? At the beginning, for his own plot, he sacrificed the brothers of the Heavenly Butterfly Alliance without blinking. Is this final song of the fold a retribution of heaven? No, no...... I am the only one who bears the world, how can I let the people of the world bear me? As a hero, where can I regret it?

At the end, the strange man chuckled wildly, but the blood-stained hand stretched out unconsciously, and then fell to the ground in vain. The dazzling whiteness of the wrong body will eventually become an unattainable luxury in this life. Lamp butterfly, lamp butterfly, as the name suggests, is finally a moth to the fire and body. The blame is self-inflicted, the blame is unbearable, the life of gambling is conceited and undefeated, and the heroic plan of a lifetime will be in vain after all!

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Shine on the light of the world duli lonely peak, melancholy gaze. A sword, an arm, looking everywhere but no body, I don't want to believe that the passers-by will really die, and if there is no body, there is still life......

Knowing that such a big event has happened, the set can no longer stay, although the light of the world is helpless, but only with a little hope, go to the glass fairyland first. The back was gone, but the volcano behind it exploded at this moment, and the powerful power shook his mind. The power that swept through the gathering realm shocked the eighteenth floor of the six halls of the three palaces!

Holding the fainting person with one hand, as the Ye Shibing Quan closest to the crater, he took a step back from the impact of his energy. The slight squint of the tiger eyes reveals a rare interest. Emperor Wu, save time for your last play! The ribbon fluttered, and he looked down at the dying person beside him. As I said, no one in the world can refuse Ye Shibing's military power! Knowing that if the rugged passers-by don't save him, there will be no cure, and Ye Shibing's authoritative martial posture disappeared in an instant. At the same time, the light of the world retreats and waits for changes.

After a moment of silence, a boulder flew out of the crater, exploded in the air, and a fiery red figure suddenly burst out, and the sharp and domineering vision seemed to penetrate the space to block, and the angry laughter was deafening!

The destruction of the realm is in the prison pool, and the blood-colored yin dark place is different from the previous evil light; A slowly flowing river of right and wrong, in the Demon Domain Hall, a black-faced man shaped like Zhong Kui patted his seat, with thick eyebrows and angry eyes!

The three divine senses touched in the air, but in the end, they all fell together towards the Yundu Mountain, which stood arrogantly on the land of the Central Plains. The menacing coercion is in front, but the Buddha is immovable, blowing the dust lightly to cut off the tripartite temptation, and the eyes of the eyes are not afraid of the troubled times.

"The world is like chess, unpredictable, laughing heroes!"

"The universe is like a fantasy, the clouds and waves are treacherous, crying all over the chivalrous group, and the martial arts world can be called the emperor. ”

The changed tone of the poem, the leisurely voice of the past, indicates the change of friendship between the two sides in the future. It's a death decision, it's a secret plan, only God knows! Yundu Mountaintop, a page of the book has ominous signs, and the eyebrows are slightly frowning and implying compassion.

"Daoyou, Martial Emperor!"