Chapter Twenty-Eight: Who Knows the Truth and the False?
The earth thundered, and the evil waves swept the shore rocks. The menacing wicked demons provoke a life-and-death struggle for no reason, and the loser is doomed to hell.
"Heaven is reluctant. ”
On kendo, casting, and strength, grinding and casting gods can be called a temporary choice. Even though the internal wounds of the strong enemy have not healed, the cultivation of the grinding god hand is still not general.
Different from ordinary people studying exquisite sword moves, the sword array is like a living dragon rising, the conversion of offense and defense is based on the idea of one heart, and the sword of Huangfu Dingtao walks with him, and his sword art is unique. But seeing that the person who came was the big devil of the famous and bitter realm, Huangfu Dingtao did not have the slightest carelessness, and his starting hand was a cold sword light rushing into the nine skies, and a sword waved ten thousand mangs, drawing a circle and covering the air.
"Good sword style, the earth and clouds are on the left. ”
After praising softly, Wen Renran immediately raised his palm, and the murderous aura on his ring finger overflowed, arousing the earth's gasification and evil current, and the majestic palm strength was unified, and the moment the sword light palm qi touched it, it was just like the thunder of the sky and the fire, bursting into a boundless storm.
In the smoke and dust in the sky, the sword palm went back and forth. The strength of the Emperor and the Emperor was between the best, and when they heard this, they suppressed their true yuan, intending to delay until their internal injuries recurred, in order to win in stability, and also to see the despicable nature of the overlord.
"Ethereal, misty, misty!"
On the other side, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the leaves were falling, and he knew that the persuasion was fruitless, so he immediately took decisive action. The introverted sword rhyme, with the majesty of uprightness. As soon as the Heavenly Punishment came out, the Heavenly Sword was full of righteousness, and the thunder attacked the sword wolf.
However, in the face of the merciless sword attack, although the person wearing the wolf-shaped mask did not slack off, and the understated sword pointed at the direction, but he had already pointed directly to the shortcomings.
"Shocked!"
Even if the opponent deliberately changed his sword path, he still couldn't hide the clear and true sword heart. It is difficult to understand why such a top swordsman would choose the wrong path. In the next moment, the Heavenly Sword did not move, and the sharp palm had already taken the lead, intending to uncover the mask of the person who came and get a glimpse of what was going on.
What can I do, ask the heavens to punish the fierce battle, the injury has not healed, and the foundation is difficult to rely on. At this moment, the gap between the height and the height of the sword path has become an intuitive factor that determines victory or defeat; not to mention, during the recruitment of the style, the internal force of the sword wolf is rich and round, and it is not too inferior compared to asking the heavens.
Although the shocking palm was sharp, the sword wolf kicked the ground and turned his figure, fluttering to let the attack body hit hard, and then pointed at the sky, the sword qi returned to the element, and the cold killing intent dispersed into Shuofeng, and the volley sword slashed towards the heavens, which was the return of respect for the opponent!
"They all disturb the red dust. ”
The arrogant sword is not as fast as the blink of an eye. Asking the heavens did not dare to be lazy, and pressed the hilt of the sword with his hand to pull it quickly, sweeping away the red dust and disturbances, and wanting to turn into a sword of return. Clinker, when the sword wolf sword style is old, it actually creates new power out of nothing, and the sword qi that is not determined suddenly erupts, and the sword kills against crime.
The rags scattered in the air belong to the enemy who first met. The bright red that can't stop holding the sword and the tiger's mouth is already a harbinger of victory or defeat. Asking God to punish his thoughts, no longer entangled in the identity of the comer, urging his Yuan Gong to the peak, and showing his frank and selfless sword spirit is the ultimate form.
The universe is agitated, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal. The swaying square sword light blocks the retreat in all directions, does not give the opponent a chance to take advantage of it, and surrounds the four sides to take their lives!
"Mighty and mighty!"
Sensing the intention of asking the heavens' punishment, the sword wolf condensed his mind, his fingers were stained with a trace of blood red, and his forearm was filled with energy, a sword was infinite, and infinite was still one. Seeing that it was still difficult to kill the enemy, he wanted to use his life before breaking the move.
"With the Heavenly Wind Colorful Neon Sword and the Nine Layers of Earth Qi...... Ugh!"
"A strong man to be admired. ”
Unwilling to sin the sword to the end, the sword wolf suddenly stood up, let the mighty sword light scratch his body, jumped out of the sword circle, and narrowed the distance, the final sword of the pinnacle of the magic has been caught for a moment, and the point is to ask the sea of heaven's damnation, and the way to return together.
"It's a pity, it's over. ”
In the next second, the sword wolf no longer gave the opponent time to make a move, and the spare palm and finger destroyed the yuan, and the extreme style instantly asked the heart of heaven's punishment, and the sword qi burst out of the back and splashed out of the fluffy blood flowers, which was poignant and dazzling, causing people to be sad!
"Second brother?!"
The sad scene of disbelief came into view, and the four extraordinary people let out a bitter and sad howl. However, the advantage of the original experienced way was suppressed by the opposite side like a sword shadow due to confusion for a while.
At the same time, after a moment of stalemate, the damaged meridians could not bear the efficient movement of the long time, and Huangfu Dingtao also suffered an internal injury, and when he shook his palm, his mouth spit red, and the sword light around his body also showed an unstable appearance.
"Heaven-shattering wrath!"
Knowing that the time has come, Wen Renran raised the anger and killing style, and first broke and cast the brilliance of the divine hand to protect the body. The battle situation is unfavorable, and he can't get out, Huangfu Dingtao put his mind down, and actually kicked the ground, his limbs and hundreds of bones filled with the behemoth true yuan, and the ten thousand swords turned into a red giant sword, dividing the sea and opening the mountain to cut the demon in his eyes.
"The sword points at the angry current and splits the waves!"
The body and the sword merged, and the emperor Ding Tao rushed down with the momentum, and he was extremely ruthless. Hearing that people are calm and not shocked, the left and right palms and ring fingers are each killed, the earth and clouds go left and the waves run through the right, the style of overcoming evil causes the thunder to move, and the terrifying power is combined in the palms, and the sword is broken from the front without dodging or dodging.
The sword light faded and approached each other. Hearing that the remaining strength of the people's remaining strength was still extinguished, the pair of male palms suddenly pressed on the chest of Huangfu Dingtao, making a chilling sound of bone cracking, showing that the huge wound of the human organs had been broken, making it fall into the realm of qi.
"You still have time to distract?"
Although Okita Takaji wants to help, the evil spirits and gods are not general, and the evil pearls are shining, and the young swordsman who catches the distraction will hit people hard.
In a one-sided battle, the victory or defeat of life and death have been clear, and at the moment when the general situation is settled, the god of trouble looked at the corpse of the Heavenly Punishment Wu who could not fall, but he no longer saw the cold murderous swordsman, and asked directly: "The subordinates of Nutian are all so individual?"
"Heh, masters have their arrogance. It takes a lot of effort to train such masters. There are no more than three of my subordinates so far. ”
Although I know that "Shantaojun" must have reservations, I don't dig into the root of the problem when I groan for a while, and the evil light in my palm is great, so I want to cut the grass and eradicate the roots!
"It's time for it to end. ”
Unexpectedly, just when the two people died, Okita Takaji was seriously injured, and the four extraordinary people were accidentally injured, and the situation was precarious, a light and fast sound of horses' hooves was suddenly heard, and it beat like a heavy drum in everyone's hearts.
The galloping carriage was splashed with smoke and dust, and the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted to send out a majestic demarcation, as if to prevent the gods from moving forward. I didn't know the origin of the carriage, the gods stopped on guard, and after carefully identifying it, Fang Lu showed a trace of contempt, and said proudly: "Black and white Langjun, an outdated character!"
Although it is true that the black and white Langjun is not very mixed in the suffering situation, but at present, the majestic divine calamity has fallen to the point of being poisoned by the demon Daojiao in the later stage. If it is worse than anyone else, it is obvious that the end of God will be even more miserable.
Privately slandered, Wen Renran didn't open his mouth yet, and listened to Mo Xunji, who distanced himself from the four extraordinary people, and echoed loudly: "There are talented people in the country." Black and white Langjun is a leaky old-timer, it's time for me to stand out as a rising star!"
"Slow ......"
Deeply afraid that Dao Zhen was stunned and burst out of the astonishing words again, Wen Renran pretended to have a heavy face, looked at the divine trouble, and said towards the ghost carriage, and said: "You may not know that you have lived in the Destruction Realm for a long time, and there was at least one person in the Suffering Realm who had the right to control the ghost carriage. ”
"Well, is it ......?"
Hearing the reminder of "Shantaojun", a piece of information suddenly flashed in his mind, and he was immediately shocked and vigilantly took a few steps back, staring closely at the ghost carriage.
"Evil Enemy, He?!"
It seemed to be sure and if it was a blow, Wen Renran solemnly shook his head, and his mouth shook in all directions, but he gritted his teeth: "Yes, it is my former hundred-year-old initia, the head of Xiqiu who killed the future ruler - Ant Tianhai Monarch!"
"Qutang is noisy and twelve beaches, and people say that the road is difficult in ancient times. Long hatred is not as good as water, waiting for the waves on the flat ground. ”
The road is rugged and bumpy, but there are still many demons who are in trouble and have unbridled desires. The heroic voice came out, and there was no real shadow through the curtain, and the mysterious guest in the carriage seemed to sigh and feel sad, and even more like the resolute murderous intent in his heart, and he almost admitted his identity.
"I still remember your friendship with me, but I don't remember to protect my life and cherish my lost life. Fury, you're so disappointing. ”
"Friendship, apart from hatred and hatred, there is no ruthlessness between you and me. Ant Tian, this time he re-entered the martial arts alone, and he was still too busy to take care of a page of the book. Do you think there is still a chance to play the drama of Haitian joining forces to defeat the enemy again?!"