Section 572 Death robbery
The broken arm is flying, the golden wings are flying, and a big hand is grabbed out.
Long Tianying didn't care where Long Tianying went, as long as he got the black knife, it was his purpose in this battle.
In a breath and a half, the tip of Lang Yu's middle finger was only a foot away from the black knife in the hand of the severed arm.
However, this ruler has become despair.
The blue sky is even bluer, and the blue is like rippling water waves.
The black knife in front of him seemed to be separated by a thick piece of glass, and he could no longer take a step forward.
It's not that it sped up, but that the man and the knife didn't move, as if an eternal painting was forever frozen in this moment.
The Xuan Qi froze, and the divine consciousness froze, like a drop of pine resin dripping between the praying mantis and the cicada.
The yellow finch appeared.
On the top of Langyu's head, the water purification bottle like mutton fat jade is kindly radiating a milli light.
The space was sealed, and the forensic test was frozen.
What a familiar breath! Circles of blue light gently slid down. Like spring rain moistens all things, silently. I can't even feel the slightest murderous aura.
Langyu was struggling, struggling in vain.
The cultivation of the mortal realm is too weak, so weak that it is ignorance.
Lang Yu boasts that he is also a person who has entered the fairy world, and he is also a person who has seen the world. However, at this moment, like a toad sitting in a well, he occasionally raised his head, and laughed proudly: "Haha, I see the sky!"
What he knew was far from what he knew.
Under the immortal weapon, it is difficult to move an inch.
The immortal water purification bottle in Tong Xuanzi's hand is definitely different from the Qinghong driven by Langyu.
As soon as the formation is opened, the seal is thousands of zhang, even in the lower realm, it is not a problem to lock Langyu within a hundred zhang. Blinded by heaven, he only has three breaths of time.
Enough is enough.
"Returning wind and crushing snow. ”
Four words, a knife, a chuckle. The clouds are rolling and windy.
"Ahh
Ling Songzi exclaimed, his eyes were about to pop out, he couldn't believe that the scene in front of him could be true.
Two masters, two immortal weapons, and two immortal arts. Is it just to deal with a Nether minor repair?
The short boy Xuanzi, with a gloomy face, smiling in his eyes, narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth tilted to the left, and looked at Lang Yu below with contempt.
The wind is empty, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the long sleeves are flying, the knife in his hand is slashed, and the chaotic blade is flying and wrapping the people below.
It's vile, it's shameless, it's inhuman.
Ling Songzi wanted to scold, but it didn't help, and he wanted to make a move, but he couldn't do anything.
"Poof"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes turned black, and he fell.
was fooled, and it was he who single-handedly directed the tragedy of Langyu. Tianfengmen never thought of letting him go at all, and did not hesitate to use the Zhenmen immortal weapon.
Is there anything else Ling Songzi has to say?
It's naïve! It's naïve! It's too self-righteous!
The immortal gate of the upper realm, will it really be helpless to make a minor repair in the lower realm?
Shouldn't I have escaped from Da Luo?
Lang Yu was motionless and was sealed in mid-air, at this moment, he seemed to have an epiphany, thinking of Wu Daotong, thinking of Wu Yuan, the named master seemed to have been deceived by Shangxianmen.
It's not that the Gu family really doesn't dare to move, as long as they die, can they still go to the sky?
Haha, hehehehe......
Figured it out, it's late.
The wind was whirling, and a thousand knives were flying, turning the intangible into the tangible, and rolling Langyu horizontally in it.
It's not a severed head, it's not a beheading, it's a thousand blades.
If Lang Yu was still conscious, he would naturally think of the most cruel mutton slices he had seen in his previous life.
Feng Xuanzi raised his thick eyebrows slightly and glanced at Tong Xuanzi. The two wanted to be separated by thousands of miles, but their chests trembled at the same time, and they sneered contemptuously.
It's finally over.
Tong Xuanzi only wanted to kill people and remove the threat of Taixuanmen.
Feng Xuzi took a fancy to the pair of extremely fast wings.
Hit it off. For the benefit of Xianmen, the two heads appeared on the stage.
"Hahahaha......"
The meat on the chopping board, the fish in the net, and the fairy weapon are nowhere to hide.
This guy is too dangerous, not only because of the pair of wings against the sky, but also because of the terrible exorcism technique.
It is probably a bit of a pity to abuse and kill a genius, perhaps, there is nothing ridiculous about killing a mortal Tianzun with a Yuan Baby.
The laughter of the two people was anticlimactic, and they felt bored, and finally turned into a long breath and spit it out.
The wind whirlwind cut the golden wings, and sparks froze.
The crisis is gone, Tong Xuanzi regretted it a little again, depending on the situation, the golden wing is at least no less than the existence of the immortal weapon, it's a pity.
"Huh?"
Feng Xuzi looked at it coldly.
The enemy country is destroyed, and the ministers are destroyed. As soon as the external chaos breathes, the two of them will be enemies.
Want to grab it? In this world, there are no eternal friends, and there are no eternal enemies. A promise is an agreement, but it has to be guarded against.
Feng Xuzi is about to make a move.
Tong Xuanzi was still thinking about it and didn't move.
As soon as the knife wind was tight, Feng Xuzi wanted to take millet from the fire, and first pulled Lang Yu out of the blockade of the water purification bottle, which was both a preemption and a temptation, and it was a test to see if Tong Xuanzi stopped it.
Lang Yu's body moved, and Tong Xuanzi's eyes jumped. The friend on the other side can't wait.
Although the wings were wide, in the blink of an eye, the sword wind swept into two meters, and the next moment it was a broken corpse.
Suddenly, Lang Yu, who was already dead, a red light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and an old teapot rushed above his head.
"Buzzing ......" shimmered with red brilliance, and a layer of light as thin as a cicada's wings enveloped it.
"What's that!?"
Tong Xuanzi was startled and pounced. This is not in the agreement.
"Huh, immortal weapon!" Feng Xuzi was a little dumbfounded, Qiu Yunzi had said that this kid had a teapot, and sure enough. When he saw it today, he immediately understood Qiu Yunzi's purpose of fighting for the lower realm.
In front of the treasure, do not give an inch. Feng Xuzi collected the knife and slashed again, cutting off Tong Xuanzi's way.
The vase tilted, the blue sea churned, and the void was fixed again, but this time it was the knife of the wind void.
Lang Yu below was still in confusion, and the wind shattered the snow knife, slashing the pale red light mask, and it was silent, and he couldn't get any in.
The little teapot, what kind of existence is it?! Its appearance immediately broke the seal of Tong Xuanzi, but Lang Yu was sealed in the red light.
At this time, he is invincible, but he can't move. Because in the red space, there is no law, there is no Xuanqi, everything is static, and there is no sense of the outside.
"Woo-woo!"
The wind is howling, the knife is spinning, and the light is dimming.
"Poof"
The red light shattered.
Knowing that today, Lang Yu should have regretted that when he was on the fifth floor of the Heavenly Palace, he should have let the Jiuyang Lantern suck up the flames of the Chixiao Palace. As long as you stick to the three-breath time, everything will change.
"Boom......"
"Uh-uh. ”
Several knife spins rolled past, Lang Yu shook a few times in succession, and seven or eight knife flowers cut through the chest, lower abdomen, and thighs. Among them, a knife in the dantian and a knife in the chest are the most deadly.
Divine consciousness appeared, and the sword swirl and jade bottle in the sky were reflected in the sea of consciousness, and a short and fat man and a black-shirted man appeared in the field of vision.
"Collect!" the thought moved, and the golden wings were retracted, but they did not disappear, but wrapped a broken body in a clump.
"Woo ......"
Xuanguang slashed across the golden wings, and Lang Yu's persistent eyes were still fixed on the severed arm that was close in front of him.
"Close!"
It's really terrible, don't leave yet!
Qingteng spit back, and the black knife finally arrived, and he turned over his hand and withdrew his arm to take out the knife.
"Shura Slash!"
This knife has not much energy, but it is heavy in a fast word.
Knowing the little man in the sea, he pointed a little, renewed the bridge of life, strengthened the Xuanqi, and split the road of life and death with a crescent moon.
"Ahh
Tong Xuanzi shouted. The blue light, which was out of the support of the water purification bottle, was no longer under his control, and was cut open.
Feng Xuzi also secretly complained, and the sword wind lost the blessing of the immortal weapon, and its power was greatly reduced.
Those who don't deserve to live, live.
The golden wings had already opened, and it was a little too late for the two heads to trap Lang Yu again. Feng Xuzi returned a knife and slashed behind him, and a whirlwind cut off Lang Yu's retreat to the ancient clan.
Hit early and kill as soon as you pass.
"Huh!" the water purification bottle overturned over, and the blue light and water vapor poured out.
The two coincide again.
"Boom, boom——!" The clear sky exploded into a dense crack.
Three breaths are not very long. The appearance of immortal weapons is intolerable to heaven and earth.
"Whoosh!" the two rays of light rose out of the air, and if they didn't leave, they would have to stay here.
"Woo-la-la!"
Strings of light dazzled the sky, and Langyu's golden wings drew a large arc with the sword wind left by the immortal weapon. Lang Yu's last trace of obsession, as soon as he turned around, slid along the edge of the knife spin, hanging and hanging to avoid another dead end.
Jinpeng flapped his wings downward, turned around and flew into the Black-Eyed Forest.
Fly again, fly again,
His vision was blurred, and his consciousness had lost consciousness.
An intermittent line of blood was drawn from the sky, drawing an "S" shape that fluctuated up and down, and flew towards the southern sky one by one.
It's a demon clan there.
I am a celestial.
In the face of two terrifying overhauls, probably only there they dare not go.
One wing, one wing......
A shattered body, supported by the wings of the Golden Peng, slid into the depths of the forest.
Until, the mind is empty, and the sea of knowledge is pitch black.
"Boom!, click!"
The lightning and thunder split the blue sea, shook the sword wind, and cut off the Qinling Mountain. Landslides and ground cracks.
"Xiaoyu—— Xiao...... Yu"
A woman in purple, with a hoarse cry of grief, pounced frantically, but stepped on the void with one foot, and rushed towards the Heavenly Tribulation Rift like a broken kite.
"Moon girl!"
Gan Thirteen chased after him.
Shui Mengyue is a very thoughtful girl, after many changes of joy and sorrow, she finally couldn't bear it, her mother was gone, her father couldn't sleep, the only reliance in her heart Lang Yu died again, and in despair, she chose to kill herself.
Gan Shisan was shocked, slapped it with one palm, and blocked Yueyue's movements.
"Silly girl, what are you going to do!?"
Holding up Yueyue, looking at the deep valley of the lightning strike, he cheered up: "Xiao Yu will be fine, with Elder Ling by his side." ”
What a far-fetched reason, even he himself could not believe it.
Under such a bombardment, the chances of survival are zero.
In the tears, a handsome figure, a resolute and shy smiling face, always loves to secretly touch the nose of the hand.
The young man with the wings on his back had quietly taken over her entire life.
He's gone......
Lost forever on the other side of the sky.
There was nothing left in front of me.
Get together for a short time, hate the sky, don't go through the years, you go to the dream of the remnants.
Asking the vastness, tears flowing, wanting to call has no words,
How to accompany you and travel between heaven and earth.
......