The moon bends like a sickle, harvesting the souls of the dead, and the moonlight is as cold as frost, intertwined with thick blood, washing the sorrow of this war. The yellow sand is stained with blood and turns into red sand, and the green shirt is stained with blood and becomes a killing god.

The melee of 200,000 people fought directly from noon to dark, with more than half of the casualties on both sides, mourning all over the field, blood dripping with yellow sand, armor shining in the moonlight.

Lin Hao is like a god and a god, during which he has slaughtered many minions, and several of them are generals and young generals in the realm of gods, who have become lonely souls and wild ghosts. I don't know how many innocent armor soldiers died under the double sword, no, to be precise, no one is innocent in this war, and no one has the right to escape the sin. In this kind of troubled times, all power is fought out, and sins are naturally indispensable.

Lin Hao's face at this time, on his clothes, and on his two swords, was full of blood, and all of them were dead souls. His heart finally trembled a little, didn't he hate this kind of killing when he was a fledgling at that time, and now he still lived as a person he hated after all. He thought about it, and thought it was for the sake of a peaceful and prosperous world in the world. In fact, he also knew in his heart that he was not for this, but to return to the Death Realm, save his parents, and see Li Li, as for the mystery of the curse, the mastermind behind the scenes, see if he can get out alive, and if he can, he will kill the Yuan Shi Realm.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think about it, only to see a killing intent enveloping him. Lin Hao raised his eyes and saw that a person was dressed in black armor, and there was only a lot more blood sticking to his body than him, and he was murderous, his eyes locked on him, and he flew in. This was a sixfold master of the One-Life God Realm, much more powerful than Lin Hao had encountered before, making him feel threatened.

This person is also a ruthless character who has broken the enemy in the chaotic army and killed him. Like Lin Hao, he crisscrossed the army, had few opponents, and the blood was monstrous.

Seeing this, Lin Hao had to get up, concentrated, and lifted the double swords, the blood was always difficult to cover the cold light of the murderous sword, the light of Qingfeng was as cold as the moon, and the bronze rust sword was rusty in the simplicity. Lin Hao's body was like a ghost, his two swords were behind him, the blood light was surging, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and he had a hard encounter with this person.

The long knife collided with Qingfeng, clanging, and Lin Hao's bronze rusty sword slashed, breaking the deadlock, and the man had to withdraw the knife and burst back. On the battlefield in the yellow sand, the sword qi was all around, and the armor soldiers on both sides did not dare to get close to each other, and they avoided each other one after another. In this way, the torrent of the battlefield seemed to be a big hole made by the two of them and used for a duel.

The black-armored man had a hideous face, wiped the blood on a knife, put it on his tongue and licked it, the killing intent suddenly rose, and he swung the knife and attacked again, and the spiritual power suddenly appeared, and the knife bloomed like a flower, cold and piercing.

Lin Hao's eyes were like torches, like an eagle falcon, staring fiercely at the menacing black-armored man. He moved, the realm of the black-armored man was three times higher than him, and the temptation just now seemed to have forced him back against the black-armored man, but in fact, his tiger's mouth was also painful, and he didn't dare to be careless about this. The two qi of yin and yang instantly flowed into the sword body, brandishing the double swords, crossing to block a knife, he lifted it again, the sword momentum was like a rainbow surging out, and the black-armored man was another sword, and the spiritual power poured out, like a river.

The black-armored man was a little surprised when he saw Lin Hao's yin and yang qi, Lin Hao, who had not yet entered the realm of Heavenly Destiny, was able to master the use of other qi machines, which made him unable to figure it out. But he wasn't afraid, he just didn't dare to be careless.

The black-armored man's sword momentum was like a stormy wave, and it came suddenly, Lin Hao didn't spare his hand, the sword domain opened, and the sword momentum was like the waves of the Yangtze River, one wave was stronger than the other, and it crashed into this fierce knife momentum. The two of them were indistinguishable again, Lin Hao had not yet played his hole cards, that is, his "Eight Tips of Sword and Wine", and the black-armored man obviously did not do his best.

A gust of night wind blew, and the black armored man's bloody long knife was sharper in the moonlight, and he moved again, his body was in the air, and under the cover of the knife, Mount Tai was overwhelming, and the power was huge. Seeing this, Lin Hao also took care of it, the green peak white gas in his left hand was rolling, the bronze rust sword on his right hand was full of black gas, his left hand used the "Wind and Cloud Change" in the "Eight Tricks of Sword and Wine", and the right hand used the "Thunder and Lightning Tribulation", in an instant, the wind and clouds surged, the thunder and lightning rolled, and the two swords split out, blocking the fierce knife momentum of the black-armored man, Lin Hao took the opportunity to go up, and there were two swords, "one sword spring and autumn", one sword "sun and moonlight", the light shines on the battlefield, the air of life and death, if the spring is vibrant, and like autumn, it is bleak. The sword momentum spread, there was a sound in the air, the black armored man's long knife tore through the void, and slashed down viciously, the aura was like a river into a boulder, the waves were rolling, this time the two of them did not get any good fruit, and they retreated like a tide.

But at the moment of landing, I saw Lin Hao's figure stop suddenly, and burst away in an instant, with two swords in hand, and the "Eight Tricks of Sword and Wine" were unleashed again, just not to give you a chance to breathe, one sword "borrowed wine to pour sorrow", and another sword "Moon Shines on the Green Bottle", as soon as the sword domain opened, the sword momentum was even more vigorous, sweeping the battlefield and going straight to the black-armored man.

The black-armored man's face was shocked, and his momentum also rose sharply, and the horizontal knife was like the above to defend the two monstrous swords, the moment the swords collided, the spiritual power exploded, and the black-armored man only felt that the tiger's mouth was very painful, and his body was like being pressed by Mount Tai, heavy and embarrassed. Seeing this, Lin Hao did not give up, his spiritual power suddenly bloomed, and the golden spiritual power seemed to be like the sun in the sky, during which the yin and yang were flowing and strange. The muscles of his arms bulged into a small hill, and the force exploded, shaking the black-armored man away.

When the black-armored man's face was ugly, the corners of his mouth were soaked with a touch of vermilion, and he wiped away the blood, and the corners of his mouth showed an evil smile. Lin Hao didn't care what he was laughing at or why he was laughing. The spiritual power on the body exploded again, the body was like the wind, and a sword slashed straight at it, "ask the wine to the blue sky", "the seventh trick of the "Eight Tricks of Sword and Wine", the sword momentum exploded suddenly, startling the blue waves of three thousand, and the moon was bright for nine days.

The spiritual power on the black-armored man's body rolled, laughed, and said, "You can force me to this point with the triple transformation of the god realm, you are the first and the last, and you are proud enough to die." ”

In this regard, Lin Hao knew that he still had hole cards, but why wasn't he? Fearless, he said coldly, "Noise!"

As far as the sword light went, the sand and dust flew and swept away, like a long dragon going out to sea and heading straight for the bright moon. The black-armored man's eyes were cold, only to see his muscles bulging, beast hair suddenly appeared, fangs were exposed, and the black armor fell apart, he seemed to turn into a wolf demon beast, his body was like a small hill, and he was a little majestic, his scarlet eyes stared at Lin Hao, looking up to the sky and roaring, turning into a white shadow, and hitting Lin Hao's stormy sword momentum.

The fangs that were as sharp as a knife and as white as the moon bit the sword that Lin Hao had chopped down, this was obviously a desperate rhythm. Qingfeng's sword light dissipated, and although the blood in the wolf demon's mouth bloomed, Qingfeng was pinned by the wolf demon and couldn't pull it out. The wolf demon beast didn't give Lin Hao a chance to fight back, and a claw like a silver hook swept overwhelmingly.

In this moment of lightning, Lin Hao was resolute, directly gave up the Qingfeng Sword, stepped on the head of the wolf demon, and swayed up, wanting to go to the sky. He rose into the air, took off the blood-stained flask from his waist, took a sip into his throat, and floated all over, wanting nothing but a sword. The bronze rust sword in his hand was simple and rusty, but at this time, it flashed with this golden light, and the golden spiritual power was like thunder and lightning in a hurry, and the yin and yang qi were intertwined, and the light was great. Make such a big posture, it is a streamer, and it is soaring, of course, Lin Hao is not to escape, but to cast the last sword of the "Eight Tricks of Sword and Wine", the wine is a three-foot long sword and a thousand cups are less, and a sword enters the nineteen states of Tianguang and Han, this move "Sword wine picks the immortal kneel", such as drinking and drunk sword idiot, the three-foot long sword is lightly picked, even the immortal has to bow his eyebrows and kneel.

Lin Hao killed countless people here, and realized the last sword of the "Eight Tricks of Sword and Wine", "Sword Wine Picks Immortals and Kneels" , The wine in the throat is like a sword that can't be contained, his body straightened down, the bronze ancient sword stabbed straight down, all the brilliance of the air flow suddenly dissipated without a trace, this sword does not have the majestic momentum of the Milky Way falling nine days, nor the gentle feeling of autumn leaves falling, there is no sword light, there is no sword momentum like a rainbow, all the bells and whistles have nothing to do with it, some are just a sword, like a fearless sword after being drunk, the bronze rust sword is rusty in the simplicity, and nothing else. Such a bland sword stabbed straight down.

"Sword wine picks the immortals and kneels!"

The wolf-shaped demon beast's eyes were scarlet, and its four feet slammed on the ground, opening its mouth to eat Lin Hao. I saw that Lin Hao's body was about to tear off at the moment when the terrifying tooth gate was about to tear down, he turned into a streamer, passed through the body of the wolf-shaped demon beast, and slowly fell to the ground, Qingfeng turned into a sword shadow at some point, and landed on Lin Hao's hand.

And only a pop was heard in the air, and blood suddenly gushed out from the back of the wolf-shaped demon beast, and it fell down heavily without a wail, smoke and dust everywhere, motionless.

Under the cold moonlight, the breeze came slowly, and the blood behind the young man in green shirt was monstrous, his hair was flying, his clothes were fluttering, and he slowly walked in the sea of corpses and blood, like a sword demon.