"A sword and a red dragon! Okay, Guan Changye, you old immortal! All those who are taught are enemies of the west!" Su Weiyin's eyes were terrifying, and his body was wrapped in a green dragon.

Blue Dragon vs. Red Dragon!

Chu instantly summoned the sword and stood with the blade facing forward.

"I wanted to spare your life, I didn't want to kill you in front of Changyan, but I regretted it. Su Weiyin suddenly roared, a terrible roar came out of his mouth, and the bulging muscles instantly broke through his coat, so everyone heard that deep and terrifying roar, as if it was not a sound that humans could make.

The green dragon struck suddenly, revealing rows of fangs and biting at the red dragon, Chu instantly summoned a sword into the air and slashed directly at the green dragon's abdomen!

"Come on, brute!"

The red dragon rushed to the neck of the green dragon, and the dragon turned into anger was entangled at this time.

The two people wrapped in the two dragons slashed at each other full of violence, the wild and brutal slash made Su Younu feel a desolate beauty, as if the ancient god of war had descended here, under such a violent slash, the ordinary swords had been opened, but the swords in their hands were still sharp, and the light on them showed forging under the high-speed slash.

Chu Xianzhao, who had cut off the head of the green dragon, took this opportunity to retreat twenty zhang, and Su Weiyin, who was covered in blood, stood not far away, panting and carefully observing the movements of the young prince.

"It's all taught by the same master, and I can't break it. Chu Xianzhao actually laughed.

Facing the headless green dragon, Su Weiyin didn't feel distressed, and he raised the ghost head knife again: "The last sword, is it okay?"

Chu Xianzhao looked at the shattered red dragon and shrugged: "Whatever." ”

The luck of the two dragons returned to the two of them, and the purple lightning tumbled and fell together.

With this knife, he wants to cut off his head to pay tribute to the dead people of Xilin, looking at the corpse of his beloved son, Chu Xiaohua will go crazy.

He laughed out loud, took a step, and shook the earth.

The cowardly young man in Su Weiyin's heart finally let out a dragon-like roar, he wanted to cut off, he wanted to tear it up, he wanted to split his past in two.

Only then can he be born again.

The two of them only staggered, and only the sound of the lonely wind blew around them.

Chu instantly summoned and Su Weiyin, holding swords back to back.

Stirring!

Poof!

Chu Xuanzhao couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood and fell behind Su Weiyin.

It's over...... Is it finally over?

Su Weiyin turned around, raised his left arm, blood slowly flowed down, and the two pieces of red fish jade pendant that were tightly tied were full of cracks, and he stared at the jade pendant tightly, not daring to blink.

It turned out that his goal at the beginning was his own jade pendant, this bastard!

The jade pendant cracked with a thud, and the terrifying blazing heat emanated from the fragments, and Su Weiyin threw the fragments out in pain, and they all landed on Chu Xianzhao's back.

Chu instantly let out an extremely terrifying roar, and starry words floated from the fragments, surrounding the two of them like ghost fire, and the words passed under his eyes like a horse.

There is a forbidden spell in the west of the sword storehouse, and the forbidden spell is mainly used to strengthen the sealing ability of the sealing place, modify the forbidden spell of the sealing place, and ordinary people can't go in, and this forbidden spell appears after the seal mark is completely sealed, and it will generally be set on the sealing ground or set around the sealing place, unless you have an artifact engraved to lift the forbidden spell, you can't step into half a step.

At this time, Chu Xuanzhao shattered the jade pendant, and the password stored in the jade pendant was released, and finally the password shot into Chu Xuanzhao's body like a cold light, and everything fell silent.

He tore open Chu Xuanzhao's inner robe, and sure enough, looming words appeared under the skin on his back, flowing along Chu Xuanzhao's meridians.

"I ...... Don't believe it. Su Weiyin muttered.

Chu Xianzhao lay on the ground, he could no longer suppress his mocking laughter, he didn't know what he was laughing at, as his laughter became louder and louder, Su Weiyin's expression became more and more hideous, and the ghost head knife trembled.

When he raised his head again, Su Weiyin's expression had returned to indifference, and the madness in his eyes still did not disappear: "After you die, I will slowly peel off your skin, and I will find it slowly!"

After saying that, he raised the ghost head knife.

There was a sigh from behind him, and the blade stopped an inch away from Chu Xuanzhao's neck, unable to advance for half a minute.

"Who !!," Su Weiyin roared.

"That's it, Your Highness Changqing......" The old man walked out of the end of the small bridge with his sword in his hand, and he couldn't tell if it was disappointment or something in his eyes.

"Guan Changye. Su Weiyin turned away hatefully

The old man sighed and sighed: "The old man didn't expect you to become such a person, is the temptation of the Xilin Sword Arsenal so great for you? The old man has always felt guilty about your Su royal family, but he is also conscientious, but I can't watch you make a heinous mistake." ”

"Hahahaha!" Su Weiyin seemed to have heard a big joke, "Don't say it again, if you keep talking, I will die of laughter." A foot of sword breath fell at Guan Changyan's feet like a boulder, and the dust was flying.

"You feel guilty about us, don't you?" His Highness ordered you to stand behind the scar and watch as I smashed our enemies to the west. He raised his knife again, and Guan Changye ignored the boundary he had drawn for himself, and said softly, "Changqing...... You can't kill him. ”

"Why? Guan Changye, you are from Xilin, why do you want to help our enemy, who is the destruction of our family caused by his father. Su Weiyin roared angrily.

"The old man said, you can't kill him!" Guan Changye took a step, and Su Weiyin fell to his knees, feeling that his back was like thousands of mountains stacking on top of each other.

"Why!

Su Weiyin raised the ghost-headed scimitar and slashed hard!

Sky clouds crack!

What a splendid scene when the sword breaks through the sky!

In the black clouds, a tumbling white line was faintly seen, and the luck turned into a knife breath fell to the ground.

In order to defeat the old man in front of him, Su Weiyin had no possibility of retaining his strength, and as soon as he came up, he used the strongest killing move, just to send him to see the gods and Buddhas within one sword!

"Huh...... You turned out. Guan Changye shook his head with a wry smile, Su Weiyin actually learned this trick in the sword book he left behind, this is not known to be his luck, but also his misfortune.

The corners of Su Weiyin's mouth oozed blood, and he looked at the sword breath tumbling in the sky, and raised his scimitar hands above his head.

At this moment, Su Weiyin suddenly rushed forward with one foot and made an attack gesture.

A sword breath that almost spanned the entire Tai'an Mountain slashed down, and the old man quietly raised the ghost spirit, and between the sword breath and the heavy sword touch, a huge wind explosion swept under the foot of the mountain, and ten thousand ghosts cried!

Onilie broke off and landed.

When the second sword breath hit the Oblivion God, Guan Changye was still out of shape, but his left hand was covered with blood.

Annihilation also fell to the ground.

There has never been anyone in this world who can seize the sword of the Xilin Sword God in two moves.

On the contrary, Su Weiyin retreated dozens of steps fiercely, spitting blood from his mouth.

The old man smiled bitterly: "Very good, you are very good...... As your former master, the old man is very pleased to see your current strength. ”

Su Weiyin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the ghost head knife fell back in his hand, and he looked at the old man with hatred.

"Now...... It's time for an old man. ”

Guan Changye held a palm, and the two swords returned to his hands.

"Thinking back to my western border in the Kingdom of God, there are the four masters of the Red City playing the Divine Comedy, and the sound of the piano soars to the sky and the immortals stop to listen, this is a peerless sound. ”

With a swing of the sword, the entire Yan Bridge crumbled and cracked inch by inch.

"There is that young man in a green shirt sitting at the head of the city with two swords and broken sleeves, one sword light chills the fifteen countries in the world, drunk and kills hundreds of ghosts, and the momentum is compelling!"

The two swords fell, and the cold river water rose to the sky, like a tornado, like a strong wind.

"There is that Confucianism and Taoism heroes crown the northern region, and the scriptures of the sons are like a brilliant galaxy, surging like the water of the heavenly river!"

The old man's voice became louder and louder, and in the sky above Lin'an City, countless white lines divided the black clouds, and the vertical and horizontal ravines were like spider webs.

That is the sword breath of the sword god in the west!

Chu Xianzhao looked up at the sky that was divided by thousands of fierce sword qi, which was more majestic and powerful than Su Weiyin's sword breath, and he suddenly felt as small as an ant.

The luck of the people in Lin'an City trembled slightly under this vertical and horizontal sword breath, and countless ethereal sword breaths rose from the back of the old man, and the old man held two swords and stood in the air.

What about the gods and Buddhas?

The old man's two heavy swords had ancient patterns on them, and with a flick of his flick, the gods and ghosts went straight up to the clouds, and finally turned into the core of the sword qi net, and finally became a shocking sword qi array, you can imagine the sound of the dense sword qi staggering and tearing above his head, like the cry of ten thousand ghosts.

Su Weiyin's lips were full of blood, he raised the ghost head knife, and pointed at the old man's eyebrows: "Guan Chang !! at night"

The old man sighed softly, and pointed at Su Weiyin with two fingers: "The sword of the world comes from the furnace, the fog is blurred to see the fairy, the red-robed beauty stands at the head of the city, and everything is beautiful in the west...... But why was he killed by Yinguo Railway?

Descending from the sky, the thin and long sword qi slashed at Su Weiyin's ghost head knife like thunder, and Su Weiyin spat blood and pushed a few steps in a row.

This wisp of sword breath has the fierce aura of the iron cavalry charge.

"How do I know, you traitor! How do I know?" Su Weiyin was furious, the old man didn't answer him, two fingers down, and another sword breath rushed to his face, Su Weiyin blocked it, his face was a little pale, and the bridge he was standing on was even more sunken.

"Why did I die in the west?"

Heavy sword qi superimposed down, and a pillar of light happened to descend on Su Weiyin's body,

"Shut up, shut up, you shut up for me, I'm not dead!" Su Weiyin repeatedly blocked the oncoming sword breath, blood and tears crossed his face, and the sword qi suddenly exploded three feet away from Su Weiyin, stretching the sword qi layer upon layer, and Su Weiyin was caught off guard.

"Summon, take Her Royal Highness the princess away, the bridge is about to collapse. ”

Chu Xianzhao picked up the dragon sparrow, carried the unconscious Su Younu on his shoulder, and stumbled towards the end of the Yan Bridge, Su Weiyin was furious: "Chu instantly summoned you coward! Leave it for me! Changyan, he is mine! The royal breath in your body is also mine!"

What answered him was a more violent sword breath, this was one of the longest moments in Su Weiyin's life, he stood in the storm like a snowy sword breath, he couldn't hear anything, he couldn't see anything clearly, and the past appeared in his mind like a tide, like a dream.

The sister's face reminded him of the queen mother, the woman who always likes to walk in the palace with a white cat, how many times when he played against his father, the queen mother saw that he was about to lose, and the stupid white cat suddenly pounced on the chessboard, overturned the whole game of chess pieces, and scared the father and son very much, whenever the queen mother would always stick out her tongue and look at her father with an apologetic face, but turned around and winked at herself. She is the queen but never pampered and coquettish, whenever out of the palace to play, will always let the maid send food and rice to the surrounding poor, the people in order to thank the queen for her good deeds specially built a Bodhisattva statue at the foot of Hongyun Mountain, but in the end it was destroyed by the war, the war brought by the Yinguo people......

Such a woman, such a good woman...... In the end, he died under the rape of the Yin army, died on the flagpole of the eagle flag, because of this, he will never forgive Chu Xiaohua, and will never forgive everyone in the Yin country, if there is a chance, he will put the same war on the land of the Yin country, listen to the sound of the people of the Yin country being destroyed, and listen to the sound of the women of the Yin country crying loudly, the city is full of Yin corpses, and every household carries a black coffin...... How unbridled.

In order to see such a scene, Su Weiyin has been silently enduring it, he must not show a trace of weakness in front of Yinren, he roared silently in his heart, one day, I will let the army of Xilin step through the gate of Lin'an City, every thing that Yinguo Tieqi has done in Dahongcheng, he will let his army continue to do it without thinking. He will follow the wolf king Liu Kang's approach, drive out all those high-ranking palace ladies out to be prostitutes, and let Chu Xiaohua watch his relatives being killed and raped, and where Chu Xiaohua's body is, he Su Weiyin is there.

Until this old man known as the Xilin Sword God used the sword array to break all his thoughts, he endured for more than ten years just for today's success or failure, but he ruined, ruined everything for himself.

He no longer blocked the incoming sword breath, and let go of the hilt of the Ghost Head Knife, and the black knife shattered under the sword breath.

He opened his hands, closed his eyes tightly, and let the fierce sword breath pounce on him, welcoming his own death.

Almost at the same moment, the entire Yan Bridge collapsed.

He sank into the icy water, and the loss of oxygen and sword wounds could kill him at any time, but Su Weiyin still had the last of his senses, and he felt a familiar aura descending from the water...... It's as if an old man is coming.

He was embraced by a strong, warm embrace, so powerful that he felt extremely relieved.

"Father......" he muttered.