Xuantong pointed to the acupoint to seal the veins and inhibit the blood from flowing downstream, Moro was in the palm of his hand, and the sword was in all directions.

The elegiac song that I wanted to replace it, seeing a touch of red in front of me but I couldn't force my eyes, I inexplicably gave birth to an unreachable chasing mood, and said coldly sideways: "Now, it's not the time for you and me to divide the winner or loser." ”

"Then please step aside. ”

The sound fell for a moment, Xuantong sought to break through, and then drummed up the remaining strength, and the sword flow was endless.

Flying, spinning, catching the sword, Shenfeng overturning, all in one go, each with its own tricks. The frog chanted and entered the seam, Huang Li turned over the earth, the popular sword turned into ten thousand ends, and Moro was the main and the first enemy.

"Kill the gods!"

The curse lord relapsed from his wounds, and saw that Xuantong's brave battle was unabated, and the triumphant marquis knew that at this moment, there was only one last chance to destroy the enemy, and the evil yuan flowed into the sky and the evil cherry blossoms swept all over the sky, turning into a form of bondage, restricting Xuantong's activities.

"Destruction of the Heavens!"

Regardless of the drag of the heavy injury, the curse of the world lord forcibly mentioned the true yuan, urging the armor and martial arts to crack the top of the scroll, the brilliant brilliance ran through the firmament, and the crimson qi and evil current were pervasive, and the final blow was made, and the mountains and seas were overwhelming and pressed towards Xuantong.

"One Sword Swinging Plain, Four Wilds Shocking!"

The armor pressed and rushed to the door, and Xuantong rose into the air and swooped down. The sword leveled the evil rebellion in the world, and made the demons frightened. The brilliant sword surged outward, shaking back the people who disturbed the situation, forcing the curse lord to take the move alone.

Suddenly, the two forces with a difference of no more than a millimeter converged fiercely in mid-air, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, shaking for hundreds of miles, and the thousand-year-old snow outside the silent well floating corridor completely melted under a single blow. The battered curse lord fell back, and Xuan Tong was also affected by the chest tightness, and the instantaneous red light was about to go.

The cold arrow of the knife suddenly came from behind, and the trip was disgraceful. The sword was folded, and Xuan Tong inevitably suffered more internal injuries, but he had broken through the defense line and galloped away at great speed.

"The Tower of Mercy is nothing but the filth of the filth that hides filth and filth under the name of eternal day!"

The loud voice spread far and wide, causing the eyes of Yin Shenshen, a Chinese costume master standing under the floating corridor, to flash a trace of yin that was not thick, and then it was soothed again.

It seems to be aware of the true thoughts of the unclothed master Yin, who leaned on the side of the stone pillar without injury, but he had no sense of understanding, and said without hesitation: "All your emotions can be played, but this moment when you are born out of anger is the closest to the truth." ”

"Seeing people by your eyes is your strength. But what if you see through it? I am really not happy, you let the tiger go back to the mountain. ”

"He's a great opponent. ”

"Between him and you, there is even more enmity for killing his brother. ”

"My ink sword is not afraid of challenges. Are you underestimating me, or are you still hiding your purpose?"

Words are not speculative, and the frozen heart is even more hidden with murderous intent. However, he was imprisoned for a long time, for a thousand-year promise, for the familiar eyebrows of that moment, he pressed the restless murderous intent, turned his back to the people on the periphery, and left indifferent words.

"The silent well floating corridor does not wait for outsiders, and then does not leave, and the ink sword stays alive. ”

The pale and gray hair that left abruptly left behind a group of ugly people. The fire house Buddha Prison that can't kill people has lost two brave generals. Although the curse lord was angry, he could only go away in displeasure.

In the Ciguang territory outside the floating corridor, the corpses of the elite soldiers from the poor forest also fell to the ground.

Suffering from Xuan's broken arm with the same sword, the blood-losing white-faced hand trembled and suppressed the pain, and came to Shi Yin, who walked out of the floating corridor, without saying a word, and knelt down and said: "Shi Yin, we are incompetent. ”

"You've done your best, what's wrong?"

The Pagoda of Mercy and Light is all cultivating the source of the gods, which is quite helpful for the recovery of the body. Let go of mercy and bloodshed, although it will stop. The unclothed master Yin stepped forward to probe the wound, and suddenly found that although there was no evil qi left in the broken place, the flesh and blood of the meridians had been necrotic, and it was difficult to pick up his broken arm for a while.

"This person is upright and not ordinary. With the sharpness of its sword, it is not difficult to continue, and it should not cause the meridians of your arm to die. ”

Hearing the words of the unclothed master Yin, his face suddenly turned pale. Seeing through his mind at a glance, the unclothed master Yin comforted.

"Don't panic, Sa'er, you take care of your injuries first. I'll try to find you a cure for your fleshy muscles. ”

"Thank you, Shiyin. ”

Unwavering loyalty, let go of mercy and breathe a sigh of relief. A feather who also belonged to Xiu Shilin gave his life, but he stood on the side but looked dazed.

And after the glorious fall and death, the same poor man Lin drew a knife to wash his wisdom, but because of today's actions, he felt a sense of loss and shock: he drew a knife to warn the world, and wanted to wash away the dirt in the world. Why do you go against the grain with your heart?

"Shi Yin, draw your sword and wash your wisdom and courageously request, and leave the Tower of Mercy for a while. ”

Unexpectedly, he pulled out a knife and washed his wisdom to say this, and the unclothed master Yin lowered his head and sniffed the incense bucket to hide the different color in his eyes, and returned to indifference with a warm smile, and said with his chin bowed.

"Hmm...... If you have the intention, then go for it. ”

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The three-day period passed in a flash. confirmed that the martial arts were unharmed, and Xuantong, who returned injured, finally put the next sword test target back on the demon prince's body.

"You give up revenge on the dead?"

"Rationality and emotion are always difficult to achieve. The hatred of the country and the family, blaming the individual, is unreasonable. ”

The wound medicine was applied externally, and the jade dew was taken internally, and Xuantong, who stabilized the internal injury, looked at the face-to-face Wen Renran, and sighed with a lot of sighs.

Therefore, being too rational leads to revenge. Sometimes it's not as happy as ordinary martial arts people. "The war between the Forest Prison and the Four Realms is not about who is right and who is wrong. If Xuan Tong insisted on dying for the hatred of his blood relatives without injury, Wen Renran would not do anything to dissuade him.

However, with the martial arts of Xuantong, right and wrong are measured at the top of the heart. The fourth prince of the forest prison who was too sober was unable to deceive himself and insist on revenge, and a bitter and depressed air that could not be expressed gradually gathered in his chest.

"If we meet again, I will not back down. However, compared to that person's sword, the difference in the number of the Fire House Buddha Hell is probably more worrying. ”

"With one enemy and two enemies, it is indeed difficult for ordinary people to take advantage of the Demon Prince. However, I will not sit idly by in the face of such an unstable factor. ”

There are countless people who want to kill the demon prince, but Wen Ren is not in a hurry. And the time for the appointment with the ghost Fang Chi Ming had arrived, Wen Renran immediately got up and left his seat, and said, "I want to go to Huangquan to return to the line and settle the matter of the king's ring with the Red Crown Border City." ”

"Do you need me along?"

"Forget it. Baixiu and you are not suitable to appear in front of the people in the forest. Moreover, your injury this time is not light, just recuperate with peace of mind. ”

rejected Xuantong's proposal, Wen Renran pushed the door out, and Chu Junyi took Du Qiuyun all the way, and went to Huangquan to return to the line for a while.

Red silk is like blood, dancing against the wind. The naked ghost Fang was red, and he had been waiting for a long time under the escort of the two generals. Feeling that the three extraordinary breaths on the other side were approaching, the arrogant eyes of the ghost side were fixed, and his gaze had shot into the distance like an eagle falcon, and the loud shouts shook Fang Yuan.

"The King's Ring in your hands?"

"Yes, I'm afraid you won't be able to take it. ”

Landing lightly, Wen Renran did not show weakness, and simply went straight to the point: "I have asked Qin Ji to bring it back, what is your answer?"

"Empty words, impossible!"

Resolutely and decisively refused, the ghost Fang replied domineeringly: "Conditions, only within the limit, can be called conditions." Otherwise, Ghost Fang Chi would rather snatch back the King Ring in person!"

"Even if the royal ring is given to your companions?"

"Ha, I'm not afraid of the challenges within the Seven Yuan!"

Tough, domineering, domineering, self-confident and proud. Communicating in three words, roughly grasping a few points of the ghost Fang's red life, Wen Ren thought about it: "A king ring defeats you again, and the army of the red crown returns to the red crown, and you are not allowed to invade the outside world again for a year, how about it?"

"Oh, you're straightforward. ”

Suddenly, when he heard that people were straightforward, he was directly invited to fight, and the ghost Fang was embarrassed for a while.

However, the previous Hades were easily defeated, and in the end there were factors such as incomplete merit and being besieged. If you really want to be alone with Wen Renran, the ghost Fang is not afraid of his life, and he agrees with a change of heart.

"Rectifying the red crown and recruiting troops, a year is not a long time. However, the ghost Fang is disgusted with being restrained by others, and he still defeats you completely, which is even more painful!"