"After three moves, there will be no more disasters in the world!"

The waves of the world have been tormented, but the ambition has not been lost. The sword blade that is not moving forward, when it is confirmed that the beloved died in his old friend, is no longer indecisive. At the beginning of the ancient war, it was still not a ruthless judgment, and the latent death mark shone brightly, which was to cut off the past and draw a rest, and it was also the last grace left to the other party.

"If you avenge the thrush and eradicate the scourge for the common people, you can turn back into the high-spirited you used to be. I, the black sin peacock attack the king, and I am as happy as a glutton!"

"You...... The End of Death!"

The high-spirited peacock finger points at the tip of the ancient style sword. The winds of death collapsed in an instant. The black sin peacock was not shocked, but when he noticed that the sword qi on his fingers was only determined, there was an impassioned agitation in his chest like martyrdom.

But because of the other party's paranoia, Du Wuyan, who was desperate and cheered up for the death of the thrush, finally gave up all his hesitation, and suddenly put down his sword and crutches the ground, and the breath of death was like a screen demarcation, like a pyramid trapped in the center of Ben Raider, and the two styles were one, and the bright evil light was like the sword pillar of the sky!

"Have you started?"

The surging sword showed the pressure for the first time, the black sin peacock was carefree, the six seal rings were one block ahead, and the black Hua Yu tenaciously offset the turbulent rain curtain. The inertia of the force of the rapid fall has not disappeared, and Ben Xijun's right leg moved back half a step, and he felt that the sassy sword qi melted into the wind and rain, but he was still calm: "Let God testify, your determination!"

The worship of the bones creates the delusion of monopolism. Distorted love and hate have become indelible beliefs. Even though he was sad because of his strange backsliding, the black sin peacock suddenly felt a change in the sword intent of the sword emblem, and in addition to being happy, he actually ...... Or rejoice!

"Six Sins of Heaven!"

Regardless of life or death, the artifact has emerged, and the power of the death seal has returned to the Six Fu Seal Rings without any resistance from Du Wuyan, and there is no hope of the same road from then on. In the blink of an eye, the black sin peacock was extremely lucky, as if responding to the thirst for war, and the black feathers in the sky did not move at all, which was difficult to prevent. However, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, Du Wuyan's body method is as elegant as the wind and unrestrained, and the ancient wind sword is shaped according to the form, turning to the fierce rain in the wind, advancing and retreating like a majestic sword like a fire in the water, constantly eroding the light curtain of feathers!

"Hmm...... Although the two of them are equal, Ben Xijun is merciful...... The strength of the black sin peacock is still faintly overwhelming Du Wuyan, who is going all out. It's no wonder that they were both defeated at the beginning, and they still had to attack with a thousand hands. Now, I can't make a move. ”

The ice tower is full of strong bows, and the eagle eye in the dark locks on the fierce battle in the pouring rain, flashing with deep scheming. And for the sake of prudence, Gu Ling Yan secretly thought that if he forcibly made a move, he would be attacked by the king and turn against him, but in terms of the Ice Tower and the Battle Cloud Realm, it was already difficult to postpone it, and he couldn't help but hesitate on the spot for a while. At the moment of stalemate, the sudden evil scythe hooked up a bend to kill the light, and the variables were suddenly born in the middle.

"Who gave you permission to use the Blazing Rain Sword Technique?

Revisiting the old land, the unjust soul was born from the black qi digging into the ground, and the hated and angry rainstorm heart slave did not hesitate to face each other when he saw the culprit who sealed himself. The black fog opened the eighteen hells, and thousands of ghosts grabbed the sword wind emblem that swirled in the air.

Transformed into elbows and armpits, the two swords suddenly intersected, because the death mark was retracted again, the suffocating atmosphere filled the four fields, Du Wuyan's vision fell into boundless darkness at once, and he couldn't break through the hell monster formation immediately. On the other hand, in terms of the black sin peacock, the latent qi energy protection body was not affected at all, and suddenly saw the rainstorm heart slave intervening in the killing, and the corners of the thick smoke eyebrows tightened slightly, and he already had a fixed opinion.

At the moment when the hook and sickle were asking for his life, Ben Xijun shifted his form and changed positions, and suddenly appeared in the center of the two, and the finch finger parried the sword of Du Wuyan's instinctive protection, and the artifact in his hand also crossed with the sickle, splashing out a dazzling golden fire;

"The battle between defeat and happiness is meaningless, I am waiting for you to ask for it!"

"Is it worth it to return to the mountains?"

The scorching sword blade was lightly rolled up by the cloak and coat, in order to further trust the heavens, how could the prince of Xuan Huan allow the backsludge to live?

As soon as the eyes shine, the silver spear is as vigorous as a swimming dragon, and the thunder swings its tail to sweep the way. Without waiting for a sword wind emblem to stand firm, the killing machine was born head-on. At the moment, Du Wuyan lived up to the name of the sword, gathered his strength to fight back in a hurry, and the dragon and the wind opened the way against the trend, and he went straight to the chest of the prince like a drill.

"Traitors, you should pay the price!"

Clinker, a sword wind emblem saw that the situation was not good, and it was bound to break through a sword, but it was stiffly connected by the prince of Xuanhuan, and the fierce killing phase was copper skin and iron bones, which suddenly made the ancient style sword sharp. At the same time, the dragon spear that flashed by, fighting to exchange injuries for life, stood like a dragon out of the hole and smashed into Du Wuyan's chest, spewing out a canopy of blood mist in an instant, severely injuring people on the spot.

"He's mine!"

However, he would rather die of his uncle with a sword and wind emblem at his own hands than be done by others. But seeing the appearance of the prince of Xuanhuan, the black sin peacock realized that the act of a sword wind emblem yang and yin had made the dove god practice extremely intolerable, and hurriedly flew over the true yuan sword, and the powerful blow shook through the rainstorm immortal body, making it vomit red and retreat.

Between the lightning and flint, a sword wind emblem fluttered, and it gave way to the fast spear that chased the soul and killed it. Helplessly, the prince of Xuan Huan was overwhelmed, and the dragon burned the silver fire to penetrate the rain curtain, and the dangerous and killing moves were praised, and Du Wu's injuries and fatigue were arrested!

"It's a personal matter for me. If you open the net, you can exchange it for Ben Raider's private friendship. ”

The deadly spear, the sword of aid, collides fiercely on the line between life and death. With this gap, a sword wind emblem reinvigorated, and it passed by without touching the ground, and the last glance before turning around fell on the body of the person who blocked the killing move, full of complicated colors......

To kill or not to kill, in the end, it is just a trade-off of interests. The Winged Heaven Great Demon sent a message to his ears, and the Xuanhuan Prince did not see his anger, and put away his gun and looked at Ben Xijun and said: "If you do this, it will make the Heavenly Oracle very difficult." ”

"The stigma of mutilating comrades, how can I let the oracle be burdened?"

"Huh. ”

The target escaped, but there was still a rainstorm heart slave chasing after him. And coming across the border with a different purpose, Prince Xuanhuan is far from making enemies for a woman. What's more, the strength of the Heavenly Oracle is not conducive to his control, so he said: "He has gone away, and I do have a reluctant request. ”

"What?"

"Borrow your Heavenly Frontier Spell and your connections in the Suffering Realm to find the whereabouts of a few people for me. ”

"Hmmm......"

Secretly thinking that it was difficult for the heavy rain heart slave to kill Du Wuyan, the governor of Ben Raid Jun could not be violated, so he could only patiently contact the prince of Xuanhuan.

However, the roof leak happened to rain overnight. Du Wuyan ran in the rain with injuries, although the speed did not decrease a bit. Regardless of the heavy rain heart slave chasing after him, he still has an absolute advantage. But after running for nearly a hundred miles, above the heavenly dome on the other side, ice arrows flew like meteors, shooting at all over the body!

"Look at the sword in the cold light, how many fame on the sword? The incense does not need to count the common people, the smoke of the river is gone, the clouds are buried, and the lonely sun still shines on the ancient tomb. ”