Only I am in the way of the sword!

Ling Zifeng sighed in a low voice, this word may be unfamiliar to many people in the rivers and lakes, but in the territory of Kyushu, especially in a kendo faction like Kunlun Shushan, this word is like thunder, and the color changes when you hear it.

"Yuele, I have sunk in the rivers and lakes all my life, and the boundless killing I committed is that I can't wash away the water of the three rivers and five lakes, although some of them deserve to die, but this is not the reason for our wanton slaughter, if it weren't for the fact that the master is still missing, I would have returned to the sword and sheathed and returned to the mountains and forests. ”

"Yuele, even if you have a grudge in your heart, but now that your enemy is dead, even if it is for the sake of the common people in this world, let it go, they are alive, and there is a glimmer of hope for the people of Kyushu. ”

Ling Zifeng's tone of euphemistic persuasion, in exchange for Yue Le's cold eyes, as if looking at a stranger, thinking back to twenty years ago, on that rainy night outside the Valley of Sadness, Yue Le's body was highly poisonous, and he was still compassionate, but now the green silk is white, and his heart is cold, it is really a pity that the world is impermanent, and the world is unpredictable.

"For the world, for the common people..."

"If I don't take revenge, what else can I do!"

Yuele silently recited Ling Zifeng's words with a slightly struggling expression, maybe she really didn't want to see the world ruined, but her beloved was gone, leaving her alone wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Ling Zifeng raised his head and interrupted her words loudly: "Yue Le, there is also the Moon God Family, you used to be the eldest lady of the Yue Family, you still have relatives alive, before this catastrophe, the peak powerhouses are likely to die in Huangquan, don't you want to go and see them for the last time, maybe after today, I am afraid that heaven and man will be separated forever." ”

Yuejia...

A touch of warmth appeared in Yuele's eyes: "No matter what they have done to me, they are always my relatives, and I should go to see them,"

"Ling Zifeng, thank you for today, I will leave here, maybe I still can't let go, but I don't want to see the vicissitudes of life in this world, and the world is desolate. ”

A gentle smile appeared in Yuele's eyes, and she let go of her resentment, and her whole body was relaxed, like a touch of wind drifting down the mountain stream.

Before leaving, he glanced back at Ling Zifeng, and the soft words slowly fell into Ling Zifeng's ears: "If you don't mind, call me Aunt Yue, your master has left, he went to the Valley of Sadness to live for the rest of his life, and when he left, he said to me, I hope you don't go to him, just let him spend the rest of his life in peace." ”

Yes!

Ling Zifeng opened his mouth wide, he didn't know what it was like in his heart, the master was gone, and he didn't want to see him when he left.

"Master, why?"

"I am struggling to survive in the rivers and lakes, tossing and turning in intrigues to survive, just to be able to rescue you, in order to serve you to old age, why don't you even give me a chance to see each other at the last time. ”

The wind became more and more intense, whistling and sweeping through the valley for thousands of miles, blowing Ling Zifeng's words in the air, and no one could hear the endless cry in his heart.

Woo... Woo...

The dull and suppressed sound of the trumpet, as if there were thousands of troops and horses galloping, as heavy as the collapse of a major mountain.

"What's going on!"

"The sound of the trumpet from there is so terrible..."

There was such a strong fighting intent in this voice, and I actually felt a trace of palpitations. ”

The sleeping people were awakened by the suppressed sound of the trumpet, and they all looked up with sleepy eyes, wondering how this kind of trumpet sound that disappeared from ancient times could suddenly sound on this thousand-mile battlefield.

But no one could answer their questions, because everyone around them was staring at the place where the sound of the horn came from in confusion, and the sound of the horn was sad, sometimes heavy, sometimes low, and sometimes high, as if it was striking on everyone's heart, making their hearts sink deeply.

The decisive battle is coming!

At this time, this thought came to everyone's heart, the source of this trumpet sound, it was from the dark and dreary altar around the altar, those one-eyed demons are afraid that the most tragic battle to the death.

"Life or death, victory or defeat, it's up to today..."

Luo Tianzun stood on the cliff, staring at the altar in the distance with a gloomy face, followed by Gu Xiaotian and others, everyone's face was surrounded by a majestic battle intent, obviously today's battle had long been in their expectations.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my Kyushu life and death, just today, the old man will fight with everyone present to protect the land of my Kyushu, no matter life or death, I will never retreat. ”

Luo Tianzun saw that the people on the Kyushu side were a little depressed by his tragic horn sound, and hoped that he could cheer them up with his roar.

"No matter life or death, never retreat!"

"No matter life or death, never retreat!"

“……”

Unwillingness, anger, and humiliation filled everyone's hearts, so that they found some lost faith in Luo Tianzun's roar, that is, to protect the vast land of Kyushu behind them, and they would not retreat.

Everyone was trying their best to raise their heads to the sky and roar, shaking this Fulongpo into a buzzing echo, and the indomitable battle spirit almost diluted the blood and qi above the sky a lot, making this gloomy world have a touch of weird brightness.

The roar of anger made Ling Zifeng's heart also surge with blood and qi, and the right hand that held the Soul Devouring Sword trembled slightly because of excitement.

The momentum on his body is endlessly rising, like a blunt sword that has been dusty for many years, unsheathed at this moment, showing his edge.

"Soul Eater, let you and me kill as much as you like today, even if you fall into the Shura Hell, you will not live up to your reputation as the world's number one divine sword. ”

Ling Zifeng slowly stepped out, since he was going to fight, then come on, he had waited for this day for too long, these one-eyed demons, how powerful they were, he really wanted to feel it.

"Roar!"

"Sons, let's kill, complete the altar completely, today we will slaughter Kyushu, our Heavenly Demon Clan, the greatest king, will descend on this world, lead us to conquer this starry sky and land, and kill ......"

It was the shouts of the Celestial Dragon King, and he was constantly boosting morale for this decisive battle.

In this battle, he will personally put on the battlefield and kill all the high-level leaders of the Kyushu Alliance to end this protracted war.

He had already sensed that the Kyushu Alliance seemed to be brewing something, and once Luo Tianzun and the others succeeded, I was afraid that their side would regret it for the rest of their lives.

Decisive battle

They must afford a decisive battle, even if their altar is not completely completed, even if they are not ready enough to complete, they must not give Kyushu any respite.

"Sons, come with me, kill!"

The Heavenly Dragon King took the lead and rushed to the front.

"Kill, kill......" All the cyclops, like a powder keg that has been ignited, rushed to the battlefield with a fierce shout.

"Kyushu boy, pick up the sword in your hand, please follow the old decay, for Kyushu, fight!"

Luo Tianzun dodged and rushed down the mountainside, like a rolling dragon, smashed into the dense group of enemies, a pair of frightened big hands, tore the three cyclops in front of him to pieces, blood sprinkled on his body, looking extremely fierce.

"For Kyushu, kill!"

On the side of the Kyushu Alliance, seeing that Luo Tianzun took the lead, one by one they rushed towards the enemy group without hesitation, and the blades in their hands shone brightly, fighting with the swept enemy group.

(End of chapter)

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