If the previous glittering golden light was the scorching sun emitting brilliance, with a scorching, eye-piercing, and scorching high temperature, as if it would be wiped out and burned to the ground as long as it was lightly touched.

So this time, it's just a simple white.

There is no broken sky qi that makes the sky break a big hole, but there is more softness that pours the heart.

When the white light shone on people's hearts, everyone forgot for a moment that they were on the battlefield of death and death, and put down the weapons in their hands, the martial arts they were about to release, and the scolding in their mouths.

invariably looked in the direction of Duanmu Lin in a daze, and was stunned.

This indifferent white does not seem to be brought by martial arts, because it does not seem to have any lethality, and it is not a prop used to kill at all.

They are immersed in it, as if they are in a dream land without struggle.

This white light is more like a symbol of peace, a symbol of goodwill, not for fighting, but for stopping fighting.

This is no longer the martial art brought by the Sky Breaker.

It is Duanmulin's own will.

It's his completely different way of breaking the sky.

The white light gradually expanded, no longer satisfied with being alone, but gradually coiled into the sky, wrapped around the dark clouds, and slowly and gently receded them into the distance.

It's not about dispelling, it's more like reasoning with these dark things.

In an instant, the dark clouds were gone, the rain dissipated, and a different kind of light once again drove away the darkness and returned to the Valley of Shattered Heavens.

This time, there was no sky in the sky above the Shattered Sky Valley, only the simple white.

Shattering the sky means defeating the unreachable sky.

Breaking the sky to pieces is naturally shattering the sky.

That turned the sky into nothing, so that the sky no longer exists, of course.

And under the white light, the 'Blue Devil', who had stood still from beginning to end, looked at Duanmu Lin who released soft white light up and down his body, and finally couldn't help but show a shocked expression on his face.

"Is it going to be like this?"

Duanmu Lin's voice slowly sounded.

"What I promised, I will naturally do. ”

The Blue Devil shook his head, "But it doesn't make sense, it can only hold me back, not kill me." ”

"I didn't want to kill you, I didn't want to kill anyone. ”

The Blue Devil looked up confused, "Then why are you doing this?"

In the end, Duanmu Lin's voice became more and more ethereal, moving farther and farther away, as if it was an echo from beyond the clouds.

"I believe, my master. ”

......

"What is this?"

Elder Chen was also surprised, he had never heard of such a martial art that could change the sky.

He wanted to turn around and rush into the center of the white light.

But he saw his senior brother, the master of the Chu Dynasty, and stopped in front of him unrelentingly.

He didn't make a move at the first time, but said coldly: "Get out of the way." ”

Then, the master of Chu Dai was unmoved.

He even raised the hammer in his hand tremblingly with his shocking stone-gray arm, he no longer looked like a warrior at all, just like a terminally ill lonely old man.

But he still smiled, smiling contentedly.

"Senior brother, I know you want me to go, there's no need for that, if you want to go, kill me. ”

Elder Chen's anger returned, and his face was full of puzzlement.

"Why? Does Senior Brother Definitely want to die? Isn't it good to wait in bed and watch what happens?"

The master of the Chu Dynasty did not reply this time, and still stood there.

Elder Chen took a deep look at his senior brother's death-defying expression.

He could have bypassed, but in the end he stepped out.

"Since Senior Brother is bent on death, then I will do what you wish. ”

The hammer in Elder Chen's hand slammed heavily on the body of the Chu Dynasty Sect Master.

The latter had long since lost the strength to resist, and let the hammer that killed him slam into his body, smashing his already thin chest into a terrifying depression.

The thin and old body lay on its back on the ground, silent.

Only the faint smile on his face revealed that the old man had died as he wished.

It was as if at the last moment, he had fulfilled some great wish.

However, Elder Chen did not move on.

He was stunned, standing in place and staring at the corpse of his senior brother who had already lost his breath on the ground.

It turns out that the senior brother is not as gentle as the younger brother.

Senior brother still blames him.

At the last moment before his death, the master of the Chu Dynasty left a desperate word.

"The current appearance of the Shattered Sky Valley makes me have no shame to see my master again. ”

Therefore, he took the initiative to choose to die, and he was detached alone.

Leaving Elder Chen alone, this is the revenge he left behind.

And now, with an extremely slow speed, Elder Chen turned his head behind him and looked at the 'Gathering Heaven' Hall where a crack had been smashed open in the gate.

What do you mean by my brother's words?

There is no face to see, is he determined that he can see next?

Thinking of Senior Brother and Duanmu Lin's strange delay in time, fear appeared in Elder Chen's eyes for the first time.

What the hell are they dragging?

......

In the jungle outside the Valley of Shattered Heavens, Vidal fell to his knees, scarred.

The purple-black face was covered in blood, and a deep wound appeared on his forehead, and the rolling blood that flowed down made his eyes even more dangerous and wild.

He had small wounds all over his body, large and small, although not enough to endanger his life, but he seemed extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Ming Xuan stood indifferently not far away, his Tsing Yi robe spotless, not even a trace of blood stained.

Even the wooden pole in his hand was the same.

It may be difficult for others to imagine how this wooden pole, which is afraid to break at a moment's notice, can be as sharp as a sword.

"Go on!"

Vidal staggered to his feet again, and with a roar of rage, the beastly roar in his eyes skyrocketed again!

The warriors of the demon clan, when fighting with all their might, sometimes, really want to be a fierce beast.

The moment he stood upright, the stick shook and let out a roar like King Kong, and above Vidal's body, the pitch-black clouds suddenly skyrocketed.

Standing in the black mist, bathed in scarlet blood, he bent his back and his long stick in both hands hanging in front of him, staring at the enemy in front of him with his wild eyes.

Like an angry-eyed King Kong.

The strong refining qi was rushing like a rolling angry wave in his meridians, his body stagnated slightly, and then his horns slammed on the ground, his body turned into a black shadow, and rushed towards Ming Xuan again.

The distance between the two was only a dozen steps in an instant, and the long stick swept horizontally, like a dragon swimming out to sea, with a turbulent wave, swinging towards Ming Xuan with great force, wanting to slap him to death.

Ming Xuan's closed eyes seemed to be indifferently 'watching' the other party's crazy attack.

The momentum on the opposite side is like a rainbow, and he is not shocked, as usual.

The eye cannot see, but the heart is indifferent.

He just took a slight step back.

Nothing more, nothing less, so that Vidal's long stick finally stuck to the bridge of his nose, and it could be flashed.

He bent forward, and when he bent down, the stick in his hand suddenly stabbed out of his waist, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, and stabbed Vidal trickly.

The latter was just out of the air, defenseless, and was stabbed again in the right side of the waist.

"Uh-huh. ”

He let out a muffled snort, the sharp pain in his waist and abdomen, and the refining qi in his body briefly condensed, all of which reminded him that this injury was probably more serious than before.

"Ahh

A flash of fierceness flashed on his face, but instead of retreating, the right half of his body that was hit also took advantage of the opponent's blow and spun in the air.

His whole body soared into the air, accompanied by the accumulation of rotating around his body, the long stick was round, from top to bottom, like a giant ape suddenly falling from the sky, clenching his heavy fists, about to smash the enemy in front of him to pieces!

The long stick slashed down violently, and under the terrifying power, the surrounding air made an overwhelming popping sound, this blow like a starfall fell, it was the strongest martial art he could perform today!

Ming Xuan handed out a sword, and it was too late to retreat at this moment.

He didn't think about dodging, so please raise his right hand.

The gesture was not like swinging a sword, but more like gently picking up a bouquet of flowers, indescribably elegant and leisurely.

The stick didn't stand in front of him, and he chose to fight hard with the other party.

Instead, it is slapped underneath the long stick from the bottom up.

The big snake is seven inches.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, that leisurely blow actually bounced the stick like a thousand pounds of weight directly into it!

Vidal's body, which had been knocked away by the long stick, was violently lifted upwards by inertia, and he didn't have time to feel the huge impact of being hit by Ming Xuan in his body.

I saw that on the side of Ming Xuan's body, his left hand turned into a palm and slapped on Vidal's body that was still hanging in the air.

"Poof!"

In the air, Vidal spurted blood in anger and the long stick that kept turning.

Ming Xuan couldn't see the enemy.

But his stick seemed to penetrate the world.