In order to save Mo Tianshao, Si Nanling desperately blocked Wang Yuwen's flying sword from the sky, and the sharp sword instantly pierced his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Tianshao and Si Nanfeng were instantly stunned, and the latter was even more completely crazy.

The wind was monstrous, and Si Nanfeng descended like a killing god and killed Wang Yuwen.

"Humph! Kill you first, and then deal with that stinky boy. Wang Yuwen sneered, his index finger moved, the long sword flew back, and he slashed it away.

A golden sword like a practice pierced the sky, slashing down towards Si Nanfeng's head.

'Poof'

The sharp sword qi entered the body and slashed Si Nanfeng's left shoulder, and the blood splattered, penetrating into the bones for three points.

Ordinary people would seem to cry out in pain in the face of this blow and fly back.

However, the crazy Si Nanfeng didn't feel the slightest pain at all, and all he suppressed in his heart was crazy killing intent and monstrous hatred.

The figure continued to rush forward, and his right hand clenched his fist and smashed towards Wang Yuwen's door, the sound of wind and thunder was loud, and the wind swept for nine days.

Wang Yuwen was frightened and decisively dodged sideways, however, the strength of Si Nanfeng's madness and the aura he emitted still affected him.

'Poof'

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were full of horror: "How could he still have such a cultivation?" ”

"Roar!"

Si Nanfeng roared like a beast, and the cyan Gangfeng roared all over his body, as if he was the strongest defense, and when the flying stones were smashed, they would be instantly twisted into powder by the Gangfeng, and he couldn't get in at all.

His body moved, not giving Wang Yuwen any respite at all.

The fists were as fast as lightning and as heavy as a mountain, and each blow gave people a terrifying power that broke through a thousand pounds.

Wang Yuwen kept dodging, but every time he was affected by the fist wind, the qi and blood in his body surged.

The figures of the two flickered and disappeared in the sky like ghosts, flickering and flickering, and the speed was so fast that people couldn't catch any figures at all.

Waves of qi surged, and the entire cliff was trembling violently, which was the momentum and fist momentum exuded by Si Nanfeng.

Under the violent momentum and fist momentum, Wang Yuwen was aggrieved like a lost dog and kept fleeing and dodging.

"That guy, I'm just afraid that he's completely crazy now, and the sword technique is useless to him at all." Wang Yuwen was frightened, Si Nanfeng went completely crazy, the sword slashed at his body, even if it was three points into the bone, the other party couldn't feel the slightest pain, and he was completely furious, like a killing beast.

He had attacked more than once or twice, but to no avail.

The completely crazy Si Nanfeng is too terrifying.

At the moment when he killed Si Nanling, the moment when all the people of Si Nan's family were wiped out, the other party had already put life and death out of the way.

A man who is not afraid of life and death, what confidence can you have to kill him?

Suddenly, a terrifying thought rose in Wang Yuwen's heart, and while dodging Si Nanfeng's pursuit with his sword, he turned his head to look at Si Nanfeng who was chasing behind him, and said in horror: "That guy is afraid. . . You want to pull me to the funeral! ”

"Roar!"

With a loud roar, Si Nanfeng's flight speed increased suddenly, and the seven Ugin short swords scattered on the ground were pulled by his qi and emitted a piercing sword groan.

'Qiang'

Seven Ugin short swords shot out from the stone crevices of the cliff below, quickly rising into the air, levitating around Si Nanfeng's body.

Each Ugin Broken Sword absorbed the violent spiritual power from Si Nanfeng's body, the blue light flickered, and the sword qi was swallowed.

Seeing that scene, Wang Yuwen's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he was ruthless: "If you want to kill me, dream!" ”

Immediately, his whole body was full of golden light, and a body protection god bell shrouded his head, firmly protecting it in the center.

At the same time, Si Nanfeng made seven black gold short swords cut through the sky, and seven sharp cyan sword lights flashed and slammed into Wang Yuwen's body protection god bell.

'Bell'

The deafening sound of bells resounded through the valley, and the earth trembled as rocks fell.

Wang Yuwen's divine thoughts were completely released, his expression was hideous, his eyes turned red from overloading his divine thoughts, and he controlled the body protection god bell to resist the seven short swords that roared with cyan wind.

These seven short swords are not made of ordinary things, although they are mortal-level nine-grade weapons, they are also born with a trace of aura, extremely sharp, and can be called a divine weapon in the eyes of mortals.

At this moment, under the infusion of Si Nanfeng's spiritual power, these seven Ugin short swords completely released their sharpness.

The sharp sword qi pierced through the tip of the sword little by little, piercing the hard body protection divine bell.

Wang Yuwen was shocked to find that the seven black gold short swords were in a 'pin' formation, breaking his body protection god bell little by little.

"If you want to kill me, it's impossible!" Wang Yuwen was unwilling to die at the hands of Si Nanfeng and roared.

The body protector god Zhong is golden and prosperous, and the seven Ugin short swords are blocked, and it is difficult to enter an inch.

'Snort'

Hundreds of sounds of breaking the sky were heard, and blood-colored thunder emerged from the sky.

I don't know when, a huge blood-colored 'demon' word shrouded the sky above Wang Yuwen's head, and even he didn't notice it.

At this moment, he found that he looked frightened, the horror of this blood-colored thunder, he had seen it with his own eyes.

After killing Wen Ya, I am afraid that there is no problem at all to deal with myself who is now seriously injured.

His eyes swept down, and sure enough, he saw Mo Tianshao in the middle of the mountain stream, with an indifferent face, holding Si Nanling's corpse in his arms, and his whole body was full of evil energy.

His right index finger is the sky, and the blood-colored word 'demon' is exactly what he said.

His eyes were cold, his expression was cold, and he looked at Wang Yuwen as if he were looking at a dead person.

"You shouldn't have killed her!"

The cold voice rushed out from Mo Tianshao's mouth, and every word was as cold as ice and as heavy as a thousand pounds, hitting Wang Yuwen's heart, as if he had heard the sentence of death.

At this moment, Wang Yuwen's expression became very ugly, and he suddenly felt that the young man who should have been like an ant had become very terrifying, which made his soul tremble.

The blood-colored thunder continued to surge.

Wang Yuwen finally stopped fighting, he thought of escaping, he must flee as soon as possible, otherwise, he will inevitably die without a place to be buried.

"Want to escape? How can it be that easy? Mo Tianshao said coldly.

The Three Thousand Thunder Method was cast by him under his rage, and he couldn't last long, and because he used it again, his whole body was already broken, and he was covered in blood.

There is no way he can let Wang Yuwen escape at this time, he wants revenge, revenge!

Thousands of blood-colored thunderbolts rumbled, blocking all of Wang Yuwen's retreats, and at the same time, the crazy Si Nanfeng also rushed up with a sword.

The terrifying thunder bombarded Wang Yuwen's body protection god bell, making a burst of bells, and the bell began to crack.

Wang Yuwen's eyes widened, his eyes full of fear.

The thunder continued to roar, and the cracks in the bell body quickly became larger.

'Boom Boom'

After smashing hundreds of times in a row, Wang Yuwen's body protection divine bell immediately burst, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of reverse blood, his expression was extremely pale, and his chest was sunken.

At this moment, seven sharp Ugin short swords flew in, instantly passing through his body.

Seven short swords pierced Wang Yuwen's heart and head respectively, and the opponent's divine consciousness and soul completely collapsed, turning into a cold corpse.

Falling from a high altitude, he fell into a blur of flesh and blood, and completely became a mess of rotten meat.

Wang Yuwen died.

Si Nanfeng gradually woke up from the rage, he slowly fell from the sky, and came to Mo Tianshao's side, his whole body was drenched in blood, and his flesh and bones were rolled.

When facing Wang Yuwen's offensive just now, he was also seriously injured, but he was afraid that now a child under a mortal could kill him with one finger.

His eyes were blurred with tears, looking at the corpse of Si Nanling in Mo Tianshao's arms, which had gradually become cold, and sobbing silently.

"Brother Feng! Right.. ”

"Don't say it, it's not your fault."

"The coming day is long, today's hatred, I will revenge him tomorrow!"

Si Nanfeng was silent.

In a series of battles, both of them were seriously injured and tired, and they should have rested in place to recover.

However, they are not yet able to let their guard down.

So, Major General Mo Tian, Si Nanling, Mrs. Si Nan and Li Yunsu were buried in this mountain stream, and Xiao Li Xun left silently with a blank look and empty eyes, accompanied by Si Nanfeng.

Just when the three of them left the mountain stream and came to the side of the mountain road in Linyuan, a heavenly aura surged, vast as the sea, oppressing Si Nanfeng and Mo Tianshao, both of whom were uncomfortable with chest tightness.

There was fear in their eyes.

One, two, three, four.

A total of more than a dozen powerful auras flew quickly from afar, all of them were powerhouses who had cultivated above the Qi Gathering Realm.

With so many Qi Gathering Realm powerhouses, don't think about it, they must be from the Chaotian Sect.