Before the words fell, the moon envoy had made a move!

Sen Han's sword light was as bright as a silver hook, and in an instant, countless sharp blades were slashed in the dark night, and lightning came towards him.

Hua Jincheng was completely shrouded in dense sword light, but his hands were supporting the fainting Lu Xiaoxue, and he couldn't spare his hands to fight back.

The Moon Angel's knife is extremely fast.

He didn't even have a chance to put Lu Xiaoxue on the ground, let alone fight back.

Knock on the peddler

The Moon Angel's sword has fallen.

The moon-like scimitar fell on top of Hua Jincheng's head, and for a moment he only felt that Sen Han's sword qi had split him in half, as if the muscles and veins in his whole body were spasmodic and shrunk together, but in fact, his head was still unharmed.

Could it be that his head is too hard?

Of course not!

He looked up and saw the scimitar that had landed above his head, but under the scimitar there was a long, clear blade, and it was this long sword that resisted the scimitar that had been slashed at the head.

However, what surprised him even more was that the owner of this sword was none other than Li Xiaohuan!

Li Xiaohuan hurriedly said: "Brother Hua, get out of the way!" ”

As soon as Hua Jincheng's body turned, Li Xiaohuan couldn't do it, and the long sword in her hand was slashed to the ground by the bright scimitar, and the strong force shook her arm along the long sword, only shaking her arm numb. However, Li Xiaohuan was not surprised, he saw that his left hand suddenly flicked, and two cold lights immediately galloped out of his palm, stabbing straight at the face of the moon envoy.

The two of them were close at hand, and in the face of such a sudden flying knife, the moon envoy was caught off guard, and immediately pulled the knife against each other, and at the same time turned over and retreated, stopping in the distance with the star envoys who came one after another.

Li Xiaohuan saw that the two envoys of Xingyue were in the distance, so he glanced at Hua Jincheng and Lu Xiaoxue, who was fainting, and said with concern: "Brother Hua, how is he injured?" ”

Hua Jincheng said: "Very strict, you have excellent medical skills, take him to heal quickly!" ”

Li Xiaohuan frowned, hurriedly stepped forward, and said, "Healing is important, but you are the only one left here, the peddler."

Hua Jincheng smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, leave it to me here!" ”

After he finished speaking, he handed Lu Xiaoxue over to Li Xiaohuan to support, and said in a low voice: "If I don't win, I will quickly take Lu Xiaoxue and Shangguan Yingxue and leave here!" ”

Li Xiaohuan was stunned and wanted to speak, but before his throat could reach Hua Jincheng, he was interrupted. "It's too late, let's go!"

The depths of the night.

The star envoy struck again, only to see his palms gently close, and the two powerful blows struck, and the palms splashed out one after another shining light, sprinkled down like a storm.

"Rain of Stellar Blades"

The Moon Angel followed, and the silver hook-like scimitars, strings of scimitars, also slashed down like an overwhelming land.

The dark night was instantly reflected by the starlight sword.

Although Li Xiaohuan was reluctant to leave Hua Jincheng alone, under Hua Jincheng's strong insistence, he finally gritted his teeth and turned around and left with Lu Xiaoxue.

Hua Jincheng has a piano, a guqin, and seven strings.

Now the lyre is in his hands.

He had already sat down, and sat down cross-legged on the ground, and then saw him freely look at the long qin to his knees, and the guqin just rested on his knees.

Ten fingers plucked, and the sound of the piano suddenly rose.

The melodious sound of the piano is sometimes tactful, sometimes frustrated, sometimes like a silver bottle bursting, sometimes like an iron agent prominent.

The sound of the piano is like a knife, and the sound is like a sword.

Every finger is a sword, and every note is a move.

A song [Blue Sea Tide Birth] was only played for a short time, and the melodious sound of the piano has turned into countless sharp sword blades to meet the falling stars in the sky.

Boom Peddler

With a loud bang, the two forces collided together in the air in an instant, and the exploding light and splashing light had illuminated the dark heaven and earth.

The glow of the sky continued to expand, and the sound continued.

It lasted for a moment before it faded away, turning into a sky of streamers and slowly flying away.

It's dawn.

The morning breeze is slightly cool. Hua Jincheng still sat cross-legged, sitting quietly in the open space in front of the Zuixiang Building, like a piece of wood sleeping in the wind.

His hands were flat on the guqin.

There are seven strings running in the guqin, but now there is only one left, the last one.

The corpses of the Star Envoy and the Moon Envoy fell on the steps ahead, and although he could not see it, he could hear it clearly. But there was still no trace of victory on his face, even full of sorrow and pity!

What is he grieving about? What are you pitying?

The morning sun has risen.

Dazzling light slowly rises from the far end of the street, and in an instant, the entire city is enveloped in warm and bright sunlight.

But the terrifying faces of the monsters on the street, completely exposed to the sunlight at the moment, were still as hideous and terrifying as ever.

I don't know why?

Suddenly, countless monsters attacked Huajin City as if they had received an order, roaring and roaring, surging up like a tide.

Cold sweat was oozing from Hua Jincheng's forehead, and his hands began to pluck the strings again.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded again, and the sound waves were like stormy waves, turning into sharp blades to meet the enemies that were surging like a tide.

[Seven-string sword voice], with sound as a sword, indestructible, everywhere you go, no piece of armor is left, but in the face of so many enemies but helpless, in the blink of an eye, it has been overwhelmed, has become a failure.

It's too late, it's fast, and in the blink of an eye, Huajin City has been overwhelmed by a flood of enemies.

But at the moment when the tide completely submerged Huajin City.

The melodious and graceful sound of the piano suddenly became frustrated and agitated, and then the black crowd was torn apart by the criss-crossing sword light.

This sharp sword light was drawn from Hua Jincheng's fingers, rippling in the streets and alleys at great speed, and everywhere he went, the enemies were in different places.

I don't know how long it has been?

Hua Jincheng stopped his hands, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The corpse-strewn streets were as quiet as death, and the corpses looked so hideous and terrifying in the sunlight!

The wind blew, carrying with it the pungent smell of blood.

Hua Jincheng sniffed lightly, his face became more and more gloomy, and he saw his left hand gently patting the hand on his right shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you!" ”

It is a round hand, very fat, and very white.

The owner of these hands was fatter and whiter, almost like a round, white ball of meat.

Such a person, except for Sun Xiaopang, there will never be a second one in the world!

Sun Xiaopang stood behind Hua Jincheng, with a smile on his face, his two eyes had become a slit in a smile, and said, "Thank you?" ”

Hua Jincheng nodded and said, "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have already met Lord Yama!" ”

Sun Xiaopang shook his eyebrows and said smugly: "That's what I said!" But you seem to be happy with the victory? ”

Hua Jincheng said: "How can you see it? ”

Sun Xiaopang said: "It's all written on your face, do you still need to say it?" ”

Hua Jincheng smiled bitterly: "I have always been kind to others, but today I have killed too many people!" ”

"Are you repentant?" Sun Xiaopang said: "If you are repenting, then you don't have to!" ”

Hua Jincheng is listening.

Sun Xiaopang said: "Because although you have killed a lot of them, they are not human!" ”

Hua Jincheng was surprised: "Isn't it? ”

Sun Xiaopang said: "Of course not!! ”

Hua Jincheng said: "What is that?" ”

Sun Xiaopang said: "This qiē is just a realistic game!" ”

Hua Jincheng said: "Game!? ”

Sun Xiaopang nodded and explained: "We are all living in this game that has been set up for a long time, so the only way to survive is to become the winner of the game!" So you're killing just a virtual character! ”

Hua Jincheng was skeptical and questioned: "Why do you say that? ”

Sun Xiaopang said: "Just by virtue of the fact that I helped you destroy all the little minions just now!" ”