...... Fight......

The faint sound, like in the wind, like in the murmur.

The trembling body, with a shudder, took a small step forward, and the figure in the center of the storm staggered.

The sword vortex storm trembled like a rainstorm, like a pile of building blocks piled high, suddenly impacted, a tremble, and could collapse at any time. Jing Hao, who was standing nearby, saw it most clearly, countless sword rays flowed down layer by layer like an avalanche, carrying a sword roar that made the scalp tingle.

This guy ...... What do you want to do?

Jing Hao's heart was like a stormy wave.

Boom boom.

The Sword Vortex Storm staggered, as if drunk, and slowly moved in one direction.

Jing Hao was dumbfounded, this thing moves......

This, this, this...... Is it really the Sword Vortex Quenching Soul Method?

He was dumbfounded, he knew the sword vortex soul quenching method very well, as a swordsman, he had a considerable understanding of various swordsmanship schools, the sword vortex soul quenching method was known as the most cruel soul quenching method, how could he not know?

The Sword Vortex Quenching Soul Method, which has never been heard of, can be moved...... This thing has always been used to refine martial spirits...... It's not for running around after drinking......

It took about a few minutes for Jing Hao to come back to his senses from the shock. Well, if anything that has anything to do with Tang Tian doesn't become unrecognizable, doesn't become strange and perverted, then it's really strange!

The value of this guy's existence is probably to make this world abnormal.

But...... Don't be fine!

A trace of solemnity flashed in Jing Hao's eyes, he raised his sword in his hand, and his body was like the wind, following the moving sword vortex storm.

The three Holy Steps on the hillside were dumbfounded.

"Is it coming for us?" Dou Yong said dumbfounded.

"Sort of. He Yuming's expression was dull.

Bai Sisi looked at the rolling sword vortex storm in amazement, and spit out a sentence after a while: "What kind of monster is this guy?"

This sentence went to the hearts of the other two.

The Sword Vortex Storm was incredibly large in size, rumbling and roaring, and the momentum was extremely terrifying. Even if the three of them had already stepped into the Holy Steps, they felt their hearts palpitate and shake in front of such a terrifying majesty.

This is the true power of heaven and earth......

"What should I do?" Dou Yong asked very dryly, "This monster must be coming for us!"

"Run!" He Yuming said equally simply.

"Run!" Bai Sisi said crisply.

Dou Yong looked at the two of them: "It's a bit embarrassing for us to be like this, let's be a saint step anyway!"

"Why don't you try it first?" He Yuming's eyes were full of encouragement.

Bai Sisi's beautiful eyes also looked at Dou Yong.

"Run!" Dou Yong simply turned around and ran.

The three of them ran wildly, the speed was fast, but the speed of the sword vortex storm behind them like a drunk was also accelerating, and the rumbling behind them not only did not go away, but got closer and closer.

The pressure on the trio increased dramatically.

"Sisi, use the piano!" He Yuming shouted.

Bai Sisi suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly took out his white jade qin, ignoring the image, holding it in his arms with one hand, and the five fingers of his right hand slid over the strings.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The sound of the piano seems to have a soothing power, and the whole world seems to calm down. This is Bai Sisi's famous song, which is a song she composed by integrating Sanskrit singing and soul fixing, which can calm people's hearts the most.

Even the furious ninth-order star soul beast slept peacefully under the song.

Damn it...... Sword Vortex Storm is chasing faster!

Bai Sisi gritted his teeth, the sound of the piano changed, and the [Ansi Song] that had just calmed people's minds instantly became beautiful and tempting, making people churn in anger, referring to the [Heavenly Demon Chant] and creating the [Heavenly Maiden], which was the most confusing and full of illusions.

Even if it is a golden warrior, under this song, the blood will be full of blood, the heart will be ape, and the body will explode and die!

Damn it...... The Sword Vortex Storm is accelerating again!

The three of them could already feel the storm vortex composed of countless sword rays behind them, frantically cutting through the fluctuations generated by the air, that power was the Holy Order, and they also felt a chill behind them.

"Run separately!" He Yuming shouted angrily.

The three of them suddenly separated, flying in three directions.

The three of them obviously felt a pause in the sword vortex storm behind them, haha, look what you should do now! The three of them all breathed a sigh of relief, and then the sword vortex storm only paused for a second, and then chased after He Yuming in the middle without hesitation!

He Yuming's face turned white, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't take care of his chic and graceful image at the moment, so he urged the true power of his whole body, spread his feet, and ran wildly.

Seeing He Yuming lead away the sword vortex storm, disappear on the horizon, and fly out of the distance Dou Yong and Bai Sisi returned the same way, both of them had a look of happiness on their faces.

"Will Lao He die?" Bai Sisi was a little worried.

"I'll incense him!" Dou Yong swore a promise.

Bai Sisi looked speechless and stopped.

"Do you want to save him?" Dou Yong asked when he saw this.

Bai Sisi shook his head: "No, I'm thinking of where to incense him." ”

The two were speechless.

The wind blew, and the two of them felt a chill together.

Dou Yong looked at the desolate wilderness and suddenly said, "I have a bad premonition. ”

Bai Sisi was silent.

"Your Majesty's decision this time may be wrong. Dou Yong said to himself: "I have never seen such a strange guy." I'm wondering if Tang Tian would have become a guy like The Lion King Leon if he hadn't died this time. ”

"Possibly. Bai Sisi spoke: "If Tang Tian didn't die under such a strong sword vortex storm, his martial soul would definitely be tempered to an extremely terrifying point. It was only a matter of time before he stepped into the Holy Order, and it would be soon. And once he stepped into the Holy Rank, his martial spirit, which was far more powerful than others, would make him even more terrifying. ”

Dou Yong glanced at Bai Sisi, a little surprised, Bai Sisi had a cold personality, this was the first time Dou Yong heard her say so many words in one breath.

But Bai Sisi's words silenced him.

After a moment, he looked up at Bai Sisi: "What are we going to do?"

The two were silent again.

If Tang Tian hadn't died, then Cetus would have been defeated. Just because they're holy doesn't mean they don't need to think about the future. Winning the victory and forgiving the other party's previous behavior, such a kingly style, only exists in the book, and more heroes like to do is to settle accounts after the autumn. There were three Holy Orders that year, which caused considerable casualties to Leon's corps, and after the defeat, the three Holy Orders wanted to escape, but they were directly surrounded and killed by Leon's troops.

There are very few saint orders who are alone, and most of them have families behind them, and even if there is no family, there are disciples who inherit the mantle.

The wind seems to be getting cooler and cooler.

Three Souls City.

The battle in the corner shocked everyone, and everyone was shocked by Wen Jiang's strength. Twenty high-level martial artists besieged and killed Wen Jiang, and Wen Jiang still looked at ease.

Those seemingly ordinary martial arts, in Wen Jiang's hands, are amazingly powerful.

Twenty people, there is no way to take Wenjiang. Many of the martial artists who were training were ready to support, but soon, everyone received orders from above not to attack!

The order made them feel strange, but they honestly stood by and watched.

Tang Chou was in an excellent position, he could see every detail of the battlefield, his eyes lit up with a strange light, he was engrossed, and the pen in his hand was writing at an astonishing speed.

The Holy Order is constantly being deconstructed and analyzed in his eyes. Every confrontation on the battlefield, every detail, in his mind, was ** into data.

Those fancy and shocking attacks, like clothes that have been stripped off layer by layer, have become the most primitive state in his eyes.

The white paper in front of him was full of various patterns, and every corner was filled with words.

The bewitching gaze, writing frantically, a piece of paper full of graphics and words, constantly completed under Tang Chou's pen.

The magic flute appeared silently behind Tang Chou and did not disturb him.

Tang Chou suddenly stopped, threw away the pen in his hand, and asked without looking back, "Why are you here?"

"It's over?" asked the Magic Flute.

"Well, it's over. Tang Chou stretched his waist, and his strange eyes returned to coldness: "The data I got this time is very sufficient, I want to study it carefully." ”

"Do you have a grudge against the Holy Order?" the Magic Flute chuckled, his smile always so refreshing.

"I am a soul general destined to become a famous general, and the Holy Order is the object of my restraint. Tang Chou then reminded: "You have to be vigilant, if we make the Bright Martial Society so embarrassed, they will definitely find ways to deal with us." Such a great opportunity, they should not miss it. ”

As soon as Tang Chou's words fell, there was also a fierce fighting sound in the other direction of the base.

"Ugly is really like a god. The Magic Flute looked amazed.

"I don't want to bother you, but this time, we need time. Tang Chou said coldly: "You'd better do a good job and deter Xiaoxiao." ”

The Magic Flute gently persuaded, "Your murderous aura is too heavy. ”

"If I want to become a famous general, how can I not kill people?" Tang Choutou did not raise his head, he was collecting a table full of manuscripts: "I not only want to kill people, but also kill many people." ”

The Magic Flute smiled helplessly and floated away.

Tang Chou was promoted this time, and his personality was more paranoid and resolute, and he was more exposed than before. And Tang Chou is not wrong, everyone's path is different.

He flew up to the tallest tower of the base, and the entire base was in full view, rubbing the shiny brass flute in his hand, and his gentle eyes were deep and quiet.

I didn't expect that after so many years of my death, I would have the opportunity to become stronger.

Fate is really impermanent.

The wind was blowing in his face and blowing his long hair and clothes.

The son is picturesque, standing in the wind, and the white clothes are like flying.

Those vague memories come to mind, sighing and sighing, bubbling out from the years of precipitation.

Or like then, or like then, indulge in singing, a song that flows through the years.

Suddenly today, suddenly today, independent in the wind, and play the sevenfold kill again.

With a sigh, the son smiled, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and the copper flute was horizontally placed on his lips.