The ensuing rebuke made the kings of the clouds on the extreme roof panic, and Zhuo Ligetu, the king of Yuheng standing next to the throne of Ziwei Emperor, shook his head secretly, although he said that he moved several other kings of the boat people, but the anger of the people was unbearable, if he insisted on going his own way, the Yuheng family would be difficult to preserve. But it is not advisable to stop at this time.

Wu Enqi, who stood opposite to Yuheng Wang Zhuoli Getu, was aroused by the sound of support that arrived in time. The boat people are so brave, draw their swords and live and die, never afraid to sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and speak up for righteousness, although they have not changed for more than 10,000 years. This kind of courage is the Optimus Pillar Stone of Yunyun Mountain.

Unki looked up at Lea, who had retreated to the side, still looking at him expectantly. Unqi's heart suddenly brightened, he was desperate too fast just now, in fact, life and death were still undecided, and the victory or defeat was not decided. What's more, in order to defeat a strong enemy in the past, the three of them had already made an oath: even if they died together, they would laugh and walk together on Huangquan Road.

"Leah, forgive me, I shouldn't have doubted you. Wu Enqi stared at Lea apologetically, no longer hesitated, and read out the oath of the bloodline sharing contract: "Hongmeng opens up, two parts of turbidity, 30,000 miles of dust, like a dream;

Leah shed tears of grievance, and the fierce wind swirled around her, as if to tell of the incomprehension and anger in her heart, longing and determination.

Liya raised her head to look at the faceless one in front of her, and said in a harmonious voice: "The spirit of flowers, the soul of rain, the spirit of dew, the sound of night, the shadow of fog, the spirit of worry-free, the long road ahead, the twilight dynasty, the son of Taiyi, and the king will die forever!"

The contract oath echoed on the extreme rooftop, and Zhuo Li Getu, the king of Yuheng, did not dare to delay any longer, he suddenly stabbed the frozen blood sword directly into Wu Enqi's throat, the sword edge did not arrive, but the extremely cold fighting spirit had already frozen the time and space around Wu Enqi. There is no way to retreat, there is no way to avoid it, and even Wuenqi's every move has become sluggish like a snail.

Although Wu Enqi had just used witchcraft to unexpectedly blow up one of King Yuheng's wrists, their true strength was still far from the same. Under the full force of the Yuheng King Zhuoli Getu, Wu Enqi had almost no ability to resist.

But Unqi didn't panic, and didn't even make any protective moves. At his side, Liya snorted, and the wind around her suddenly became as hot as fire, the fiery wind dispelled the chill near the imperial throne, and the long sword in Liya's hand released a rainbow of flames.

The fiery sword and the icy sword struck together, like a meteor falling into a sea of ice, and the tumbling air currents carried huge waves into the sky, and the sharp explosion sounded as if thousands of evil ghosts were crying in unison. Yuheng King Zhuoligetu and Liya were each shocked back a step, Zhuoligetu's frozen blood sword cracked a deep and long crack, and the long sword in Liya's hand was broken at the waist.

The dominant King of Yuheng rose up again and was about to launch another surprise attack, but the aura shone, and the ghost Farug had already teleported to his back with a spatial leap, hitting the king of Yuheng's vest with a mountain ruler.

It is said that there is a mountain of extinction in the original realm called Heisui, the wind is swirling in the black sui mountain, the sun and the moon are not light, because it is the time is endless, the emptiness, the iron encirclement hell of the recipient, but it was abandoned in the mortal world by the heavenly wing dragon. The former demon leader is the master of spiritual arts, he gathered more than 1,000 spiritual masters of the demon spirit clan, and combined the strength of all the people to seal Heisui Mountain in a jade ruler, that is the ruler in the mountain.

The ruler in the middle of the Falugeti Mountain hit the vest of the Yuheng King, just like the black Sui Mountain that is boundless in time and space, and wants to press the Yuheng King into minced meat. King Yuheng knew how powerful it was, so he didn't dare to increase the gear, so he had to retreat.

Farug shot a foot into the air, and the shadows of the mountains and mountains all dissipated. But before King Yuheng could attack again, Liya had already made a move with her jade hand, and dozens of sharp swords of different lengths flew out of her skirt and circled around her body under the traction of the returning wind. The blade of the sword ring is like a peacock opening the screen, and the cold light is dignified, blooming with a terrifying brilliance.

Yuheng Wang Zhuoligetu forced Farouge away with a false move, and swung his sword to attack again, but Liya lifted a sword from the sword screen and gave up her body to block in front of Unqi. She is stumbling left and right, seemingly imminent and in danger, but in fact, she is dangerous but not chaotic, and she is in danger. Yuheng Wang Zhuoli Getu attacked eleven swords in a row, and the swords and swords tried their best, but Liya did not retreat a single step except for a few long swords that were broken.

Yuheng King Zhuoli Getu was shocked, his sword attack was exhausted, but Liya's sword moves were still on the defensive.

Liya's sword move is exactly the inconsistency of Kaiyang's sword technique. In the past, the joint labor was defeated, the head could not touch the Zhou Mountain, the sky was dimensional, and the earth's veins were broken, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to fall, although the defeat was unyielding. Chaos is an unyielding sword, weak but not chaotic, killing opportunities are hidden, if the enemy is slightly negligent, it will be a catastrophe.

Yuheng King Zhuo Ligetu secretly exclaimed, he threw a frozen blood sword and slammed it into Liya's face, turning around and retreating sharply, but Liya was a genius in swordsmanship, and she had already seen through King Yuheng's intentions. As soon as King Yuheng's frozen blood sword was thrown, Liya took advantage of it to fight back.

Her figure rises with the wind, it seems to return to the forest, the autumn leaves fall, natural and free, at will, but it is as unpredictable as a waterfall and flowing clouds, like a sunset that will eventually fall, like the silk of fate. Liya's sword move "sand reclamation", the sword is its shape, hate is its quality, hatred affects cause and effect, and the sword will be hit.

However, just as Wu Enqi was good at dealing with the prying eyes of the "Yuyu Ice Heart", Yuheng Wang Zhuo Li Getu was also very familiar with every sword move of the Kaiyang family. He let out a clear roar, and if Tianyin was empowered, the hatred in Liya's heart stagnated, and Yuheng Wang Zhuoli Getu had already popped out with one finger and hit Liya's blade. The cause and effect gathered on the sword were all gone, but only a small cut was made on King Yuheng's finger.

Liya didn't expect King Yuheng to crack her killing move lightly, and she was stunned for a while. Taking advantage of her astonishment, Yuheng Wang Zhuo Ligetu secretly exclaimed luck, and hurriedly jumped out of the battle group.

In fact, the Yuyu Bingxin fighting spirit of the Yuheng family is the most suitable for containing, trapping the enemy and holding on to counterattacks, and melee raids are not their forte. The surprise attacks of the Yuheng King Zhuo Li Getu were frustrated one after another, first by Wu Enqi who blew off an arm, and then almost lost his life under Liya's sword, and he immediately accepted his contempt.

King Yuheng stood proudly with his hands in his hands, Yuyu's ice heart and fighting spirit opened again, and an illusory and brilliant ice mirror rose in the halo of fighting energy, hanging in the middle of the sky. The reflections of Wuenqi, Zhulan Tuya, Farug and Liya next to Emperor Ziwei were all reflected in the ice mirror, and the hearts of the four of them seemed to have fallen into the ice lake together, and the memories hidden in their hearts were all leaking rapidly.

As the old saying goes, knowing each other and knowing oneself will not be defeated in a hundred battles. If Yuheng Wang Zhuo Li Getu was allowed to find out all the details of them, how could they still win?

Lea and Farug tried their best to attack, Leah advanced and retreated like the wind, walking like a shadow, the high temperature of the tip of the white-hot sword in her hand could reach tens of billions of degrees, Farug's spatial leap was strange and unpredictable, and his mountain was as heavy as Heisui Mountain, with the endless ferocity of iron encirclement hell. But Yuheng Wang Zhuo Li Getu was in the midst of the fierce attack of the two, and he actually carried his hands behind his back, as if he was strolling leisurely. His figure was like walking in the writhing turbulence of time and space, the ripples of the turbulence were getting bigger and bigger, and the figure of King Yuheng was getting darker and darker.

Unqi, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, knew that something was wrong, and he could see that Farug and Leah's attacks were nothing more than an itch in the boots for King Yuheng, and they did not pose a threat at all. In fact, the biggest characteristic of the Yuyu Bingxin fighting spirit of the Yuheng family can be summed up in one sentence: "To hell with all the attacks." Yuheng Wang Zhuoli Getu is not afraid of being attacked, he is only afraid that you will not attack him, but in the face of the peep of the ice mirror, who is willing to let his memory be wiped out by others?

Unqi shouted, "Leah, Farouge, come back to me!"

But as if Lea and Faroug couldn't hear Unqi's words, they still chased and beat Zhuoligetu, the king of Yuheng. The mentality of the two of them was out of control, and Farug seemed to see the old demon in the mountain turning his back to him with a mocking face, and he was about to play with him again.

Lea was full of shame, she abused birds, cats, rabbits, mice, peeped at Uenqi's little brother, and scolded Uenqi for being disgustingly dirty...... All these kinds of troubles were seen by this guy, and Liya was bent on killing King Yuheng.

If this continues, there will be no defeat. Unki took a step forward and wanted to join the warband. But in fact, his magic power has been exhausted, and even if he rushes up, there is nothing he can do. Wu Enqi looked around with his peripheral vision, and on the Extreme Rooftop Terrace, all the kings of the clouds had already seen the victory or defeat of the battle, and the rebellion of the middle family was also controlled, and the body of the Immortal in the dock was still lying aside, and he couldn't die anymore.

Unki would have looked back at Julantuya, standing behind him, clutching the corner of his coat, her hand still holding a sheathed dagger in her hand. With Wu Enqi's knowledge, he still couldn't see any mystery in this sword, but since it was the sword of the emperor's daughter Lu Shulan, it shouldn't be an ordinary product.

Wu Enqi said: "Zhulan, lend me your sword?"

Without hesitation, Zhulan Tuya handed over the short sword in her hand and the sheath. Unki reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, pulling it outward, but the short sword in the sheath did not move.

Next to Zhulan Tuya, the lady snake wrapped its tail around the brass staff, and watched Unki's every move with its round red eyes.

The lady snake sneered: "Ugly toad, you can't pull it out, don't waste your efforts." ”

Unwillingly, Unqi tried again, but the quaint short sword couldn't be pulled out at all as if it had grown in a scabbard. Unch glanced at the lady snake in annoyance, it looked gloating, but it seemed confident.

Wu Enqi grabbed the snake and said eagerly, "Do you have a way to deal with King Yuheng?"

The lady snake shook her head and said proudly, "Of course, you don't want to know who Miss Ben is?" Let's trade fairly, we don't force anyone, and we never force people to buy and sell. ”

Unqi glared at the lady snake, she deserved to be the snake son of Satan the devil, and she had the same virtue as him, but the situation on the field was precarious, although it was by no means forced, but Unqi had to give in.