Fu Cang suddenly opened his eyes and found that a young man was standing in front of him, using his spear to fend off the pillar of flames of the thunderstorm.

"What are you doing in a daze?" The young man turned his head and glared at Fu Cang, who saw his face clearly - his appearance was quite feminine, and he was full of bookishness, if it weren't for a suit of silver armor, no one would associate him with the word "general".

"Do you want to take me with you for the funeral?" the boy snorted again.

Fu Cang was a spirit, and the breath of the wind retreated, dodging the attack range of the flame pillar.

"Who is he?" Fu Cang retreated to Nangong Yue's side and asked, he felt that there was a very cordial feeling in that young man.

"Brother Mo Jianjun," Nangong Yue's eyes became a little admired, "He is the young city lord of our Huangtian City." ”

Mo Jianjun?Young City Lord?

Fu Cang stared closely at the young man who was resisting bravely in the flames, to be honest, if Nangong Yue didn't say it, he still thought that Mo Jianjun was a weak scholar, and he would never be associated with the famous Huang Tiancheng.

After careful observation for a while, Fu Cang was surprised to find that this "Huangtian Young City Lord" actually had the strength to enter the late stage of the Soul Realm.

Such a cultivation is a well-deserved young genius!

However, he had no chance of winning. In normal times, he might have won a thunderstorm, but now, thunderstorms are not what they used to be.

Under the powerful flame attack, Mo Jianjun couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth and withdrew his spear and retreated, his extremely fast body just avoided the attack of the flame pillar, but he was not happy. Due to the huge difference in strength, Mo Jianjun had a few more traces of fire on his body, and his handsome and extraordinary face became a little embarrassed.

"It's hard. Mo Jianjun shook his head and sighed, he moved his gaze to Nangong Yuefucang, obviously, he was questioning why he was like this.

"Destiny is hard to disobey, and there is no way to stop it. Fu Cang spread his hands and smiled helplessly. At the same time, he also saw that the "fire cloud snake" condensed behind the thunderstorm moved.

"I didn't expect that even the young city lord of Huang Tiancheng was here! Hmph! It came just in time! I killed it with a thunderstorm today! Funeral for me!!"

Thunderstorm's hideous face became more and more distorted, he roared in the sky, and the fire cloud snake also seemed to sense the anger of its master, and the huge snake head spat out the breath of fire, rushing towards it with the light of the fire.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Mo Jianjun stood in front of everyone, he stood with his spear upright, and the tip of the spear burst out with dazzling lightning, wanting to compete with the light of the flames. But this is tantamount to using the mantis arm as a car, and it is not measurable.

Thunderstorm cultivation is powerful and unfathomable, and Fu Cang knows that if he makes this move, no one will be able to be unharmed.

The Fire Cloud Snake pounced in front of him in the blink of an eye, and there was no way to retreat!

"It's out!" Fu Cang gritted his teeth and picked up the only bit of Xuan Qi left in his body, and used the faint breath of wind to resist the fire of the Fire Cloud Snake.

But the power of the thunderstorm has far exceeded everyone's imagination, even if Nangong Yue and Mo Jianjun, two powerhouses in the realm of the soul, join forces to resist, they will not be able to withstand the attack of the thunderstorm.

Wind, lightning, and shadow, the three elements gradually became weak and powerless in the face of the flames.

Just when everyone's Xuan Qi was about to collapse, Fu Cang heard a wolf howl in his ears. Then, a cold ice intent spread, and the icy wolf howled, biting at the fire cloud snake like a divine soldier saving the world.

The fire cloud snake hurriedly dodged the bite of the ice wolf, and the snake's tail swept towards the wolf head of the ice wolf, and the ice wolf was not to be outdone, and continued to bite it, and the two were entangled together.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fu Cang and the others hurriedly dodged, finally avoiding the flame attack of the Fire Cloud Snake.

"Thank God~Finally saved~" Fu Cang pinched his sweat, he almost forgot that there was another "kill" next to him.

At this time, the killing was no longer calm, and while controlling the icy wolf, he used his spear to condense the killing move, and stabbed towards the thunderstorm with all his might!

Although the cultivation of killing is powerful, the power of the thunderstorm should not be underestimated, and the thunderstorm that has already cultivated in the late stage of the Spirit Realm, after obtaining one-third of the power of the blood crystal, it has skyrocketed to the late stage of the Condensation Realm!

It is impossible to decide who will win or lose between the two.

"It's dangerous...... cough cough ......" Nangong Yue coughed softly, and this cough actually coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Fu Cang's eyes quickly supported her, and when he made contact, Fu Cang found that her body had become extremely cold, and her hands were as cold as if they were touching ice, "Nangong girl, why are you so cold?

"I didn't ...... It's okay..."She pulled away Fu Cang's arms, took a deep breath, and struggled to stand up straight. But Fu Cang noticed that she seemed to be hiding something.

"Are you really okay?"

"Really. She replied with her cheeks puffed out, her face flushed by the firelight, and she was very cute. Nangong Yue glanced at Fu Cang, just in contact with Fu Cang's hot eyes, she subconsciously avoided Fu Cang's eyes.

She was suddenly a little scared in her heart, afraid that Fu Cang would know her secret, the secret that had been hidden in her heart and did not want to see the light.

Although Fu Cang had doubts, he couldn't continue to ask, he moved his gaze to the air again, watching the wonderful battle between "Kill" and the thunderstorm.

The agile marksmanship of the kill, combined with the agility of the icy wolf, caught the thunderstorm by surprise. However, the thunderstorm did not fall behind, and the continuous power provided by the blood crystal made every thunderstorm's mystical attack at its peak, which was worthy of a tie with the killing battle, or even ...... Better?

Fu Cang's heart lifted, although he didn't have a good impression of killing, he hoped that killing would win. It will be a matter of life and death for them.

"Brother Jun, what do you think are the chances of killing?" Nangong Yue asked with a blink of her eyes. In front of Mo Jianjun, she always showed a full of energy.

Mo Jianjun pondered for a moment, and suddenly shook his head, although he was a young city lord of Huangtian, his combat experience was far from enough to judge the direction of the situation. However, he said in an affirmative tone, "Don't worry, you will win." ”

Will you win by killing?

Not only Fu Cang, but even Nangong Yue couldn't accept this absolute statement. As much as she wanted to kill, Thunderstorm possessed the endless power of the Blood Crystal, and it was impossible to kill at all.

When everyone asked, Mo Jianjun's face showed a little humility, and replied:

"Killing is the evil ghost condensed by the resentment of the undead on the battlefield, immortal and immortal, killing for the sake of killing. He is like a crucible of the undead, attracting the souls of the same grudges on the battlefield and refining them into their own power. In these troubled times, the power to kill is endless. ”

When Mo Jianjun spoke, the corner of his eye drifted to the flames of war outside the city.

Everyone knows that the troubled times will never end, and killing will never die.

"Do you know why the killing will follow your arrangement?

Nangong Yue shook her head blankly.

"Because ......" Mo Jianjun looked at the killing eyes, with a little sadness, "because... Kill the host...... It's Uncle Liang......"

"Uncle Liang?!" Nangong Yue exclaimed, she stared at the killing tightly, and finally, she found the appearance of her former relatives under the murderous and hideous face.

Countless memories came to her heart in an instant, and in her memory, there was indeed an "Uncle Liang", who seemed to love her very much, and joked that he would take her as a righteous daughter.

But since that expedition, she hasn't seen him back.

"Hahahaha!!Liang Ping! I didn't expect you to have this day! The old accounts from ten years ago, it's time for us to settle them!"

Thunderstorm squeezed the blood crystal even more frantically, and his strength rose again and again, and finally, it was no longer his opponent to kill, and in the monstrous flames, the fire cloud snake tightly wrapped around the icy wolf.

A hundredfold scorching flame burned the icy wolf to ashes!

The last trace of ice in heaven and earth disappeared without a trace in the flames.

“...... Kill... Kill ......" Kill roared and waved his spear. But his attack didn't hurt the thunderstorm in the slightest.

"Liang Ping, do you remember? Ten years ago, your five hundred brothers died on the land under your feet!"

"Oh, I remember, you said you were going to kill me back then, hehe, I'll be with you at any time, do you remember that place?" Thunderstorm pointed to a cross not far from the square, and laughed even more wildly, like a hellish ghost:

"I'll tie you up and let you see how I killed all your brothers, five hundred, hehe, there was a fifteen-year-old soldier at the time, his heart was torn out by me, and he actually spat at me, so I chopped him into minced meat, this feeling, think about it, I really miss it." ”

Words and sentences, what they do, are not as good as animals!

"Kill!!"

The memories of ten years ago are vivid, the arm holding the gun is sprayed with blood, and behind the killing, everyone seems to have seen the five hundred bloody soldiers and undead, and none of their bodies are intact.

The soul of the dead will never die!

"Hmph, today, I'm going to torture you again!"

Thunderstorm naturally saw the undead after the killing, but today Thunderstorm finally didn't have to cower. Today he is going to "kill" this and completely remove it from the world!

With a wave of the thunderstorm, the raging flames instantly trapped and killed, and the undead soldiers after the killing began to gradually break away and become wandering ghosts, wandering and wailing lonely in the fiery red sky. That's it, ten, hundred...... In just a few breaths, the undead were almost all out of the body of the killing.

When the undead leave the body, kill, and no longer kill.

Seeing this, Lei Yu smiled contentedly. This flame soul extinguishing was specially prepared for killing by Thunderstorm ten years ago, but he didn't have the strength to use it back then. With the Blood Crystal possession today, he will definitely not let go of the killing! At the same time, he will not let go of Fu Cang!

Lei Yu set his eyes on Fu Cang and his party.

Under his command, the Fire Cloud Snake spat out bright red letters, and the snake tail that was as hot as lava swept away, and in an instant, the snake tail swept out a monstrous wall of fire, surging towards Fu Cang and the others.

Another fatal blow!

Fu Cang bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain brought him back to his senses slightly. But he was helpless against the oncoming waves of flames.

Without any hesitation, Fu Cang quickly stopped in front of Nangong Yue, this behavior was completely subconscious, without any purpose, if it had to be said that there was, it was because Fu Cang thought in his heart that as a boy, he must protect girls.

It's just that he doesn't know what kind of spiritual impact his unintentional behavior will bring to the heart of the girl behind him.

"Fu Cang Shaoxia, protect Yue'er!"

Mo Jianjun shouted, he knew that with his own cultivation, he would definitely not be able to stop this wall of fire, but he couldn't take care of it so much. His father had long taught him what responsibility was and what it meant to lead by example.

As the young city lord of Huangtian City, even if there was a sword mountain and a sea of fire in front of him, he couldn't take half a step back! Mo Jianjun gritted his teeth and squeezed the Xuan Qi in the dantian, condensing it into a protective wall, struggling to resist the wall of fire formed by the raging fire.

However, in the face of absolute strength, all stubborn resistance is to no avail.

Protect the wall, break!

Flames surged, and at this moment, everyone seemed to have predicted their death, but at this moment, a familiar and burly figure stood in front of everyone.

“...... Young Master...... Yuenizi ...... "The figure didn't look back, and her hoarse voice was a little crying.

"Uncle Liang......"

The familiar title made Nangong Yue's eyes a little sour.

Killing is no longer killing, but he is no longer the Liang Ping of the past. He struggled against the wall of fire, and his armor melted into molten iron by the flames.

"Girl...... Do you remember Uncle Liang...... Hehe......" He smiled, but his smile was extremely stiff. Ten years, he seems to have forgotten how to laugh.

"Young master... Remember to say hello to the lord of the castle for me......" he said, spreading his hands and letting the flames hit him.

When the wall of fire disappeared, he could no longer be found, and the undead floating in the sky added another spirit.