Chapter Forty-Seven: The Shadow of the Ming River Lonely Cliff Battle

The group walked away, and countless martial arts people followed the general stream to the mountain behind the Lone Star Cliff, but when facing the neatly dressed elite Taoist soldiers, they couldn't help but beat the drums in their hearts.

Fu Tianzi and the others stood on a high place, looking coldly at the bustling crowd, and Ling Zhaokong smiled contemptuously: "Stop!" "For ordinary martial arts people, the two of them look down on them very much.

In the midst of suffering, the three religions have always held the right path and looked down on the common people. The demons and evils are only like the skin mustard, it is difficult to mention, and the real opponents are only the three sects of each other.

There was a stop, and the crowd suddenly faltered. Seeing this, Ling Zhaokong was even more contemptuous, and swept the dust in his hand, and suddenly brought a bright light to the ground.

The behemoth was strong, and the heroes changed color and retreated one after another to avoid it. "Boom", the ground is like a plow, a ravine blocks the front, and the heroes dare not cross the line.

"Fu Tianzi, what do you mean?" The bearded man roared.

"The unbreakable flower is an evil thing, for the sake of your life, do not come close!" Fu Tianzi's aura was awe-inspiring.

"Hahaha, who in the world doesn't know that the one who has the Three Treasures will win the world, and Daomen does this, obviously wanting to dominate the world." Someone in the crowd roared.

"Humph!" Ling Zhaokong raised his eyebrows angrily, pointed to the hundreds of corpses under the cliff and said, "This nonsense is also. This thing was born, and it has no right to kill, if it weren't for the blockade of my Daomen, I don't know if it would harm the living beings. If you want to take flowers, do it yourself! With a wave of his hand, the Dao soldiers separated, and a road directly to the cliff suddenly appeared.

The wind is light, the clouds are light, and at the end of the road, a small pure white flower blooms, and under the moonlight, it exudes a silver-white light, which is extremely holy.

And before the lonely cliff, the corpses were all over the place, no one dared to step forward to converge, and in the wide eyes of the corpse, everyone seemed to be able to see their own reflections.

"Guarding the Sword", "The Thirteen Thieves of Yuwei", "The Race Demon"...... Each of those corpses had a prestigious past, but now they are exposed in the wilderness, and no one is buried.

The mountain wind was whistling, and the drunken people suddenly sobered up, looking at the way that the Taoist soldiers gave way, and the first few people immediately looked at each other.

At the end of the road, there is the Three Treasures of Death, who commanded the world, and at the beginning, it was only others who blocked their future, and they were depressed. Now the road is ahead, but the bones are shocking, and the footsteps can't be moved, maybe ......

"Let me come......" Just when the crowd was dumb, a one-armed man pushed open the human wall.

"Oh, it's you...", Ling Zhaokong looked back in surprise.

"It's me, I can't imagine it, I didn't kill me with a sword at the beginning, and today I ......" The man is the man with the broken arm who returned to the battlefield, and Brother Yan also held a sword behind the man at this time, and looked coldly at the high Lingzhaokong.

"I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense!" If a sword is not dead, it is not his life to die, and he will lose the interest of another sword. "If you want to pick flowers, please!"

The man held back his anger, glanced at Brother Yan, and said to the crowd behind: "This time, the two of us will first inquire about the brothers and let these three sects know that we are also heroes. If you succeed, I hope that the brothers will support you. ”

"Good, good man!"

"Well said, we are also heroes, and there are not only three religions in the world."

The man's words ignited the pride and unwillingness in the hearts of the ambitions, he has been small for too long, and he will be great today.

Fu Tianzi watched everyone roar, and couldn't help laughing in his heart. He and Ling Zhaokong glanced at each other, and they understood what each other was thinking, and their eyes were firmly fixed on the man who was approaching the Lone Star Cliff step by step.

"If you don't succeed, you'll die, and if you succeed, you'll die."

……

The desperate letter carried Ah Wu and fought and left, although the battle was exhausting, the goal was always towards the Lone Star Cliff.

Hidden in the sea of demons, the demon drowning heaven endured the instinct in his heart that almost devoured reason, and his eyes were red, peeking at the unique miracle body.

He didn't dare to strike lightly, he could feel that there was a mortal danger lurking in the crumbling female killing machine in the battle.

The previous amazing knife killed more than ten evil spirits in a row, if he played, he would probably be unharmed.

Since the moment Ah Wu was exposed, the evil spirit rioted and was already out of control, and the power of the demon drowning the sky could only be slightly affected. Demon drowning Tian also relied on this to influence the group of evil spirits to consume the last strength of the love letter, trying to force out her hidden killing moves.

"Ahh Ahh

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it, and the exhausted love letter already feels in a trance, with constant trauma on her body, and her blood has stained her clothes red.

"Can't fall, can't fall." With incomparable obsession, the desperate love letter waved the embroidered blade in his hand again and again.

"Auntie, aunt, don't want your aunt to bleed." Ah Wu on his back couldn't help but sobbed when he looked at the desperate love letter and was almost injured and died, blood spilled in the air.

A little, a drop, tears are like dew after the rain crystal clear, exuding a burst of vitality. Tears fell on the body of the desperate book, and the superb book immediately had a pure power to smooth the reddened wound, the broken and numb meridians also showed signs of recovery, and the weakened body gradually began to reorganize.

In the dark, the love letter feels that the heaven and the earth are so kind, the earth is thick and vibrant, and the twists and turns of the wood are born... Everything revolves around one, and tells oneself about one's thoughts since ancient times. "Auntie, don't let your aunt bleed." And in this silence, as this familiar and immature voice sounded, all things in heaven and earth responded together, radiating their own small strength, and finally converging into round teardrops.

"Is this the power of Ah Wu?" Vitality entered the body, the desperation letter gradually became clear, and the embroidered blade in his hand opened again.

And at the moment when Ah Wu was in tears, the evil spirits were even more riotous. "Mine, that's mine."

Demon drowning Tian was stimulated by this, and his reason could no longer control it: "Baby, mine, everything in the body is mine." ”

Although his reason is gone, the cunning nature of the demon has not diminished in the slightest, and I saw that as soon as his secret spell came out, he provoked the evil spirits to come out together.

It is instinct to fear life and death, and the powerful evil spirits are provoked by the secret curse of the demon drowning, but they have abandoned life and death and went straight to Ah Wu.

Although the desperate book knife is powerful, it is fast in the face of endless life and death, and the evil spirits that come at great speed are also not caught, and the knife net is getting smaller and smaller.

"Huh... Boom... Huh, see how many you can kill! Demon drowning sky laughed wildly.

The head of the evil spirit that could not be killed, although it was only a few breaths, the evil spirit that died under the knife of the desperate letter exceeded several hours before.

"Auntie, I'm so sleepy!" After crying, Ah Wu seemed to be very tired, and fell asleep after only a few words.

Weighing the pros and cons is reason, and the demon who has lost his mind does not care about anything else, even if this sea of evil spirits and demons is the foundation of his own foothold in the realm of destruction, and it is the achievement of his own thousands of years of meticulous karma, for the sake of the miracle body, all the sacrifices are thought to be worthwhile.

"I must get, I must get." Ten miles ahead is the Lone Star Cliff, and the demon drowning sky immediately understands the plan of the desperate love letter. "I won't give up, even if I fight for this life, I want to get this body."

"Kill..."The demon lost half of Tai, and finally let the demon drowning Tian find an opportunity.

"Five turbid evil worlds, six sins are destroyed, the demon waves curse the sea, and engulf Bodhi." In the evil Sanskrit chanting, the incantation on the demon drowning heaven shines brightly, and the endless evil element turns into an evil light wrapped in evil spells.

Ninety moments were a thought, and in just a moment, the demon drowning sky fell in front of Ah Wu.

The desperate book's eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "Finally waiting for you!" ”

As soon as the embroidered blade was mentioned, the infinite sword qi came out vigorously, and the surrounding evil spirits were all wiped out in the sword qi.

The embroidered blade turned over again, and the knife qi was pulled back, turning into a blue sky.

"I thought I would never use this trick. But for the sake of Ah Wu, what is everything? "The masterpiece book looks at the sky and the sword is long, and its own beautiful shadow is reflected on the surface of the river, and countless memories of the past have come to mind.

The person who was dressed in flowing black feathers, chic and dignified, gentle and elegant, the one buried in his heart exuded a faint sour and sweet feeling, the righteous brother who didn't know how to face it.

"Minghe Gongying!" Out of one style, the heavens and the earth are clear, and the long river turns into sword light, straight to the evil light that the demon drowning the sky turns into.

Abandoning his reason, the demon drowning heaven who gambled on himself faced such an earth-shattering extreme skill body and turned into an evil pearl, in a vain attempt to survive the long river of sword qi.

The flesh and blood are stripped away, the body is broken, and the evil element dissipates.

"Aha!" Desperate Love Letter watched the demon drowning sky disappear in wild laughter, and finally exhaled a breath of exhaust air, and the spirit that had been tense for a long time was finally able to relax.

The moment the love letter relaxed, a string of illusory evil spells Sanskrit fell on Ah Wu's forehead in the dissipating evil light, and the evil spell flashed again and disappeared completely.

And just when the desperate love letter issued the peerless "Minghe Shadow", in the distant Yinyi Villa, a dashing and peerless person suddenly stood up, put down the wine cup in his hand, and looked into the distance blankly: "Sister Yi, where have you been all these years?" Are you finally coming back? ”

Looking at the man's infatuation, the beauty playing the piano on the table held down the strings and said gently: "Ya Shao, do you think of her again?" ”

……

The long river of sword qi hung in the air, and everyone on the Lone Star Cliff looked back one after another.

Sirius looked up at the sword light in the distance, and said lightly: "Extraordinary swordman." ”

And the plain white woman beside her also looked into the distance, her eyes turned like stars blinking, very playful: "Ah Xing, I feel a kind atmosphere over there." ”

Fu Tianzi and Ling Zhaokong opened the eyes of heaven together, only to see the sword qi in the distance, and the evil qi was full of the sky, which was clearly a shocking battle.

"Such a knife aura is really unheard of and unseen." Fu Tianzi couldn't help but sigh.

"It's hard to guess what it means that such a strong person chooses to start a war here and now!" Ling Zhaokong said worriedly.

"Haha, what's the fear, the Taoist Lord is coming." Fu Tianzi said with a smile.

"It's not good, the battlefield has shifted, and it's coming to Lone Star Cliff!"

"Battle!"