Chapter 312: Dawn Falls

"Demon Lord, it seems that the Rear Lord can't support it."

Qianling's voice came from the jade talisman, and Ye Ranbai's right hand tightened, and he actually crushed the jade talisman directly!

Without even a word of arrangement, Ye Ranbai's figure disappeared into the night.

Tu Ming was chatting, and in a blink of an eye, he was gone, he was really stunned for a moment, threw away the wine glass, and glanced at the night, which had not yet dawned.

"Another lie!"

After saying that, he also followed.

Without Ye Ranbai in his way, no one could stop him, even Hua Duoyu also let people leave.

Fang Tian did not immediately follow the two, first set his eyes on Hua Duoyu, the corners of the latter's mouth were still gentle,

"Don't worry, the Daomen people are here, and they will be treated kindly."

Leaving the Daomen in the Demon Palace Realm?

Fang Tian was not satisfied, he stayed here, but he didn't let the people of the Demon Palace treat the Daomen well.

Without much explanation, Fang Tian absorbed the experience and lessons, and directly transmitted the message to his disciples: "Follow the old way." ”

The demon law has been broken, and Fang Tian no longer dares to gamble on the reputation of the Demon Palace, who let the demon lord tear the contract with his own hands in the middle of the night!

……

The moon stars are scarce.

The silver moonlight seemed to have a special preference for the blue-clothed man sitting in mid-air, guarded by thousands of cold swords.

He closed his eyes and saw no emotion, whether it was provocation or conversation, he was extraordinarily calm from beginning to end. But the people who had experienced the fight could no longer look at him calmly, and the sword idiot ...... As if he had never moved, it condensed into a sword that would not be broken, as if it could not be supported at any time, and it could burst out with amazing power at any time.

"His kendo has changed."

The Hualong Dao man who had seen the sword idiot shoot flicked away the blood stains on the second dragon head on the pirated trident.

"Tick!"

The blood that had been bounced away dripped onto the unclaimed Baiyun knife on the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

One foot stepped on the Baiyun Knife and covered the drop of blood.

"No matter how good he is, he is still human." If you are human, you have a limit.

The clear woman's voice sounded, and Hualong Dao looked at the Moyu Fairy who had even cut off half of the dust.

"I really appreciate him, if there are more people like sword idiots in this Jianghu, maybe it will be very different." Hualong Daoist said, and couldn't help but have a look of yearning in his eyes.

When the Moyu Fairy heard this, she also carefully looked at the mountains and rivers sitting in mid-air.

The snowshattered sword floated in front of him, and the moonlight refracted through the blade to the ground, and happened to fall in the center of the shadow he cast on the ground, revealing a bright white sword silhouette in the black shadow.

This is a person who cultivates the sword to the heart.

"Ben Dao can't bear it, if he doesn't stand with the Demon Palace, Ben Dao is willing to save his life."

Hualong Dao people felt that this was somewhat familiar, and not long ago, he also said something similar.

It turns out that everyone likes this kind of person, but it's a pity that ......

"The huge rivers and lakes are really difficult to melt into a pure person...... No, a powerful fool. "Hualong Dao people don't know if they are lamenting the mountains and rivers, or if they are talking about something else.

"It can't be delayed any longer, before dawn, the formation must be broken!"

Someone spoke, breaking the rare calm.

One by one, the distracted monks settled down and stood up, picked up their weapons and equipment, and broke through the sword formation in one fell swoop.

Although the disciples below could not compete with the power of the sword idiot, they also raised their weapons one after another and aimed them at the people of the Demon Palace who were surrounding in front of the sword array.

This is the final battle to break the luck.

When dawn falls, it all comes to an end.

From a distance, it looks like a crippled Tai Chi, and the middle point is divided by black lines, blocking the crowd out of the line and preventing them from entering the isolated Pure Land.

It was clear that the decisive battle was about to start, but it was as quiet as a picture, except for the smell of blood on the ground wafting between the wings of the nose, there was nothing to prove the ferocity of this night.

The moment Ye Ranbai stepped into the boundary monument, he saw the person sitting alone in the air, pointed at by thousands of swords.

The latter was also the first to notice her arrival, and his eyes looked at each other as if he had been frozen for ten thousand years......