The wind was blowing, and the golden and blue thunder and lightning were fighting in the air, and when the prince heard Emperor Zhaoyuan's words, somehow, there was a light in his eyes that seemed to be smiling.

"A cat is such a thing...... Like Your Majesty, I like it very much. ”

He sighed, his five fingers flew over, and the spell was quickly drawn out from his hand, and the red line pinched was like a silk string tightening, and the cold light was rippling, and suddenly, there was a hot and shining light flow, which went up the red line upstream

Su Mu shouted angrily, and there was subtle pain in his voice-

"You, how dare you pump my luck back?"

The violent blue light was blazing, the red line flickered in the waves of magic, the two of them each held one end, and the incantation between their fingers was magnificent, and the red line was tense and flying for a while, like a dragon soaring in the clouds, and the other would reverberate in Manshu, like a heavenly girl's song, between a pull and a pull, but it was a scheming contest

Between the raging winds, the crisp laughter of the unpretentious son was like a jewel, but the words were still so arrogant and vicious-

"The cycle of heavenly principles, cause and effect come out of the self - you can wantonly regard human life as ants, absorb Komori's lifespan and turn it into dragon energy, why can't I go against the grain?"

The cold and arrogant tone, although it is smiling, does not contain the slightest emotion.

Just like she always does.

Just like many years ago, before she knelt at the mountain gate, she pulled out a knife and splashed blood, and self-harmed to make her mind clear.

It's so cruel and unforgiving.

The frenzied light rune spell flickered in the air, and Su Mu's eyes were cold and angry, allowing the frost and thunder and lightning to attack him, but he just raised his eyes and looked deeply, staring at the white-clothed figure on the other side of the air-

Even if his life is in danger, even if it is the end of life and death, he still can't forget this figure.

It's fate, isn't it?

Even in the heat of battle, he still wanted to laugh bitterly.

The red line churned, slashing several times, and he felt that his mana was like a river flowing into the sea, and it was rapidly draining. And Xiao Sen, who appeared in mid-air, gradually turned ruddy, and his whole temperament began to become dignified and resolute, majestic and noble.

This is the luck of the dragon back on him, even the barbarian king, has his natural deterrence.

You...... Do you really want to put me to death?

Even though the true essence of the spell was almost exhausted, even if he was resentful and bitter in his heart, Su Mu's extreme and cruel eyes shone with a stronger light, as if a fierce beast had been injured, adding to the danger

I...... It will never give you what you want

As soon as his mind moved, he pulled the red thread tightly with one hand, and the other hand turned into a blue giant sword, which slashed towards the head of the Wuyi Prince

The other hand of the prince also conjured up a light gold thin sword, and the sword with one hand was like a light slash of flowing water, as ethereal as a cloud of smoke.

The blue giant sword turned into countless ice crystals and fell casually.

Su Mu's face turned pale, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of colorless blood, which was transformed by the essence of his heart.

At this moment, it was hit hard.

"Sure enough...... It's a swordsmanship that I will."

The victory and defeat have been divided, and there is silence between heaven and earth.

A sigh of anger came from the mouth of Ning Fei, who was unable to stand up and half supported to get up, and abruptly broke this stalemate

Ning Fei shouted, paused

When his heart shook, a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat again, but he didn't care about it, just looked straight at the three figures in the air, their clothes fluttering.

Although he had already heard what Su Mu had said, at this moment, he really realized that the little junior sister who had an incomparable talent for swords, the girl he loved in his heart, had become the evil sect master in front of him who had killed countless people

"Why...... Are you going to go down such a path? ”

He asked bitterly, the wind blowing coldly, as if laughing at his wishful thinking.

...... under the Yijian Sect again?

Emperor Zhaoyuan heard this sentence in mid-air, and he couldn't help but glance at the person beside him - the mysterious face was covered by a mirage mask, and under the black hair like night light, a little fine porcelain-like skin was slightly exposed, what kind of person is this mysterious and grotesque national teacher in the legend?

Fail...... Such an embarrassing failure.

The wind blew coldly in his ears, and Su Mu stumbled under his feet, almost falling from the air.

"Give up, you should know that I was good at swordsmanship before, even if I was unfamiliar for many years, but it is not something you can defeat."

The young man stared at him, but he didn't hurt the killer, and his cold jade-like ink eyes were dyed with warmth.

"Because of the relationship between each other's masters, we are also half of the same sect, I advise you, it is better to stop in time, let me ascend to the throne of the Lord of the Heavenly Gate, is it really difficult for you to accept?"

Su Mu glared at him coldly, and on his peerless handsome face, there was a look more fanatical than hatred-

"That throne is not worth mentioning to me at all, all I care about, from beginning to end, is only you"

The earth-shattering declaration echoed in the clouds.

Emperor Zhaoyuan listened on the side, and the blue tendons on his forehead twitched twice, but he still didn't interject.

"I'm not interested in you"

Emperor Zhaoyuan got very close, and clearly saw that the corners of the lips of the prince were tightly pursed and sighed

Su Mu stared at him quietly, staring at the two people who were extremely close, only to feel that the wind in his ears was also laughing at him, as if there were invisible thorns piercing his heart, jumping and jumping, making people lose their minds.

He sneered, raised his head slightly, and smiled so proudly and gracefully, it was extremely dazzling-

"It's okay, I'm interested in you - my master said that when you see someone you like, you have to start first, and after a long time, it's yours"

The straightforward and fiery tone, directly expressing the resoluteness and possessiveness, the son of Wu Fei snorted coldly, "wishful thinking"

She was cold on the surface, but she secretly scolded in her heart: What kind of fallacies and heresies did your old woman teach you, did she rely on this method to trap my old man?

"The answer is the same as before"

Su Mu sneered unruly, and suddenly the snow-colored long sleeves were lightly vibrate, and half of the splendid banner stretched out in the air.

Su Mu opened his mouth, aimed at the flag, and spewed out a mouthful of colorless blood.

"You stop, it's crazy"

The Childe suddenly rebuked angrily.

The blood in the heart of the sorcerer, colorless and unblemished, is the source of cultivation, he is so brutal

Dry, I don't even care about my own life

Su Mu stared at her, but turned a deaf ear to her words, and another mouthful of colorless blood spurted up.

The brilliant and treacherous light runes on the flag began to leap into the air, and the Xuanyuan Banner stood tall in the air, exuding a power and evil intent, but it was even more than ten times stronger than the momentum of Fang Cai

Now it's in trouble

Even the Childe of the Monkey feels extremely tricky at this time

"This is the last bet I have bet on you, can you still take it?"

Su Mu's voice was calm and crazy with a desperate look.

More to, address (to be continued)