The arm is being raised to the highest point, and soon, it is about to swing the sword.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, little one, today, you can't stop anything." The sword spirit's voice reappeared in her consciousness.

"Heaven, punishment!"

With Shen Zhiyue's shout, the waves fell directly.

The three fan-shaped sword qi were directly combined into a circle, shining with light, and with the momentum of thunder, they smashed towards everyone.

It's too late! Shen Zhiyue opened his eyes suddenly, bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing on the body of the Chasing Wave Sword, and the light of the Chasing Wave flashed.

It was now, Shen Zhiyue gained the ability to control her body for a moment, she did not hesitate to reverse the sword, submerged into her abdomen, and with the power of chasing waves, she put her hands together and released an air sword, directly attacking the Heavenly Punishment Sword Qi!

"Reverse Sword? How would you? "The sword spirit is shocked!

Shen Zhiyue was falling to the ground quickly, and the sword spirit controlled Shen Zhiyue's almost suicidal movements, allowing her to stand on the ground well, Shen Zhiyue watched him raise his hand and pull out the waves that had infested his abdomen.

Shen Zhiyue smiled, very happy, "No one can control me, and neither can you!" ”

That qi sword couldn't reduce the attack power of the large sword qi, but it only changed the trajectory of the sword qi in an instant, making it slightly off.

In the distance, mushroom clouds gradually rose, and the corpses of countless monks were smashed into the air and gradually fell.

This is almost the biggest catastrophe in the city of this domain field monk sect, a sword that could have killed all people, Rao is Shen Zhiyue let the heavenly punishment change the trajectory at the last moment, and at most two percent of the people can survive.

At this time, Chalang had returned to its original appearance, and Shen Zhiyue could once again control his body.

She was clutching her abdomen, and the blood kept flowing out, which was a very serious injury, and the slightest carelessness would kill her.

Shen Zhiyue's eyes became more and more blurred, she staggered forward, there seemed to be something black in front of her, Shen Zhiyue breathed heavily, the pain at the moment had not completely come up, she used the waves as a crutch, and walked step by step towards the deepest part of the sin swamp.

Let her be a demon who slaughters thousands of people, she doesn't do it, even if she dies, she will die worthily, for example, take away this terrifying sword together.

Shen Zhiyue no longer knew how much blood he had shed, but he felt that he was getting colder and colder.

She walked through the black fog and took a few more steps, she sat down on her knees, and looked down at her hands and clothes that were completely red with blood, and her mind began to go wood.

She and the red panda were amused, eating together, going to Huanxing to read books together, and robbing other monks who accidentally came to this domain, and throwing them back into the crack.

In those decades, it seemed very light-hearted, why couldn't I figure it out and take a look?

If you look at it, your life will be gone.

She had thought a lot about how she would go to the end of the world with a sword, slashing demons with a long sword, finding the old master, knowing her life experience, and finding her relatives.

This is what she Shen Zhiyue should look like, now? What is it?

Calculations, all calculations, even a sword counts against me.

Originally, she thought that she had Chalang, and she was expected to recover her domain power, so she told it everything, and she regarded Chalang as a close friend, as the other half of the monk, warrior, and sword.