One hundred and thirty-one chapters, sad at a glance
Tian Bei froze and muttered, "This is also my last word."
Tian Bei's voice was very faint, so light that he couldn't seem to hear it, but Tiemu heard it.
Tie Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Xiao Bing, who was still unconscious, "He is Xiao Bing?"
Tian Bei smiled, "Yes"
Silence filled the air, and Tiemu looked at Xiao Bing suspiciously.
Tian Bei's face turned even paler, he felt that he was dying, somehow he felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, and then he felt funny that he had this feeling, he closed his eyes, he felt too tired.
Syllable...
Tian Bei felt that his face was pumped, it was very cold and vaguely bone-blowing, which made people have to wake up.
Tiemu's eyes looked at Tian Bei with coldness through the mask.
"Sorry, I'm not interested, you can figure it out yourself"
Tian Bei was stunned, and then he saw Tiemu stand up and leave without looking back.
Tian Bei was anxious, "Why? You should be a good person."
Tiemu didn't look back, but his voice came over, "I don't think you're dead, you are not dead, solve it yourself, I'm annoying"
Tian Bei watched Tiemu's figure disappear, he looked back at Xiao Bing who was unconscious, and smiled bitterly, "Damn, you still have to bear the trouble yourself." ”
There were a few more gusts of wind from the shock waves of the fight.
Tian Bei looked at his rotten lower body, feeling desperate and feeling indifferent. He was very tired and pale, he knew that he would definitely die, but he couldn't die now, at least he had to persevere until someone could save Xiao Bing.
His eyes hardened, but when he saw the distance, he turned into more complete despair as quickly as he could.
Ning He and the two bastards in Bai Cheng fought over.
Tian Bei froze there, chilling all over, his body began to tremble, and for a moment he was unwilling, angry, and his heart was full of tears, and he shed tears with laughter, which was a laugh mocking life and death.
He cursed
"You bastards, you should be thundering... Don't give people a way to live..."
He struggled to climb two steps, and accidentally found Xiao Bing's sword, buried in the dirt, leaking a hilt, and he grabbed Xiao Bing's sword.
Trying to prop up his body with his sword, he looked fiercely at Bai Cheng and Ning He, who were getting closer and closer.
Closer, they are closer...
The strength of the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and Tian Bei felt a little unstable.
Tian Bei swore to throw the sword out and kill them as soon as he had the opportunity, his idea was very simple, but he was unwilling to vent his unwillingness to do anything else at this moment.
Bai Cheng rolled up a huge dragon again, and smashed it fiercely at Ning He, Ning He, a few dodged and dodged, and returned the salute with a sword, and a cloud of dust rolled in the distance, and it was not cut.
Closer, two swords collided together.
Tian Bei threw the sword out with all his might, and he fell to the ground himself, and he couldn't get up again for that moment.
The sword swirled in the air and fell towards the two, neither of them paying attention, but retreating, both avoiding the sword that had no power.
But the unexpected happened, and as the sword came closest to them, it emitted a powerful majesty, and a cold and heavy feeling quickly took over the entire world.
Then Ning He and Bai Cheng felt that they couldn't move for a moment, as if they were frozen, and the sword floated in the air and began to absorb their spiritual power.
The faces of the two people were difficult to look at at once, the Spirit Slashing Sword, damn it, how could it be the legendary Spirit Slaying Sword.
The sword of slashing spirits is the sword of mortals, and it has become a sword of killing and repairing, this sword will devour the spiritual power of monks all the time, so monks can't use this kind of sword, because it will be sucked dry, but mortals can use it, mortals who have a sword of slashing spirits are very terrible for monks, this sword can cut off spiritual power, and naturally theoretically can cut off all spells and formations.
This kind of sword can allow mortals to have the same lifespan as monks, provided that if you kill a monk and kill a monk, the spiritual power of this monk will be attributed to the sword, and the lifespan will be attributed to that mortal.
There used to be a lot of spirit slashing swords in this world, but they were destroyed by the monks, and I don't know how many people died in the big battle that year, and even the forging of the spirit slashing sword was lost.
It was also because of the great war that year, and mortals didn't think that the monks were so good, and they all said that if I had a slaying spirit, you would be a pig and a dog.
To be exact, before the Great War, monks and demons were the same in the eyes of mortals.
Bai Cheng and Ning He looked at the direction where the sword came at the same time.
On the messy earth, a young man who had lost half of his body fell to the ground, apparently this was a man who did not live long, and behind this man there was another person, who seemed to be asleep, leaning against a boulder.
At this moment, Bai Cheng and Ning He both looked at the one who was asleep.
As if everyone was expecting it, Xiao Bing opened his eyes, his eyes were blue, and the whole world seemed to be squeezed at that moment.
Bai Cheng Ning He vomited blood for a moment, Bai Cheng didn't say a word, his fingers moved, his whole body struggled instantly, and countless wounds appeared on his body in an instant, and he fled bloody after a while.
Xiao Bing looked at Tian Bei, and Tian Bei was instantly frozen into ice.
Then Xiao Bing closed his eyes.
The majesty that squeezed the world disappeared in an instant.
Ning He fell to the ground, he looked at Xiao Bing, who was unconscious again, and the shock of that moment made him unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
Lightning flashes in the sky...
The wind is blowing...
The whole world seemed to be empty for a moment...
In the distance is the screams of the rotten face, very miserable and stubborn...
Lao Jiu suddenly appeared from the other side of the messy woods, and behind him there was a cook and a big mouth.
Temu reported that they saved people... It is said that there is a male disciple who insists on immortality, guarding Xiao Bing...
......
Xiao Bing had a dream, Du Baisu was saying goodbye to him, and he turned into stone, unable to speak, unable to move, unable to stay, could only watch her go...
When Xiao Bing was unconscious, tears kept flowing.