Chapter Fifty-Four: Mr. Sora

The morning sun rises and sets westward again, the starry sky shifts, and the moonlight migrates.

After three days, the bloody battle lasted for three days, and on the evening of the third day, everyone joined forces to break up the last rock giant, and the boulder flipped over and fell to the ground. Look around, it's devastating. The vines were severed, the remnants of the golden armor were scattered, the river was dry, and Bi Fang was beheaded. The number of apothecasts standing was less than 200.

The tip of the sword in Li Huaibei's palm was missing, the broken sword was full of gaps, and Lu Yatou was weak leaning on his arms, the armor on his body was torn, and his hands trembled slightly. The hikkir crumbled the gourd and sat on the ground bandaging the bleeding calf. Boss Ma crouched to the side, holding an unknown protector who was missing half of his body......

Almost all of the surviving protectors were wounded, and they stood in place with their own support, no one showed the joy of victory on their faces, and all eyes were focused on one direction, the small village. No one has yet set foot in the village, and that is where the crisis is.

Figures flashed in the village, and several figures slowly appeared at the entrance of the village, a total of seven people, men, women and children, and the man holding the cauldron before was among them.

"Why bother?" An old man sighed lightly, his eyes showing unbearability. Listening to the voice, it was the old man who was the first to give a reminder.

"Heavenly Dao!" The boy who looked like a boy snorted coldly, and there was a thick mockery between his eyebrows.

"Let's finish it early." A woman in palace dress took out a silk scarf from her sleeve, and the silk scarf showed a unicorn stepping on the moon, which was lifelike.

"I'd better come, don't get involved in cause and effect." The man holding the cauldron took a step forward, his tone was helpless, the cauldron in his hand disappeared, and the fog on his face slowly dissipated.

Mr. Sora? After Li Yiming saw the person who came, a huge wave was set off in his heart, this man who sprinkled beans into a soldier turned out to be Mr. Kong? Li Yiming is too familiar with his appearance, since Xiao Bai Ze told him that Mr. Kong has the blessing of the Taoist method of "seeing it like a dream", and everyone who has seen it can't remember his appearance, Li Yiming often thinks of each other unconsciously in his heart, especially the thick eyebrows and nose, and the strange smile at the corner of his mouth.

The man in front of him was of medium height, lean in build, with thick eyebrows, bright eyes, a low nose bridge, small sinuses, and a slightly curved mouth with a wicked smile. Except for the slight difference in temperament, the appearance is completely the same, and the Mr. Kong I have seen before is casual, calm, calm and elegant. And at this moment, Mr. Kong's expression is helpless, but he is awe-inspiring, his eyes are deep, but he can clearly feel the hidden tyranny.

"Is it finally there?" The man in Tsing Yi stepped on the lotus flower and slowly ascended, levitating in front of everyone, this man had a unique skill, and he had turned the tide of battle several times in previous battles, and enjoyed considerable prestige among the surviving protectors.

"Why bother?" Mr. Kong took a golden toothpick in his mouth and stepped forward slowly, his pace was steady and restrained, but no matter how he looked at it, he was a fool.

"The matter has come to this point, there is no intention to say more, Lianxin - Liu Yi asks Your Excellency for advice." The lotus flower under the feet of the man in Tsing Yi dispersed, integrated into the body, raised his legs and stepped forward, in the emptiness, every step down, there was a colorful lotus flower blooming on the soles of his feet, with the footsteps leaving, the lotus flower collapsed, but the scattered lotus did not disappear, but turned into a star, around the body.

"Step by step? He is Liu Yi, lotus heart Liu Yi! Some of the apologists shouted, and the low morale was shaken.

"Liu Yi? I said before that this guy likes to be in the limelight, but I didn't expect it to be a holy order. Ukikashi sat on the ground with a strange smile on his face.

"Optimistic about Lu girl." Boss Ma looked back at Li Huaibei, pulled out the big knife in front of him, raised it sideways with one hand, and placed it horizontally in front of him. "I've heard of Lianxin's prestige for a long time, but I didn't expect to be able to join forces to fight before I died."

Boss Ma's voice was not loud, but everyone present had excellent hearing, and many of the protectors were dissatisfied, the Holy Order had already made a move, how could they still raise the morale of others?

"You don't have confidence either?" Liu Yi, who was standing in the air, didn't care, but turned his head to look at Boss Ma.

"How sure are you?" Boss Ma didn't answer the question, but the long knife in his hand shook, as if he was about to get out of his hand.

"Plus you, Sancheng." Liu Yi's body is constantly in shape, stepping on the lotus flower step by step, and the colorful light around him is becoming more and more intense.

"Only three percent? Aren't you quite confident? Ma Boss's body suddenly bulged, his muscles expanded, his muscles bulged, and his thick and sinuous blood vessels slowly wriggled under his skin.

"When have you ever seen me with a knife?" Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly at Mr. Kong, who stopped in the distance, the other party was giving himself time to accumulate strength, but he didn't know if this was respect for the strong or mercy for the dying man.

"I use a knife." A woman in the crowd who had been wearing a cloak suddenly jumped up, and her black cloak exploded in the air, revealing the blood-red armor inside, the armor was covered with scales, the fine runes flickered, and the phosphorescent light of the raised right arm flowed, facing the storm and growing, and in an instant, a right arm was larger than the body, forming a sharp contrast with the petite body.

"Bloody Hand Chira?" Yushan's lazy expression paused, and his body slumped on the ground gradually sat up straight, as if he saw hope.

"Roar!" Boss Ma roared in a low voice, the blood vessels of the whole body exploded, the blood mist spread, the skin and flesh quickly withered, and dissipated together with the skeleton, the long knife in his hand took off his hand, suspended and floated in the air, swallowing the blood mist like a long whale absorbing water, the blade was red, the blood light flowed, and a beam of knife qi rose to the sky, sweeping the sky with monstrous killing intent.

"Domineering and generous? Bloody Hand? They are all Holy Steps, and the three Holy Orders are gathered! Everyone in the crowd was excited, and the willows were bright, originally thinking that there were many auspicious and unlucky, who knew that there were three holy steps hidden in their ranks.

The bloody hand Qianluo in the air grabbed the huge right hand in the air, and the overlord knife that Ma Dafang transformed flew into his hand, and the overlord knife was in his hand, the momentum was combined, the wind around him protruded, and the bloody hand Qianluo rotated in the air, and the bloody armor and blood knife brought up a blood-colored whirlwind, and rushed towards Mr. Kong with a crazy roar.

Lotus heart willow stomp under the feet, a stream of colorful auspicious clouds rise, and then condense and form, impressively a huge seven-color lotus platform, in which seven seven forty-nine lotus hearts crystal clear, slowly rise, around Liu Yi circle, Liu Yi body upside down, swooping down from the sky, streamers, noble and holy.

The smile on Mr. Sora's lips remained the same, but the suppressed tyranny in his eyes slowly dispersed. The right hand stretched out two fingers, gently pinched the golden toothpick that had been holding it, and pulled it outward at will, the toothpick was long from the mouth, and as Mr. Kong pulled and waved it in the air for a week, a golden stick appeared in Mr. Kong's hand. Mr. Kong swept with a golden rod in his hand, and with a seemingly random blow, he was just in the face of the red whirlwind that struck.

"Whoa-" A loud bang shook the sky, and the bloody knives and golden sticks struck, and the sound of the sound dispersed like a tsunami, and the protectors who watched the battle had to use their magical powers to resist.

Li Huaibei held Lu Yatou with one hand, the broken sword was suspended in the air, standing in front of him, without any movement, and the sound of pushing came to the front of him and automatically separated. The duck cedar was still sitting on the ground, and a transparent gourd was formed around its body, covering itself in it, and the sound of the sound hitting the gourd dispersed like smoke and dust. But the eyes of both of them showed concern.

"Old Horse ......" With the whisper of the duck cedar, the blood-colored whirlwind dispersed, and the body of the bloody hand Qianluo flew high like a corpse, and the thick and mutated right hand twisted back irregularly, and the blood-colored broadsword broke apart, turning into a little red light and dissipating in the air.

"Defeated? He's dead? The two holy tiers can't hold up one move when they join forces? One of the people in the crowd muttered to himself.

"Blue Sea Lotus Star-" Liu Yi's ethereal howl came from high in the sky, and forty-nine lotus hearts suddenly dispersed, expanding rapidly as they fell, turning into forty-nine meteors in the blink of an eye, attacking Mr. Kong with the momentum of destroying the world, Liu Yi's figure dissipated at the same time, the heavenly way was forty-nine, and one of the people escaped, Liu Yi had been incarnated in it, charging a fatal blow.

Mr. Kong casually looked up at the meteorite rain, the golden stick in his hand rotated slightly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his left hand and grabbed his neck, the figure gradually dissipated, as if blown away by the wind, when he reappeared, he was already in the meteor shower, lifting the stick, and pushing out - the golden stick extended along the way, turning into a golden burst of light, directly hitting a meteorite. The meteorite shattered, Liu Yi's body was exposed, and a golden stick came out of his body, stringing Liu Yi in the air, and the meteorite rain was disillusioned.

The three holy steps, in exchange for two blows from Mr. Kong, three deaths and no life.

"You guys, are you running?" Mr. Kong, who was suspended in the sky, slowly withdrew his long stick, Liu Yi's body fell from the sky, and Mr. Kong looked down with a flat tone.

The answer to him was nearly 200 rays of light of various colors rising from the sky. This is the protector of the way, the protector of the way, the guardian of the way, and the preaching of the way. There is no other thought under the way of heaven, and the guidance of the way of heaven is where the Tao is, where the destiny of heaven returns, what is the difference between life and death?

Mr. Sora smiled, as modest as ever, and his figure slowly blurred, two, four, eight, sixteen...... The sky is full of Mr. Sky falls, and he meets the protectors who rise up, destroying and decaying, and there is no one to unite them, and the protectors are either disillusioned, or broken, or the head is in a different place, or there is no corpse in death.

Li Huaibei hugged people in one hand and held a sword in one hand, he saw Ma Dafang's broken bones turn into blood mist, and saw the long stick of the duck fir piercing through his chest and shattering. Li Huaibei broke the sword, the sword in his palm was integrated into his body, with his body as a sword, he rushed to a clone of Mr. Kong with Lu Yatou in his arms, the long stick hit his head, the tip of the sword hit the stick, and it shattered in an instant, and at the same time, there was also Lu Yatou in her arms, she was extremely weak and could not bear the pressure brought by the crossing. Li Huaibei's face remained unchanged, his gaze was firm, and the speed of his body rushing forward did not decrease, but he sighed in his heart: It's over......

"Leave one of the five evils and three shortcomings, don't rush to kill them all." Li Huaibei's body rushed forward suddenly imprisoned, turbulent, a back appeared in front of him, short, lean, his right hand was held high, one hand held the smashed gold stick, his left hand hung casually to the side, holding a classic style woven bag in his hand......

Li Huaibei's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

The pitch-black space gradually increased, and Li Yiming was surprised to see a big hand fall from his forehead. The lights were bright, noisy and chaotic, Li Yiming found himself standing in the parking lot before, his body had recovered freely, but after three days of fierce fighting, he suddenly relaxed, and he was quite uncomfortable.

Li Huaibei's body trembled, spurting out a mouthful of blood, Li Yiming subconsciously wanted to step forward, but Li Huaibei stretched out his hand to stop him.

"It's just that the way of heaven is backlashing, and it's not in the way." Li Huaibei showed a unique smile, noble and elegant, but when Li Yiming saw it at the moment, it was the loneliness and loneliness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Is it because of me?" Li Yiming's heart was a little sour.

"If you show something you shouldn't see, you always have to be punished, which is already light." Li Huaibei sat down against the wall, his legs trembled a little, Li Yiming knew that it was far from being as easy as the other party said, he had seen the heavenly punishment caused by Xiao Bai Ze.

"Why help me?"

"Help? If you think too much, I'm just reciprocating. Li Huaibei smiled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, but he didn't light it after trying twice, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Which one is Mr. Sora?" Li Yiming took the lighter and lit a cigarette for Li Huaibei.

"I don't know." Li Huaibei took a deep breath and said lightly. "You have your own path, this road may be a road to heaven, it may be a bridge, but no matter what, you must walk by yourself, no one can help you, including Mr. Kong." Li Huaibei's trembling fingers failed to hold the cigarette, the cigarette fell to the ground, and Li Yiming reached out to help, but was stopped again.

"Show you that, I think you should see, you are now at the fourth order, I was at the fifth order, how much can you comprehend, depending on your own creation, remember, your path is your own way." Li Huaibei said, staggering to his feet, Li Yiming wanted to help, but thinking of the battle scene he saw just now, he stopped hesitantly, he really saw what a protector is, what is pride.

"There will be a date later! Stay alive. Straightening his waist, with elegance, loneliness, calmness, and sadness, the trembling figure disappeared into the darkness, leaving Li Yiming standing in the night wind for a long time.