Nalan also showed a sinister smile on his face, it was too perfect, too exciting, the whole south, a Jianghu alliance gathered by various sects in the south, was crippled by him alone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "The Southern Barbarian is nothing more than that!" he sneered, recalling that he had taken advantage of Long Aotian's eagerness for quick success, and set this huge trap step by step, although it was only a day or two before and after, but it was so perfect, almost one by one, more than 100 southern warriors and knights were brought to justice, such a plan, such a merit was enough for him to revel for a while, thinking about the Blood Yang City after such a shock, how could there be any more will to dare to resist? As long as the "Prohibition of Martial Arts" is successfully implemented in such a bloody city, then some impersonal decrees in the future can also be implemented, as long as the people in some places in the south are thoroughly cultivated into "slaves", and the "servile energy" naturally generated in their bodies is used to replenish themselves, and the strong family masters, the Nalan family "harvests the imperial power" and replaces Harlan, and then the time to restore the evil dark royal power is near.

What a perfect plan, the foundation of it all, the first step in this vast plan, is about to be accomplished.

However, at the moment when he smiled triumphantly, a pitch-black lightning bolt descended on the head of the beacon city, and slashed down viciously, like a judgment.

Nalan was stunned, and only after a second did he shake his head self-deprecatingly and comfortably: "It seems that there really is no perfect thing in this world. He said to himself, his tone light.

He chose this Northern Wilderness man, who was originally called the Luma Shijia, and cultivated him into a warrior with the word "Feng" in the Beacon City, not on a whim, or to look at this person pleasing to the eye, but to see his terrifying realm of the distraction period.

The four new generals of the Nalan family are all strong figures in the realm of distraction, and they are not well-known in the rivers and lakes, but they have become a dark blade to restrain other forces in the north. Don't underestimate this distraction period, in today's world, five years have just passed since the change of heaven, monks have just been transformed into warriors, the world's divine skills have become an overall landslide, and the gap in the strength of each realm is almost infinitely widened, so in today's world, a distraction master is basically walking sideways on the rivers and lakes.

Nalan didn't panic at all, and watched with a smile as the lightning that cracked the sky slashed down. It was a man, a little kid using the art of drawing a knife -- a child in his mind.

Immediately, however, his smile froze directly on his face.

In the black lightning, a blood-colored moon-killing light erupted, and the arc composed of that light was too tragic, too arrogant, too aggressive, and too domineering. The light burst out of a long, black scabbard, swirling in the air into an almost closed circle, and—

The beacon fire suddenly jumped up, as if someone had pulled a grenade under his buttocks, he rose into the air, flew backwards and turned a somersault, the fat arm erupted with a transparent fierce wind pressure, every muscle on the arm suddenly tightened, and then suddenly relaxed, a handful of dark iron wood, heavy as a battering ram, hard as steel Taishi chair was smashed out with the movement of his arm, the sound of the wind pressure showed that it was enough to smash open the gate of a small city.

However, the chair was turned into two neat pieces in the blinding blood light, and with it was a soldier who stood up to protect the beacon city, and the fine chain mail and the heavy realm of the body could not protect him from death in the blood light.

The Golden Knife Gate is famous for its sword drawing technique and killing the moon

Silver Dust, standing tall on the roof of the tower, squinted slightly, and in the silver pupils, the blizzard raged even more. He saw it, and he understood it, that move to kill the moon was actually a housekeeping skill for worshipping the prison, and in some battles in the Red Blood Secret Realm, Yinchen had seen that light that could open the mountain several times.

Thinking of this, Yinchen's hand subconsciously clenched, only this time, his hand was not empty, and a flame condensed like an entity appeared in his palm.

Light splits fire and water, the power of light transforms into flames, and the power of flames condenses into battle axes. It was a small and delicate axe, small, but heavy, and it was absolutely fatal to throw something like a hidden weapon and land on the enemy's head.

Silverdust had never seen a harder skull than this axe.

He quickly picked up his right hand and gently pushed the axe out, and the axe erupted with a circle of light, which was a sign of successful casting, and from that moment on, the axe was propelled forward by the power of magic, and there was no need for Silver Dust's arm to provide muzzle velocity.

The axe turned into a golden-red streamer, shining in the night sky, and then smashed down heavily, its trajectory was a standard parabola, which seemed to conform to the laws of physics, but the power of its smashing was not the power of such a small axe.

"The True Sun has fallen. Silver Dust said softly.

A large cloud of red mist erupted from the axe, and then a sun burst in mid-air, enveloping the axe and falling with a bang. The goal is just to land for a second, and there is no time to swing a move and a beacon city.

Nalan made a mistake in his steps, and his whole person flashed thirty steps away like an afterimage. His eyes were filled with disbelief. "Defeated. He whispered, "Pretending to be a ghost leads to impermanence, the man on the roof...... Could it be that the master of the ten major sects is not successful?" A fine bead of sweat appeared in his palm, and the scrolls in his hand became crumpled, and he didn't know if the hidden weapon hidden inside could be launched.

Nalan is a distracted realm of warriors, not necessarily much more powerful than the beacon city, but he has been well-informed since he was a child, and he has seen a lot of magic skills in the south and the north, and his eyesight is by no means comparable to leisure, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the person on the top of the archway was unfathomable.

This side of the beacon city has just avoided Lu Qingyun's shocking knife, shocked and angry, not very bright mind is full of murderous violent emotions, suddenly felt a burst of heat on the top of the head, looked up, and was so frightened that the three souls came out of the body, only to see a sun smashed straight towards the door, and quickly rolled on the spot, I don't know how many dirty things rolled on the robe, but at this time I couldn't care about it at all.

The tomahawk landed, the red sun rose, and the huge explosion made Lu Qingyun avoid it from a distance. There was a loud roar, the heat hit people, the wooden tables and chairs in the courtyard and even the robes of the guests began to burn, and for a while there were wails and exclamations, not only the surrounded troupe, but even the guests who were ready to watch the play felt a sense of despair like a catastrophe. The soldiers who had been guarding the city before had already turned into charred shards and scattered in all directions.

Lu Qingyun stabilized his body in the storm, and with a wave of his hand, he cut off the head of a northerner soldier nearby, and at the same time, many spears stabbed around him, he held the knife in both hands, and his two long legs jumped flexibly, and he actually dodged all the stabs with a fantasy dance step similar to Samba, and the long knife in his hand flashed from time to time, and a blood fountain spewed out straight into the night sky.

He got up and saw Zhao Yuguo standing beside him tremblingly, holding his big sword in his hand, trembling all over, looking completely lost his soul. At this moment, there is leisure to care about him, slashing his hand and snatching his weapon, roaring, booming and bursting the vitality of the whole body, stirring up a chain of chainsaw-sharp winds, like a chariot rumbling towards Lu Qingyun, who was fighting with people in the distance.

At this moment, Lu Qingyun fell into a bitter battle, he was directly forced into the corner of the archway by the two qi masters, he brandished a long knife and slashed at the two of them, not to mention their chain mail, even their body protection Gangfeng did not break, one of them made the spearman raise his hand and stab, Lu Qingyun was shot in the center before he even reacted, his pupils were dilated on the spot, thinking that he was just dead? But when he looked down, the sharp tip of the spear was actually blocked by a film of light that didn't know when it existed, and there was no way to pierce his body at all. At this moment, not only him, but even the two Qi Transformation Masters were directly stunned, because none of the three of them knew how such a thin eggshell-like thing could block the full force of a Qi Transformation Master's blow.

On the tip of the spear of the qi master, a circle of cyan thunder had already erupted, and bursts of huge and solemn thunder sounded loudly, but it couldn't reach Lu Qingyun's ears at all, he couldn't hear the thunder at this time, and he couldn't even hear the roar of the qi master, and he couldn't feel the man's wind and killing intent, he was completely unaffected by the qi master, as if between him and him, because of a membrane-like barrier, they were isolated in two different worlds.

Lu Qingyun remembered, before he set off, he was gently touched by the back of his neck by Yinchen, and now that he thinks about it, the silver-haired brother obviously has "ulterior motives". Lu Qingyun's eyes recondensed, becoming sharper than ever, like an invisible blade, he urged the vitality of his whole body, simply and neatly gave up the defense, and slashed away like crazy.

"Master, I cut you Tartars!" The blood-colored sword suddenly turned into countless laser-like slash marks, colliding with the invisible gas barrier in the air and creating a large number of sparks. He didn't care about the flames that were rushing towards him at the moment.

"Stinky boy! "Bring it up!" Beacon let out a roar like a porcupine, and as he charged, he drew his two-handed greatsword, which was not a giant sword with a very wide blade, but a giant wave sword with a very thin blade and a rippled shape.

He threw away the scabbard and charged forward, but he would never rush in front of Lu Qingyun.

Silver Dust leaped down from the high roof, and his every movement revealed an indescribable nobility. Even the act of jumping off a building is full of grace. His black figure melted into the black night in an instant, as if death had hidden his whereabouts.

He fluttered gently like the nobles of the night, his slender and vigorous body feathers, and he fell very slowly, because the arcane slow fall had solidified in the body, like breathing, as natural as the flow of blood, as long as he fell from a high place, he spontaneously fell in a state of arcane slow fall, just as he solidified in the body of the [awakening of all things].

His form was ethereal like a nightmare, and his right hand silently converged with flashes. He spun in circles in the air, facing the wide back of the Beacon City, his expression cold and indifferent, and he gently and silently blasted a straight punch.

At that very moment, heaven and earth were illuminated, torn, dissolved, and separated into countless disconnected pieces. The one-meter-diameter pillar of light erupted silently like the bombardment of a cannon, almost engulfing the beacon city.

The fat body of the beacon city was like a projectile erupting from a mortar cannon, brutally crushing a qi master in front of Lu Qingyun into pieces, and then the whole person was embedded in the tower in the southwest corner, and the wooden stage was opened out of a wide road, the road was lined with twisted and broken planks, and at the end of the road was the ruins splashed with blood and rubble.

It wasn't until the beacon rushed into the brick and stone archway that a shocking explosion sounded, and most of the people in the small courtyard turned back in horror to see a dark god of death, slowly descending from mid-air.

His slow descent was in itself a cardiac arrest deterrent.

The black robe faded, but under the cloak of the robe was not the night robe prepared by the Shenhai Sect for everyone, but a white Gabroyle sacrificial robe, the white robe symbolized the power of the Holy Order, and the power of light symbolized by the sacrifice. Although the hood of the white robe still obscured his face, the momentum exuded from his posture alone was enough to make the enemy's face solemn.

The beacon city crawled out of the ruins, he no longer roared angrily and stupidly, and few of those who could practice divine skills to the realm of distraction were truly fools.

He was covered in blood, but his movements were nimble, and it was obvious that the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist had not caused him enough damage. Silver Dust's right hand clenched and released, he had promised Thor to use this move more, but judging from the effect, it was not a good idea to use the Heaven and Earth Splitting God Fist indiscriminately - if he really used it properly, he would be able to achieve the wish of the Jianghu Alliance just now.

Beacon City walked past Lu Qingyun and never looked at him again, as if the kid who almost split him with a knife no longer existed. Lu Qingyun ignored him, because at this time he was facing more Qi Transformation Masters.

Beacon Flame walked to the middle of the courtyard, bypassing a pile of burning splintered wooden slats, which had once been a wooden stage.

The firelight flickered, but for some reason it rained sporadically in the sky. A cruel smile appeared on the ugly face of the Beacon City, and he knew that the time had come for him to really make a difference. He is not the real beacon city, the real person is named Nalan Exhaustion, he is a stand-in, as a target of flesh fat whose appearance is ridiculed, his usefulness is his personal combat effectiveness, that is, the "Langsu" sword in his hand. (To be continued.) )