What kind of broken reason is this? How can a man with flesh and blood, affection, and righteousness leave like this?

Since his own brother can stick a knife in both sides, why can't he stay and fight to the end? What's more, it's two against one. Although looking at the illusory world around him, the mental power to kill the nine heavens is indeed second to none, but he is not so weak. Besides, he has been fighting and killing, and the sea of blood has become a sky, and it is not that he has not died.

Thinking of this, he raised the corners of his mouth, laughed at himself, and said to Changqing behind him: "You were originally the prince of the Fudi Kingdom, and the sword of the Emperor of the People was pulled out of the Kunlun Sword by this demon, the heavens and the earth collapsed, and the human race was miserable. Your father's relatives still don't know whether they are alive or dead. And I, at least, can be sure that my father is safe. If you don't fight side by side, what are brothers?"

Fang Changqing shot the arrow. Although it is menacing, it is not strong enough. Killing Jiutian raised his head fiercely and almost wiped his face. It exploded behind him, releasing high heat, but unscathed him.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, if you don't leave, give Lao Tzu a start!"

At this critical moment, he still did not forget to boast of Lao Tzu and stabbed and provoked Fuyao.

"So much nonsense! You rest on the sidelines and watch me duel. Just now, your flying arrow is like taking off your pants and farting. ”

Fuyao's voice fell, and he kicked his leg violently, like a flying arrow from the string, and rose into the air. The body flipped in the air for two weeks, and the golden halberd of the wind and clouds was raised, and the two legs were lined up.

The dazzling golden light, like a swimming snake, surrounded by the golden halberd, suddenly lit up the sky.

Changqing looked up, his eyes widened, his brows loosened, and he was dumbfounded. Seeing that Fuyao was like a flying leopard, roaring and chirping, he slashed towards the Nine Heavens suspended in mid-air.

"Be careful!"

Except for a word of caution, Changqing knew that he couldn't make trouble for Fuyao. Although he has a Fire Clan artifact in his hand, he has never attained the Tao of using the Jiangshan Shooting Moon Bow. You can't use the artifact in your hand to the extreme. Taking 10,000 steps back, he knew very well that his cultivation was far below Fuyao.

"Die!"

Killing Nine Heavens, a divine sword suddenly appeared in his hand.

"The Sword of the Nine Heavenly Emperors, Fu-Shake, Little-Heart-"

In the midst of his eyes, a sword burned. Seeing that sword qi, the black and white true qi vibrated in the sword.

Rumble-----

Boom-----

The sword halberd collided, and suddenly, a dazzling white light was released. The white light flooded the world around it.

The golden halberd in Fuyao's hand made a piercing metallic roar and shook violently. The sword and the sword are shining. He was sweating profusely and his muscles were full of muscles. A strong scorching energy, like a strong wind blowing across his face, almost burned. He was finally shaken to the ground. A mouthful of blood burst out of his mouth.

"Fuyao!" Changqing picked up Fuyao who was vomiting blood, "How are you?"

"I can't die!" he pushed Changqing away, stood up slowly, and put his hands on the Fengyun Golden Halberd.

Sou---

A sword aura sliced through the sky and tore through the air. Flying towards Fuyao and Changqing.

Rumble----

Snap, snap, two sounds, and both of them fell to their knees at the same time. The muscles and veins of the body are broken.

"You're too weak! You're not qualified to fight me. ”

Sou---

With a metallic roar and a vibrating sound, Kill Jiutian put away the sword in his hand.

"You, how are you?" Changqing clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I can't die, but I'm weak. ”

"The sword in his hand is very powerful. If this continues, we will surely die. ”

Smack, smack, smack.

Between the blood-red sky, a hole suddenly opened, and a white fluorescence shot out from between the blood clouds. In an instant, it ignited this illusory space-time improvised by the mind.

Rumble---

The Nine Heavens Human Emperor Sword in the hand of Killing Nine Heavens trembled violently in the scabbard, emitting sword qi. There are signs of disobedience.

"He's finally here!"

Kill Nine Heavens and hold down the divine sword in the scabbard. Raise your head and look at the time and space where the canopy of heaven is cracked.

A glowing white Pegasus, fluttering its wings and neighing, its voice thunderous. Above the horse, there is a familiar figure. He was heroic, his white clothes were fluttering, his silver hair was flying, and his face was peaceful. Blue pupils, sword eyebrows raised.

"Human Emperor?" Fu Yao shouted, and then spat out another mouthful of blood.

"You're finally here. Today, either you die or I forget!" Kill Nine Heavens roared.