The hidden weapon is like a star, and the arrows are like rain, which are arrows shot from a strong crossbow, and the arrows are smeared with the poison that seals the throat with blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info not to mention ordinary people, even if the martial arts master scratches a little skin, he can see blood and seal his throat.

The internal force of the martial arts people present could not be mobilized due to solidification, and the internal organs in their bodies were like a thousand knives. At this moment, they are as weak as newborn babies.

The killer's offensive was not only aimed at Ning Yue, who was sitting quietly and stroking the qin, but also at the martial arts heroes who were powerless to resist. Seeing the arrows falling from the sky, the faces of the martial arts heroes instantly turned pale and purple.

"Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves, why not chant and walk slowly. Bamboo canes and mango shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng!" A new word flowed through the bottom of her heart, and a faint smile hung on Ning Yue's face, as if she was mocking herself and the world.

The sound of the piano was rapid, and countless piano notes converged into a sharp whistling. It's like the wind howling in a valley. The arrow weapon that was about to land shattered into powder in an instant as if it had crashed into a meat grinder.

The killers were at a loss, they didn't understand what was happening, but the twelfth floor lord turned pale with fright. Because of the scene in front of him, he can only think of one explanation, and that is the unity of heaven and man!

"Woo-woo-"

There was a terrible cry from the sky, like a child crying bitterly when he couldn't find a home. Suddenly, the killers' eyeholes contracted violently. Even if they couldn't see it with their eyes, in their perception, countless sword qi fell from the sky. Denser than their arrows, sharper than their crossbows.

"Sneer—"

Blood was spilled, and severed limbs were flying. This is an endless sword suit, but it is not an endless sword suit in the sea of spiritual consciousness. These real Shura tragedy scenes in reality, even those killers who have struggled to crawl out of blood since childhood are frightened.

The sword qi is endless, invisible but real. Hundreds of killers have been slaughtered before they even see what is happening. And on the twelfth floor, where they could stand intact to resist the attack of the sword qi in the sky, there were only a few people left. The killer in the back didn't dare to step forward, and if he stepped forward, he would die, and the blood and severed limbs drew a forbidden place of death on the ground, born outside the forbidden land, and died inside the forbidden land!

The eyes of the twelfth floor lord suddenly shot towards Ning Yue, it was a gaze that seemed to be substantial. In the depths of his gaze, his naked killing intent leaked unabashedly - Ning Yue must die.

"Poof-" A mouthful of blood sprayed, and the strings in Ning Yue's hand were not broken, but ten hideous wounds were cut on his ten fingers. did not reach the realm of the unity of heaven and man, but forcibly used the move of the unity of heaven and man, first hurting himself, and then hurting the enemy. It's a pity that the master on the twelfth floor is only half dead, but he can't hold on anymore.

The sword qi in the sky disappeared into nothingness, but the sword qi that remained in the killer's heart was still raging. Ning Yue's blood spurted out, but there was not the slightest expression of pain on her face, and her fingers covered with blood beads once again held on to the strings that had calmed down.

"Ning Gongzi, don't!" Shiya snatched Ning Yue's guqin and hid behind her as if Ning Yue was going to harm herself, "You can't use it anymore, you will die!"

Peony and Hongxia helped Ning Yue to stand up one by one, although they didn't say anything, their eyes were full of pleading. Ning Yue is their uncle, and she is also an aunt who does not let them hate it. Compared to Twilight, the four maids are more like living people, and their hearts are still full of the kindness and gentleness of a girl.

Ning Yue raised her head, looked at the martial arts heroes who fell to the ground and couldn't sweat coldly, and then raised her eyes to look at the killer who was killed by her own Qin Heart Sword Spirit, and a determined look flashed in her eyes.

"I was born in Weimo, and it was the Suzhou Tenshogunate that gave me a wonderful stage. I was a nobody, but the Jiangnan Dao martial arts promoted me as the leader of the alliance. I am Ning Yue, the leader of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance, and now the Jiangnan Martial Arts is in danger, as the leader of the alliance, I should turn the tide and fall, and help the building to fall!"

Ning Yue's voice was soft, but no one would doubt the weight of his words. Just now, Ning Yue used practical actions to tell everyone his determination to protect Jiangnan Martial Arts Dao.

The sky was already windy, but the surviving killers looked at the figure in front of them in horror, almost crumbling and needing the support of two people to stand up.

"Bring me my piano!" Ning Yue said lightly, with a majesty in her tone that could not be refused. Shiya hesitated for a moment, but slowly handed the guqin to Ning Yue's side.

"I don't believe you can still make a move!" the twelfth floor lord's tone was very affirmative, but everyone, including himself, could hear the uncertainty in his voice. Even if he had ten thousand possibilities to ensure that Ning Yue had reached the point of running out of oil and running out, there were still ten thousand and one possibilities that would make him once again make that ten thousand swords fly together.

"Then you just stand there and don't move!" Ning Yue said with a smile, her bloody fingers holding the strings again.

Ning Yue's actions made all the killers take a step back, although they were killers, although they were used to seeing life and death. But they didn't want to die on their own, especially when they were cut into countless pieces like the minced meat on the ground.

"Alliance Master!" A difficult voice sounded, Shen Qianqiu slowly straightened his waist, and slowly came to Ning Yue's body and blocked in front of the twelfth floor.

"You are our alliance leader, and you shoulder the future of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Alliance. With the future of Jiangnan Wulin, even if we are all folded here, Jiangnan Wulin will always have a chance to rise again.

Today's catastrophe is caused by the unknown acquaintance of my Shen family. It should be me Shen Qianqiu who is responsible for the Jiangnan Martial Arts League! Alliance leader, Qing'er will entrust it to you-"

"Boom-" The powerful momentum suddenly rose, and an endless wind swept the heavens and the earth. Ning Yue didn't understand how Shen Qianqiu could mobilize such a strong internal force when the internal force was condensing, and how he could attract such a powerful aura. But Ning Yue understood what kind of pain Shen Qianqiu was suffering at the moment.

"Childe, let's go—" Shiya shouted eagerly as she tugged at Ning Yue's sleeve. Although the martial arts of the four women are good, they have not yet comprehended the unity of heaven and man. There is not even a half-step of the unity of heaven and man, but on the twelfth floor opposite, at least one has already taken that step.

Shiya cast a psychic sword fetus, and she was no longer able to do it again. And even if she could, it would be impossible for the other party to give her time to condense the sword fetus. The only thing they could do at the moment was to leave with Ning Yue.

"Alliance--let's go-"

"Alliance leader, bring back the Yanmen disciples and go-the old decay will be cut off for you!"

"The alliance leader-the survival of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League is all up to you-"

"Let's go!"

Facing the martial arts heroes who stood up one by one, and facing the martial arts people of Jiangnan Province who broke their hearts and let Ning Yue leave, Ning Yue's heart was as painful as a knife.

"Let's go-" looked at the martial arts seniors in front of him, and looked at the young juniors who were so painful that they couldn't straighten their waists behind them. Ning Yue finally made the decision to evacuate and evacuated with the younger generation of Jiangnan Dao martial arts.

"Want to leave, it's not that easy-" The twelfth floor lord snorted coldly, and with a wave of his palm, the surviving killer slashed towards the broken martial arts heroes.

Suddenly, the eyes of the twelfth floor lord froze, and at the moment of ordering, he obviously sensed a trace of qi locking on him. It's like the sword that destroyed his man's dignity fifteen years ago.

The four women opened the way, and the twelfth-floor killer in front of them couldn't make an effective low grade at all. When the masters on the twelfth floor were all stopped by the masters of the eight major sects, the twelfth floor had no time to allocate more strength to encircle and suppress the young generation who broke through.

"Boom-"

The sky suddenly darkened, and in the blink of an eye, a moonlight rose into the sky to compete with the sun on the horizon. The moon is soft, but it shines hotter than the sun. Shen Qing's body suddenly stiffened, and he suddenly looked back at the rising moonlight in a daze.

"Daddy—"

"Shen Qing, your father will be fine, believe me, we will definitely be able to rescue Uncle Shen and all the martial arts seniors if we find a way!" Ning Yue solemnly patted Shen Qing on the shoulder and promised, and Ning Yue's promise may be the greatest comfort here.

The young generation who fell into grief also wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, and something called strength was slowly brewing in their eyes. When they were faced with the real exhaustion, they realized that the blood-boiling stories they had heard before were all fake, and the tireless nagging of the elders was the real way to survive in the rivers and lakes.

"Childe, there are chasing soldiers coming! I'll cut it off-" Shiya's eyes suddenly widened, revealing the awe-inspiring essence in her eyes and said lightly.

"How many?" Ning Yue's mental power was greatly traumatized because of his injury, otherwise he should be the first to notice with his delicate spiritual sense.

"There's only one!" Shiya said, looking around the corner of the mountain road. The white mask of a month is so infiltrating even in broad daylight. Ning Yue followed her gaze and also saw the Wheel King standing quietly not far away and looking playful.

"His martial arts are no worse than the twelfth floor owner, you ......"

"Don't worry!I just ate Hui Yuan Dan!" Shiya smiled faintly, tightened the long sword in her hand, and strode towards the Wheel King. When the first step is taken, invisible ripples ripple from Shiya's body, like rippling water waves but giving people an inexplicably powerful feeling.

"Childe, leave it to Shiya here, although she may not be that person's opponent. But Shiya's light skills are also good, even if she can't win and retreat, it's still no problem. ”

Peony's words gave Ning Yue a lot of comfort, after all, Shiya was the same set of martial arts that Qian Duxue cultivated. Heaven-level martial arts originally had the characteristic of ignoring the level gap, and even if the psychic sword fetus was defeated, it was completely sure that it would retreat with all its might.

Ning Yue did not hesitate to lead the weakened young generation of Jiangnan martial arts to run wildly after Shiya's break, aiming directly at the mountains and dense forests on the outskirts of Jinling. Before they are poisoned, as long as they ensure that they are not wiped out by the twelfth floor, Jiangnan Wulin Zhengdao will still have a chance.

In the depths of the dense forest, the Panruo Mountain not far away is still like a god and a Buddha's finger pointing straight to the sky. Behind Ning Yue, a heavenly sword that went straight to heaven and earth was like an optimus prime between heaven and earth, exuding an irreversible majesty.

The heavenly sword fell, and the heavens and the earth collapsed. Ning Yue's footsteps paused slightly, but she didn't look back. Because at this time, he can't turn back. He didn't dare to think about how heavy the casualties of the Jiangnan Martial Arts League were after the break, and he didn't dare to imagine whether Shiya could retreat under the hands of the Wheel King. He couldn't care about anything now. (To be continued.) )