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Zhou Zihao's shield was broken in an instant, and he directly resisted with his physical body, and once again used the power of borrowing skills to exert a "barrier", and suddenly, Zhou Zihao once again had an extra shield on his body.

Seeing this, Feng Yang Wanli guessed that it was Zhou Zihao's defensive means, and accelerated the speed of his sword, intending to turn the tide.

The shield was broken again, and Zhou Zihao had already become seriously injured, but he did not stop at all, and the anti-evil sword stabbed out quickly, engaging in a death fight with him.

At this time, Zhou Zihao used the power of borrowing skills to 'treat', instantly recovered part of his injuries, and forcibly supported him.

The wind roared wildly, and the Lang Evil emitted an unprecedented light, as if it had been raised to the limit, the limit of the powerhouse of the Heavenly Martial Realm!

When the two divine swords collided, there was no spark, but a vacuum space, in which there was nothing, not even air, nothing.

Seeing that there was still the last second left in Zhou Zihao's ultimate moment, and he had to decide a winner, he immediately retreated.

Feng Yang's eyes were sharp, and he also retreated.

The moment both sides landed, they shot at the same time.

"Hurry up and hang up the weakness!" Zhou Zihao roared at the system.

"Ding Dong! weak target, the wind is blowing thousands of miles, and the distance is up to the requirement. ”

Suddenly, Feng Yangli felt that he couldn't exert his strength all over his body, but there was no way to retreat, and the current injury no longer allowed him to drag it out.

He plans to decide the winner with Zhou Zihao.

Zhou Zihao was the same, in the last second of the state, he immediately cast the Taixuan True Method, and the vast energy gushed out, gathering on the Reverse Evil Sword one after another.

The boiling of beast blood increased a large number of his physical attributes, and the Tiger Mighty Heart Method raised his momentum to the limit, combined with natural skills to crush heavy attacks, war enthusiasm, and significantly increased his strength.

There is also a skill critical hit, a bonus to the ultimate moment.

and the passive power provided by Straker's Challenge Gauntlets.

Zhou Zihao sent a masterful blow!

A huge blood-colored sword qi slashed out......

Feng Yang Wanli also showed what he had learned all his life, and the Lang Evil Sword suddenly slashed out, and a huge dark blue sword qi ......

Even though he felt weak, he swung his sword.

Two huge sword qi collided together.

The Heavenly Dojo was cut and split in two......

The forces collided, the earthquake shook the mountains, and the nine mountain peaks reverberated with this huge sound, which was deafening, and even pushed away the dark clouds in the sky, and the light of the moon was revealed.

I don't know if it's a sudden spectacle or a fight between the two, all in all, this scene is still fresh in people's memories.

Absolutely shocking.

Zhou Zihao's image in the hearts of the red-clothed guards has been updated and has reached an unprecedented height.

Of course, after the blasting, Zhou Zihao couldn't stand up and flew towards the sidelines, covered in blood, leaving a deep wound on his body, as if it had penetrated his internal organs.

The red-clothed guard caught Zhou Zihao.

When the smoke cleared, I saw a huge sword mark left on the Heavenly Dojo, which shocked people's eyes.

It's hard to imagine that this is a phenomenon that can be caused by people.

I saw that on the opposite side of the sword marks, the wind was blowing thousands of miles and still standing!

He was panting for air, his chest dripping blood, and he looked embarrassed.

For the first time, he was unwilling to fall into such an embarrassment.

At this time, he finally remembered.

Before coming to Middle-earth before, You Long Xishui said something to him, saying that the evil god of Middle-earth had taught a monk with a red sword and extraordinary strength.

Then, the person in front of him is the person in the mouth of Youlong River.

Good guy, it seems that if you don't kill this person, the wind will definitely not give up.

Now that Zhou Zihao has fallen, no one present can stop him.

Moving his slow pace, he approached Zhou Zihao.

Seeing that the wind was blowing thousands of miles, the red-clothed guard still maintained his killing intent, and hurriedly picked up Zhou Zihao and fled.

This person is the god of death from hell, a powerhouse of the Tianwu realm, an unbelievable existence.

It seems that a master of this level should not exist between heaven and earth at all.

Because people of this level are already capable of breaking everything in the world.

The people of the Evil God Sect supported the wounded, dragged their tired bodies, and ran towards the gate of the Nine Palaces.

Seeing this, Feng Yangli gritted his teeth, forcibly let his body run, and chased after him with his sword.

Kill Zhou Zihao!

This man will die!

Mortal!

The wind is blowing thousands of miles, and these words are echoing in my head.

Increasing his speed, he used his body technique under serious injury, and he actually chased after him.

Crimson Moon hurriedly stopped.

In the previous battle, the dust was flying, the smoke was filled, and the empty Wu Xingjun was nowhere to be found, and the two sisters saw that Zhou Zihao was invincible, so they hurriedly turned around and hurried over.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was really terrifying.

Now that he has suffered such an injury, everyone is dead, but not only is he not dead, but he still maintains a clear consciousness.

Seeing that the way was blocked, Feng Yang Wanli was very angry, and fought with Crimson Moon again.

directly slashed the two, crossed them, and chased after Zhou Zihao.

Unbelievable.

It's simply a Shura from hell.

Zhou Zihao sobered up a little, looked back, and saw a bloody person chasing and killing him, and exclaimed again and again.

"This meow isn't dead yet!"

Could it be that the protagonist is not the protagonist, he tried his best, and the red-clothed guards of the Evil God Sect came out, but he couldn't help him, and in the end, he could only fight in half.

However, Zhou Zihao has no combat effectiveness at this time, but he can still fight, jump and run in this wind.

This......

Feng Yang is only twenty years old, and he has cultivated to such an extent, crushing a large number of monks in the world, standing at the top of the pyramid.

Bai Rusong has fought with Feng Yang Wanli many times, he knows this person well, and once said to You Long Xishui that if this person is allowed to grow up for ten years, he will definitely not be an opponent.

Because it's still too young to be swept away.

It is unique in the world to make the leader of the Zhengmeng Alliance evaluate it like this.

The wind blows thousands of miles, the name of the man, the shadow of the tree.

Right here, he was seriously injured, but no one could help him.

At this time.

A large number of evil gods poured into the mountain to keep Zhou Zihao and them.

The leader of the Cult of the Evil God Ran Yue came to the battlefield in person, but he didn't expect the war here to be over.

Don't dare to slack off, and immediately bring the injured back to the cult.

Seeing Dye Yue appear, Feng Yang Wanli tightly held the Lang Evil Sword in his hand, even if he was seriously injured, he did not flinch, and said directly: "Hugh wants to ...... Get out!"

Ran Yue smiled interestingly, and looked at the person in front of him carefully, she had long heard that one of the four major supernatural constellations of the Zhengmeng, Yijian Villa has produced many talents, and there has been a strong person known as the Ten Swords and a Hundred Heroes over the years.

Ten swords to kill a hundred heroes!

Legend has it that every three years, the Orthodox Alliance would hold a Hundred Heroes Tournament, and all the Orthodox Alliances would select young and handsome disciples to participate.

However, Feng Yang Wanli only used ten swords to defeat all the young heroes of the Zhengmeng and won the first place.

After that, Feng Yang Wanli participated in many sect competitions, and with the fierce increase in strength, those disciples were no longer his opponents, so he began to find sect masters to compete.

When none of the people at the previous level were his opponents, he had already reached the Tianwu realm, and he reached this level at a young age, and he had no opponents, so he began to fight the idea of Bai Rusong, the leader of the True Alliance.

Three times and twice, I went to him to fight alone.

However, when the duel was about to be decided, Feng Yang Wanli was about to use all his strength, and Bai Rusong found all kinds of excuses to go out and do things.

The reason why the five old stars respect Feng Yang Wanli so much is because they used to be the defeated generals of Feng Yang Wanli!

Ran Yue felt that this person was much more interesting than Bai Rusong, and she smiled: "Boy, are you interested in joining the cult?"

When Feng Yang heard this, he coughed anxiously, and said angrily: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, don't talk nonsense, come and die!"

Dye Yue loves talent, I can't bear to kill him, this kind of talent, fallen into the alliance, Bai Rusong doesn't understand the use of it, it's a pity.

She persuaded again: "Boy, the cult is much better than the Zhengmeng, it has won the world, do whatever you want." ”

"Don't be demagoguery!" the wind swept thousands of miles and immediately raised his sword to attack.

But, after all, he is a seriously injured and in danger, so to speak, the injury at this time, if it is delayed for a while, it will affect the existence of life.

The blood had already dripped all over the ground, and she couldn't bear to see Ran Yue, and at the same time, Ran Yue couldn't believe that Zhou Zihao could actually hurt the wind like this.

A warm current melted into the bottom of my heart, smiled knowingly, and thought: He is worthy of the man I fancy.

Avoiding the attack of the wind, he took out a bottle of elixir from his chest, threw it over, and said lightly: "After the injury is healed, go and defend the so-called justice in your mouth." ”

"Don't look down on me!" Feng Yang slapped the pill with one palm, and said excitedly: "Aside from everything, don't you cults like to take advantage of people's unpreparedness to conspire the most? At this time, I am seriously injured, and it is a good opportunity to kill me." ”

"Otherwise, after today, when I recover from my injuries, I will definitely put down your cult!"

Ran Yue looked at him directly, smiled slightly, and said, "I want to ask you, who are you living for in this life?"

"Relatives, Zhengmeng, or the desire in the heart?"

Dying Moon's expression suddenly became gloomy, revealing a fox-like cunning, and said, "If your life is to live to eliminate the cult, then you can be regarded as an empty body of shocking cultivation, and you will not do anything in this life. ”

Feng Yangwan shook his head and said, "I said, don't be demagogic, your cult is useless to me!"

Dye Yue said to herself: "People are driven by desires, some people are born poor, and desire drives them to seize wealth, and some people are born poor, and desire drives them to fight for power. ”

"You say that you want to destroy the cult of evil gods, and your desires are not comparable to either, because at least the above two kinds of people are working hard for their own purposes, but you, if you don't live according to your original intentions, you are just a shell. ”

"At this time, you are no different from the walking dead, have you ever thought about what you want to pursue in this life?"

After saying that, Dye Yue's expression was extra bewitching, and a scarlet light flashed from time to time.

Feng Yang paused, didn't speak again, he stared at the dyed moon deadly.

Dye Yue said affectionately: "If you want revenge, the Cult of the Evil God welcomes you at any time, but, boy, you have to remember that people must pursue their most important things in life. ”

So, he led the cult of evil gods and left.

The most important thing?

Feng Yang Wanli was still too young, and he didn't know what Dye Yue was trying to understand.

He immediately shook his head, trying to get rid of the seductive words.

Feng Yang stomped on the pill on the ground, looked at the Evil God Sect that had disappeared on the side of the mountain, and said angrily: "There will never be a next time!"