Chapter 335: Abnormal Movement

The heart-rending feeling has increased again, and he used all his strength to shake the long sword, but the suction power of the sword body has exceeded a thousand catties, and he can't get rid of it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Could it be that I, Wan Tingjun, will die in the hands of a sword!

The shouting was even stronger, and with the shouting, his injured hand raised his sword and pointed at Zhongtian, so Wan Tingjun clearly felt that the weight of the thousand catties on this sword had disappeared a lot, as if it had become his own hands and feet, and he had the feeling that the veins were connected, and in a trance, he had an illusion that he had become a part of this sword?

It's really going to kill itself, right?

Holding the long sword in his hand, he was already at a loss, but he felt that his body was cold and hot, like ten thousand ants gnawing, nauseous and vomiting, but there was nothing to vomit, it was really worse than death. His consciousness gradually blurred, and he raised his head in a daze, only to feel that all his strength was gradually disappearing.

The whole body trembled, his hands and feet were weak, and he looked at the sky in a daze, but he felt that the red moon in the sky was gradually falling. In a trance, the blood moon was also a stone's throw away.

At this time, he used his last bit of strength, "Ah!" shouted, the hand holding the sword stabbed forward hard, trying to break free of the long sword, however, Xu is an illusion in his heart, although the sword has not been taken off, but this heart-stirring pain seems to be relieved a lot, so, I can't care so much, since it is death, I can relax a point is a point;

At this moment, I only heard a muffled sound, and in an instant, it seemed that the sky was lit up, and the red rays of the demon moon in the sky were blooming, like the red eyes of the demons, staring at the ants in the world, and the red rays were in a hurry, and he was tightly photographed.

The long sword of the Spirit Slashing Sword was like encountering a great enemy, and the black divine smoke on the sword body was also steaming, and the blue light shimmered, and Wan Tingjun's whole body was immediately shrouded in black smoke, like a bloodthirsty demon, and was reborn again.

However, the strange thing is not over yet, almost when the red and black qi are trying their best to oppose each other, a thunderbolt pierces the sky, and suddenly the wind surges, and the demon moon shoots red rays out of the **** around, banging. The moon red is like blue water expanding in the middle, and there are waves suddenly, turning sharply around the center, becoming a big whirlpool. And in the middle of the vortex, a thing slowly emerged, red mang, it was a beam of bloody arrows, two feet long, non-gold and iron, formless and bodyless, rolled up with a fierce aura, rushing to the face.

Wan Tingjun shouted, and the bloody arrow followed him like a cone of tarsal bones, unable to get rid of it, and then there was a sudden change, and thousands of threads appeared under Wan Tingjun's body, passing through his body, and scarlet blood gushed out from his body and poured into the sword.

The bloodthirsty speed of the sword body has accelerated a lot.

With a roar, Wan Tingjun fell down, the blood moon red arrow touched Wan Tingjun's body, the giant sword in his hand suddenly flew out of his hand, slashing towards the galloping blood, the most ferocious objects in the world suddenly collided together, Wan Tingjun who fell to the ground was also shocked, and the whole person was shocked upwards more than a zhang high, and the open space under him was actually hit by this force.

Wan Tingjun fell back to the ground, bleeding and dizzy, but the pain in his body seemed to be lighter. He only felt that his eyes were blood-red, but his eyes were bleeding, and he reached out and wiped his eyes vigorously, only to see that the black long sword smashed into his hand again, and the black qi of the sword body was endless, pulling his body to attack forward. And the shattered red mangs seemed to have divinity, knowing that they were the enemy, they were completely constricted and gathered together, resisting with all their might, and for a while, they couldn't hold each other, and the cold aura and nausea on Wan Tingjun's body gradually receded a lot.

Wan Tingjun gasped, frightened, and subconsciously shook his hand, but the strange sword was already a part of his palm, and he couldn't shake it off, black and red, and he was still fighting.

Wan Tingjun was scared in his heart, he just wanted to stay as far away from this strange thing as possible, he used all his strength to get up, and before he could take a step, he only felt dizzy in his head, the whole person swayed, his feet were weak, his body was crooked, and he fell to the ground. The red and black sword in front of him were entangled, and they were fighting happily, but the black qi was steaming, and it seemed to have the upper hand.

Only a moment later, sure enough, I saw the black sword invade in a big way, and the red mangs retreated one after another, as if they were powerless to resist, at this time, Wan Tingjun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm, and at a glance, his heart almost jumped out of his mouth. But seeing that in the palm of his hand, the crack of the tiger's mouth was getting deeper and deeper, and the palm life pattern was attached, and the red blood seeped out of the skin, and it was endless, and he actually broke the entire palm into two halves.

Wan Tingjun's whole body trembled, and his face was full of blood, correspondingly, the red mang swept away the blood beads that fell under his palm, and suddenly he was bright and prosperous, and he counterattacked vigorously, not only reversing the situation, but also gradually overpowering the black qi.

As more and more blood oozed from his hands, Wan Tingjun gradually lost consciousness. The bright red blood poured up, and gradually flowed to the interface between the black giant sword and the demon moon red mang, and then it no longer flowed, allowing the red light and black qi to fight non-stop, and after a while, it seeped in here, and slowly dyed the edge of the giant sword red.

A strong smell of blood wafted through the air.

As time passed, the red blade became deeper and deeper, and then it was almost vivid, and somehow, the red light that was originally grappling also dimmed, and gradually turned into a fusion from the original appearance of rejecting the fight.

I don't know how long it took, this strange change finally came to an end, the black sword and Honggang completely lost their brilliance and merged with each other, and then, with a "click", the giant sword fell from Wan Tingjun's hand in a coma and fell to the ground.

At this moment, a voice was heard in his heart, roaring heartbreakingly.

................

On the other side, the Falling Flame Emperor raised his head, looking at everything that happened in the sky in disbelief, the clouds and mist in front of him changed, the fire and rain appeared, and the thunder appeared again and again, and the thunderbolt was interrupted endlessly, in a short moment, the sky seemed to have undergone a huge nightmare, however, there was even more unbelievable, the eye-catching blood-red demon moon in front of him also took off its blood color in an instant, and changed it into a bright body, like a jade plate......

"This!Blood Moon!Born !!"

......

"Kick, kick, kick!" A stack of impatient footsteps echoed in Wan Tingjun's ears.

His mind was in chaos, and he felt a sharp pain all over his body, as if he had exhausted all his strength even to open his eyes. In his eyes was the arrogant man's anxious and flustered face, which seemed to be far away and near, and slowly became clear in his eyes, he moved his lips and asked in a low voice: "Who are you?"

The emperor frowned and smiled bitterly, but he didn't answer him, opened his mouth, and actually asked, "What happened here......?"

"En?" Wan Tingjun's mind was confused, I don't know why, he patted his head and sat up, suddenly, he suddenly realized something, and looked at his palm at a glance, but saw that the skin on the tiger's mouth on his right hand was intact, except for a little pale. He was stunned for a moment, and he clearly remembered that there was blazing blood dripping from his palm just now, but how could there be no trace at this moment?

Was that a nightmare?

"No!" he thought unusually firmly, certainly not, however, he was not allowed to think too much, his head was dizzy again, his body was about to tilt weakly, and he panicked and put his hands on the ground, however, there was another icy chill between the tentacles. He was stunned for a moment, looked down, and his eyes widened as if he had met a ghost.

The tentacle was clearly the strange ink-bodied sword, but there seemed to be a slight difference......

The originally thick and blunt blade of the sword was stained by a row of tight blood halos, as if Fang Fang had fallen through blood beads, from the tip of the sword, dried up and ran through the entire sword blade, and on the sword body, there was a clear inscription of a moon-shaped imprint, the moonlight was crimson, bewitching like blood, and it reminded him of everything that happened in Fang Fang.

"This ...... This ......" woke up, opened his mouth wide, and had something to say to the man in front of him, but he didn't know where to start for a while, and he felt that this matter was too grotesque, even if he was shocked, he was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head and said, "No, nothing." ”

"Nothing?" the emperor smiled, even more completely unconvinced, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the blood moon on the sword, and then stretched out his hand to the sky, sighing, there was a great emotion......

"The Heavenly Mutation Image, the Blood Moon Statue helps the sword to open the seal, you actually say it's nothing. ”

Following his direction, Wan Tingjun was even more stunned, and at this moment he realized that the entire sky seemed to have changed, the demon red blood moon on his head was no longer there, and a round of bright jade disk took its place, hanging in the middle of the dark sky, so close to him, as if he could reach out and touch it.

"This, this is ...... You mean the blood moon in the sky ran into the sword?"

"What's wrong? don't you believe it?" the emperor looked at him, and the bitter smile on his face became even thicker.

"The twelve rounds of celestial phenomena are the condensation of endless divine energy, but now you have also taken away a round, blood is the medium, and the blood moon is the guide, helping you to practice a method, and now this sword is yours, but, do you know? Your opponent is the god of the ancient wilderness!"

The words were extremely low, full of absurdity, Wan Tingjun's eyes widened, and he looked at him as if he was looking at a fool.

"My opponent is the Ancient Gods!"

"Yes, this sword was originally owned by the fallen god Marsen, and now, it has become your blood training, you say, will the gods spare you. Nodding vigorously, the Emperor's face darkened even more.

"Okay, what's the joke, he wants to give it to him? You saw it, the sword is here, the gods just come and get it, okay I'm leaving, goodbye, oh no, it's better not to see ......."

Wan Tingjun got up, looked at the angry emperor, and felt anxious in his heart, thinking about how to escape from this place.

"Hmph, want to go, how can it be so easy, my Falling Flame clan swore to defend the Fallen Temple for a thousand years, just for the return of the 'Spirit Slashing Sword', now your "blood refining" method has been completed, the Spirit Slaying Sword is connected to your blood and divine will, and no one can use it except you, unless you ....... ”

The emperor behind him laughed wildly, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, as if he was talking to himself, and seemed to be talking to the young man in front of him, but the last sentence was even more frightened Wan Tingjun ran away in a panic.

"Unless I kill you, the forbidden law of God will be broken......"

After the Emperor finished speaking, his figure flickered, leaving only a phantom in place, and he was already standing in front of Wan Tingjun.

Then, without saying a word, Huo Huo Huo with the divine light in his palm, slapped towards Wan Tingjun hard.

"Stop......!"

At this moment, Qingli's shout suddenly sounded, Ruofei Kankan arrived, looked at the scene in front of him and hurriedly made a move, but it was too late.

Wan Tingjun received a palm from the emperor, and his skeleton was as if he had been crushed by a mountain, and his whole body was powerless, and his body was even more shocked, falling sharply towards the cliff.

At the same time, the beautiful girl on the lonely top of the cliff did not hesitate, she jumped and chased after the fallen boy, so both of them fell to the cliff.

In the wind and mist, the wind danced in his ears, and Wan Tingjun's body was even more painful, and he had a sweet mouth in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood had already spit out.

......

"Poof!", the water splashed, Wan Tingjun and Ruofei both fell into the water, rising and falling in the water, relying on the divine law, Ruofei temporarily protected the heart, but Wan Tingjun was seriously injured, and he was in a coma, and the salty water in the sea poured into his mouth and nose, making his hands and feet flutter and his body spasms.

In this way, looking at his painful appearance, Ruofei was also heartbroken, her hands hugged his solid back, hugged him tightly, and the bodies of the two people were even more tightly pressed together, closed, and the thousands of thoughts in her mind were shattered, completely turned into reluctance to miss him, her lips kissed him hard, and the qi of the two was connected together like this.

Heaven and earth suddenly lost color, and the whole world was empty, as if only the two of them were left.

Finally, the figures of the two people surfaced, she was afraid that Wan Tingjun's mouth and nose would be filled with sea water again, so she leaned back and hugged him, swimming with her back to the sea in such a strange posture.

Her skin close to Wan Tingjun showed a little warmth, and her relatives were on her side, she seemed to regain her brilliance after exhaustion, gritted her teeth, and dragged Wan Tingjun to the shore with force.

Stepping on the ground under her feet, the cold wind came tightly, and the whole body was even more cold, and the sound of the two people's teeth colliding was so clear and squeaky, she looked at him carefully, the man's face was bruised, and his lips were bloodless.

"Cold!" seemed to be a nightmare, Wan Tingjun closed his eyes and said unintentionally.

Ruofei looked back in a trance, and the sea breeze was howling in front of them, and the tide was blown up and down by it, drowning half of their bodies. Here, there is nothing, a strange open and cold silence, the shadow of the mountain in the distance is much shorter, as if floating to the extreme, and there is no longer a place to shelter the wind in the surrounding realm......

Looking forward to wearing it, she hung the only plain light clothes on her body on his body, but the clothes were already soaked, and they were extremely light and thin, and it was difficult to block the wind and rain. (To be continued.) )