The wind is contrived, and the wind is endless.

Phoenix Square is bustling, with a lot of traffic on the surrounding roads, and it is as noisy as the decisive battle of the Emperor's Ceremony.

A life-and-death duel, ready to go.

Inside the Phoenix Plaza, 100,000 people gathered, black and oppressive, full of people, and the noise shook the sky.

Zixiu's strong return is a miracle against the sky in itself.

The nirvana of the Grim Reaper's writing wheel, the eye of reincarnation, the reincarnation of one eye, under the martial god, one hit to kill. Destroying the boy, the light of death of the reincarnation of a glance, not only did not die, but also, through the extreme way of life and death, once again ascended to the Phoenix Terrace, announcing the world and the return of the king.

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Together with Xiao Su, he stood in the crowded and noisy stands.

The wind is blowing!

Zi Xiu's face was expressionless, looking unusually cold, his eyes were full of resolute coldness, his eyes were locked on the Phoenix Terrace, his belief was resolute, and he was wearing a black slim robe, moving with the wind.

"Brother Xiu, after solving Leng Qianqiu, Su San's side will land Raptor 1 directly on the Phoenix Terrace, and we will evacuate quickly. Xiao Su on the side was confident and had already thought of a way out.

He nodded lightly, with a solemn expression: "Yourou is not here today, has he already returned to the Five Elements Sect?"

Xiao Su smiled slightly: "Yes, I asked her to go back to the Five Elements Sect and arrange for a few martial soul-level elders to take the Raptor 0 to the Azure City side to secretly protect St. Field." ”

He looked at the little brother and smiled with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Be polite with me, you just concentrate on dealing with Leng Qianqiu, and other things are on me. Xiao Su didn't care and smiled lightly.

It is precisely because of having a good friend like Su Daozhi by his side and looking forward and backward for him that he was able to complete what he had to do on the Phoenix Terrace without any worries.

For the sake of yourself who died a month ago, seal your throat with a sword and wash your sword with blood!

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The larks of Shenjian Mountain, the cold moon Zen of the Cold Moon Palace, the Liu Yipiao of the Liujian Gate, and the Mirror Moon Goddess of the Yaochi Realm were all in place and sat on the third floor of the Moon Viewing Pavilion on the north side of the square.

The Goddess of Mirror Moon came alone, Lan Xi was not with her, and stayed in the Yaochi Wonderland.

The atmosphere on the side of the four martial gods is much more serious than the previous Emperor's ceremony, there is no whispering, talking and laughing, everyone is majestic and not smiling. What they saw next was not a one-point duel, but a battle of life and death.

Liu Yipiao's cheekbones were abrupt, his white hair was scattered, he glanced at the Goddess Jingyue, and said with a serious expression: "Jingyue, I really want to know, why did a little Martial Emperor, why did he not die after being reincarnated at one eye, but he still had the courage to challenge Leng Qianqiu again, does he have nine lives?"

Mirror Moon Ni was dressed in a feather robe, charming and charming, and smiled indifferently: "Just assume that he has nine lives! The Eastern Continent, after the famous Son of the Wind through the ages, has finally reappeared, an immortal talent who can make all people surrender and the gods fear, reigning over the world." ”

When Leng Yuechan heard this, his cold face trembled, and he sneered: "Even if he has nine lives, he will be nailed to death on the Phoenix Platform today, and he will be determined by life and death, does he think it is a joke?"

The lark was silent for a moment, indifferently quiet, and said: "Then we have to see if your family Leng Qianqiu has this ability, Leng Yuechan, let me tell you in advance, Zixiu's current identity is the fifth elder of my Divine Sword Mountain, and he is called Yun Du, except for Leng Qianqiu, if anyone dares to touch him, he will pass my lark first." ”

Leng Yuechan was immediately annoyed and ashamed, and her face, which was as white as snow, suddenly turned into a wine-red anger.

The Mirror Moon Goddess Fang Fei was charming, and suddenly smiled: "The Great God of the Skylark, how did Zi Xiu become the fifth elder of the Divine Sword Mountain, a little sudden, I still want to crown him as the great protector of the Yaochi Realm." ”

Liu Yipiao heard it in a fog, feeling weird, with an ominous premonition, he secretly glanced at Leng Yuechan, and smiled indifferently: "It seems that this life-and-death decision has to be played big." ”

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The wind and clouds suddenly change, and the battle is life and death!

Zixiu was not pretentious, the meteor stepped into the void, his figure was flickering, and he came directly to the phoenix platform, standing in black in the wind, the cold light in his eyes was like snow, and the heart of killing was clearly revealed.

The phoenix platform made of high-grade stainless steel is as solid as a rock, with a silver-gray body and a blood-red color like chicken blood in the silver gray.

The immortal Boy of Destruction finally appeared, and the crowd of 100,000 people reveled in a loud revelry, and the noise was incessant, and the noise shook the sky. Hanhai is a hot-blooded world, where people worship the strong, the so-called strong, can be the four seas, invincible, or against the sky, immortal.

Not long after, his life-and-death opponent, Leng Qianqiu, also came to the Phoenix Terrace.

Leng Qianqiu is still the Leng Qianqiu before, a bright white silk brocade robe, strands of gold intertwined in the silk, ice muscles like jade, extremely cold, flawless, a silver folding fan, embroidered on one side, and silver on the other.

The two men were ten meters apart from each other, and their eyes were facing each other.

The storm rose again, the wind was restless, and the sky was drowned in darkness, as if the end was coming.

Leng Qianqiu danced the folding fan lightly at a low frequency, took the lead in speaking, and said coldly: "I thought someone was playing a prank, it turns out that you are really alive, and even reincarnation can't kill you." ”

"No!" At this time, Zi Xiu was even more indifferent than Leng Qianqiu, cold as ice, and replied meticulously: "The previous Zi Xiu is dead, and I came today to take your life and pay for your blood debt." ”

Leng Qianqiu seemed to feel a powerful killing intent, frowned slightly, and smiled: "Don't forget, now is a life-and-death duel, not a Yuanying duel, my reincarnation eye can kill you once, I can kill you a hundred times." ”

"Come on!" I saw that Zi Xiu actually closed his eyes slightly, stretched his arms, awe-inspiring in the wind, and smiled wantonly: "I'll give you a chance to use your reincarnation!"

What, seeing this scene, Leng Qianqiu couldn't help but tremble, her lips trembled slightly, and her expression became solemn.

He actually closed his eyes, and under the seemingly calm look, a murderous and indifferent heart was revealed.

Mad!

Arrogant!

Arrogance!

The crowd of 100,000 seemed to feel a kind of madness that looked at the world and saw everything, the crowd was excited, and the noise of hissing and shouting was like a stormy wave, surging, instantly detonating the entire Phoenix Square, and the entire Phoenix City was trembling.

Volleys thousands of miles in the sky, the clouds are stopped, and the falcons are flying!

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In the Moon Viewing Pavilion, only the Mirror Moon Goddess knows best, his madness is not deliberate, it is just a release, a heart that dominates the world, a temperament that is empty-eyed, the power of the Divine Mandate, and the domination of the world!

Liu Yipiao looked at it in his eyes, his heart trembled, the muscles at his cheekbones trembled, and he said: "Crazy, the whole world is crazy!"

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At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Leng Qianqiu, waiting for him to respond.

"Do your own sin, don't live, suffer death!" Leng Qianqiu directly threw the folding fan into the air, let it go with the wind, no longer hesitate, the eye of death, reincarnation.

I saw that Leng Qianqiu's flawless, jade-like face began to rot in an instant. Like the corrupted face of a dead man, it is corrupted and suppurated, pus and rotten flesh, and the face is covered with ink and rashes, and the face is full of sores.

The sharp eyes suddenly rolled, turning into dead eyes that were not blinding, corrupted and white.

In the dead eye, a slight flash, a faint white light, appeared in front of him at first glance.

The light of death, the death light that kills the soul, was only three inches long, and the speed was not very fast, without any obstacles, it floated over and aimed at the center of Zixiu's eyebrows.

A month ago, it was this white light that placed him in a world of silence, where there was nothingness, no **, no fear, no colorful, boundless darkness, no temperature desolation.

In an instant, the thunder was shocking!

The light of death was close at hand, Zi Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like blood, the power of heaven was promising, and the power of God was destroyed. An infinite and domineering energy fluctuation expanded out from his primordial spirit, and the powerful power was invincible and unrestrained!

Bang!

Disillusionment with Deathlight!

Infinite energy, directly turning the three-inch-long dead light into nothingness. The energy field covered the entire Phoenix Square in an instant, the wind was suffocating, the soul was silent, and the Phoenix Square of 100,000 people was silent and silent in an instant.

Kamui, Kamui field, silent soul.

Different from the lark's eight quasi-divine might, different from the seven quasi-divine power of Cold Moon Zen, different from Liu Yipiao, different from the goddess of the mirror moon, this is another person's divine might, who is he, he is standing on the phoenix platform, awe-inspiring in the wind, reigning in the world!

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The first to react was the third floor of the Moon Viewing Pavilion, Liu Yipiao stood up directly, his cheekbones trembled, and exclaimed: "Shenwei, how can he have Shenwei, it is absolutely impossible." ”

The lark was a little calm, indifferently quiet: "The former son of the wind is not like this." ”

Jingyue snorted coldly: "See, what is the king of the world, floating gods, are you scared?"

Leng Yuechan didn't make a sound, he secretly clenched his fists, and the killing intent in his veins was manic.

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Zi Xiu didn't delay any longer, and there was a pitch-black condensing sword on his right hand, which was murderous.

Leng Qianqiu didn't know what was going on, why the whole world was silent, how his light of death was annihilated, fear, unprecedented panic, looking at Zi Xiu, who was resolute in killing intent, his blue lips trembled: "No, it's impossible, are you a human or a ghost?!!!"

Seven Killing Sword Techniques, Windless Realm, Thunder Wanjun, Seven Phantoms, and Ghosts, without giving Leng Qianqiu the slightest chance to live.

The heart of killing, I want to kill it, and it can't live!

The phantoms are heavy, the distance of ten meters, his speed is not fast, it seems to be fast but not fast, this is an attack that changes the rhythm, what changes is not the absolute speed, what changes is acceleration, the acceleration alternates between plus and minus in microseconds, ghostly movement, erratic, confusing.

Leng Qianqiu saw it in his eyes and realized the threat of death, but he felt that time and space seemed to be frozen, unable to move, and in his frightened eyes, he seemed to see the real death coming, and exclaimed: "No ......"

Seven Kills Sword Technique, Third Style, Breeze Face.

Poof!

The Blade of Destruction slashed out a bloody light, slashing through Leng Qianqiu's left eye and passing through his right eye, his eyes splashing and bleeding!

Leng Qianqiu let out a heart-rending scream, which was breathtaking.

The thunderous blow on the face of the breeze didn't even open Leng Qianqiu's head.

Zixiu stood in the wind, looking at Leng Qianqiu, who was on the phoenix platform, covering his eyes, and rolling in pain, he quickly realized a problem, he didn't die, his face must have been blessed with some kind of armor close to an artifact, blocking most of the attack power.

However, sealing Leng Qianqiu's eyes can be regarded as relieving the hatred in his heart.

Zixiu did not hesitate, and immediately transmitted his spiritual sense to Su Daozhi: "Inform Su San, we will evacuate quickly!"

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