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At this time, the sun in the sky also lost its color, and there was only one sword left in the sky, a giant sword that spanned the heavens and the earth!

"Xing'er, Mo didn't hallucinate before he died. Where are the heroes in this world, if only they didn't come to take advantage of the fire to rob!"

Wei Zhen didn't even move her eyelids, she had already accepted her fate and used death to free herself.

"There are really heroes, Miss, there are really heroes, Apricot is so happy, I really saw heroes!"

Xing'er's eyes were staring at the air, he didn't hear a word of Wei Zhen's words, and in Xing'er's eyes, there was only the giant sword that emitted bright light!

The giant sword seemed to be very slow, and in the blink of an eye, it was already at the neck of Hankui!

This sword wants to cut off Hankui's head with one sword!

"My God, there is such a beautiful sword in the world, is my hero just a sword? No, there is someone behind the sword!"

Xing'er almost lost her sight in both eyes, and the light emitted by this sword was so dazzling that Xing'er's eyeballs began to be unbearable!

"What sword, what person? Xing'er, let's accept fate, no one who comes can save our ......" Wei Zhen couldn't cry or laugh, people often say that when people are dying, they will hallucinate, Xing'er has not yet reached the moment when she is about to die, or rather, she is still alive and well, she has already hallucinated? In the endless wasteland, the most common ones are only some mercenary organizations and some caravans, and the strength of these people is not too high, at most there is only the Judan Realm! Even if there is a powerful warrior, he will not stay in the wasteland. And no one would provoke such a fierce spirit to come out like himself! With the strength of this fierce spirit, who would dare to rashly save his own people if he did not break through the virtual realm?

Breaking through the void, in the Great Chu Empire, he is already a top powerhouse, how can he easily walk around, which one is not in the sect or family to comprehend the martial arts?

Suddenly, Wei Zhen was silent, and the thousands of thoughts in his mind began to stagnate at this moment.

Light, intense light!

How can there be such a strong light here?

Was it a blow of the fierce spirit's rage, or was it really as Xing'er said, a hero appeared to save them?

"Ho ho ...... This ......"

Wei Zhen couldn't hold back the strong curiosity in his heart anymore, and suddenly opened his eyes. At the moment when he just opened his eyes, Wei Zhen's eyes only felt a pain, and tears couldn't help flowing out anymore.

This light, the color of Zeng Liuli, seems to be dancing with flames!

This flame is so fascinating that the soul can't help but drift away from the body and towards this flame!

"Hey ......"

Wei Zhen bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the pain in his heart made Wei Zhen's mind a little clear. Wei Zhen didn't care about the stinging eyes, he fixed his concentration and looked towards the center of the light.

In the center of this huge sword-shaped light, a divine sword that exuded an aura of panic was about to capture people's hearts!

"There really ...... someone"

Wei Zhen opened his mouth wide, at this moment, Wei Zhen no longer had any thoughts in his heart, and there was only that figure left in his mind. This figure is tall and straight, majestic. He is about the same age as himself, only eighteen or nineteen years old, and no more than twenty years old at most!

The young man held the sword in his right hand, and the intense light spread out around him. The strange thing is that there is not the slightest light around the body of this young man, and this young man wants to stand in a black hole, and it is pitch black all around!

Born in a family of martial artists, Wei Zhen knew that it was not that there was no light, but that the light had been brightened to the extreme, so bright that it had already hallucinated!

"This is the hero in Xing'er's mouth? This is a hero, but I don't believe it anymore! I almost missed seeing the hero's heroic posture!"

Wei Zhen only had this figure left in his eyes, and there was only this figure left in his heart.

That's the hero!

Are you here to save yourself?

At this moment, Wei Zhen naturally blamed himself for the appearance of this young man!

At the moment when this young man appeared, when the giant sword that could cut the sky and destroy the earth appeared, Han Kui was stunned for a moment.

Can a person who can perform such a beautiful and shocking martial art be strong?

"Roaring ......"

Han Kui stared at this sword, and a solemnity appeared on his face, to be able to cultivate to this point, Han Kui's spiritual wisdom was already not low.

Retracting the human beings that were about to fall, wanting to trample to death those ant-sized humans, Han Kui stood on the ground with his feet on his feet, and his body stood up suddenly. The ugly head seemed to pierce the sky, and its face could no longer be seen clearly below!

The body that stands up to the sky and the earth is like a mountain, just standing there, it is already terrifying!

Hankui did not sit still, even if it knew that it was invincible!

If you shoot blatantly, you will also win both defeats!

That thick arm, like an optimus pillar, swept across, sweeping towards the giant sword!

Hankui wants to use its strong body to resist that earth-shattering sword!

"Hero, watch out for ......"

Seeing Han Kui's actions, Wei Zhen and Xing'er reminded loudly. It doesn't matter if the young man holding the sword can hear it in mid-air now. There was more worry in Wei Zhen's eyes. And Xing'er, already clasped her hands tightly together and raised them to her chest. There was a deep melancholy on his face.

Young people are not very old, no matter how strong their strength is, how strong can they be? That shocking sword seems to be powerful, maybe it is just the characteristics of martial arts, and the practicality is not strong at all!

Once the spiritual power leaves the body too far, it is not something that the martial artist can control, and it loses its due power!

Unless, it is a strong person above the Void Breaking Realm, can he use his own strength to gather the surrounding aura and attack! This young man has the strength to break the Void Realm?

A stranger can come to the rescue, it is really rare, if he is killed by Han Kui's move, wouldn't he give his life in vain?

"Miss, are you excited? This is a hero?"

Xing'er turned her head in surprise and looked at Wei Zhen in disbelief. The young lady, who has always been very cold to men, even the young master of the family who once rescued her, the young lady treats her coldly. How could it be possible to remind a stranger so kindly now, is the sun coming out in the west?

"Xiao Nizi, I don't know if this person can survive yet, it's too early to say anything!"

Wei Zhen's eyes were staring at the air, not blinking. The reason why it is so slow is mainly because the distance is too far, or because this speed is extremely fast, which makes people pause in their thinking.

Han Kui is already in the Divine Body Realm, and in the area of the Endless Wasteland, he is a generation of overlords, even if it is an elder at the peak of the Divine Body Realm in the family, or even an Elder Taishang who has broken through the Void Realm, he does not want to provoke!

This young man may have underestimated the enemy, and to put it mildly, he just can't do it!

Even if a young man is thirty years old at this time, and after thirty years of cultivation, he may not be able to break through to the realm of breaking through to the void!

Besides, this young man, who is only less than twenty years old, has been cultivating since he was in his mother's womb, and he has only been cultivating for twenty years. Twenty years, measured by the talent of one day, it is at most the Judan Realm!

"Heroes don't fall!

Xing'er looked nervous, but her eyes were very determined.

"Evil animal, die!"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded in the air, and the voice was so cold that people couldn't help but shiver.

"This is a beautiful voice! This is how a hero should be!"

This was the first sentence that the young man said since he appeared, but Xing'er's face was already a little ruddy like a treasure.

Wei Zhen is full of black lines, although he also feels very good and has a manly demeanor, don't say it so undisciplinedly!

"Roar...... Woo......"

Dry Kui roared, and the raised arm whistled backwards, and he was about to touch the giant sword. Dry Kui's face was furious, it was going to smash this sword to pieces, it was going to beat this damn human to pulp!

"......"

A crisp voice echoed in mid-air, and the giant sword, the brilliant light, flashed from Hankui's arm, with endless might, without the slightest stop, directly slashing down at Hankui's neck!

"Sneer......"

In the frightened eyes of Han Kui, in the incredible eyes of Wei Zhen and Xing'er, Han Kui's thick arm suddenly fell, and the blood was like rain!

"Poof......

The thick arm had not yet fallen to the ground, and Dry Kui had not recovered from his fright, and the sword flashed from Dry Kui's neck. After being stunned for a few breaths, Dry Kui's huge head suddenly tilted and rolled off his neck!

Han Kui's neck was as smooth as a mirror, and at the moment when his head fell down, blood sprayed wildly!

"Boom ......"

Hankui's arm finally fell to the ground, and the huge arm fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the earth trembled!

After only a few breaths, the huge head of Han Kui also fell to the ground with a bang, causing the earth to groan in pain!

"Hero, don't go!"

For a long time, Xing'er and Wei Zhen, who had been drenched in the blood of Hankui, finally came back to their senses in the shock.

As soon as they came back to their senses, the figure that made them worship had already walked out dozens of feet!

The hero left, without receiving a word of thanks, and just left!

How can this work?

Xing'er got up directly, ran out, chased after dozens of feet, and shouted loudly.

"Heroes?"

The figure turned around, with some shame on his face and some nostalgia.

"Are you a hero?"

Xing'er innocently raised her head and looked at the person a few feet away, the hero in her heart, and asked very uncertainly.

Apricot is still in a dream, and she just wants a definitive answer to prove that she is not dreaming.

Xing'er's face was soaked with blood, and she was very embarrassed, but Xing'er didn't care.

"Hehe... Little Nizi, I'm not a hero, I'm just a passerby!"

The young man smiled softly, and smiled kindly, gently. Saying this, the young man turned and walked away without the slightest pause.

"Hero, what's your name?"

Apricot feels very lost, the hero is gone, and she doesn't know his name yet!

"Duan Wuya!"

The three words echoed in the air, and the figure of the young man was so abrupt that only a small black dot remained! )