Seeing that he couldn't save Ke Mojian, Wen Zhao didn't love to fight, and drew his sword and retreated. It's just that he didn't expect that the stabbing chain that was still in Ke Mojian's flesh and blood just now was like life, spiraling up like a bloodthirsty poisonous snake, and it was chasing him in the direction of retreat.

"Don't be too arrogant. ”

Wen Zhao snorted, and the long sword swung out.

Ping!

The Spike Chain was shot down, but not severed. After that stab, the ghostly figure actually took the opportunity to bully him, and the shaking cold sword shadow had already enveloped half of Wen Zhao's body.

With a cold snort, Wen Zhao raised his sword and slashed it out, and the cold sword wind that jumped out of thin air slashed all the dancing illusory sword shadows with a single blow, and then the five fingers of his left hand were spread, turning into a palm-shaped flat chest and pushing out, facing the palm that the opponent split at the same time.

Boom!

The palms touched, and the seemingly petite and snow-white little hand erupted with an even stronger domineering force, forcibly shaking Wen Zhao's figure back, and at the same time causing a violent ripple fluctuation in mid-air.

Suddenly stepped back before barely removing the power of that palm, Wen Zhao's face turned red and white, and his breath was not unstable. After fighting the saber-toothed manticore lion that day, his injuries have not healed these days, and his strength is only at most eighty percent of his peak state. It was precisely because of this that when he looked at the slender figure in front of him that stood in mid-air with a large fuchsia fluttering, his eyes were a little more solemn.

However, Luo Xun, who suddenly attacked, was also injured, and his strength did not fully recover. Otherwise, not to mention that the right palm just now was enough to hit Wen Zhao hard, even if the previous swift sword momentum, the greedy wolf, one of the three monarchs of the tomb, might not be able to deal with it.

"Be careful, greedy wolf, that woman is the Tiankui Star of the Annihilation Pavilion!" Mo Liuchen, who was still adjusting his internal breath not far away, hurriedly reminded that Luo Xun's terrifying strength had left a deep impression on him.

Hearing this, Luo Xun snorted lightly: "It turns out that you are the last of the three monarchs who killed the wolf, the greedy wolf." I've played against the other two, and today I'm finally playing against you. The conclusion is that the tomb killed the three wolves, and it was just a waste of fame. With your little strength, let's go back and practice for another ten years!"

Suddenly, a gloomy look appeared in Wen Zhao's eyes, and he raised his sword and drank: "Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated!"

At the same time, Mo Liuchen also stood up shakingly, and the double spear that was connected to the chain in the middle was also re-held in his hand, standing beside Wen Zhao, and said in a deep voice: "If I remember correctly, she was bound to be seriously injured when she broke out of the encirclement, and since she was in the Tsukalong Mountain Range during this time, she must have never healed from her injuries." If it were a combination of you and me, we should be able to fight. ”

"The Seven Killings have been crippled, if the broken army and the greedy wolf are killed here, the tomb will probably be greatly injured. In this battle, you can be said to have lost your wife and your soldiers. Luo Xun snorted coldly, raised his hand to stir the big man, and his body was approaching violently.

The sound of whistling wind breaking through the air swept through, and eight stabbing chains were the first to strike out, followed by a cold sword light.

"I'll come first!"

Mo Liuchen drank it, forcibly endured the cold sting pain from the cracked sword marks in his chest, and the two spears danced out hundreds of cold rays against the eight stabbing chains.

However, only Luo Xun snorted slyly, and the eight stabbing blade chains that flew out flashed into a phantom, and then disappeared from Mo Liuchen's eyes, and the stabbing Waterfall Star Sword was directly aimed at the opponent's double spears.

Ping!

With only one sword stab, all the cold rays that were gathering were shattered, and the fierce sword qi broke through the power of Mo Liuchen's two spears, and the oncoming cold qi also made him retreat.

Immediately, his eyes couldn't help but change, and a few traces of cold air from behind him had already penetrated a piercing killing intent into his back.

Behind him, eight chains of thorn blades spitted out letters like poisonous snakes, and in the next moment, they all stabbed.

"Stop!"

There was a sudden rebuke in the air, the greedy wolf Wen Zhao fell in the air, and the sword that fell suddenly shook a phantom, and the two swords of uneven length fell into his hands, and the sword air rotation stirred up a circle of strange ripples in the void during the split, and blocked Mo Liuchen's back before the stabbing blade stabbed.

With a pulling and absorbing force stretched out in the air, Wen Zhao held his twin swords and imprisoned all the stabbing chains.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Liuchen also ushered in a turning point, and the two guns slashed on the eight chains that pulled the thorn blades with a loud shout, and the two silver rainbows opened like peacocks.

Ping!

In an instant, the chain broke and dissipated into a few black smokes, and the eight stabbing blades that had lost their traction also fell together, shattering into nothingness.

Seeing this, Wen Zhao and Mo Liuchen couldn't spare a trace of joy, because when they swept their eyes out again, they suddenly found that Luo Xun had already deceived himself, and the surging sword light swept across the sky, sealing the figures of the two together in a small space, and the cold air was full of killing in all directions.

The blade roared slightly, Luo Xun's face was even colder than the waterfall star sword in his hand, and the bright sword momentum danced like stars falling into the Milky Way, all pouring between heaven and earth.

However, this sword's fierce attack was halfway through, Luo Xun suddenly snorted in confusion, and the blade turned and struck in the air.

In an instant, a pitch-black figure appeared in the void like a ghost, and a roaring long sword met the cold attack of the Waterfall Star Sword.

Ping!

The two swords collided, trembling at each other, and the shattered chill withered in mid-air, and the cold sprinkled on the earth directly condensed layers of crystal thin ice, and then shattered in an instant, only the cold air continued to linger.

Withdrawing from the retreat, Luo Xun crossed the sword in front of him, and hummed: "Jiang Yu, it's you again! This time, I won't let you run away again." ”

Ming Fangjian pointed, Jiang Yu stood in front of Mo Liuchen and Wen Zhao, and replied in a deep voice: "I also said last time, you and I are the same kind of people. Once this kind of person meets, he can only survive in the end. The previous sword revenge, today with your life to pay!"

When the words fell, I saw him raise his hand and roll the robe, and the black robe that rolled like a dark cloud concealed the sword qi, with the ghostly steps of changing shapes, the sword was extremely weird, and it seemed to be careless and weak, but it seemed to be everywhere, and the roaring killing power was contained in the sword momentum.

Seeing this, Luo Xun naturally sensed the extraordinaryness in this sword, she didn't dare to fight easily before her injuries healed, and the waterfall star sword lowered dozens of chills in front of her, and the silver rainbow hook had already laid a lot of barriers.

However, the strangeness of Jiang Yu's sword was beyond Luo Xun's imagination, the invisible barrier in the tip of the sword hidden in the black robe, a trace of pitch black penetrated from the tip of the sword, and he actually ignored the layer of cold defense, and the deadly sharp sword intent pierced through the slender figure that was close at hand.

Shocked in his heart, Luo Xun didn't expect his defense to be so vulnerable, and hurriedly swung his sword to block it, and the flickering cold light was blocked before the line was pitch black.

But at this moment, her face changed again, she pulled back, and the purple-red big sword behind her was agitated by hunting, and the eight stabbing chains flew out again, intact as before.

Jiang Yu's long sword stood up, and the tip of the sword pressed against the end of the rotating pitch-black sword qi, and the strange power cracked into several ways, shattering all the stabbing chains in an instant, and then bypassing the fierce chill of the Waterfall Star Sword's counterattack, and re-fused and converged into a slender sword qi that continued to stab.

Laugh at!

A line of pitch-black sword qi passed through Luo Xun's left chest, and at the same time, the blood that splashed out was also scarlet with a few traces of pitch black color.

As soon as the figure overturned, it fell to the ground and slid out a few meters away, the waterfall star sword fell to the ground, and the slender and delicate body covered by the purple-red big sword trembled slightly, and Luo Xun's face was bloodless, and it was all pale.

With a wave of his hand, Ming Fang's sword hummed into the air, and Luo Xun's last counterattack sword did not hurt Jiang Yu in the slightest, and all the sword qi was shattered in the void.

The sword was collected, and Jiang Yu snorted and smiled: "This sword is specially equipped for you." I didn't show up just now, and that's because this Burial Spirit Sword is a nine-grade high-grade martial art, and I hid in the shadows for a long time to build up momentum before completing it. ”

Then, he looked back at Mo Liuchen and Wen Zhao who were surprised, and said in a deep voice: "What are you waiting for? The biggest obstacle has been erased by me, is it possible that I want to take the people of your tomb into the cave? Don't forget, my relationship with your tomb is only a temporary alliance, and there is no need to be born and die for you." ”

The cross arm blocked the somewhat stunned Mo Liuchen, and Wen Zhao bowed slightly and replied, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your help." ”

"I can't afford the greedy wolf's thanks, but I just hope that the time won't let the enemy go. Jiang Yu glanced at Wen Zhao coldly, presumably Jiang Jie and the others had already informed him of the matter.

Then, he turned his head to look at the air, but found that the Ghost Brake Soul King seemed to be a little unable to hold on, and the various ghosts and demon souls summoned were constantly annihilated under the fierce sword aura of Wu Linwu, and the formation was about to be broken through.

"Hmph, yes, and a good opponent. ”

The next moment, Jiang Yu jumped out, and the black-robed instigation of Ming Fang's sword burst into the encircled sword shadow, blocking the sword that was about to slash towards the shoulder of the Ghost Brake Soul King.

Below, Wen Zhao didn't say a word, walked to Luo Xun who fell to the ground with a gloomy face, looked at the other party who couldn't move, and said coldly: "I didn't expect that the dignified Annihilation Pavilion Tiankui Star would end up like this." Perhaps, you are the strongest to die under my wolf-toothed sword. Bye. ”

Raising his head and sighing, the two swords in his hands were one, and he stabbed Luo Xun fiercely in the throat.

Boom!

In an instant, a sharp sword roar resounded in the sky, but it was not the sword in Wen Zhao's hand, but it flew from a distance.

In an instant, Wen Zhao's sword momentum twisted, and he raised his hand and slashed to his side.

Ping!

A silver rainbow suddenly stopped in midair, and the energy between the two humming blades collided with each other.

"Open!" As soon as Wen Zhao drank, the strength of the sword exploded, and the long sword he held flew out in one turn, nailed obliquely to the ground on the side, and the hilt of the sword was still trembling slightly.

When he finally saw the sword, he was shocked that although he didn't know the name of the sword, he recognized its owner. Before that, he had never imagined that he would one day see this sword.

The whole body was bright silver like a ghostly workmanship, and the slender blade shone with a faint halo, like the light of the stars from the ancient night sky. On the hilt of the sword, the strange words seem to tell the history of the past, and the engraving is not the language of human beings.

Elven holy sword, Stardust Tears.

"Wind toughness?"

Wen Zhao was startled and turned his head to look into the air. What caught his eye was a huge tumbling flame of light, mixed with gold and darkness, constantly expanding wildly and roaring, spreading the scorching heat that destroyed the world all over the valley.

"That's right, I'll reward you for this trick!"

Holy martial arts, Ming and Ming extinguish the world!

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