The man was straight, in a white robe, holding a short sword with interlaced black and white lines, and his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, like a curved willow leaf, and like a sharp scimitar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The eyes bursting with essence in the eye sockets are like the brightest stars in the night sky, they are so dazzling, so beautiful, so unsightly, fascinating.

For Sun Qianqian, time seemed to stand still at this moment, and this was when she finally realized that when she was not paying attention, that person had grown to such a point.

can be alone, can stand proudly in the world, and can even make such a plan in front of Wanhua!

"Hey......" had a lot of thoughts in her heart, but she could only turn into a faint sigh, when she made that decision, it was destined that the two of them would be enemies in the future, and all the past would be a thing of the past, and they would never return......

Lin Yue didn't have the extra mind to pay attention to Sun Qianqian's dynamics now, and it was less than half a second before he started to move, and the blurred figure of Wanhua had come to his eyes in an instant.

Really fast, very soon......

But that doesn't change his plans, because he can be faster!

Immediately communicate with the wisp of spiritual power that was thrown into the sea of Hanging Pot's Divine Sense, re-transform it into divine consciousness, and urge it to explode, the process was almost completed in milliseconds.

At this time, Wanhua's figure was a little closer, and his raised right hand was almost touching his chest.

The panicked look on his face had not yet faded due to the restriction of the Hanging Pot's Divine Possession, and then an unbearable pain came from his sea of consciousness.

The pain was heart-wrenching like he had never experienced, as if his entire brain had been crumbled into paste by a sharp blade in an instant.

I have to say that he does have two brushes, even if the sea of knowledge is destroyed, he does not die immediately, I don't know if the will to survive is too strong, or what kind of life-saving secret method he has.

But that didn't mean he had escaped the catastrophe, and the moment he was limited by gravity, his fate was sealed.

You can't escape, you can't avoid it, you can only bear it.

So before his terrible wail could be spoken, it was stuck directly in his throat.

"Die!"

Lin Yue had already swung the short sword in his hand the moment before he detonated his divine sense, and with the determination to kill with one blow, he slashed at the back of the opponent's neck!

This sword is a benevolent if it is unsuccessful, so it is more ferocious, faster, and of course more powerful than the sword that cut off Lin San's head not long ago!

Although the sword shape of this short sword transformed by Killing Dan is not obvious, and it is even ridiculous, its sharp sword intent is enough to open mountains and split rocks and tear the earth!

The cold light flashed away, and the earth-shattering sword light turned into substance, horizontally cutting through the entire south wall of the Upper Pole Hall, and a row of rosewood bookshelves standing on the side of the wall was divided into two.

The speed of the sword was too fast, and the blade was too sharp, so that the walls and bookshelves that had been cut at this moment did not collapse immediately, and they were still struggling to support themselves in the noise of "creaking".

Fortunately, this earth-shattering sword light only cut one wall, and with the support of the other three walls, the Upper Pole Hall would not immediately collapse into ruins.

The hanging pot only felt a chill on the back of his neck, and he couldn't spit out a word in his mouth, he didn't think that he would die at all, let alone die in front of the Wanhua Immortals.

So he is still waiting, waiting to be rescued, waiting for hope, waiting to see the rising sun tomorrow.

However, he couldn't wait.

"Smack"

This is the sound of the precious rosewood bookshelf finally being unable to support it, and the sound of falling to the ground in two parts, and the books are scattered all over the ground, piling up.

"Knock"

It was the sound of a skull losing its blood and vertebrae, separating from its body, and falling to the ground.

Blood splattered and spilled onto the floor, sprinkled with the pile of books, and the red blood was like poppies, so dazzling, so terrifying, announcing that the verdict of fate was inescapable.

However, at this time, Wanhua's hand was still a millimeter away from Lin Yue's chest, and it was this millimeter difference that proved that in this game of psychology and speed, he had won.

He burst out like lightning under Wanhua's nose, and the triple urging means came out together, interlocking, and in almost less than a second, he ended up with the life of the Hanging Pot Master!

"Sorrow and sorrow for the healer who cannot heal himself......"

The head of the hanging pot did not die instantly after it landed, and there was still a trace of confusion on the wrinkled face, and the lips that were dry as the bark of an old tree slowly spit out the last words of this life between opening and closing, and then his eyes quickly dimmed.

Maybe he has miraculous medical skills, but as he said, "a doctor can't heal himself", then everything is nonsense, sad and lamentable.

At the same time that his will dissipated, Sun Wukong, who was controlled by his hypnotism, finally woke up!

He knew what had happened, and the culprit had been punished, but it wasn't enough to vent his anger!

The tiger wakes up from his sleep, and someone must pay for his anger!

There was no need to say much between the two, Lin Yue knew what to do now, and the short sword in his hand suddenly changed direction and slashed towards Wanhua, who was close at hand!

Sun Wukong's green tendons on his forehead skyrocketed, and he swung his right fist like lightning, carrying the power of the mountain and the tsunami, and accurately smashed into the figure in front of him!

The master and apprentice of another time and space, here and now, jointly launched the first challenge to a giant from ancient times, an invincible ancient creature in the world!

Or rather, the grasshopper shakes the tree and seeks its own death.

"You ......"

Wanhua's eyes were colder than the thousand-year-old cold pool, and he grabbed the amazing short sword and iron fist with both hands, as easily as he grabbed two annoying flies, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he said with a smile: "Do you know what you're doing?"

Although she was laughing, she was angry, angry, and she wanted to let these two humans who dared to challenge her authority experience what it means to be utterly desperate!

This seemingly disparity in strength, waiting for the two of them to have no accidents, should be a miserable defeat.

In fact, Lin Yue was waiting for this moment!

The debut of "Meteor Flying Star Pole" on this planet did not choose to be used on the Hanging Pot Skill, because he was not worthy.

The current Wanhua is the most suitable opponent!

Sun Wukong didn't know much about Wanhua, but now, his body has begun to tremble slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement!

He didn't expect that in this world, apart from Shizun, there would be someone who could take his fist full of anger so easily?

This scene aroused his monstrous battle intent, and the golden mangs all over his body skyrocketed, and the terrifying coercion swept away like a substance!

Sun Qianqian took a step forward, her eyes flashed red and blue, but after all, she still didn't make a move, she chose not to help each other at this critical juncture.

Outside the hall, the sky suddenly changed, and the original blue and cloudless sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, enveloping the entire Shangjing City.

Where does the cloud come from?

Maybe it's because the change of Wanhua's mind is enough to communicate the changes in heaven and earth, or maybe it's the sky that has opened the curtain for this upcoming war......