If there is anyone in this world who trusts in Twelve without reservation, it is tomorrow night, since she rescued herself from hell, she is the only one in his world!

Will the master lose?

This kind of thing, even if the heavens and the earth are destroyed, will never be possible!

Tomorrow Night gritted his teeth, and the Liuyun Sword Technique in his hand was all unleashed, his liver was tearing in pain, and his internal injuries had not healed, but he had already killed his eyes.

Looking at him like this, which of the people from the Heavenly Sect was not excited? one by one, gritting their teeth and screaming and rushing into the battle, their team leader had not given up yet, as the top disciples of the top sects in the upper three sects, how could they give up easily?

Kill, kill, kill!

For a while, the people who were shocked by Bai Zimo's terrifying strength broke out with an unparalleled cohesion, they were like desperate beasts, their eyes were scarlet, and they made ruthless moves, even if they were injured, they had to defeat the enemy! Even if they died, they had to defend the territory under their feet.

"Isn't it just a martial god sixth order?" Qiu Lou spat on the ground, his face was slightly straight, and he looked at Mu Shaoqiu, who was stunned by this sudden change, "It's great to have a martial god sitting in charge, think you can kill Ruyi with one Bai Zimo?"

What does it mean to rely on a Bai Zimo? That's a sixth-order powerhouse of the Martial God! How does it sound like a cabbage on the ground in her mouth?

Mu Shaoqiu was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "Okay, good! You want to find death, the old man will give you a ride and kill!"

As soon as he gave the order, thousands of mercenaries and the dead soldiers cultivated by Bai Zimo frantically fought with the twelve.

And above the sky, after the golden light dissipated, a fiery red figure suddenly appeared, his right hand stretched out, and the palm of his hand still had the white fighting qi that had time to disperse! The other hand supported Twelve's waist and firmly protected her in his arms.

I thought that I could kill the twelve and eleven blows, but I didn't expect that Ling Yuhan would actually fight hard and come out with serious injuries, Bai Zimo's rampant laughter was like being suddenly restrained by someone's throat, and it stopped abruptly, his face was hideous, and the green tendons of his hand holding the golden bow burst out, "Ling Yuhan!"

"I'm here. Ling Yu smiled evilly, and even raised his hand to greet him with a good temper, how rampant and rampant he looked, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.

"Do you think you two can defeat Gu by joining forces!?" Bai Zimo asked with anger soaring in his heart and roaring.

Twelve was shocked by his fighting spirit, at this time, she was panting in Ling Yuhan's arms, the air flow in her body began to slowly repair the injured internal organs, and the Zhuxian Sword buzzed and vibrate, shouting in her mind: "This seat is going to kill him!

As a hundred-year-old artifact, he was defeated twice under the same bow and arrow, how could the arrogant Zhuxian Sword stand it? The sword body spread out thin black lines, and soon, the entire sword body was enveloped, as if the sword was absorbed by a black ball of light, and the ball of light exuded an extremely dangerous aura, and the twelve tigers were shocked, and subconsciously lowered their heads, looking at this familiar black air flow, they couldn't help but think of the powerful scene when the Zhuxian Sword was unearthed.

The throat is astringent, maybe it's going to have convulsions again, right?

"Defeat you?" Ling Yuhan smiled evilly, his eyes shining brightly, "We don't just want to defeat you, but we want to make this place your burial!"

"You're worthy of speaking wildly, too. Bai Zimo smiled coldly.

"Don't you forget, you are only a defeated general under us!, why do you need to be brave?" Ling Yuhan is like a god of war, the red clothes are gorgeous, and the words spit out from the flaming red lips carry a domineering spirit!"Your people, defeated, your weapon is defeated, but I'm curious, I remember that the golden bow has been damaged in the palace that day, where did you get this bow?"

"Ha Lu, haha, you lonely and unheard of guy, the artifact has its own sword spirit, as long as the sword spirit does not die, the artifact will not be destroyed!" Bai Zimo smiled arrogantly, his fingers stroked the bow and arrow in his hand from time to time, "How can you defeat Lone's weapon?"

"Hmph," Ling Yu smiled coldly, "Since you didn't kill the sword spirit last time, this time, let it accompany you, an unsuccessful master, to hell!"

With that, his hands struck in the air, and the spread palm pushed out two majestic air currents in the air, and the Martial God's third-order fighting qi was all struck, and two white round spheres were beating in his palms, which contained a terrifying force that was enough to make people's hairs stand on end.

"Ruyi, borrow your sword to use it. Ling Yuhan lowered his head and whispered affectionately to Twelve.

"Take it. Twelve didn't hide his selfishness, and stuffed the black sword of Zhuxian into his hand, with 100% trust in his eyes!

Ling Yuhan raised his lips and chuckled, the Zhuxian Sword quickly flipped one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, the air crackled as if it was burned by flames, the black airflow quickly merged with the white ball of light, and a black and white ball of light quickly emerged from outside the compass that the Zhuxian Sword rotated, gradually enlarged, and after reaching the most cloudy, it was like the dawn of the sun, covering the sky and the sun, Ling Yuhan held the sword in one hand, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the blue sky, above the tip of the sword, there was a huge ball of light mixed with black and white, the whole sky was instantly covered by this sphere, and the haze fell from the sky.

Qiu Lou and Ming Ye teamed up against Mu Shaoqiu, the Yun brothers and sisters fought against Bai Zimo's dead soldiers, although Mu Shaoqiu was strong, but he was old, and in the protracted war, he gradually showed signs of exhaustion.

Finally caught by Ming Ye with a fatal defensive loophole, a long sword broke through the air, and when he had just landed and had not yet stood firm, a sword pierced Mu Shaoqiu's heart.

"Ahh

In the past, the legendary figures of the Xuanwu Kingdom have completely fallen today.

And still died at the hands of two late-born juniors, how ironic?

Seeing that Mu Shaoqiu was dead, Qiu Lou relaxed his tense nerves, and the whole person sat down in a puddle on the ground, only panting in his mouth, his body was very embarrassed, and the injuries on his body were all staggered, like a bloody man, only those big and smart eyes were full of joy and happiness!

"Damn, I'm finally dead. It was only at this time that she was shocked to realize that she couldn't exert any strength in her body, and her dantian was dry up, if it weren't for the support of a stubborn thought in her heart, where would she be able to hold on until now?

A ball of light comparable to Yao Sun was actually raised by Ling Yuhan with one hand?

The people of the Quartet Gate who were fighting below raised their heads when they saw the abnormal movement, and they were dumbfounded one by one, what is that?

Just standing on the ground, you could feel the terrifying force emanating from that huge ball of light, your legs trembling, and your mouth was dry.

"You're going to die if you're hit by this, right?" exclaimed one of the mercenaries.

In an instant, this sentence suddenly made everyone on Bai Zimo's side feel like an enlightenment, where can they still take care of the fighting enemy? At this time, it is the most important thing to save their lives! Who knows if the ball of light in the Dao Dao explodes, will it take their lives.

"Run, run!"

"Who stepped on my feet. ”

"Don't drag me, you want to die, we want to live!"

......

Ming Ye sneered at the enemy army who were in chaos, "Only now do I know that I am afraid?"

I don't know if it was in response to his words, Ling Yuhan waved his arm, and the Zhuxian Sword slashed down in a semi-arc in the air, and the ball of light went straight towards the sluggish Bai Zimo!

It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that the coercion of the ball of light has always locked on him, and he can't move at all!

Twelve's strength was blessed by the Immortal Sword, coupled with Ling Yuhan's ten percent of the Martial God energy! For a while, Bai Zimo, who was a Martial God Sixth Order, was stiff and unable to move, and could only watch the huge ball of light coming towards him, panicking, swinging at the tip of his heart, and spreading over his limbs.

Cold sweat poured from his forehead, and he seemed to see the scythe of death.

"Boom!"

It was like a nuclear bomb exploding in the sky, and the moment the ball of light hit Bai Zimo, the entire sky fell into darkness, and the sky and the earth suddenly lost their color.

Black, like the darkness of the end of the world.

"Puff"

"Puff"

"Puff"

......

The people below the Martial God below could no longer resist the coercion, and they knelt down in embarrassment, their faces were shocked, and the only thing they could feel in this forest where they couldn't see their fingers was the overwhelming pressure above their heads! It was so strong that they were suffocated.

Heaven and earth, there was silence, so quiet that a pin could be heard, Ling Yuhan covered Twelve's figure with his fiery red sleeves, and at the moment when the ball of light shot out, he hugged her feet and kicked in the air, and the figure quickly retreated backwards a hundred meters away.

No one knows better than him how powerful that blow really is!

The Zhuxian Sword in his hand fell silent after the explosion of strength.

"This seat...... This seat has won......" Only Twelve's head still heard the sound of a weak sword, but full of joy.

"You won. She closed her eyes and responded in her mind, and then, as if the Immortal Sword had disappeared, she didn't make a sound.

When the black light gradually dissipated, the continuous drizzle in the sky finally stopped, and the earth-shaking coercion finally faded, everyone had the illusion that they seemed to be walking around on the edge of life and death, their backs were full of cold sweat, and they staggered up, their eyes were red, and they stared at the top, and the black ball of light shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and completely dissipated after reaching the most.

A black object fell vertically from the sky, like a meteor, and slammed into the muddy dirt on the slopes of Jiuli Mountain.

The rain was shaken and splashed up, Ling Yuhan held Twelve, falling from the sky, his jade-like face was slightly pale, and the fighting spirit in his body seemed to have completely disappeared with that blow, after all, he had taken out his housekeeping skills! It was already good to be able to stand.

Twelve jumped out of his arms, a trace of melancholy flashed in his dark eyes, his arm touched his stiff right hand, and his face changed: "What's the matter?

With a clenched on his rock-like arm, the Immortal Sword clanged, slipped from Ling Yuhan's palm, turned into an afterimage, and flew into the Twelve Rings.

Ling Yuhan's face was pale, and the whole person fell into Twelve's arms, his chin rested against her thin shoulder, and he breathed rapidly: "No...... Nothing to do......"

Wanting to kill Bai Zimo with one blow, he forcibly fed all the surging fighting qi in his body into Fang Cai's ball of light, and his right hand supported all the strength, small tendons, how could he resist the huge and terrifying fighting qi?