The skull demon was dragged away by a black devil, and the demon lord and the demons couldn't understand: "This person just kicked a little higher, with his cultivation, the skull demon must be in a different place, but he only kicked his back, sparing his life." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The Demon Monarch took two steps, and the two demons beside him guessed what the Holy Monarch wanted to do, and they wanted to test Zhang Qingfeng again, so they hurriedly said, "The Holy Monarch ......"

The Demon Lord's right hand was raised, signaling that they didn't need to say much, he saw that this lonely swordsman was by no means simple, and the Demon Lord walked towards Zhang Qingfeng and said, "Yes, although the skeleton is useless, the deity can also see that you are a powerful character." ”

Skeleton Sha is actually already a mid-to-upper master in Demon Scare City.

The Demon Lord stared at Zhang Qingfeng with big eyes, and said word for word: "You are qualified to fight with me for the rest of your life!"

Zhang Qingfeng was overjoyed in his heart, and said in his heart: "This is the result you want!" and said: "Big devil, let's only decide the winner, not life and death, okay?"

The Demon Lord read the words sonorously: "It's not good, my rules are: the winner lives, the defeat is dead, you and I fight, not only to decide the winner, but also to determine life and death." ”

Zhang Qingfeng sighed and thought to himself: "If more than eighty masters in this demon realm and the dense ironclad demon soldiers rush up, how can I, Zhang Qingfeng, be killed." Now the demon lord is dueling with me, which is exactly what I want, no matter whether I win or lose, I will fight first, life and death are unpredictable, and I can live for a moment longer. ”

The left and right hands of the demon lord each show a short-handled ghost axe, the axe is big, the blade is crescent-shaped, extremely sharp, there are curved sharp thorns in front of the axe, there is a curved horn at the top of the axe, the tip of the horn is also very sharp, the face of the devil is embossed on both sides of the plate axe, the devil's eyes are purple, as if to come to life, this axe is called "the ghost axe of the mixed sky".

"Shenzhou Chronicles: Weapons Chapter" records: "The ghost axe of Chaotian is a short-handled double-plate axe, thick, sharp, with curved thorns in front of the axe, sharp corners at the top of the axe, a double-sided relief demon head, purple eyes, and a certain demon god weapon in the era of chaos." ”

The Demon Lord thought and said, "I heard that you are a Sword Saint, and I really want to learn and understand. ”

Zhang Qingfeng blew away the hair in front of him, with a surprised expression: "You also know this, you inquired very carefully!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly couldn't say a word, and an unprecedented aura suddenly made him on guard.

This person is face to face, and suddenly he doesn't say a word anymore, and he doesn't even move anymore, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't even have my eyelids trembling.

The Demon Lord held two huge ghost axes in his hands, and Zhang Qingfeng's Fengyue Iron Sword was also held in his hands, but they were facing each other and motionless.

You see they're still, but they're already moving.

Who said they had already moved, they didn't even move.

But they were already fighting, an invisible one.

Movement is stillness, stillness includes movement, movement or stillness, although they are motionless, the contest has quietly begun, but others can't see it, because this is a duel that belongs to the two of them.

The Demon Lord is waiting for Zhang Qingfeng to move first, and Zhang Qingfeng is also waiting for the Demon Lord to move first.

Aren't they already dueling?

Yes, the duel began from the moment they looked at each other, the duel between the minds had already begun, and although the duel between the minds did not produce a single punch or kick, an axe or a sword, although they did not move a single finger, they moved very powerfully, much more dangerous than ordinary people's fierce fights.

But they didn't move after all, the aura of the two of them was so dignified and impermeable, if someone raised a knife and slashed at them, it would never be too easy, if it was a hard cut, if that person did not practice enough, he would have to be shocked to death.

They didn't move after all, because they hadn't decided the winner yet.

The moon on the Great Compassion Cliff is slowly rising, the moon is nearly complete, very bright, whether it is in the human race or the demon world, the moon seen is the same moon.

The moon is fair, when it is missing, when the human demon beast sees it, it is lacking, when it is round, when the human demon beast sees it, it is round, there is no trace of favoritism, it does not give people a different image because of likes and dislikes, it gives light to passers-by who walk at night, it brings hope to the night, and it also helps countless amorous species to place their acacia.

The same is the same round of the bright moon, looking at each other is lovesickness, no matter how far away the end of the world, lovesick people will inevitably have to raise their heads to look at the moon, the end of the world is not the end of the world, lovesickness is only in each other, and the thoughts are close to each other.

The moon is so clean, so bright, so amorous, so lovely.

Mingyue Lake, Mingyue Pavilion, there is a bright moon in the sky, there is also a bright moon in the pavilion, Mingyue is playing the guzheng alone, the sound of the piano is sad, it seems to pour, that is her deep miss for her husband,

Although the lake is deep, it has a bottom,

But the thoughts are like the sea.

A light note sends the bright moon,

Who is Acacia for?

Mingyue's dress was snow-white, leaning on the railing alone, looking at the bright moon in the sky, her lips were bright red, and she muttered to herself: "A round of bright moon, lovesickness in two places." I am crazy for you, and I beg for you. ”

You are crazy for me, crazy for me, and if you love you, you will also be crazy for you.

You have your ambitions, your world, your chivalry, I am just a woman in the rolling red dust, as long as you have me in your heart, you are my ambition, my world, my chivalry, you are my life.

The next day, Zhang Qingfeng and the Demon Lord still didn't move, and there was no expression on their faces, they were still standing in that position, that action, no matter how strong the wind was, it couldn't blow into them within five zhang, the only thing that changed was: their aura became stronger and stronger, and the demons retreated farther and farther.

The demons could only look at them from a distance, and the heavy ironclad demon soldiers who did not cultivate deeply, and those who stood relatively high in front felt that the air seemed to be stagnant, and their chests were so tight that they were almost out of breath, and they had to retreat again and again.

They don't know, even if there is a thunderbolt in a sunny day at this time, they may not be able to hear it, they only have each other in their eyes at this time, and they can't tolerate the slightest distraction, the real master duel, they are already impeccable in their tricks, but the victory or defeat often depends on a trivial little negligence.

On the surface of Mingyue Lake, the huge bright moon seems to be half in the lake and half on the lake, sparkling, today, the moon has been completed.

The full moon, a symbol of reunion, what a simple metaphor, what a profound meaning.

On the surface of Mingyue Lake, there are lotus lanterns, dozens of lotus lanterns, the lights are swaying, lingering on the lake.

I heard that this is called making a wish, and it is very spiritual. Mingyue made ninety-nine eighty-one wishes and lit ninety-nine eighty-one small candles. In fact, it can't be said that ninety-nine-eighty-one wishes, because the wishes she made in these ninety-nine-eighty-one lotus lanterns are all the same, and she only makes one wish for ninety-nine eighty-one lotus lanterns.

In the Bright Moon Pavilion, the candles were lit by her one by one, and the lanterns were sent to the night sky by her one by one, and each lantern had her handwritten words "Qingfeng", "Bright Moon", "Peace" and "Return".

In the night sky, there is a bright moon, the moon has been completed, there are countless lanterns, the people of the human race heard that the sword saint Zhang Qingfeng broke into the Demon Demon Dynasty alone, and hit the Demon Demon City hard, forcing the Demon Lord to retreat, avoiding the misery of life, countless men and women, old people and children, they let go of the lanterns in their hands, and sincerely wished that the hero would return safely.

On the third day, the moon did not sink in the west, and the east became white.

They still shot after all, and in their minds they didn't know whether they won or lost, they shot at the same time.

The moment he made a move, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly realized a set of swordsmanship.

It's strange that some people sometimes can't create a set of exercises in their lifetime, and sometimes, people can suddenly realize a set of exercises in an instant.

The source of the comprehension of this set of swordsmanship came from Zhang Qingfeng seeing a simple giant tripod that suddenly appeared a few days ago, and many of his martial arts sword moves were sublimated in the ding's inscriptions and graphics, but those runes and patterns were too profound for him to understand.

The two axes in the hands of the demon lord of more than two zhang were thrown towards Zhang Qingfeng like lightning, and there was a purple mist fierce demon faintly around the two chaotic ghost axes, opening their teeth and dancing claws, accompanied by the chaotic ghost axe, Zhang Qingfeng raised his sword with both hands and cut them down one by one.

The Demon Lord shot towards Zhang Qingfeng, and shouted in his mouth: "Demon Evil Great Compassion Hand." The demonic hands suddenly turned into huge magic hands, as if they wanted to cover the sky with one hand, and grabbed Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng shouted: "The sword rain is drifting. This is a set of swordsmanship that he realized in an instant. During the contest of ideas, the Demon Monarch's cultivation of the Demon Demon Great Compassion Gong had reached a higher level, and Zhang Qingfeng also realized a set of peerless swordsmanship, which he named "Sword Rain Drifting".

The Demon Monarch's body was full of anger, and Zhang Qingfeng was full of righteousness.

The duel between one person and one demon immediately entered the extreme realm, and he was only dedicated to defeating the other party.

Zhang Qingfeng's sword rain drifted out, and his body was like a flying sword in the sky, countless qi swords wrapped his whole body, making a sonorous sound, and the demon lord and demon were caught by his great compassion, accompanied by thousands of palm bones, and grabbed Zhang Qingfeng together, which was very strange and unpredictable, and could not be stopped.

The Demon Lord's great compassion is fast, and Zhang Qingfeng's sword rain is also fast.

The Demon Monarch's Great Compassion grabbed Zhang Qingfeng's shoulder, Zhang Qingfeng's shoulder sank, avoided it, and shot like lightning, cutting off the palm bones formed by countless evil qi, and flipping a sword to cut the Demon Lord's wrist. The Demon Lord's claws grabbed Zhang Qingfeng's face, Zhang Qingfeng's left fist hit the Demon Lord's huge palm, and suddenly the fist turned into a hook on the way, pecking at the Demon Lord's wrist to ask for a point, the Demon Monarch turned his palm and slapped Zhang Qingfeng's arm with the sword, and hit him with a palm, Zhang Qingfeng's hand holding the sword suddenly reversed, and the sword hilt hit the Demon Lord's outstretched wrist, and the other hand was hard to open the Demon Lord's heavy fist.

The Demon Lord suddenly kicked Zhang Qingfeng in the lower abdomen, and Zhang Qingfeng's knee lifted and twisted the giant foot. Zhang Qingfeng jumped up and suddenly dragged up the Demon Monarch's jaw with his left hand, and the iron sword in his right hand flipped like electricity, cutting towards the side of the Demon Monarch's neck, and the Demon Monarch shot like an electric bullet deflecting Zhang Qingfeng's sword edge. In mid-air, Zhang Qingfeng punched the demon monarch with a phoenix eye punch to the temple, and the demon monarch pushed Zhang Qingfeng's chest with both palms. Zhang Qingfeng had to roll over to dodge.

As soon as Zhang Qingfeng's toes hit the ground, the sword qi roared, and one after another sword qi killed all the vital points of the demon lord's body, and the demon lord's great compassion was resolved one by one.

Their speed was unbelievably fast, and the demons on the spotter were dazzled by the unpredictable ghost hands fluttering everywhere, and the sword rays that were faster than lightning.

Thousands of ghost hands shook the heavens and the earth, and the sword rain shook the world.

They fought from morning to night, Zhang Qingfeng jumped up, stabbed out with a sword, and a sword qi roared out, piercing through the Demon Lord's demon armor, and the sword qi penetrated through his heart. At this moment, the Demon Lord's demonic and compassionate hand also happened to hit Zhang Qingfeng in a flood of mountains.

The Demon Lord took a few steps back from his sword, almost about to fall. Zhang Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and one person and one sword involuntarily flew down towards the Great Compassion Cliff.

The Demon Lord covered his chest, the blood was surging, the vital point in his body, it was not long before he lived, all the demons hurried to the Demon King's body, the Demon Lord just looked at the Great Sorrow Cliff where Zhang Qingfeng fell, under the Great Compassion Cliff was the abyss, the Demon Lord looked at the abyss, his heart was full of emotion, and he whispered: "You stabbed me to death, and you yourself fell into pieces, we are all jade! In the end, no one won or lost." If it hadn't been for this duel, we don't know how wonderful our future world would be, but unfortunately there is no future. ”

The Demon Lord's heart was bright, and the lonely swordsman Zhang Qingfeng came to the Demon Demon City in a circle for most of the time, just to compete with him.

The Demon Lord had an epiphany: "Endless killing expeditions, that's just to satisfy personal ambitions." It's selfish individualism. In the end, it may be like today, and it will be meaningless to end up with a jade stone burned and lose your life in vain. ”

The bright moon suddenly jumped out of the dark clouds, and the soft moonlight was sprinkled on the huge Great Compassion Stone, sprinkled on the statue of the Demon Buddha on the stone, and the Demon Buddha's face was calm and his expression was neutral.

The Demon Lord saw the Buddha's shallow smile, a shallow smile, and he also smiled shallowly.

The Demon Lord left his last words: "Since ancient times, the conquest has been so unrighteous that you can't do it lightly." ”

In the Mingyue Pavilion, the half-played guzheng suddenly broke a Xuan, Qin Mingyue was inexplicably dizzy, holding the pillar with one hand, panicking for no reason, she had tears in her eyes, and murmured: "Xuan...... Could it be that he ...... "She didn't dare to say the next words, she didn't dare to imagine what she was going to express, she didn't want to think about it, she was too afraid."

In the process of falling into the abyss of the Great Compassion Cliff, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly saw a red lantern floating beside him, there was a candle flame in the lantern, and the word "bright moon" seemed to be written outside the lantern.

Mingyue Pavilion, she came every day, every night, a month, two months, three months, this is the place where they met for the first time, this is the place where they are in love with three lives, there seems to be his figure here, his breath, and it seems that he can still hear the sound of his sword dancing.

etc., a word that is both beautiful and cruel. If there is a time to wait, why not wait for him to be desolate. If there is no time to wait, after a hundred years, I will be disheartened, without hurt or sorrow, and sad and sad.

Waiting is the most cruel kind of torture that time gives people.

In the Mingyue Pavilion, Mingyue Fuqin played sadly, fascinated, played the earth and the heavens, played the joys and sorrows, played the life and the world, played the life and death, played the ghost crying wolf, played the sad world, played the soul to go out of the body.

Fortunately, he didn't let her wait too long, what he said must be back, what he said, how can it not be counted.

I don't know when, there is a strong hand to put a red lantern on the case of the bright moon and the piano, in the night, the fire in the lantern is so conspicuous, so lovely, it gives people hope and warmth. There is a word outside the lantern: The breeze returns safely - the bright moon.

Qin Mingyue seemed to feel something, it was a familiar breath, a familiar feeling, she suddenly came back to her senses, stopped playing the piano fingers, and opened her eyes, so she saw the red lantern and saw him who had been gone for a long time.

At this moment, you are my life.

She threw herself into his arms, she couldn't stop crying, tears soaked his clothes, he stroked her silky hair, he hugged her so tightly.

There are people under the moon, there is a breeze, there is a bright moon, and there is a faint fragrance of orchids.

There is a harp, there is a sword, there is a lantern.

There is love, love, and chivalry.

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