Chapter XVII: Crisis

Come on!

With a high fighting spirit, the Demon Mourning Halberd swirled three thousand against the road. The Nine Dragons are against the soul and are shocked in all directions. Drink!

The Wind Splitting Eagle's eyes were fierce, and the Shangguan in front of him was obviously not an opponent, but he dared to take the lead in making a move, which was simply ironic of his dignity as a fifth-level brute beast. As a powerhouse comparable to Martial Venerable, the Spirit Intelligence of the Wind Splitting Wild Eagle is no worse than that of a spirit beast. A long cry alarmed the center of the Wangyue Mountain Range. The Wind Splitting Eagle's wings fluttered and the wings of the sky waved, and the thick tornado storm of the water tank swept through Shangguan.

Under the pursuit of the Wind Splitting Eagle, Shangguan broke through the limit, and Nei Yuan was like a broken embankment, and the tide of the river was difficult to recover. The third form of the Halberd Nine Reverses, the Nine Dragons Contradictory Soul Eight Directions Shocking Crisis broke out. The sound of martial arts in all directions was shocking. The dancing halberd is graceful and hides infinite attacks. I saw a flash of blue light in the eyes of the Splitting Wind Eagle, a tornado, and the storm was divided into four, one left and one right, and the two winds were blocking the retreat in front of it, extincting life.

There was a thunderous sound, Shangguan spurted a mouthful of blood, and the Wind Splitting Eagle just shook slightly. Although the Nine Reverse Moves of the Halberd are strange and changeable, one style is stronger than the other, but the foundation cannot keep up. Shangguan retreated again and again, the halberd fell into the ground, and the halberd blade of his right foot stopped the decline. One step further is the precipice.

This beast is really strong. Ahem, ahem. My internal organs have been traumatized. It seems that there is no escape today. Shangguan's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Yaxin is still waiting for me, I want to resurrect Yaxin. Definitely!

Kick the halberd sideways for half a week, hold the halberd shaft with his right hand and throw it out like a javelin. The sound of breaking the air carried Shangguan Qianjun's strength. Light as a feather but heavy as a thousand pounds.

The blow just now made the Wind Splitter Eagle vigilant, although the hateful thief in front of him was not his opponent, but the thing in his hand was enough to threaten his own safety. The Wind Splitting Eagles waved their wings, and dozens of wind blades condensed as cold as knives and sharp as swords. Dozens of wind blades were densely packed, and the duel with the Demon Mourning Halberd clanged during the process.

Shangguan's eyes were fixed, his right hand pointed together, and he grabbed the moment when the Demon Mourning Halberd split the wind blade, jumped on his toes, and relayed forward on the Demon Mourning Halberd. One finger of the right hand followed the trend, and the fingertips condensed the power of seven kills. The last Nein Yuan does a desperate blow. Seven killing fingers are rounded, and life is extinguished.

Don't!

The final blow condenses the penetrating power, and the life is cut off. Unexpectedly, Shangguan still had such a blow, and there was a trace of panic in the fierce eyes of the Wind Splitting Eagle. Then the wings moved, and the height rose to avoid the heart position that Shangguan had originally attacked, and the claws appeared with blue light, reflecting Shangguan's right arm. The Seven Kills Finger of the Circle was the first to point to the belly of the Wind Splitting Eagle. The Wind Splitting Eagle's claws were welded into Shangguan's right arm. The retreat is unstoppable

A terrible cry came from Shangguan's mouth, and the Wind Splitting Eagle's claws tore off two muscles of Shangguan's right arm. Blood spread all over the right hand. The muscles and veins of the right hand were destroyed.

And the Wind Splitting Eagle was pierced through the abdomen by Shangguan all the time, and the power of seven kills went on a rampage. The blue-brown blood kept pouring out.

At the moment when Shangguan and the Wind Splitting Eagle were dead, Lan Wen felt the fluctuation of the inner yuan and rushed desperately with Lan Qiyou. At the moment when Shangguan flew to the cliff......

Lan asked the riot Nei Yuan, and snatched the sword from Lan Qiyou's hand with his right hand. Fly forward. The sword in his hand continued to open out the Dao Dao cold, as secluded as an orchid, and the crown was beautiful. Lan Fang turned four times and encircled and killed! Four death sword flowers representing killing. The swarthy black orchid exudes dazzling killing power, not a swordsman is better than a swordsman. Only by practicing sword moves to the extreme can you exude sword energy. Unleash the power of a swordsman.

One of the four orchids rushed towards the Wind Splitting Eagle with a furious murderous aura, and three exploded to catch the momentum of the explosion and move forward to catch Shangguan.

But I saw the unexpected move of the Wind Splitting Eagle. The hatred of the treasure hunt blinded the sense of crisis of the Wind Splitting Eagle, and the furious spiritual power emitted wings and danced, as if it was about to soar into the sky and turn into a dragon. The Wind Splitting Eagle spun around and dispersed in the heavenly spiritual power. The wind stirred in all directions. The violent wind was mixed with countless wind blades, Lan Wen was grazed by the four wind blades, and the blood flowed more than once, and the flesh and skin were rolled back, and he instantly thought of the record about the Wind Splitting Eagle, which stated that the Wind Splitting Eagle was the strongest attack. The violent wind accelerated Shangguan's flight towards the cliff, and the sharp wind blade blocked Lan Wen's rescue.

The moment Shangguan fell off the cliff, he saw Lan Qiyou's tears, and smiled knowingly.

The Lan family's town clan's trick Lan Fang turned around and killed, you should be the Lan family's genius Lan Qiyou. Hehe! Shangguan is not dead, and he will remember the feelings of today's rescue! As soon as his eyes were closed, Shangguan, whose white hair was scattered, and who fell off the cliff was as stunning as a fallen god.

Lan Qiyou desperately tried to move forward to grab Shangguan, but she couldn't make a move. The moment with Shangguan gradually flashed in his mind. Shangguan's laughter, Shangguan's ruthlessness. And every night when I look at the moon alone, the melancholy and warmth in my eyes that cannot be concealed pass through my mind little by little. There has never been a moment when Lan Qiyou has recorded Shangguan so clearly.

Father kill it! Kill it! With tears in her eyes, the girl looked at the beautiful face of the Wind Splitting Eagle with sadness and resentment.

Lan Wen was furious when he saw his daughter's heartbroken appearance, and Lan Wen at this moment was no longer the old man who was out of tune, revealing a strong temperament all over his body. With a move in his right hand, the inner yuan continued to condense in his hand, and a purple qi sword was like purple qi coming from the east, condensing and sharpening. Juyuan condensate martial arts is extremely strong!

Lan Fang eight o'clock Kyushu Ping!

With a slashing voice, Lan asked, turned around in the sky purple air sword, sealed the Wind Splitting Wild Eagle, and strangled in eight directions.

Fear appeared in the eyes of the Splitting Wind Eagle, if this guy in front of him was intact, he could naturally easily kill him, but now! Lan Wen landed on the cliff and took three steps back to stop the retreat.

The purple air sword slashed across the chest of the Wind Splitting Eagle, a wound that reached to the abdomen, and through the rolled flesh, you could even see the heart that was originally beating, but it seemed to have no vitality at the moment. Weakly fanned his wings, spilling blood along the way. The Wind Breaker Hawk left with a mournful scream.

Lan Wen relaxed: I will definitely die if I take this sword. He turned his head and looked at Lan Qiyou. sighed.

I've avenged him, shall we?

Lan Qi looked blankly at the cliff where Shangguan fell without a trace of expression. Lan Wen's helpless right hand slammed into Lan Qiyou's neck. hugged Lan Qiyou, who had fainted. Lan asked with some remembrance: If you are given thirty years, maybe you can be regarded as the hero of one side on the mainland, but it's a pity, it's a pity!

Holding his daughter and leaving quickly, Lan Wen didn't stay for a second. A genius who dies is never a genius. For a strong person like Lan Wen, there are a lot of geniuses he has seen in his life, but what is the one who can be dominant in the end?