232 A sword typhoid fever fourteen states

Ming Lou, who was good at sneak attacks in secret, was forced to face the enemy head-on, both of them were Yuan Infant Realm cultivators, and Wen Yi was still practicing the Ruthless Killing Sword, which was slightly superior in terms of momentum and cultivation.

"It's all at this time, and I still have the leisure to care about others." Ming Lou said angrily: "Everyone is on the same page!" โ€

He brought not only the disciples of Mingyue Tower, but also the people who had been following Kazama Yue, and everyone's cultivation was above the Jindan Realm.

They have no chance of winning when one fights one, so what about a hundred fights against one, and a thousand against one?

As the so-called indiscriminate punching to kill the master, it is okay to win without quality and quantity.

"Little junior sister, I'm here to help you."

When Wen Yi and Shen Yu were attacked by the enemy, Xie Qian, who was separated from them, appeared in the Genting Heavenly Palace like a god.

Xie Qian glanced at the person with a silver pattern mask floating in mid-air, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, "This fellow Daoist, who are you?" โ€

Without waiting for the person in the mask to speak, he listened to Wen Yi and said: "Senior brother, be careful, he is Shen Yu's sworn enemy Feng Jianyue, who practices Confucianism and Taoism, and follows his words, you must not listen to his slander, so as not to be cursed by his words." โ€

"The little girl knows a lot." Kazama Moon Fan swayed gently, and his posture was extremely elegant, as if he was not facing the most powerful ruthless killing sword cultivator in the world, the person he had once followed, but the unknown person of the Jiji camp.

Kazama Yue looked at Xie Qian's robe and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a child from the Ethereal Illusion Mansion, didn't your ancestor Yuehua mention this seat to you?" I think that he and I discussed matters together in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and that submissive appearance is really fresh in my memory. โ€

Xie Qian was stunned, "The ancestor is beautiful, how can he work with a villain like you?" Even if there is, then your hearts are very different.

Even if you used to be kind to the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, now that you are dealing with my little junior sister, you are the enemy of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

Don't talk to me about old relationships.

If you really have an old relationship with your grandfather, then you should stop. โ€

He's not that stupid.

"Good boy, sharp teeth." Kazamatsuki's voice revealed a dangerous aura, "Your ancestor is gone, and this seat will teach you a lesson instead of him." โ€

As soon as the words fell, Kazama Yue's palm shot out a cold light.

Feeling the compelling momentum, Xie Qian hurriedly sacrificed his long sword to block the fatal blow from Kazamatsu.

"Poofโ€”"

The gap in cultivation is an unbridgeable moat.

Xie Qian couldn't resist a single move, and the whole person took off backwards.

Seeing that he was about to hit the white jade wall, when suddenly a figure flew out from behind him, he grabbed it.

The person who came was Gu Yanting.

Gu Yanting was still followed by Fu Yu and Feng Ya, and the four people who had disappeared reunited with Wen Yi and them.

"You're Kazama?" Gu Yanting looked at Shen Yu, who was accommodating the peach blossom tree, and then looked at Feng Jianyue, who was floating in mid-air, exuding a kind of Lao Tzu's most powerful momentum in the world, "You are really a sinister villain, we have dealt with all the dangers, you come to pick the fruit quietly, do you want to make a face?"

That's right, where did a person like you who wore a mask and didn't dare to show his true face come from? โ€

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was either provocation or mockery, and Wen Yi was speechless.

"Wen Yi, I'll help you!" Fu Yu didn't have so many words, he saw that Wen Yi was besieged by everyone, and hurriedly sacrificed a talisman array to help Wen Yi resist the damage, and at the same time, one after another spells rushed towards those Jindan Realm masters.

The appearance of the spell made the thermometer much less stressful.

Gu Yanting's verbal taunts also distracted some of Kazama's attention, and at the same time, he also ate the attack from Kazama.

"Poof!" Gu Yanting spurted out a mouthful of blood, he heard the clicking sound, and understood that his ribs were broken, and the pain was intense.

Life and death have a fate, and wealth is in Tiangu Yanting. He took out a few pills from the storage bag, swallowed them, took a deep breath, did a simple healing process, and then raised his sword and rushed towards the dense monks who were besieging Wen Yi in mid-air.

Kazama sneered: "It's just a bunch of waste, and the light of the fireflies is also trying to compete with the sun and the moon? โ€

The mocking laughter entered everyone's ears like a tsunami.

Wen Yi felt her heart fluctuate greatly, and her mind felt like a pinprick aching.

This kind of verbal attack is difficult to guard against unless you turn off your ears.

Fortunately, Wen Yi is used to hearing crazy babbling, and this kind of damage is barely within the range of bearing.

Fu Yu and the others rolled on the ground in pain.

Not only their Ming Lou and the Jindan Realm Yuan Infant Realm masters they brought, but also their hearts fluctuated greatly, and even more so, they directly fell into a crazy indiscriminate attack.

Just when Kazama Moon was about to kill this group of people who were in the way in one fell swoop, a vast spiritual power rushed towards him, so strong and domineering, so invincible, it was a ruthless killing attack from Shen Yu.

The scarlet blood water spread to the entire Genting Heavenly Palace at some point.

In front of everyone, they could only see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Immediately after, lonely ghosts, dead people, monsters, and devils flew out of the sea of blood.

Everyone held the most familiar weapon in their hands, and rushed towards Kazama Moon like a fire meteor.

At this time, Wen Yi saw that ruthlessly killing sword cultivation was the strongest trick, that is, those who had died in his hands would become his puppets and fight by himself.

"Your Highness's cultivation has recovered so quickly." Kazama Moon let out a low roar, he pinched a trick with both hands, and read a poem out of his mouth: "The flying stream goes straight down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen for nine days." โ€

There is an infinite amount of power in every word of him.

The clear sky was torn open by an invisible giant hand, and the thunder rolled like the screams and screams of pain in the sky.

Silver rays emerged from the cracks.

Wen Yi felt the pressure from heaven and earth, she looked up violently, only to see a little bit of light of color falling from the sky, like the water of the Milky Way pouring down, slamming into the Genting Heavenly Palace.

"Click-"

"Boomโ€”"

The Milky Way from outside the sky washed down this magnificent palace, and the flood fell from the sky, slamming on Shen Yu's corpse mountain and sea of blood, in a vain attempt to dilute the source of Shen Yu's sea of blood.

Shen Yu sneered, he flew into the sky and sealed his hands, and one after another spells and formations containing endless killing rose to the sky, rushing directly towards the torn sky.

The long river of silver was dyed scarlet, and it was like blood and water.

The Milky Way Water attracted by the Wind Moon became his thing under the impregnation of Shen Yu's ruthless killing sword.

The more Milky Way Water the Wind Moon attracts, the stronger Shen Yu's power will be.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still so strong after so many years." Kazama Yue gritted her teeth and continued to recite the poem, "The hall is full of three thousand guests, and one sword is typhoid in fourteen states." โ€