Chapter 159: Strength

"It's!" Netherworld subconsciously felt that this was the attack that broke through Dayi's colorful dome with one blow, and he must not be careless.

The four figures raised the big sword high above their heads together: "Yin, Evil, Hell!" ”

Four gray-white waves of light cut four deep gullies in the ground, and the lava that was still on the ground was also splashed away.

When these four light waves were less than a zhang away from Xiao Wu, the dark red ball of light in Xiao Wu's mouth was also shot out and hit the light waves.

The air around him seemed to be about to ignite, and everything that could burn within a certain range of the ground burst into flames, and the scorching heat made the scenery through the air begin to distort.

The gray-white light waves of the Stygian Slash slowly changed, and bursts of gray smoke evaporated, and it didn't take long for these light waves to begin to redden, darken, and appear slender.

Netherworld's whole body trembled at this time, and his whole body was shrouded in the power of his attributes, but he finally didn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the blood turned into a cloud of red smoke in the air and dissipated, and the ghosts he conjured up all disappeared at this time.

"Phew!"

The four waves of light disappeared with a crisp sound, but Xiao Wu's red ball of light continued to move in the direction of the Netherworld.

Netherworld knelt on one knee, holding a long knife in one hand and sticking it into the ground, barely supporting his body, seeing the dark red ball of light getting closer and closer, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then the whole person was suddenly covered with a thick layer of gray-white flames, but this time the flames were not used for defense, but self-immolation, without a wail, the flames quickly burned off his clothes, limbs, and torso......

Only the broadsword was still stuck in the ground, and there was a grayish-white glow from the hilt......

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air, the dark red ball of light was fixed in place, slowly dissipated, and the surrounding temperature suddenly eased a lot.

"It's kind of backbone!" Xiao Wu glanced at the big knife that was still stuck in the ground, and said to himself.

……

Xu Zihan stared at the graceful figure not far away, dressed in white, with long hair fluttering, a red rope tied at both ends of the hair, two streamers around the waist, light steps, a pair of bright big eyes on the fair face and cherry red lips, which looked extremely well-proportioned.

"Ah...... A dedication ......! Song Yufei didn't know when he came behind Xu Zihan, and he also saw the figure walking towards him, which was the lover he had been thinking about for a long time-Chishui.

Hearing Song Yufei's voice, he saw Chi Shui's eyebrows pressed, and his right hand suddenly released a stream of red light, and slapped his palm on the "ice sculpture" that didn't know if he was still conscious.

Suddenly, the ice sculpture shattered into several pieces, scattered all over the ground, then turned into blood and water, and then quickly turned into steam and dissipated into the air.

Poor Meiying has become a real ghost like this, and she can no longer care about her own image......

Xu Zihan was taken aback when he saw Chi Shui so fierce, but suddenly found that Song Yufei was already standing in front of him and met Chi Shui who was coming.

"Smack!"

Song Yufei received a heavy slap on the face, Xu Zihan sighed in his heart, as the saying goes, it hurts in the mother's heart, there is nothing wrong with hitting the child, this slap should be what Yufei, the child, is willing to bear.

Song Yufei slowly turned his head, and Chishui's slender palm marks were reflected on his left cheek.

"You! Why don't you hide! Chi Shui shouted at Song Yufei.

Song Yufei looked directly at Chishui, with a little tear in his eyes: "I will never avoid you again!" ”

Chi Shui's tears had already burst out of his eyes: "Do you know what it feels like to worry about someone for so long?!" Do you understand the feeling that it is better to be sure that this person is dead than to know whether this person is alive or dead! ”

A line of tears at the corner of Song Yufei's eyes slid down against his hot cheeks: "I know......" After speaking, he stretched out his hands and stopped Chishui in his arms.

Chishui cried, struggling, and kept smashing his hands on Song Yufei's chest: "I don't want it!" I don't want it! Woo...... Whining...... You're dead! How don't you die! ”

Song Yufei's hug was even stronger: "I won't die, ...... for you"

Chi Shui suddenly burst into tears, buried his head deep in Song Yufei's chest, and wrapped his arms tightly around the latter's waist, for fear that he would run away.

Song Yufei caressed Chi Shui's back, lowered his head and clasped her neck, estrogen stimulated his nerves, and hugged Chi Shui tighter.

"Uh-uh...... Uh" Xu Zihan and Xiao Wufen, who had already returned, stood on either side of the two who hugged each other, deliberately clearing their throats.

Song Yufei and Chi Shui woke up like a dream, their faces were red, their expressions were embarrassed, and they looked at a loss.

Xu Zihan didn't know what to say for a while, but Xiao Wu reminded them: "Look! That uncle looks so good! ”

Everyone looked in the direction that Xiao Wu pointed, only to see that Xuanyuan and Lingxu were still fighting hotly, and it was difficult to distinguish them.

Song Yufei and Chi Shui took a step forward and were about to help, but Xu Zihan stretched out his hand to stop them: "Don't worry, you can take a good look at how the ninety percent of the people with open brains fight!" ”

Song Yufei was taken aback and asked, "Lord Xuanyuan turned out to be a ninety percent person, so ......?"

Xu Zihan said: "Lord Xuanyuan will explain to you slowly in the future, so you can take a good look!" ”

……

Most of the enemy troops on the west side jumped out, some of the wounded or too late to escape were also captured by the defending soldiers, and there was only one place in front of the entire Liangyi Hall that was still motivating the battle, that was the battle between Xuanyuan and Lingxu.

I saw that the five figures that had been illusory by the spirit were each holding a bronze bell sword, but the sword form of each figure was different.

Some swords were entangled with spiked vines, while others had jagged edges;

Some swords protrude at both ends, with a sword at one end and a thick spike at the other;

There was also a sword covered with flowers, each of which looked like a living thing, with fangs in the middle of the stamen;

Finally, it should be the main sword, which is more than twice as long as before, with black lines at the tips and several red threads interspersed in between.

Five figures interspersed left and right, throwing out a sword from time to time.

On Xuanyuan's side, the sword was not in his hand, but danced up and down around the body, dancing a few sword flowers in front of Xuanyuan's body, blocking Lingxu's attacks, and occasionally counterattacking a sword.

Xuanyuan's steps were simple and slow, and it looked more like a leisurely stroll to say that he was fighting with people.

Lingxu is also calm, his companions are falling one after another, how can he not perceive it, but now he is desperate, it is to fight for his life, there is really no way to retreat, and he is more careful with every attack and defense with Xuanyuan.

A ghost shadow of Lingxu suddenly appeared in front of Xuanyuan's head, holding the jagged heavy sword in both hands and slashing it hard, Xuanyuan grabbed the sword in the air, and slashed upward, and the sword body drew a beautiful red arc of light.

Wow! With a loud bang, the sawtooth cracked off several pieces, and the ghost of the spirit void retreated backwards with a backflip.

Xuanyuan waved his arm, shook the sword, and said, "Lingxu, you still don't want to do any more senseless fighting!" ”

"No more nonsense!" Lingxu couldn't listen at all, "Either give me the Yin and Yang Origin, or give me your life!" ”

Xuanyuan sighed and said: "The killing is too deep, the resentment is accumulating, the soul is dark, and humanity will be lost, no matter what, no matter!" ”

The five figures of the spirit void suddenly appeared in front of Xuanyuan at the same time, and the five long swords slashed down at the same time, Xuanyuan flicked his fingers, and the sword floated up leisurely, colliding with the five swords.

With a loud bang, the sword shook slightly in the air, and the entire sword body buzzed, and at this moment, countless vines stretched out from each of the spiritual void swords, and the surface was no longer emerald green, but instead of pitch black, the sword was surrounded by a group of swords, and the more it was entangled, the thicker and thicker it became, and the other end of the vine pierced itself to the ground.

In response, a huge flower emerged from the ground, and the flower bloomed violently, allowing the vine to penetrate the center of the stamen, and the petals of the flower drooped backwards and became thicker and larger at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, forming a thick foundation, and instantly gilded with a pitch-black color.

"I'll see what else you can do!" Lingxu shouted.

But at this moment, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and then the back of the body of the bronze bell sword that had become longer in his hand received a heavy palm from Xuanyuan, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and several other ghosts instantly emitted a puff of black smoke and disappeared.

Xuanyuan sighed lightly, his left hand behind his back, stretched out his right hand and slowly grasped it, and the sword that was entwined by countless vines pierced with a sky-high red light penetrated the layers of restraints, and a huge sword shadow was formed in the sky from a distance, and then a burst of crackling sound exploded, and those vines were like fragments of firecrackers that had exploded, and they were suddenly torn apart.

Song Yufei grunted in his throat, and secretly said in his heart: This power is too terrifying, it is simply a god-like existence, such a powerful person, why is he reluctant to make a move, and he has to use the power of the spirit body general?

It's no wonder that Ying Long at that time was disdainful of the spirit body generals, with the existence of this kind of power, why did they still run away?

Could it be that Chiyou's power is still above this power!