Chapter Twenty-Seven: Fierce Battle

Liu Ying on the Moon Pavilion, looking at the battle between the two, she naturally saw it in her eyes, but she could only be secretly anxious in her heart. Her mind was a little chaotic, and she didn't know who to worry about.

Liu Hao, the sect leader of the Demon Cloud Sect, held the heavy sword, but he felt more and more heavy, he was in the air, but with a loud shout, with a sonorous sound, the Yin Wind Melon flicked away the heavy sword, and he turned into a streamer and headed towards the ridge, followed by Ying Tianchang.

He saw that there was a black stone on the mountain, so he raised his foot and kicked it, and the mountain stone shattered, but he took advantage of the momentum to rise, and his claws were together, and his body fell, and he went straight to the back of Ying Tianchang's head.

Ying Tianchang noticed the yin wind behind his head, hurriedly bowed his head, then rolled forward, twisted his body, turned around and stabbed out with a sword. just caught up with the Yin Wind Claw that Liu Hao grabbed from the side.

Yin Feng claw grabbed the sword, Liu Hao shook his wrist, and took advantage of the situation to go up, his body also turned, wanting to use a skillful force to make Ying Tianchang's heavy sword get out of his hand.

How could Ying Tianchang do what he wanted, he used his waist and abdomen hard, but he followed Liu Hao for a week, and then kicked forward with both feet, as if he was kicking on the wall, and bounced out, and the heavy sword slipped out of the Yin Feng claws.

Liu Hao's two claws were separated, one claw attacked, grabbed to the throat, and the other claw was taken off, hitting the thigh, glowing with cold light, rolling up with demonic energy. The ghost roars and is eerie and terrifying.

Ying Tianchang didn't dare to slack off, he stepped back, the heavy sword split, two purple light sword qi, crossed away, Liu Hao's two claws were in one place, the demon qi entered the claws, and it was across the chest, so it resisted.

Ying Tianchang held the sword in both hands, jumped in the air, spread his legs apart, and slashed down from above.

Liu Hao had already noticed that Ying Tianchang's swordsmanship, wide open and closed, with the help of the heavy sword, was extremely heavy, he naturally would not take it hard, he just dodged around the edge, and the two claws came out of the oblique stab, grabbing Ying Tianchang's ankle.

Ying Tianchang's legs were together, the heavy sword turned, and the sword was blocked.

With a "ding" sound, the Yin Wind Claw hit the heavy sword, and it popped out in an instant, Liu Hao's tiger mouth was a little painful, and the Yin Wind Claw almost got out of his hand.

He took advantage of the situation and left, and with a flick of Ying Tianchang's heavy sword, a sword qi followed.

Liu Hao had to forcibly turn sideways, so he dodged. The sword qi fell on the mountain peak, opening a hole in the black stone cliff before stopping.

Ying Tianchang danced the heavy sword, a hundred catties of heavy sword, in his hands, lifting weights like light, his body, countless dazzling sword qi, criss-crossed, his speed of swinging the sword is getting faster and faster. His figure gradually disappeared, hidden in the purple mist wrapped in sword qi. He turned into a ball of light, a ball of light that was constantly shining with sword qi, and it was constantly expanding, as if there were countless swords surrounding him, spinning extremely fast.

Seeing this, Liu Hao was secretly surprised, but he didn't care about admiration, he handed the Yin Feng Claw in one hand, and with a pull of his left hand, he tore off the placket of his clothes, as if he thought that this clothes were a little in the way.

He waved his two paws, and in the valley, the wind suddenly rose, and the towering ancient trees kept shaking, and the sand was stunned, as if countless babies were crying.

The demonic qi, mixed with the fishy smell of the grass and trees, came out of nowhere, like a rolling black torrent, instantly flooding the entire valley, constantly tumbling and converging.

The black robe on Liu Hao's body couldn't help shaking, expanding, and the Dao was swept in the wind of demonic qi, spinning in all directions of him.

He was together with the Yin Wind Claw, and there were words in his mouth, but he saw that the cold light on the Yin Wind Claw disappeared in an instant, and turned black, black crystalline, black translucent.

The demonic energy in the valley regained its calm for a while.

Suddenly, Liu Hao's arms flung down, and a crystal black streamer came from the Yin Wind Claw, and in an instant, it fell like a grain of obsidian into the demonic qi.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the demonic qi rippled, and this ripple just spread from it, but I saw that a magic pillar swept by the wind emerged from the demon sea and rose to the sky.

The yin wind claws in their hands struck each other, and the ghosts roared again and again, and the bleak wind was gone.

The demonic qi rushed to the sky, and it converged towards Liu Hao's body along the Yin Wind Claw.

Liu Hao's body trembled violently, the flesh of his cheeks was like a cloth crippled by the wind, and his eyes were rolled, but only the whites of his eyes remained, which was hideous and terrifying. The hair that was scattered was flying, and the clothes of the hunt were agitating.

He raised his head to the sky, closed his eyes, and let out a long howl, like the wolf of hell.

But I saw that the demonic qi gushed out from the crystal yin wind claw again. In the sky, it continued to converge into a huge skeleton.

His body became a furnace, a furnace that constantly refined the demonic energy in the valley.

The skeleton hung in the sky, its hollow eyes, staring at the sword qi light group formed by Ying Tianchang, confronting it from a distance.

The skeletons formed by the gathering of demonic qi gradually condensed, and the surrounding demonic qi, wisps of it, merged and disappeared. It became pitch black as iron, and under the moonlight, it shone with the unique luster of metal, Ying Tianchang gradually stopped in the light cluster, he raised his sword with both hands, and turned around, and then, bowed his waist backwards, pointed his heavy sword at the sky, slashed down, and slammed his body, "Feng Ling." ”

The phoenix roared for nine days, and ten thousand brilliant purple lights shot out in an instant.

The left and right are distinct, and the front and back are orderly.

The purple light gathered in one place, and it actually formed a flying phoenix, which spread its dazzling purple light wings. Straight, slender neck with a closed beak as sharp as a sword's edge.

Liu Hao's flying hair fell, and he regained his composure, hanging the Yin Wind Claw on his waist. His jade-like hands slowly pushed towards the skeleton that had completely blocked him.

The seven orifices of the skeleton smoked, and the demonic qi gushed out, heading towards the purple phoenix in the sky, and greeted it.

As soon as Zifeng was halfway there, it spun sideways, and its figure gradually became illusory until it disappeared from this piece of heaven and earth.

As soon as it disappeared, there were 10,000 phoenix feathers, and from the place where it disappeared, flashing purple light, shooting out overwhelmingly, densely, like a rapid shower.

The black-gold skeleton that was bubbling with demonic energy, its originally empty eyes lit up with a blood-red light, and it stopped, levitating in the air.

It opened its mouth, and its huge mouth, the ten thousand feathers that the sword qi turned into, were swallowed by it in bunches.

Liu Hao said coldly: "Xiao'er, in the past ten years, you have this ability, in front of the old man, I am afraid it will not be enough."

The sword qi left, and Ying Tianchang's body also appeared. He didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

The skeleton cracked, and from the middle of the top of the head, one by one, cracked, and a dazzling purple light came out of the gap. It shattered and split into five petals, like a blooming black lotus. After blooming, it turned into a few wisps of wolf smoke and disappeared.

"Tianchang, father, don't fight!"

Liu Ying stood on Mochizuki's head, poking her head out, she cried sadly, she screamed as hard as she could, she toes to the ground, holding the love flower in her hand, and flew out.

She tried to stop them, but she slammed into a black curtain, an enchantment formed by the formation, and here was the prison where she was imprisoned.

This decision was made by Liu Hao, but this place was chosen by herself.

Of course she couldn't break it, and she tried countless times, and she screamed in pain and fell from mid-air to a cliff. The love flower fell beside her, but she didn't care, just crawled forward.

"Father! Daughter, please, let me go! She cried.

"Ying'er!" Ying Tianchang turned around and saw her, he finally saw her, and saw her in a wedding dress.

"It's long!" Liu Ying stood up slowly, and then picked up the colorful love flowers.

"Tianchang, you see, the flowers are blooming."

The flowering period lasted for ten years, and the flowers bloomed, and she waited for him.

He saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart. Tonight's moon is very beautiful, but not as good as her, and tonight's flowers are very beautiful, but not as good as her. Everything in this world is inferior to her.

"For you, no matter what time you stay, I will shelter you from the wind and rain. For you, no matter where you are, I will trek through thousands of mountains and rivers. I'll let you know that you're worth waiting for me. ”

This is the promise he made under the moon.

He raised his heavy sword and stabbed diagonally towards the top of the mountain where the Mochizuki Pavilion was located.

Purple light shone on the tip of his sword, and he wanted to pierce the barrier that separated the two men.

Liu Hao snorted coldly, raised his claws together, and stopped Ying Tianchang.

The purple light was shining, the demonic energy was rolling, and the battle between the two under the moon could only be distinguished by color.

The cold light flashed, Ying Tianchang dodged Liu Hao's claws, his body retreated backwards, and he made a move of the sect's body technique, seven steps to the sky, he carried his sword, rushed forward, turned into a flash of purple lightning in Liu Hao's eyes, and disappeared.

Liu Hao raised his head and looked around at the sky, guarding carefully.

In the sky, a purple cloud gathered, and in the purple cloud, there was a ray of light.

"Xiao'er, you dare!" Liu Hao shouted angrily.

But it couldn't stop him.

A long rainbow fell, and Ying Tianchang's sword slashed at the enchantment on the top of the mountain, and his resolute eyes looked at Liu Ying.

The black barrier blocked the heavy sword, but slowly, it sank in.

Ying Tianchang's arm trembled, blood flowed from the bulging green tendons, he burned his aura, stimulated the blood, he wanted to take her away, no matter what the price was.

Liu Hao held the Yin Feng claw on his waist, and at this time, he was extremely angry. After a few jumps, he came behind Ying Tianchang.

"Father, don'tβ€”" Liu Ying yelled hysterically, but how could her voice stop it.

The heavy sword finally broke through the barrier, and the Yin Wind Claw also landed on Ying Tianchang's shoulder, stabbing deeply.

Ying Tianchang smiled, he had never felt the pain of the heart-wrenching being so pleasant.

His head tilted back, spurting blood, drawing two rainbows, and he escaped, leaving two pieces of flesh on the Yin Wind Claw.

Seeing this, Liu Hao raised his leg and just kicked Ying Tianchang's abdomen, he used full force, he wanted Ying Tianchang to die.

Ying Tianchang took a mouthful of evil blood, sprayed on Liu Hao's clothes, and fell.

The love flower fell to the ground, and Liu Ying jumped off the cliff, but for some reason, the love flower followed her.

Liu Hao followed closely and also went down, the demonic qi around him was absorbed into his body, and his demon yuan was not much.

"Uncle Shi, medicine, medicine." On a stone platform made of black stones, eight shirtless men lay crookedly, divided into eight directions.

"Oops! Oops! Uncle Shi, hurry up. One by one, they bared their teeth and complained bitterly.

"Turtle sons, what are you anxious about, I'll sprinkle it on you."

In the center is an old man in a black robe.

He was not tall, five feet tall, with dark skin, a round body, a slender neck like a rolling pin, a head as big as a gourd, half-bald hair pulled into a small bun, a flat ugly face, and a nose with a shaved piece, and a large ring knife with a golden silk ghost head hanging from his waist.

He untied the black sac hanging from his waist, stretched out his short and thick black hand, and took out a small ink-colored porcelain bottle, from which he poured out a few pills.

"Uncle Shi, hurry, hurry!" The man lying on the ground, stretched out his hand, endured the pain, struggled to crawl towards him, his hot gaze staring at his palm, hungry and thirsty.

He walked slowly to a person and handed the pill out of his hand, and the man stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it. Then sit back and close, closing your eyes and luck.

The rest of the people called: "Uncle Shi, here, here, ah-, it hurts the disciple to death." ”

He wasn't in a hurry, because it wasn't him who hurt. After he distributed the elixir, he walked down the stone platform and came to the lake.

This is a small island in the middle of the lake, not a small island, but in the middle of the lake.

It's a black lake. It's as dark as ink, if it's not the moonlight falling, it's the cat's eyes, I'm afraid it can't see clearly.

In the black lake, there are pieces of blood-red floating leaves, and on the floating leaves, there are straight stems, and on the stems, there are black lotus flowers.

Just when he was squatting on the edge of the lake and was stunned, he heard a pop, and a figure fell into the lake, splashing on his face.

He wiped the lake water with a fishy smell on his big face, stood up, looked at the lake in front of him for a while, and there was no movement, so he untied the big ring knife with a ghost head on his waist, carried the knife, jumped up, pointed to the lake with one hand, and scolded, "It's a turtle son who doesn't have long eyes, dare to fall in Lao Tzu's place, there is a kind of you to Lao Tzu out, Ge Lao Tzu, don't kill you." ”

"Tianchangβ€”" Liu Ying called from above.

The big-headed old man raised his eyes and said, "Hey, it's my sister, why did you come out?" ”

Liu Ying ignored him, she wanted to go to the lake.

But as soon as her forehead touched the surface of the lake, a demonic aura wrapped around her ankle.

Liu Hao pinched the rope made of demonic qi and lifted it up, Liu Ying fell heavily on the shore, and Liu Hao fell beside her.

"Humph! Son, you dare to wear your mother's phoenix crown! Liu Hao said coldly to Liu Ying, who fell to the ground sideways.

"Why wouldn't I dare! Father, if Tianchang dies, I won't live either! Liu Ying said.

"Good! Good! Good! Liu Hao said three times. Disciples, follow the teacher to form a formation, today, I will refine this culprit who killed my demon disciple in this black water pool. ”

The disciples of the Demon Sect sitting on the ground, all the Demon Yuan, when Liu Hao and Ying Tianchang were fighting, used a special formation, like peeling off a cocoon, and were all extracted by Liu Hao, at this time, they had just replied less than two out of ten, but when they heard the master's words, they couldn't care about the pain in their bodies, and struggled to stand up and came behind Liu Hao.

"I see which of you dares!" The red dagger appeared in Liu Ying's palm, she pulled it out, and it instantly became a long sword.

She frowned coldly, and the love flower fell on her shoulder. She knew that he was still alive, and she wanted to buy time for him, for them, for a chance to leave.