Outside the city, the clouds in the sky were smashed by sword qi and fists.

Sword Immortal Zhanyan fought with the two big demons for nearly a hundred times, each with wins and losses, and at that time it was in an embarrassing period when the aura and true qi of both sides were out of balance.

The Heaven Destroying Lion Saint and the Gibbon Saint, the steel-like and powerful demons were already covered with scars cut by the sword qi, and they were extremely embarrassed.

What makes them have to be afraid is the two fairy swords of Xiangxiao and Yuxiao, one of which is as sharp as clay, the sword qi is at its peak, and the wound cannot be healed by spiritual power, and the other Xiangxiao sword qi is not as good as the former, but it is better than light, the sword is as fast as a thunderbolt, and it is good at breaking all kinds of spells.

Just now, in order to resist the sword qi in the sky, no less than ten pieces of magic weapons sent by the Covering Sea Jiao Saint alone were damaged.

The two of them glanced at each other, and there was something meaningful in their eyes.

The Heaven Destroying Lion Saint was forced back a few feet by a sword, returned to the side of the gibbon saint, and said with a smile: "This guy's swordsmanship is mediocre, but these two swords really live up to their reputation, if it weren't for the unknown words on the inscription, I really want to take them into my pocket, and I have also been to the rivers and lakes to live a sword immortal addiction another day, maybe the fairies from various mountains will be shy to come to warm my bed when they see me."

The gibbon saint pretended not to hear the next few words, and said with a solemn face: "Looking at his appearance, it shouldn't last long, when his aura is exhausted, seeing that he is reluctant to give up the blood of his fellow Daoist, but cause and effect, if he does this, the three of us will join forces and quickly kill him, and take the sword by the way; But if he doesn't want to do that, then turn him into a corpse."

The Heaven Destroying Lion Saint stared at his eyes and nodded repeatedly, and then teased: "Second brother, I have always thought that among the three of our brothers and sisters, it is you, the gibbon saint, who has a bad stomach and water, and is simply a natural bad species. After all, only an eight-sided delicate person like you can sit still and hold on, right?"

The gibbon saint really couldn't stand his seemingly big grin, but in fact he was full of strange words, so he simply turned a deaf ear.

Besides, where is it so easy for the co-lord of the three mountains to sit firmly, the emperor of Daqi has long been rumored to guard against his own civil ministers and military generals, it is like guarding against thieves.

Now their situation is called a mountain and wild monster to say that it is ugly, but fortunately, they are not controlled by the heavens, and their ambitions are not high, so they want to be the party to the disaster and are at ease. If the Great Qi Dynasty really can't stand it, it can make a move, but it has to weigh whether it can afford to lose.

Therefore, from the very beginning, his purpose in besieging the city was never to be the co-lord of the three mountains or a supreme minister, but to expect the Nine Demon Sect, which had power all over Kyushu, to throw an olive branch.

Even if you are a grandson, you have to find a grandfather with thick enough thighs.

The situation of the sword immortal, the embarrassment visible to the naked eye, two fairy swords on the left and one on the right, at this moment, it seems that the evil dragon who has been bound by the sky net for a long time, if he is not careful, he will get out of his control, and then both of them will run away.

Blood flowed out of the seven orifices, and this tragic situation made the fairies of all walks of life who fought to the death with the demon clan under the head of the city all feel vivid and sad.

He wiped the blood from his face, looked back at the woman at the head of the city, and was relieved to see that she was safe and sound.

Lu Yuniang's eyes were a little moist, and she said to him in her heart: "Brother Zhan, once this incense sword is unsheathed, it can't be withdrawn, if you continue to fight, you will be counterattacked, it is better for you to use my blood to sacrifice the sword, don't torture yourself anymore."

"Silly girl, what are you talking about?" There was a man in the heart lake who seemed to be a little angry and scolded sharply.

Zhan Yan handed out a sword in the air, and cut a large scar in front of the gibbon saint's body, dripping with blood, and he himself was also beaten upside down by a punch, spitting blood.

"My sword immortal shows my face, when will I be so downtrodden that I want to exchange my beloved woman's life for the future of the Great Dao?"

For some reason, the attack of the two monsters became more and more crazy and fierce, and as soon as the former retreated, the latter's fists followed.

The shadow of the fist in the sky, roughly estimated that there are no less than three thousand, the two swords of Zhanyan were slashed out one after another, the sword qi was full of orchid, and it exploded into a cloud of chaotic wind, and most of the fist shadows that came from all directions were removed.

Bang, there is always a mistake in Baimi, and when I am caught off guard, there is a fist shadow, as if it is intentional

Yi turned a corner and slammed into his chest, exploding a ball of flames.

Zhan Yan was defenseless, and was hit by this punch and vomited a mouthful of blood, his body swayed, and he was about to fall.

The gibbon saint had a cruel smile on his face, and the foreshadowing of more than 2,000 punches in front of him was for this decisive punch. It can be seen that Sword Immortal Zhanyan is already at the end of the strong crossbow at this moment, and whether he sacrifices the sword or not, he has to die.

The county commander Pan Gu and all the monks and martial artists present all gasped, today, is Night City really going to be defeated?

Lu Yuniang's face was pale, and she immediately rose against the wind and went to rescue the Taoist couple.

In the middle of the air, an angry shout sounded: "Don't come!"

Lu Yuniang suddenly froze in place, looking at the figure who couldn't stand steadily in the sky, with tears in her eyes, she had been with her for many years, how could she not know that he was arrogant.

"Yu Niang, listen to me....." The man's voice sounded in the middle of his heart lake again.

"There are some things that I can't say to you in front of many senior brothers in the master's sect, and I am a senior brother. There are some things that you feel ashamed of before you even open your mouth, so it is really embarrassing to say that you have not been able to speak for so many years."

"Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that I show my face, a stalk of incense, a stalk of jade, and three moves within the ten realms. The name of this sword, the master and his old man are not good, he definitely didn't think that I would fall in love with a certain little junior sister in the sect at first sight, she has been haunted by my heart for many years, these years I practice the sword and think of her, sleep and think of her, and I will no longer be the sword cultivator who is dedicated to the Tao."

"But there is one thing, I have never regretted it, today I can cut off the avenue, even if I die on the spot, fall to the four realms, the three realms, and I will never exchange my beloved's life for any avenue future. In the future, my saber may not be a fragrant jade, but the person I love will definitely be called Lu Yuniang."

Zhanyan's voice was intermittent, and then he was hit by a punch on the distant mountain, Lu Yuniang couldn't cry, what did he say in the end?

"Eternal ....."

The culprit, the Heaven Destroying Lion Saint, looked at the collapsed mountain peak in the distance, and scolded, "This kid is really noisy, if no one else is talking about that bullshit, it makes my beloved Fairy Lu cry."

Rao is a hungry ghost like the Gibbon Saint, and at this moment, he can't help but feel that his eldest brother is not only incomprehensible, but also a fool with a brain in water.

Now he is obviously already winning, but he always has a sense of foreboding, so he hurriedly said: "Don't be careless, that kid is reluctant to use the life of a Taoist couple to eliminate cause and effect, so he is attacked all the time, and he can't use all his strength, if not, I'm afraid neither of us is his enemy." If he is forced to jump off the wall.....

As soon as the words fell, the person beside him smiled fiercely, rushed to the peak where the mountain rock collapsed, and slammed down a black palm shadow six feet high.

With a bang, a sword aura rose from the lightning of the flying clouds, shattering the palm shadow, and then Zhanyan's figure burst out of the smoke and dust, hanging in the sky.

Lu Yuniang immediately wiped away the tears on her face, smiled happily, and desperately searched for the insignificant figure.

Zhanyan's voice sounded in the heart lake, although he couldn't see his expression, but his voice revealed endless tenderness, "Yu Niang, can you play a hairpin phoenix for me?"

Lu Yuniang nodded with a face, a pair of crying red eyes, tender like water, and ten fingers lightly picked the strings.

There was a beautiful woman in the city, singing to the sound of the harp.

"Red crisp hands, yellow vine wine, the city is full of spring palace wall willows. The east wind is evil, the joy is thin, a sorrow, a few years away from the wrong, wrong, wrong"

The tone is sad, but it also exudes infinite tenderness.

"Spring is like the old, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky. The peach blossoms fall, the idle pond pavilion, although the mountain league is there, the brocade book is difficult to support. Mo, Mo, Mo."

Although Lu Yuniang didn't understand why Zhanyan would let her play such a bleak song at this juncture, as soon as the piano sounded, she understood that he was saying goodbye to her.

It doesn't matter, Biluo Huangquan Road is blocked and long, and I, Lu Yuniang, accompany him.

Zhan Yan in the sky, barely resisting the increasingly heavy attack of the two demons, was smashed against the rock wall with a fist several times, and was drenched in blood, but he heard the city head leisurely

The tune that came to him did not retreat.

When the song was sung, Zhan Yan was no longer able to fight, but he smiled with a smile on his face and said with relief: "Although I die, I have no regrets."

He no longer reluctantly overdrafted his cultivation and held the two fairy swords tightly, but squeezed out the spiritual energy in his body, and threw it hard with both hands, and the two fairy swords, with a whoosh, dragged their long tails, like two meteors, flying in two opposite directions.

The Heaven-Destroying Lion was so happy that he couldn't do it: "What? This guy has a brain in the water, and the two fairy swords have been lost, what are you going to do with us?"

"Most of the time the aura is exhausted, and the sword can't be held." The gibbon has a good mind.

Zhan Yan's body swayed, and it was a little difficult to resist the wind, he sneered, and threw it far away, see how you use your sword to kill my jade girl.

The next moment, the Dao heart, which had been depressed for a long time, suddenly became enlightened, and the aura on Zhanyan's body began to rise, and at the same time, the sword immortal Zhanyan, who was not holding a sword, leisurely burst out of his body with a sword qi that was several times stronger than before.

His face was full of astonishment, and Lu Yuniang at the head of the city burst into tears again, but there was no longer any sadness, and she cried with joy.

The crowd fell silent, and in the blink of an eye, thunderous shouts erupted again.

The Sword Immortal Zhanyan stepped into the Nine Realms in one fell swoop, and the tide of the battle had already been reversed.

Zhan Yan's face was full of astonishment, it turned out that the master and his old man had expected that the real opportunity for him to break through the realm was never to sacrifice swords with Taoist couples or female demons in the Eight Realms, but whether he could give up those vain names and extremely lethal swords when he was tug-of-war in his heart.

The gibbon saint didn't say a word, and suddenly his heart was touched, and he was stunned: "It's not good, the third sister has met an opponent."

His mind moved, and he was just about to turn into a rainbow and escape into the city, but Zhan Yan lost his hands behind his back and hovered on his path.

"What do you think? I'm going to let you go so easily?"