The sword light shines brightly.

"Stop the incoming!"

As soon as the commander of the forbidden army outside the Youluo Palace shouted, he was dumbfounded.

The other soldiers, when they saw the comer, were all trembling in shock, and they did not dare to move forward.

The sword light dissipated, and a person appeared, standing outside the gate of the Youluo Palace.

A temple threshold.

You're inside, I'm outside.

"You're here."

Qi Jixue looked at the familiar face in the dream in front of her, which was more vicissitudes than in the past, with a little more wrinkles.

She smiled.

It was the first time she had laughed in ten years.

"Well, I'm here."

A simple word.

She waited ten years.

For it, he sharpened a sword for ten years.

The evening sun is cut and reflected, the two face sides, and the shadows fall into pairs.

Suddenly, Gai Ming's brows trembled slightly.

The mouth of the heart fluctuated slightly, and a wisp of blood slipped from the corner of the mouth.

"You..."

Qi Jixue frowned, her eyes full of pity.

"No problem."

Gai Ming smiled, laughing from the heart, just like cutting candles from the window ten years ago.

Hands, slowly raised.

"Ah Yue."

"Come on."

Qi Jixue's eyes were slightly red, her body trembled slightly, she took a deep breath, and laughed like a spring flower in March.

"Hmm...!"

Hold that big hand and take lotus steps.

For the first time in ten years, Qi Jixue stepped out of this Youluo Palace.

The two of them stood side by side, looking at the sunset that was about to set in the distance, and there had never been a day when they felt that the remnant sun was so drunk in their hearts.

Outside this hall, more and more armor soldiers gathered from all directions, and the armor was lined up in a row.

Except for the Four Holy Shadow Guards, who would never leave the body of the First Emperor, all the Extreme Dao Grandmasters appeared in front of this Youluo Palace, including the three half-step Grand Grandmasters, Yun Zhongjun, Heavenly Sect Dao Head, and Yinggu.

Gai Ming looked at the front array, dozens of poles.

"Great Xia Dragon Sparrow" slowly retracted its sword into its sheath, holding it on the hilt of "Sky Slashing".

"Let's go home."

Qi Jixue held her hand tightly, at this moment, her heart had never been so stable.

As for the eyes, they are all clouds of smoke.

Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, even if it is a nine secluded yellow springs, as long as I am around, I am not afraid.

Thousands of feet away from the Danlou of this Youluo Palace, Chu Ci watched all this happen.

"He really knows how to cross the sword in the Ghost Valley."

In fact, a long time ago, Chu Ci guessed that the Guigu Horizontal Sword would be killed.

After all, the sloppy old man's unobtrusive personality is not a rule-abiding person at first glance.

It is estimated that not only Gai Ming will know horizontal swordsmanship, but David Long should also know vertical swordsmanship.

"Calculate the time, the backlash is almost beginning."

Chu Ci's eyes condensed slightly.

At most, the peak state of Gai Ming can last for a cup of tea.

After a cup of tea, the backlash of the Eight Gates of Huangquan will begin, and Gai Ming will gradually go to the dead end of Huangquan and never look back.

Since the current Chu Ci could see the signs of decay of Gai Ming, those Extreme Dao Grandmasters naturally could also see it.

This is also the reason why these Extreme Dao Masters avoided them before, but now they have appeared one after another.

When the peak of life is covered, they are all avoided, and if anyone insists on it, it is looking for death.

But at this moment, if anyone can take advantage of the situation to go up and cut off the head of the life, he will be the first merit, and he will get the glory of all generations given by the emperor.

"That's all I can do."

Chu Ci raised his hand and used his qi to trigger the mechanism thousands of zhang away.

This is what he has specially prepared for Gai Ming during this period of time, and he has placed a total of four "Thousand Leaves Angry Lotus" in front of the Youluo Palace.

In order to make these four "Thousand Leaves Angry Lotus" before Qi Yunhua bloomed, Chu Ci didn't know how many all-nighters he had to stay up.

In an instant, the lotus blossomed.

Looking from afar, I saw that in front of the Youluo Palace, the originally arranged military array was in chaos in an instant, creating the best breakthrough for Gai Ming.

It was also at this moment.

Gai Ming's figure had already moved, holding Qi Jixue in his arms with one hand and the sword of "Cutting the Sky" in the other.

Vertical and horizontal sword intent, like blood flowers flying.

The speed was extremely fast, and from the moment he left, the sword broke through the army and went straight to the palace gate.

However, it is clearly visible.

The breath of life, when it rushed halfway through, had already begun to descend rapidly.

"It's now!"

Almost in the moment when the breath of life changed, more than thirty extremists who were wandering among the armies shot in unison, all of which were killer moves.

The sword in his hand was like a flying flower, and the sonorous sound continued, and with one sword in one hand, he blocked the crazy siege of more than 30 extreme Daoists.

Gai Ming's eyes circulated rapidly, blocking the attacks one by one, but as the breath fell, it was difficult to protect Qi Jixue beside him.

In the end, the great priest grasped a flaw, and swung out the nine-section whip in his hand, and instantly wrapped the hand holding the sword around him.

In an instant, Gai Ming's movements stalled slightly.

This flaw was magnified in an instant!

"Destiny."

Ten zhang in the sky, the phoenix standing above the flamingo suddenly fell with a finger.

This Heavenly Sect Dao Leader, who broke off his love, completely ignored that this was a good old beloved disciple.

"Flower failure."

And in the distance, Yun Zhongjun is a flick of his sleeves.

The pink petals condensed into a Qi and suddenly came out, but everything that this Hua Qi passed was corroded, and those soldiers who were swept past turned into blood in the wailing.

"Those who commit great victories will be punished."

"Palm the sky!"

Covering the sky above the life, the old immortal Yinggu of the Ying family, the old man pressed down with a palm of his own Qi condensation.

The power of this palm is ten thousand catties.

The other extreme paths, the moment these three half-step great masters made a move, they had already retreated in an instant.

Gai Ming's eyes were still calm, and Da Si Ming only stopped him for a moment, and this moment made him unable to avoid the combined blow of these three people.

Since there is no way to avoid it.

The sword intent that had already fallen back to the peak in an instant!

It's the ultimate squeeze of one's own potential.

If it is said that Gai Ming can survive for two or three days after the eight gates of Huangquan are burned out, then after this sword, he can only live for less than one day.

"Slash the sky."

The sound of the cover was like a bell, and the "Cutting the Sky" in his hand burst out with infinite sword intent in an instant.

The brilliant sword light, like a brilliant galaxy, illuminated the entire starry night.

Rumble!

The sound of the collision, the hunting wind resounded.

Everyone's eyes were on Gai Ming, and the smoke and dust were billowing out, and they couldn't see what the situation was.

Of course, they could all see what was going on with the other three.

The flamingo under the first seat of the Heavenly Sect Dao has already been cut off its wings, and this national teacher, who barely touches the ground, retreats to a hundred zhang away at this moment, although he does not see his face, he can see the breath in his chest rising and falling, obviously injured.

The charming and bewitching Yun Zhongjun was unscathed, and this is the benefit of a remote mage.

And the closest Yinggu, who was close to each other, was in the worst situation.

As soon as he is old, all his hair and beard have been cut off, and there are dozens of bloody wounds on his body, if he is not a half-step great master, he will definitely have returned to heaven to see the kings of the past dynasties.

The smoke and dust swept into the sky, and suddenly fell silent.

Of course, at this very moment.

A sword light pierced through the smoke and dust, suddenly came out, and went straight to the five poles blocking the direction of the palace gate, and these five people were all worshiped by the poles of the Lieyang Palace.

'Not good! ’

This sound sounded in the hearts of the five people almost at the same time, protecting their whole bodies with extreme qi, and striking out at the same time.

However, it is useless.

The protective barrier condensed by their extreme qi is shaped like a piece of paper under the "Heaven Cutting" sword, this is the power of "Heaven Cutting", this sword that slashes the old dynasty can ignore the opponent's body protection.

A sword passed, and the head flew around.

The heads of four of them went off their necks, and only the ghost sword Ren Nantian barely blocked it.

However, Ren Nantian knew very well that this sword was for the sake of the swordsmen in the past, and deliberately spared him a life.

Looking back at the figure that had already entered the corridor of the palace gate, Ren Nantian couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

This back is an existence that he can not reach for the rest of his life.

"It's the end of your life! Chase it! ”

Seeing this, the rest of the extreme Dao was not only afraid, but overjoyed, and they all went to the palace gate at the fastest speed.

"It's funny that so many people killed him."

The voice of indifference and domineering sounded faintly.

I saw that on the palace wall of the main gate of the scorching sun, the guards guarding it had all been killed.

There are six people, staggered.

The aura emanating from these six people is all extreme.

The person in the center, with a burly and tall posture, shoulder-width of an ordinary person, wearing a black wide coat, and white hair fluttering in the evening breeze.

(End of chapter)