It was now a blue sky and white day, and as soon as his soul came out of his body, he immediately felt the power of the laws of heaven and earth, which was several times stronger than at night.

It was as if he had jumped into a burning crater, about to be burned by refining.

This is how the spirit feels, and this heaven and earth have a strong masculine power during the day.

It's like a melting pot of heaven and earth, and the constraints on the divine soul are unusually strong.

The taste of being burned by fire surged in Ouyang Yan's soul, but he gritted his teeth and was not afraid.

With a single move, the fangs of the Ancient Wolf King became a sword in his hand, and his illusory shadow ceased to exist in the eyes of the Bloody Guard.

The Bloody Guards only saw a long fang levitating in the air, but they couldn't see Ouyang Yan's divine soul, and only felt that there was a faint phantom looming unreal.

A blood-clothed guard sneered and roared loudly: "This beast is going to die, sit there and wait for death, let me cut off his head and make it into a wine cup." ”

Because they saw Ouyang Yan sitting cross-legged on the fork of the tree, his eyes closed and motionless, and his blood-stained clothes looked like they couldn't do it.

A very rhyming voice sounded, it was Shenmen, he said: "Don't worry about it, you can stand the grind, you can become a hero, a hero is not necessarily a dead battle, the horse leather corpse is also a hero, you know that you can't do it, you are also a hero, you are beyond my imagination, I want to watch you become a hero, so that you can be worthy of my heir." ”

"Hero, I just want to do what I want!" Ouyang Yan replied, and then fell silent, the ancient wolf king's fangs rising like a sword.

He moved, in the form of an out-of-body spirit, enduring the refining of the laws of heaven and earth like a furnace, just to protect the little fox who he regarded as his sister.

The little foxes' spiritual eyes were filled with sad tears, and they could see Ouyang Yan's spirit.

Because they are born with this ability in their eyes.

They saw Ouyang Yan's divine soul, which seemed to be burning, and the invisible and qualitative fire in heaven and earth enveloped him, wanting to refine him into nothingness.

But scratching was so, he didn't frown, in the burning fire, he jumped up violently, directly leaned closer, raised the big knife, and the head of the blood-clothed guard who sneered madly flew away.

He didn't understand until he died, how a man who sat there motionless could do it.

Only the fangs that flew violently in the air and sharpened out the sharp sword light said it all.

Ouyang Yan endured the pain of being burned by the fire incarnated by the laws of heaven and earth, gritted the root of his teeth, and instantly sent out a strong sword intent.

"A sword sky, a long sunset. ”

In this case, his comprehension of this sword technique was accelerated countless times, and after last night's divine soul grew by a year old, he instantly ordered more than one hundred and ten swords.

The screams came one after another, and the heads of dozens of blood-clothed guards who jumped up the trees were picked up and flew away, falling down as silent corpses.

Some of the blood-clothed guards were so frightened that they jumped straight from the tree, they felt too terrifying.

This kind of horror has never been seen before, because they couldn't see Ouyang Yan's divine soul, they only saw a fangs flying in the air, and from the fangs spread out a series of sword qi that was as sharp as waves, and where the sword qi passed, a head fell.

"Demon, run, he's a demon. A blood-clad guard screamed in horror, completely out of proportion, frightened.

Before he could take a few steps, his head fell off, and his blood rushed to the sky like a fountain.

While Ouyang Yan's divine soul was burned by the flames of the laws of heaven and earth, he was also killing endlessly like crazy.

The first sword of the Three Realms Sword Technique began its transformation from jerky to proficient.

This sword is ever-changing, and the limit of light and shadow is three hundred and sixty swords.

In other words, this sword contains three hundred and sixty sword styles, and three hundred and sixty changes under one sword will cut off the great sun and fall into the long river.

Now Ouyang Yan has achieved a sword point, and the changes of one hundred and thirty-six swords are divided into one hundred and thirty-six surging sword qi, like a galloping and rolling river, unstoppable.

Patches of corpses were poured into the snow, staining the white and flawless snow red.

The Bloodcoats were completely powerless to resist, as they couldn't find a way to resist.

They couldn't see anyone, only saw a fanged like a sword flying in the air, and only saw countless sharp edges like a galloping river sweeping.

Under the edge, there will be a head on the ground.

This kind of horror permeated the hearts of every blood-clothed guard, although they were dead soldiers, and they were not afraid of death, but at this time, they were afraid, afraid to a level of despair.

The five hundred blood-clothed guards had become piles of corpses like a hill by this time, and they were all beheaded in the snow in pieces.

Not a single one of them was alive, and not a single one of the five hundred blood-clothed guards was standing, and they all fell there without the breath of life.

The battle with Hu Xiaoyue was inextricably linked from afar, and he couldn't tell the blood clothes at all, and his eyes under the mask were red.

This is the subordinate he has worked so hard to cultivate, and each of them is a carefully selected dead soldier who is not afraid of death.

Now there is no one left, his efforts, his hard work are all in vain.

To cultivate this kind of subordinate, it is more difficult than cultivating a mastiff lion, and now that it is all gone, how can he not hate.

Powerful rage attacked his heart, as if he was crazy, and his strength increased in vain.

"Give me death. He roared, and the huge knife slashed out a rainbow-like blood light, and the space seemed to break under his sword.

Hu Xiaoyue felt the horror of the power of this knife and did not dare to lash out.

And after fighting him for so long, the consumption was also very serious, she saw Ouyang Yan's results, and her face was shocked or shocked.

Rumble!

Hu Xiaoyue's long sword was pointed out, and the huge waning moon rose, and the sky was full of stars.

But it was still shattered by his knife, the waning moon disappeared, the starlight was scattered, Hu Xiaoyue spit out a mouthful of blood, her body was thrown away, and she was injured.

At this time, Ouyang Yan's soul was extremely weak, and his whole body was burned by the fire of the laws of heaven and earth.

He sustained himself, endured pain, and in the midst of this fire, he did something for a belief that he knew he could not do.

He slaughtered five hundred blood-clothed guards, and by this time he was close to the brink of running out of oil.

The fire incarnated by the laws of heaven and earth is too strong, this is the balance of heaven and earth, the blue sky and the white sun, like the furnace of heaven and earth.

At this time, he didn't even have the strength to return to his soul.

He felt like he was about to dissipate into the heavens and the earth, burned into nothingness.

From now on, maybe there will really be no more Ouyang Yan, but it's all worth it.

Ouyang Yan thought in his heart, he didn't have the fear of death, he only looked at the little fox in the iron cage hanging high in the tree and smiled.

All of this, in his opinion, was worth it, he did what he wanted to do, and protected the "people" he wanted to protect. ”

In his eyes, the little fox is not an animal, but a human being, and a sister.

He thought that when he first came to Fox Fairy Ridge, he patted his chest to the little foxes and promised to protect them and be their elder brother.

Now that he had fulfilled that promise, he felt an openness that would not be shaken even if he died.

However, he saw the scene of a bloody corpse like a demon, holding a big knife, and slashing at the injured Hu Xiaoyue.

He wanted to save it, but he was already more than capable of it.

He himself was about to dissipate in this heaven and earth, burned to ashes by the fire of the laws of heaven and earth, how could he still have the power to change anything.

"Sister Xiaoyue, be careful. He shouted the last one with all his might, but it couldn't spread, he was in a state of divine soul, and he no longer existed.

He shouted hysterically, but it was silent, no one could hear it, no one could see it.

He was burned by the fire of the laws of heaven and earth, and seemed to be about to turn to ashes.

His vision began to blur, he felt that he was really about to dissipate between heaven and earth, he wanted to see Hu Xiaoyue live, but he couldn't see clearly.

Shenmen's very rhyming voice sounded, and said: "Your mind and courage have impressed me, and I am amazed by knowing that you can't do it, come back, hero!!"

ps: There are many things that we have to work hard to do, as long as it is right, even if we know that we can't do it, no matter whether the final outcome is success or failure, at least we have done our best for it, haven't we?

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