The sky is thick like ink, and the mountain wind is whistling like a knife.

Luoyang frowned slightly, mobilized his spiritual power to protect Kong Zhou, carefully sent it to the back of the dragon horse, and waited for the dragon to ride away, and hooked his finger to Qian Du, who caught the long sword, to show his spirit.

Aren't you going to take revenge? Aren't you going to kill me? Then let the horses come, I'm here, waiting for you to kill me!

"White-clothed sword, wanton publicity, attractive and pretty man, Luoyang, Tibetan sword master, Kunlun little uncle, Yama ......"

Du Sanniang repeated the name of Luoyang, slowly hooked the corners of her mouth, stared at Jian Xiu's merry eyebrows, covered her chest hard, endured the throbbing of her heart, and her cheeks gradually dyed pink, like a bad businessman who longed for wealth, like a beast that could not suppress hunger.

"You're going to be mine, before that, help the slave clean up this waste, and by the way, let the slave see your sword. ”

The leaves fell silently, Qian Du suddenly disappeared under the tree, the aftermath flickered, and a black light ran through the mountains and forests, pressing everything quietly.

This sword is the strongest sword that Qian Du has obtained from ten years of sword cultivation, and it is also a sword that only attacks but does not defend against death.

This sword edge is sharp and dazzling, but Luoyang refuses to avoid it, and takes a step forward towards the bright sword flower, dancing lightly in white, bringing up some residual grass, and the sword qi is roaring, rolling up the middle of the mountain.

The sword light is staggered, and the remnant leaves and broken points of light flutter into the air.

Luoyang got up and stood up straight, and the Sauvignon Blanc slowly returned to the sheath, hiding all the sharpness of his body.

Qian Du knelt on the ground, holding his long sword, the black mist frantically devoured the surrounding aura, and in just a moment, the sword marks that cut off his heart and lungs were almost healed.

"Luoyang...... We're not done yet!"

Qian Du turned around slowly, but Luoyang was already walking away, wearing a sword in white and inexplicably chic.

"We're long over, you're long over. ”

Luoyang stared at the strange spirit, whispered, the words fell, Qian Du covered his chest violently, the green lotus bloomed in the air, the hidden sword moved, the light and cold were ten directions, and the chaotic sword qi swept the top of the small half of the mountain.

Du Sanniang was so frightened that her body and mind trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of farewell in her eyes, and her heart was full of the invisible back of the sword and slashing the enemy.

"Only such a genius can match the color of the slave family's alluring city, Luoyang, you are destined to be mine, you can't escape!

The murmur dispersed into the breeze, and was gradually drowned out by the wailing, Du Sanniang flew into the air, sensing the situation in Kongzhou, slowly urging the pomegranate skirt, and silently taking off a wisp of green silk from the general.

The situation here seems to be chaotic, but it is actually very clear, the human race needs someone to lead, if the leaders are dead, the dragons are leaderless, and these hundreds of thousands of troops are just a rabble of people playing at will!

Luoyang didn't know Du Sanniang's calculations, stepped into the air, closed his eyes, and the mighty aura gathered towards the heavenly sword, wrapped in a layer of bright golden light outside the body of the plain white sword, and gradually condensed into a cloud light sword, the light illuminated the heaven and earth, and the thick fog that occupied Qiongxiao was removed.

The low roar of the resentful spirits froze, and they all looked at Luoyang, revealing a frightened expression, curled up together, not daring to move.

The soldiers of the two armies who were fighting hard also stopped their offensive, looked up at the merry sword cultivation in the sky, their hearts were warm, and the corners of their mouths were hooked back and forth, greedy for the temperature of hope.

"Don't be stunned, kill, kill me!"

Fan Yinghou hurriedly returned to his senses, looked at the frightened and restless spirits, and shouted loudly, smiling happily.

The general took Kong Zhou down into the sky, carefully put Kong Zhou down, there was a charming girl singing and dancing in her eyes, the pomegranate skirt moved, the white yarn rose and fell, and the face of the city was half hidden and half revealed.

"Husband, help me, help me kill Tian Yu, this is the king's order. ”

"This ...... This is the king's commandment. ”

The general repeated softly, silently approached Fan Yinghou, and suddenly attacked while Tian Yu was not paying attention, drew his knife and shook it, and the dagger went straight to Tian Yu's heart.

"Stop, stop!"

Zhang Qin's eyes widened suddenly, grabbed the dust in his hand, and threw it weakly at the Golden Armor Dragoon.

Hearing the sound, Fan Yinghou strode forward, and the nearby Qi soldiers turned their bows and arrows one after another, thunderbolts frightened, and the cold stars were killed.

Du Sanniang pursed her lips lightly, waited for things to develop, and was happy to compete with the lion and tiger.

The Qi army is a lot of common people, and the nobles are naturally hostile, and the nobles in their eyes only talk about interests, and according to their speculation, the destruction of the alien spirits has become a certainty, and it is not surprising that the Qin State wants to cross the river and demolish the bridge.

The Qin State sergeant who was protecting Fan Yinghou panicked, threw away the strong bow in his hand, overtook Fan Yinghou in a few steps, flew and hugged the waist and back of the golden armor dragoon, roared his momentum, overturned the dragoon, opened his arms to protect Tian Yu behind him, and exchanged his own life for his life.

"Wang Fan, what are you going to do, the miscellaneous pieces of Qi Kingdom?"

Shocked by the change, a group of Qin soldiers rushed up the mountains and forests, watched their colleagues who were full of arrows fall, red circles in front and back, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and went straight to the Qi army beside them.

Tian Yu hurriedly came back to his senses, looked at the dragoon who was silently in place, dodged to stop the Qi army, and handed over his back to the Qin State sergeant.

"Colleagues, at the moment of the great enemy, everything is done by evil cultivators, and when the resentful spirits retreat, I Tian Yu will definitely give you an explanation!"

"When the spirits retreat, you'd better die now!"

Du Sanniang controlled the Qin State sergeant, her eyebrows were angry, and she resolutely pulled the crossbow in her hand.

"Be careful!"

Zhang Qin roared and got up, staggered out a few steps and fell down again, watching the crossbow arrow shoot at the unsuspecting Tian Yu.

"Bastard, kill me!"

Tian Yu fell weakly, the Qi army had red eyes, pulled out the sword and attacked the Qin army, and Kong Zhou, who was in a coma, got up at the same time, took the broken dagger in the dragoon's hand, and rushed to the Qi army with the dragoon.

Fan Yinghou held the sword talisman in his hand, and was about to smash it, when a streamer fell in the air, fixed everyone's figures, and tied Kong Zhou tightly with a three-foot red silk.

The Son of Heaven sat on the map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, looked at Du Sanniang who was hidden in the void space, held up the seal of Fantian, and said coldly: "You demon girl, I have been looking for you for a long time, and now I have finally found you, die!"

The sound fell, the Fantian seal rose to the size of the mountain in the wind, covering the scenery of the mountain, Du Sanniang looked frightened, urged the talisman to escape to the void, sealed with both hands, sacrificed a black flag, moved lightly with the wind, summoned countless evil ghosts, and covered the shape of the Yi people.

"The power of the ants is fighting with the sky, I have caught you, Zhong!"

The Son of Heaven opened the bow, the wind and clouds were arrows, the verdant arrows were accompanied by the sound of thunder, breaking through the clouds of smoke in the sky, stirring up endless evil ghosts, accurately nailed to Du Sanniang's chest, suppressing the three souls and seven spirits, the painful Yiren frowned, and was about to curse the Son of Heaven.

Kong Zhou shook weakly, tilted his head and fell, and the shadow of the sky fell, guarding in front of his master, and the Qi army hummed softly, as if he was saying something.

"You guys, do what you have to do!"

The Son of Heaven floated down to the top of the mountain, unraveling the fixing technique, and his tone was undoubted, the Heavenly Spirit Flower Girl looked at Zhang Qin and Tian Yu's appearance, and led down two starlights, and the injuries of the two healed suddenly.

"I really see the right and wrong here, it's all the secret plot of the red-dressed demon girl, the Qin State is dead, and my Qi State is injured, and it will be written off!"

Zhang Qin got up slowly, looked at the faint sword cultivator with frowning eyebrows, took off his robe and draped it on Kong Zhou's body, looked at the gradually scarce resentful spirits, and said: "The war is far from over, think about the reasons why you hold Bingge, cheer me up, this year, return home for reunion!"

At the mention of that warm place, the eyes of the sergeants changed, and the slaughter between their eyebrows was dissolved, and they turned to go down the mountain, their eyes flashed with light, and they drew their bows and swords, slaughtered strange spirits, and welcomed the triumph.

Zhang Qin and Fan Yinghou looked at each other and smiled, breathed a sigh of relief, worshiped the Son of Heaven from afar, the elder and the young were respectful, Zhang Qin wanted to wait for Fan Yinghou to speak, but as the old man stubbornly refused to speak, Zhang Qin couldn't help but smile bitterly, so he had to take a step forward and call loudly: "Thank God for saving your life." ”

The Son of Heaven nodded, looked at the young man who slowly raised the Heavenly Sword, and said with a smile: "You don't have to thank me, thank him if you want to thank him, I didn't come for you, I came for him." ”

The beautiful sun slanted down the valley, the turbid Wei water was a little clear, Wang Tao escaped out of the mountain wall in embarrassment, carrying a rat demon the size of a cat, murderous.

Huang Kai and Li Rong fought side by side, setting off a wave of Terran counteroffensive, most of the sergeants did not know the conflict in the mountains, and the sergeants of the two countries were in one place, intimate, regardless of each other, and gradually won the first big victory of the Terran in foreign warfare after the closure of Kunlun Mountain.

The breeze told the good news, Luoyang slowly opened his eyes, looked at the light and heavy sword in his hand, chuckled and fell, the mighty sword light pierced the sky, and carried an endless storm of spiritual power, like a monstrous flood peak that broke the embankment, destroying the withering and decaying.

The bull-headed spirit looked up to the sky and roared, his red eyes stared at Luoyang tightly, his palm weakly shook a few times, and he was powerlessly pressed back to the outer path by the heavenly sword, and watched the altar being annihilated by the immeasurable sword qi, and the success was lost.

"Terran, this is the second time, next time, I want you to die!"

There was a cold shout from the void, the graceful girl flashed away in the light and shadow, and the powerful bull-headed spirit knelt in the void like a prisoner who bowed down and confessed.

"Heh, not only next time, but also next time, sooner or later, one day I will settle the way and seek justice for them!"

"Seek justice from the outside? Okay, Terran, the emperor is waiting for you!"

The voice dissipated, the turbulent void returned to its original state, and the Celestial Master frowned, a little unable to understand this game of chess in the human world.

Since Kunlun was born, this game of chess has changed, and countless variables have been born, and the wizards of the hidden family have emerged in an endless stream, just like a group of creatures who have been in the dark for a long time, and they have been born to the sun.

The Haori of the world is Kunlun, there is no doubt about it.

"I was defeated, I couldn't get back the Book of Heaven, and I was willing to be punished by Heaven!"

The sloppy old man knelt down on his knees, threw himself to the ground, clenched his fists tightly, all unwilling, he was clearly planning no matter how big or small, why would he still lose?

"Variables, the defeat here is not yours, look at the good place, didn't we successfully leave the chess pieces in the demon clan......?

The Heavenly Master shook his head, flicked the fishing rod, and stirred up the rippling waves, thinking of Luoyang and the scholar who was known as invincible, constantly falling into the layout, constantly overthrowing and starting over.

Criss-cross the world, who can understand the world like chess.

The sky is thick like ink, and the mountain wind is whistling like a knife.