The hustle and bustle dissipated, Luoyang stubbornly stood up again, his legs trembled, staring at Han Sui's every move, a sword of death and life, this sword is not out, and it will be killed!

Above the clouds, Nan Nuo slowly clenched his palms, his willow eyebrows tightened, and he raised his feet and kicked towards the bronze Dan furnace, gritting his teeth, looking a little crazy.

"Build the foundation and feel the spirit, transform the mortal and open the mind, the grandmaster is in the sky, the cave is cast into the stars, and the stars are connected to the gods...... Separated by two heavens, do you think Luoyang can win?"

Old Man Qi smiled without saying a word, waved his hand to induce the Dan furnace to avoid Nannuo's red boots, and continued to roast the chicken.

He felt that it didn't matter whether Luoyang could win or not, what mattered was whether Luoyang felt that he could win. Fighting for the sword and dying for the sword, the sword cultivator holds not only the sword, but only the sword.

"You really don't care if he lives or dies?"

"Whoever keeps saying that he doesn't care cares about it, and whoever keeps saying that he doesn't love is love. The dignified princess of the Demon Realm, she has been away from home for three years to find a human race, tsk, the strange news of the Six Realms, there is no one!"

"Hmph! Hongu just doesn't like to go back to that big courtyard, who said Hongu is looking for him?"

"It's okay if it's not, you are a demon and a human being, and man and demon are not separated, just like the sand in your hand, you can hold it but may not be able to keep it. ”

"Shut up, dead old man. The stupidity of the human race is vividly displayed by your words, why don't the sand that you can't hold hold soak it? At that time, it will no longer be the palm of your hand that holds the light sand, but the sand sticks to the palm!"

"So that's why you put a spell on Luoyang?"

His mind was broken, Nan Nuo's pretty face was as bright red as cinnabar, full of shame and anger, he looked at the old man with white eyes, stomped his feet and disappeared at the head of the boat, and appeared behind Han Sui in the next moment, his eyebrows were angry, his jade fingers hooked up with flowing flames, and he grabbed Han Sui directly at the back of his head, ruthless and resolute.

"Kill yourself!"

With a slanted eye, Han Sui snorted coldly with disdain, turned around and stroked his sleeves, and his strength was overwhelming, blasting Nan Nuo high and flying high, and it was a long time before he fell outside the city.

"Nannuo!" Luo Yang roared, and as soon as he held the hilt of his sword, Han Sui's hand grabbed his neck, and he was held high like a rag doll, his face turned red.

Outside the city, Nan Nuo struggled to get up from the deep pit, took a deep breath, pulled up a large piece of purple flame, and rushed towards Han Sui again despite the scaly wounds all over his body, like a moth to a fire, regardless of everything.

The thunder shattered the purple flames, and Han Sui's right hand went straight through the sea of fire, holding Nan Nuo's calf, and fell left and right, falling out of the city from inside the city, and the earth and stones flew all the way, mixed with the sound of broken muscles and bones.

Luoyang was dragged all the way, enduring the electric light and swinging his sword to Han Sui's side, the sword qi roared, and he was determined to kill.

Han Sui smiled and threw Luoyang into the bushes beside the road, and then threw Nan Nuo high, the angry eyes behind him turned into a Haotian golden crow, and with a flip of his palm, the scorching golden flame bloomed in the air, like the fall of the Haosun, and the rolling heat wave ignited all the shrubs and seas.

Luoyang struggled to stabilize his figure, looked at the situation in the air, and stood in front of Nan Nuo regardless of life or death, swinging his sword and slashing into the fireworks.

The wooden sword was burned, and the scorching Jin Yan completely exploded, and Luoyang and Nannuo were blasted into the sky, and after a long time, they fell into the roadside hills.

The broken leaves flew all over the sky, the thin Ziyan slowly dissipated, and Nannuo fell weakly behind Luoyang, urging Ziyan to repair his injuries little by little.

Luo Yang struggled to get up, calmly took out a steel long sword from the Sumeru bag, straightened his spine with great effort, and protected Nan Nuo behind him, his eyes burning, staring at Han Sui.

If you can't even protect her, what kind of sword will you cultivate? Why don't you break the sword and die!

"Boy, I'll say it again, as long as you kill that shopkeeper, I will take you two as apprentices, and the fairy couple who get along day and night is much better than not knowing each other in the next life!"

Han Sui's eyes were ruthless, but in his heart he was looking forward to Luoyang's worship of the scene, as long as Luoyang compromised, with a little calculation afterwards, he would be able to take away and be reborn, and dominate the world with this body!

Luoyang raised his sword and looked at Han Sui from afar, his gaze never dodged, even though Han Sui was indeed a thousand times stronger than him, Luoyang still had the confidence to use the sword in his hand to protect everything he wanted to protect.

It's just an old monster, and he hasn't been killed!

Nan Nuo looked at Luoyang's stubborn back covered in blood, endured the pain of the bones, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he smiled gently.

She could feel Luoyang's firmness, her heart was warm, and there was an inexplicable feeling, like the attachment of the boat to the harbor, and like the greed of the bee for nectar.

After a three-year absence, he was still a teenager when he returned. This stubborn back is exactly the same as it was on that snowy night......

The smoke was misty, Old Man Qi put down the wine gourd, spit out a big sip of wine, his drunken eyes were full of pride, and he sighed as time flew by.

is not afraid of death and life and is sincere to the sword, and in a blink of an eye, the apprentice has grown up, like a sword cultivator.

"Luoyang, this is the last chance I give you, Kunlun Patriarch has a saying, life is the first avenue in the world, there is everything in life, and there is nothing in death!"

Han Sui raised his finger with a soft mutter, and the star turned into an angry thunder god again, the arc flickered, and the shock and thunder roared.

"The Tao is not the same!" Luo Yang replied softly, his right hand slowly holding the hilt of the sword.

When the words fell, the lightning flashed instantly, and the fallen trees collapsed into the mountains, and they came on a rampage.

Luoyang's all-out slash was insignificant to Lei Hai, and it was submerged in an instant.

The red dress moved lightly, Nan Nuo turned around and blocked in front of Luoyang, and summoned a piece of purple flame with all his strength to protect the two of them.

Han Sui smiled disdainfully, and the constricted spiritual power rushed out, and the dazzling electric light instantly tore through Ziyan.

The thunder shook the sky, the earth shook lightly, and a man and a demon flew out upside down and fell in two places in the mountains and fields.

The world was spinning, Luoyang struggled to get up, staggered towards Nannuo who had passed out, his clothes were stained with blood, like a few branches of plum in the corner of the wall behind the snow, which was very eye-catching.

Walking and walking, Luoyang seemed to have returned to the Two Realms Mountain again, and the broken wood and rocks in front of him twisted into resentful spirits and undead spirits, roaring and charging at him.

Zhang Liu, Tai Fu, who were seriously injured behind him, stopped silently, took the Mengtan Pill, disintegrated and exploded, and their souls were scattered to delay for the brothers for a while......

A deafening explosion sounded, but Xiao Fan didn't raise his head, he was engrossed in repairing the array, and his face was mixed with tears and blood.

The flying boat passed over everyone's heads, and the Tuotian Ghost Emperor smiled insolently at the head of the boat......

The heartstrings were stirred by resentment and anger, Luoyang's deep and calm sea of knowledge rippled layer by layer, the green leaves moved lightly, and the six green bamboos standing in the depths of the sea of knowledge shook violently, and the two green bamboos led by them slowly floated up, setting off a large number of waves.

Stopping to take the sword, turning around leisurely, Luoyang's eyes became extremely blank and indifferent, as if everything was not in his heart, and the world in his sight lost its color, only large lines and hollows.

"This sword will kill you, you ...... Are you ready?"

Han Sui narrowed his eyes, Luoyang's words were clueless but made him frightened for no reason, he stepped back and raised his fist, and the thunder god astrological phenomenon evolved into an angry eye King Kong, holding high the demon pestle, the Buddha's light was shining, and the power suppressed the Ten Directions Dome.

"Die!"

With a low roar, Han Sui's iron fist burst out, and the dazzling golden light bulldozed everything that Han Sui's fist pointed at like a copper wall, and the mountains, rocks, plants and trees were all stirred into powder by the invisible energy, and countless dust was thrown off.

If the weight is light, if the big is clumsy, the things of Buddhism have always been ordinary and extraordinary, whether it is law or art.