The scorching sun is steaming the earth, the mighty mourning grass is fluttering and dancing, the red decay and green are decreasing, and the splendor has ended.

A little broken crystalline powder was scattered, refracting the colorful light of the void.

Kong Zhou panted and straightened his spine again, slowly spread out his palm, shook off the remaining talisman powder in his palm, and then urged the golden light spell, frowned and took the elixir, facing Qian Du's attack, endured the glamorous illusions that kept emerging in his heart, and pressed the strange spirit back half a step.

The holes and crevices in the mountain wall increased unequally, the torrent was turbulent, and the shackles of the waves were lost, and the resentful spirits climbed up the mountain wall before and after, and were shot back and forth by arrows, turning into pure spiritual power and pouring into the altar.

The bull-headed spirit took a step forward against the sword light, its eyes dancing with crimson light, the gap opened again, and the resentful spirits frantically rushed to the mountains, and the raging Wei water was gradually blocked.

"The flowers are floating and the water is free, sealed!"

Kong Zhou dodged Qian Du's sword, and the sword pointed at the void, and the two sword lights fell suddenly, easily cutting through the boundary gap, and restoring the surrounding space to its normal appearance.

The boundary gap was closed, the Weishui was surging again, and two or three of them drove the clouds close to the peaks, inducing the edict, transferring the aura of the thick earth, and constantly strengthening the mountain.

Tian Yu quietly landed on Fan Yinghou's side, looked around the battlefield, and muttered to himself in a low voice, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing Fan Yinghou's thoughts.

"The sword hangs but does not fall, and the whole body is moved, the people behind the scenes have a great appetite, hold on, now it's up to who can't stand it first!"

They also have a trump card, which must be used at the most critical time, otherwise, it will be difficult to turn defeat into victory.

Fan Yinghou squinted his eyes, looked at Zhang Qin, who was weak, and said: "I'd rather sacrifice my life to become a benevolent person, than steal my life, let's fight, until the end, who dares to say victory or defeat lightly?"

Tian Yu nodded, drove the cloud and flew to the back mountain, Fan Yinghou leaned over to help Zhang Qin change his position, so that he could always know the battle situation.

"Win...... We can win, I just saw the Sword Immortal......"

Zhang Qin laboriously grabbed Fan Yinghou's robe sleeves, his eyes shone brightly, and he believed that the streamer that had just crossed the sky was definitely hope, and it was definitely Kunlun Sword Immortal!

Fan Yinghou nodded, slowly climbed up the mountain rock, climbed high and looked, the dense resentful spirits occupied most of the mountain wall, like grass on the plain, burning inexhaustibly, blowing and growing.

Is the time right now? Can we win? Is that really the Kunlun Sword Immortal?

There was no solution to the questions, Fan Yinghou opened his mouth and spit out the depression in his chest, no longer hesitated, and called to Mingjing: "Withdraw the army, discharge the flood, the three armies obey the order, prepare for a death fight!"

In a solemn and low tone, Li Rong angrily threw away the longbow, picked up the longbow with a wave of his fist, slowly pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and wiped the frost lightly.

Wang Tao untied the talisman on the mountain, closed his eyes and crushed the talisman, and the mountain army jumped into Weishui without hesitation, and the sawtooth broadsword killed hundreds of strange spirits before being drowned by the strange spirits who jumped off the mountain wall......

"If I die, help me go home and say I'm sorry. ”

Li Rong clenched his blade and stared at the empty void, waiting for the enemy chief who was destined to fight to the death.

Huang Kai nodded, handed Li Rong a silk scarf, and said, "Wrap it tightly, don't lose the knife!"

Li Rongwan chuckled, wrapped around the hilt of the knife, the sky and the earth were dim, the golden light in the air was cut by the sword qi, and Kong Zhou fell crookedly into the sky.

The mighty sword dispersed into clear spiritual power, all poured into the altar, and the bull-headed spirit let out a low roar, took a step forward, tore through the surrounding void, and grabbed it with his palm, condensing a ghostly dazzling thunder fire.

"Withdraw, immediately!"

Fan Yinghou roared and waved his robe sleeves, the river valley took off in an instant, a large amount of sunshine flew away, thunder and fire fell, the majestic mountains collapsed abruptly, and the resentful spirits seemed to have spiritual wisdom, gathered in one place, and rushed to the top of the mountain crazily.

Roar!

The warrior on Huang Kai's side was knocked down by the resentful spirit and fell in an instant, Li Rong staggered his gaze, and roared to split the resentful spirit in front of him back, not waiting for the pursuit, the other resentful spirit was already approaching......

"Flame Dragoon! With the sovereign's order, the whole army will attack!"

Fan Yinghou held the talisman, the mighty streamer rose into the air, turning into a thousand void passages, the war horse neighed, the bright red cloak danced wildly, and the gold-armored warrior rode his horse to rush into battle, holding a gun in one hand, and was the first to rush into the wave of resentful spirits, riding a thousand!

The sound of war drums, the flying horse soared into the air, and the golden arrows fell like stars, nailing the strange spirit behind Huang Kai.

"Fire Dragoon!"

Li Rong laboriously cut off a cat-like resentful spirit, unconsciously hooked the corners of his mouth, and his heart was full of warm hope.

"Roar!"

The alien spirit roared and squeezed most of its body into the world, dozens of gaps opened on its side, and the resentful spirits were surging like a tide, and several stubborn fire guard puppets were submerged, and after a moment of silence, they turned into a plain white streamer, maintaining the flame of desire to extinguish among the waves.

"Sacrifice your life for righteousness, bear the sword seal, open!"

"Taishang Xuanling, Xuanhuang Shattered Shadow, up!"

Kong Zhou coughed up a few mouthfuls of bright red, and watched the alien spirit stubbornly get up again, the sword fingers trembled, the sword mark in his body burst out, and the immeasurable sword qi shattered the pomegranate skirt that swirled in his eyes, and the mighty aura gathered into a sword, which hung on the alien spirit's neck again, swallowing endless sharpness.

"Burning life, sparks, the pain of crushing bones and souls, cramps and burning wounds, for some useless mortals, is it worth it?"

Du Sanniang walked into the sea of Kongzhou, Tingting curled up, giving birth to lotus step by step, squinting her good eyebrows, waiting for the known answer.

"My sword has made a choice for me, a hundred deaths, no regrets!"

"Hahaha, then let's die. ”

Du Sanniang's figure gradually faded, Qian Du's eyes flashed with a sharp light, raised his long sword high, and slashed at "Yama".

"Die, die, die......"

Kong Zhou smiled lightly, let go of his death and life, and swung down the Taishang Xuanling Shadow Shattering Sword, pressing the roaring spirit back to the outer path little by little.

Qian Du's sword blade was three feet close, and the nearest dragoon was also a hundred paces away, Fan Yinghou raised his hand to cover the mirror, don't look over, he didn't want to see the hero end, and let the old tears run through his eyes.

The shadow flickered, the blade of the sword penetrated the body, and the dragoon rode in the air, his eyes wide, staring at the young man who was blocking the sword with his body.

The white clothes were stained with blood, the wind and dust were served, the palm of his hand was tightly held on the sharp blade that pierced his shoulder, and his eyes were indifferent, as if this sword was pierced on someone else's body, strange, strange, cold and hard, and it did give people an inexplicable sense of stability.

"Are you alright?"

Luo Yang smiled and held the Heavenly Sword, but without seeing the light or shadow, Qian Du flew out upside down, hit dozens of ancient trees, struggled to get up, and black mist surged around him, frantically devouring the surrounding aura to heal his wounds.

Kong Zhou gently hooked the corners of his mouth, tilted his head to look at the junior brother who pulled the sword out of his shoulder, and channeled the spiritual power to hide into the Shattered Shadow Sword, slashing through the dark thunder in the sky, and slowly pressing the strange spirit outward.

"What a fart, how about Linzi, it's done?"

"That's it, cover the sky with one hand......"

Kong Zhou nodded in satisfaction, and before he could say anything more, the Shattered Shadow Sword in the sky was defeated by a plain white streamer, scattering into a hazy rain of light.

The spiritual power in the meridians suddenly reversed, the sore spot was magnified dozens of times, and Jian Xiu, who could no longer bear it, knelt down weakly, his nails sank into his palms, and the bright red wet robe sleeves were particularly dazzling.