Chapter 260: Sword Fighting in the Rain
The rabbit was blinded, but Xuanyu was not, he yelled at the rabbit with red eyes and the fastest speed of speech: "Don't go quickly! Go home and call your mother, father, uncle, and brother to save the master!"
The young man's voice is like thunder, shocking!
The rabbit's ears twitched, and she woke up like a dream, and when she turned around, she saw that the aunt who had thrown her out was struggling to support herself in the golden sea of fire, and the rabbit's nose was sore, and her eyes were watery......
"Don't go yet!"
Before the tears could flow, he was frightened back by the boy's voice.
"You go find someone, I'll save Master!"
At this moment, the boy burst out with determination and courage that moved everyone, the young man's eyes were firm, his spirit was flying, he jumped into the fire, and he resolutely went to the fire, and the resolute courage he showed shocked everyone, including his mother.
At this moment, the world is silent, just for the teenager's jump.
"Brother Xuanyu!"
December in tears!
"Auntie, Brother Xuanyu, wait for Little Twelve!"
December wiped away tears and turned into a moonlight that went straight up to nine days, the little moon at this moment is sad, and the little moon at this moment is also strong.
......
The owner of Mochizuki Tower burst into tears.
The ruler of the stargazing platform felt uncomfortable.
"Big brother?"
"I can't interfere in their affairs!"
"Dijiang is here!"
The three words that were not related to each other made the stargazing platform fall silent again.
......
"Gone!"
Two words, stunned.
"What a stupid!"
Two words, laughing and crying.
"Demon, die!"
The young man fights the sword and points directly at the enemy!
"Look for death!"
With a wave of Jiuyan's big sleeves, the brocade clothes flowed into flames, and a golden flame floated towards the young man.
"Hide, this is the Golden Flame of the Sun!"
An old man who has been flowing with time has fixed the golden flame of the sun, which is an old candle flame.
"Knowing that it is the golden flame of the sun, and daring to stretch out his hand, I really don't know whether to live or die!"
Jiu Yan's face was flushed, her eyes burst into brilliant streamers, she was very excited, every drop of blood in her body was boiling and shouting and burning, she was going to burn her, burn them, burn everyone related to her!
"Poof"
Time is broken, big hands shrink sharply, and it is still inevitable to burn!
The old candle flame grinned and gasped!
"Hahahaha......"
Jiuyan laughed loudly, there was no one in his eyes, how rampant!
"Boom la la ......"
Heavy rain pours down, splitting heads!
The young man holds the sword in his right hand, writes in his left hand, recites witchcraft in the rain, his robe is agitated, his long hair is flying, at this moment, he is the god of the rain, the rain is never afraid of fire, he is also fearless!
"Good!"
Someone applauded!
"Good!"
Ten people cheered!
"Good!"
Applause at the beginning!
"Boom ......"
Stone breaks the sky and teases the autumn rain!
It rains from the sky, and the rain falls on the nine heavens.
There is rain on the earth, and so is the rain in the heavens.
The rain master holds the rain, and the piano master borrows the rain Xuan.
The disciple fights the sword, and the master is brave.
"Slash!"
"Slash, slash, slash!"
One sword falls, ten thousand swords slash!
Heaven and earth are the same as rain, and the law of the rain god is complete!
The young man carried the rain of heaven and earth, waved the law of the rain god, and cut out a sword of the weeping gods of heaven and earth sighing, a sword out, the mountains and rivers collapsed, it was a natural disaster, a man-made disaster, and it could not be resisted!
“......”
Jiuyan opened her mouth in horror but couldn't shout, her eyes were full of swords, heaven and earth were enemies, she was isolated, like a delicate flower in the face of heavy rain devastation, she was so helpless, I don't know when, the dead grass of despair has crawled all over her heart.
She watched the golden flame being cut and drowned, and she finally shouted: "No......"
A terrible wail.
The bird is dying, and its song is also mourning.