At this moment, a voice sounded in Liu Ruobai's ears: "Xiaobai, go and kill as much as you want, only by stepping into the ruthless path can you be reborn from the fire and survive the Heavenly Fury!"

The voice is loving and firm, which is what Liu Hedong said with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret.

Liu Ruobai looked at Liu Hedong, smiled sadly, nodded slightly, and then his gaze became cold.

A dark red long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, pointing at the sky, and the dark red sword body flashed with glittering blood, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

I saw a white figure flashing, and Liu Ruobai had already appeared in front of Han Yan, holding the Heavenly Fury Sword tightly in his hand, facing the sixty-seven heroes of the rivers and lakes.

Han Yan didn't move, just looked at Liu Ruobai quietly, with a look of relief on her face.

Liu Ruobai slaughtered into the crowd, waved the Heavenly Fury Sword, opened and closed widely, like a god descending into the world, majestic.

The sound of gold and iron resonating kept ringing.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the power is thousand.

When the wrath of the sky comes out, who will compete?

There are constantly blades broken in two.

Wherever the Heavenly Fury Sword passed, the limbs flew and were tragically abnormal.

However, very little blood is spilled, which is very eerie.

There are constantly people falling, and there are constantly people catching up, going forward and successively, tragic and tragic.

Sixty-seven heroes have long put life and death aside. Perhaps, none of them are famous. However, none of them are afraid of death.

In the rivers and lakes, the word righteousness comes first, although there is no regret in death.

They broke the cauldron and sunk the boat, fought to the death, opened the empty door wide, and made ruthless moves, but they sought to hurt the enemy, completely ignoring life and death.

Liu Ruobai's white chest was full of pride, facing the rigid, hitting the hard, honing his body, and being hearty.

Breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat, seeing death as home, may be invincible on the battlefield.

However, this is not a battlefield.

There is an absolute gap in martial arts cultivation.

They are desperate, but in vain.

It was a one-sided massacre.

With just one cup of tea, more than half of the sixty-seven heroes have been killed or injured.

Seeing this situation, Ji Mohai, the head of the Quartet Dart Bureau, looked at Qiu Ming, the head of Kunlun.

At the same time, Qiu Ming also looked at Ji Mohai.

A look, tacitly.

Ji Mohai said loudly: "Eliminate the demon guard, my Quartet dart game is the best, kill!"

At the sound of an order, Ji Liansheng and Zhang Guangyi's two big darts showed their blades and took the lead in rushing to kill. Forty-two elite dart masters followed.

Then, Autumn said in a deep voice: "There is no choice to eliminate evil." Today, if you can't destroy the Heavenly Sword Villa, there will be endless troubles. Kill!"

As the words fell, four elders and thirty-two elite disciples came out.

Liu Hedong's expression was as usual, and he said lightly: "Don't kill it!"

In the next moment, Liu Remnant Yang and Liu Queyue led one hundred and thirty-eight dead soldiers to kill.

The melee was hand-to-hand, blood splattered, and the melee began.

On the side of Tianjian Villa, Liu Hedong, Yan Shan and Meng Tian looked indifferent and watched the situation.

The Zhang family in Luoyang is destined to be wiped out. Good man, sad and lamentable.

On the side of the Quartet Dart Bureau, Ji Mohai and Zhang Yang stood quietly with solemn expressions.

On the Kunlun faction's side, Qiu Ming and the three elders have not yet made a move, but just wait and see.

On the side of Lianyunzhai, Lian Zhantian, the second master, Qiu Leng, the sixth master, and the seventh master, Gongzi Yu, watched coldly, and did not seem to plan to make a move.

Suddenly, a gaze fell on Lian Zhantian, cold and gloomy, as if he had come from the eighteenth layer of hell.

It's Han Yan.

A sword fell, blood splattered, and a dart master died on the spot.

She said coldly: "Lian Zhantian, can you dare to fight?"

Lian Zhantian chuckled lightly and said slowly: "Although it is sent to death, I must admit that you have this qualification." ”

Han Yan clenched the long sword and walked towards Lian Zhantian step by step, resolutely.

Lian Zhantian didn't have the slightest support, and chanted: "Don't listen to the sound of Lin beating the leaves, why don't you roar and walk slowly." Bamboo canes and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid? The steep spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up, slightly cold, and the mountain is obliquely shining but welcomes. Looking back at the place where I have always been, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine when I return. ”

As the words fell, a long sword slowly unsheathed, flashing with a turquoise light, magical and weird.

Knowing that you can't do it, you are sending it to death, but you have no regrets.

......

The two big darts in the Quartet dart game Ji Liansheng and Zhang Guangyi fought against Liu Ruobai, and it was difficult to distinguish for a while.

The four elders of the Kunlun faction fought against Liu Remnant Yang and Liu Queyue, and they had the upper hand.

Liu Hedong, Yan Shan and Meng Tian contain the six masters......

In the crowd, two figures kept approaching.

Suddenly, Han Yan stabbed out with a sword, unstoppable.

At the same time, Lian Zhantian swung his sword to meet him, indifferently.

The figures are staggered, and the sword light flashes.

Han Yan opened and closed widely, and the sword was majestic. Thousands of mountains, vertical and horizontal, domineering.

Lian Zhantian wielded his long sword, like a violent wind, like a torrential rain, wild and uninhibited and everywhere.

Obviously, Han Yan was by no means Lian Zhantian's opponent.

However, she definitely has the strength to fight.

Frontal attack, hard to hard, gold and iron resonate, one spark after another suddenly bloomed.

Han Yan's wrists were slightly numb, sweat swept across her cheeks, and her clothes were soaked. However, her gaze remained steadfast.

Lian Zhantian looked indifferent and responded calmly. It's about respecting your opponent and respecting yourself.

Unconsciously, Han Yan's face was full of sadness, and there were faint tears flashing in her eyes.

was gloomy and sad, and where his heart was going, he was at a loss.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Lian Zhantian was unmoved.

The sword intent attack did not work.

Everything was expected.

Han Yan's expression was still the same, and he waved his long sword, and the sword body was surrounded by pale white sword qi, and he came out of the dust.

The next moment, Lian Zhantian's expression became lofty and arrogant, his eyes were empty, and there was nothing more than that.

A sacrosanct and inviolable awe-inspiring aura arose from his heart, spreading in all directions, straight into the depths of Han Yan's heart.

In the blink of an eye, the sky became dark, dark clouds were thick, and it seemed that a violent storm was brewing.

At this moment, two figures flew out and went straight towards Han Yan.

At the same time, the three elders of the Zhang Yang and Kunlun factions flashed and blocked in front of Yan Shan and Meng Tian.

Yan Shan clenched the rusty long sword and killed the four of them.

Meng Tian held the sword of sorrow and followed closely.

Zhang Yang and the three elders of the Kunlun faction were calm and waved their swords to meet them.

Liu Hedong sighed lightly and muttered to himself: "Yan'er, Heavenly Sword Villa is sorry for you!"

A tear poured into the endless void.

Qiu Ming and Ji Mohai stared at Liu Hedong quietly, not daring to slack off.

In the past, Liuhedong was powerful all over the world.

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