Liu Ruobai was unaware, still quietly staring at the two shallow white marks.

Liu Hedong secretly uses internal strength and is ready to shoot at any time.

Devil is the sublimation of obsession, and falling into the path of demons is also a new life.

The reason why the demon is strong is because he is not bound by emotions, and it is all a thought to kill or not to kill. This thought is obsession.

If there is a flaw in the obsession, the devil is no longer the devil.

Those two shallow white marks are the Dharma and the nemesis of demonic nature.

Master duel, life and death are only a millimeter. If there are two opposing dharmas, the results are self-evident.

Lian Zhantian, Ji Mohai and Qiu Ming are all the heroes of one side, seeing this situation, after thinking about it for a while, they vaguely guessed the inside story.

Don't miss the opportunity, and never miss it.

The three figures swept out at the same time, as fast as the wind, heading straight for Liu Ruobai.

They have been gathering momentum for a long time, and if they don't make a move, they will inevitably be thunderous.

Lightning and thunder, fierce winds, and torrential rain poured down, sweeping in from all directions, converging on the body of the quaint and unpretentious long sword.

The turquoise glow shines even more brightly.

The turquoise sword aura was even stronger.

Lian Zhantian's sword stabbed out, which seemed to be unremarkable, but it contained a terrifying power that destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

Ji Mohai clenched a giant sword in both hands, like a fierce tiger and a vulture. A sword swing, this is pure power, its power is unimaginable.

In autumn, a sword stabbed out, like a towering Kunlun, magnificent.

Towering mountains, majestic and magnificent, endless.

Unconsciously, a majestic momentum permeated all around, straight into the depths of everyone's heart.

The three male lords shot at the same time, even if Liu Ruobai was in his heyday, he was by no means an opponent.

What's more, at this time, he himself has two opposing laws, which is a fatal flaw.

At this moment, a figure suddenly came, blocking in front of Liu Ruobai.

This person is none other than Liu Hedong.

He pushed out with both palms, and did not hesitate to exhaust his true power to deliver the strongest blow.

The light blue True Qi spread rapidly, supporting a True Qi shield.

A pale blue, like the sky, vast, and like the sea, can accommodate hundreds of rivers.

Three swords struck at the True Qi shield at the same time.

I only heard a "boom", and the energy crisscrossed one after another.

In an instant, the sand flew away, the dust filled the sky, and the heaven and earth were in chaos.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Yan Shan's ears: "Xiaoyou, quickly find a way to make Xiaobai recover a little conscious, and then act according to the plan." ”

This is the voice of Liu Hedong.

Yan Shan hurriedly said to Liuhedong with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Senior, don't worry!"

The voice is firm and tragic, a promise and a comfort.

If you want Liu Ruobai to recover a trace of consciousness, Yan Shan can't do it, but Meng Tian may be able to.

Yan Shan asked Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Tian'er, is there a way to make Brother Liu recover a trace of consciousness?"

Meng Tian replied with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Tian'er can't let Brother Liu regain his senses, but Tian'er can try to use the Heartless Sword Dao to communicate with Brother Liu subconsciously. ”

Yan Shan said casually: "Then try it." ”

"Hmm!"

This battle is doomed to failure, but Liu Ruobai must leave alive. Otherwise, all sacrifices will be meaningless.

Those two shallow white marks are variables, unexpected.

As a last resort, Yan Shan will take action and forcibly take Liu Ruobai away. Of course, this is the next step.

At this time, in the depths of Liu Ruobai's soul, a black mist filled the air, and two faint white lights loomed.

Liu Ruobai wanted to use black mist to dissolve the two white lights, but he never succeeded.

The white light, though faint, is unusually tough.

Not yielding, not dissipating, seems to be a will, and like a belief.

Suddenly, a third white light appeared, constantly changing shapes in the black mist, as if performing something.

Liu Ruobai was slightly stunned, and then felt it with her heart.

This is the language of the sword, which is saying: It's dangerous here, get out quickly.

In the black mist, a small dark red sword appeared, hovering and undulating in front of the third white light. This is also the language of the sword, which is asking: Who are you?

The third white light changed shape again, like flowing clouds, saying: I am your friend, maybe you don't remember it anymore, but you should be able to feel that I have no malicious intent.

The small dark red sword fluctuated slightly, saying: I can go with you.

Meng Tian breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly informed Yan Shan of the result with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret.

The dust was still there, and it was hazy.

The three figures flew into the Heavenly Sword Villa, it was Yan Shan, Meng Tian and Liu Ruobai.

Liu Ruobai was holding a corpse in his arms, it was Han Yan.

After a long time, the dust settled.

Liu Hedong was neither sad nor happy, and his expression was indifferent.

Lian Zhantian, Ji Mohai and Qiu Ming stood side by side, and there were still faint blood stains on the corners of their mouths.

With just one move, he seriously injured the three male masters, and his strength is self-evident.

Lian Zhantian groaned: "You are really injured internally. ”

Hearing this, Ji Mohai and Qiu Ming's faces changed greatly. Liu Hedong was already injured internally, and if he was in his heyday, the result would be unimaginable.

Liu Hedong sighed lightly: "He won't let you come to death." ”

Lian Zhantian snorted lightly and said coldly: "In this battle, Heavenly Sword Villa has been defeated. From today onwards, Tianjian Villa will be removed from the rivers and lakes. ”

Liu Hedong shook his head slightly, and said with a light smile: "As long as Xiaobai is still alive, Tianjian Villa will not be defeated, let alone removed from the rivers and lakes." ”

Lian Zhantian chuckled, "You think they can escape?"

Liu Hedong turned a deaf ear, raised his head, looked at the void, and said casually: "Since Your Excellency is here, why don't you show up and see it?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a figure flashing, and a burly man in black had already appeared in front of Lian Zhantian.

Dressed in black, from head to toe.

A pair of eyes, quiet and deep.

Liu Hedong smiled indifferently and asked, "Your Excellency is the Hundred Step Divine Fist Nangong Liuyun?"

The man in black clenched his fists slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's Nangong Liuyun below." ”

Liu Hedong nodded slightly, and asked again, "Why haven't the others shown up yet?"

Nangong Liuyun's right hand was raised lightly.

Suddenly, dozens of men in black appeared behind him.

Liu Hedong sighed lightly and said slowly: "Then let's do it!"

Nangong Liuyun didn't move, just stared at Liu Hedong quietly, his eyes full of awe. He said softly: "Seniors should decide on their own!"

Liu He Dongguan smiled, and he was not angry.

At this moment, someone shouted angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Before the words fell, two figures had already appeared around Liuhedong, and they were the two of the four elders of the Heavenly Sword Villa, Dugu Zi and Ximen Hate.

Immediately afterward, more than a hundred Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa dead soldiers swarmed in, holding blades and staring resolutely.

Dugu Zi looked at Nangong Liuyun, was furious, and shouted: "Nangong Liuyun, even if you are ranked second among the top ten masters of the underworld, you are not qualified to speak wildly in front of the old owner!"

Nangong Liuyun didn't speak, nor did he look at Dugu Zi, still staring at Liu Hedong quietly.

The greatest insult is to ignore existence.

As one of the four elders of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa, Dugu Zi's identity is transcendent, how could he have been insulted like this?

With a "cang" sound, the long sword suddenly came out of its sheath.

Dugu Zi was furious, swung his sword and stabbed out, straight to Nangong Liuyun's throat.

The sword is like a flying rainbow, as swift as the wind.

Liu Hedong did not stop him, but his eyes showed a faint sadness.

Nangong Liuyun was still quietly staring at Liu Hedong, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

The sword light came in an instant.

Suddenly, Nangong Liuyun made a move.

If you don't move, it's as steady as Mount Tai, and if you move, it's as fast as lightning.

In the sword light, a faint fist shadow flashed, like a glimpse, fleeting, leaving no trace.

However, the Shadow of the Fist did exist.

The next moment, the sword light stopped abruptly.

Dugu Zi was like a kite with a broken string, and it flew backwards.

With a "dang bang", the long sword fell to the ground.

Dugu Zi also fell to the ground, and he had no breath.

Simon hated's eyes were red, his eyes were about to split, and he said coldly: "Kill!"

An order was given, and the shouts of killing sounded. More than 100 Heavenly Sword Villa dead soldiers came out, and the murderous aura was pervasive, and they regarded death as home.

Nangong Liuyun's expression was indifferent, and he just waved his hand slightly.

Dozens of black-clothed men clenched the ice blades, not afraid at all, and faced more than a hundred Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa dead soldiers.

At this time, the people who had stopped before resumed the war.

Swords and swords, blood flying, you live and die, never die.

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