Forcing back Nian Yu who jumped out of the darkness, Dongfang Zhuo spit out a mouthful of reverse blood, and said viciously: "You have chased Lao Tzu for more than ninety miles, and if you run south, Lao Tzu is almost home, are you not afraid that the four masters of my Dongfang family will catch you and beat you half to death?"

Nian Yu took a breath and said, "Where the duty is, I will never give up." ”

Dongfang Zhuo rolled his eyes and said, "I really don't know why you want to kill me. ”

Nian Yu attacked again and said coldly: "After you die, I will tell you again." ”

Dongfang Zhuo resisted the edge with the Xuanyuan Sword, glared at the face of the person in front of him, and said angrily: "Hey, don't you have to make an inch, I don't want to kill, but don't force me to kill either!"

Nian Yu took a step back with his strength, pointed at Dongfang Zhuo with the tip of his sword, and said, "Are you finally willing to fight the enemy with all your might?"

Dongfang Zhuo didn't speak, he held the hilt of the sword with one hand, put the Xuanyuan sword across his chest, and stroked the edge of the sword with the other hand, and with a strong force, the blood in the palm of his hand flowed onto the sword, and his eyes also became blue, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.

Nian Yu looked at Dongfang Zhuo vigilantly as if he was facing a great enemy, and the "Spirit" sword in his hand trembled suddenly, as if a minister had met an emperor who ruled the world, and he didn't even have the heart to resist.

Nian Yu injected some qi into the sword in his hand, which stopped its trembling, and then, he held the long sword in his hand and stabbed towards Dongfang Zhuo in a treacherous posture, worthy of being the killer of the Heavenly Killing Pavilion, this tricky angle made it difficult to dodge.

Dongfang Zhuo finished gathering momentum, his clothes fluttered in the wind, his eyes turned blue again, he chuckled lightly, and said, "Wind and snow, merry!"

Suddenly, Dongfang Zhuo stabbed out with a sword with the momentum of the wind and clouds, this sword can be called a swan song, and the sword momentum and sword qi have reached the peak that Dongfang Zhuo can currently display, and the sword intent is also extremely coquettish, his former bookish spirit and today's freehand style are gathered on this sword, at this time, his sleeves flutter and his eyes are blue, and the long hair scattered on the back of his head moves with the wind, Xuanyuan Sword pulled a very good-looking sword flower, after the sword flower, it is a real killing move!

The originally clear sky was soon covered with dark clouds, and finally disappeared with the handing out of this sword, and the caravan not far away was immediately dumbfounded when they saw this scene, and they were dumbfounded for nearly half an hour, when they walked to the land as if they had suffered a catastrophe, there was only a dead corpse, it seemed that it should have been stabbed in the heart by a sword, there was no possibility of survival, his eyes widened, and he seemed to be very dead.

The strength of Dongfang Zhuo's sword is enough to compete with the last person in the top twenty in the world.

When he found Liangli, the latter laughed very freely and said: "I don't know that Nianyu also wants to kill you, I just have a grudge against him to kill my father, since you helped me kill him, I will do what I say, tomorrow I will rush to the Youzhou battlefield, life and death!"

Dongfang Zhuo nodded with a smile and said, "Okay." ”

Liangli scratched his head and asked, "Why don't you look for someone else, just me?"

Dongfang Zhuo took a sip of hot wine and said, "Because you assassinated me that day, is this reason enough?"

Liang Li was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Enough is enough, this is enough, where are you going next?"

Dongfang Zhuo shook his head and said, "I haven't finished traveling this river and lake yet. ”

Liang Li rolled his eyes and said, "The sword armor and sword armor have gone to resist Shura, it's not interesting, what are you staying?"

Dongfang Zhuo shouted, "Little Er, settle the account" and then said to Liang Li: "Didn't you have the idea of going to the world with a sword when you were a child?"

Liang Li touched the slightly green stubble on his chin, and said: "I have indeed thought about it, admired by thousands of people, you can do whatever you want, how happy you are, what, do you want to play?"

Dongfang Zhuo said seriously: "Aren't you handsome?"

Liang Li knocked Dongfang Zhuo's head very badly and said, "That's called Merry!"

Then Dongfang Zhuo was not angry, and laughed: "Yes, yes, yes, it's called Merry!"

In the autumn of the first year of the Demon Swing, the Juque Divine Tree fought a tough battle, Liang Litou looked north, and said before he died: "The guy who is waiting in Kunlun Mountain, isn't he ready to come out?"

After finishing speaking, the essence is completely gone, and he dies without falling, and his head looks north!

......

In half a year, Dongfang Zhuo returned to Changliu Mountain again, and saw his father Dongfang Dawn at a glance, and the latter naturally saw him, and said with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Dongfang Zhuo passed by him and said, "This prosperous world is worthy of our life. ”

Back at the inn, he saw some fresh faces, and after Dongfang Zhuo asked, he learned that these people were the Changzhou monks who had come to support not long ago.

Hearing Dongfang Zhuo's voice, a snow-white spherical object flew over at once, clinging to Dongfang Zhuo's face.

Dongfang Zhuo grabbed the snowball helplessly, looking at the little guy's happy expression, he softened his heart and asked, "What about Mohuang?"

Xueqiu's expression suddenly became excited, and he squeaked and said something, Dongfang Zhuo's expression suddenly changed greatly, he looked at the Changzhou monks around him, and finally knew what they were worried about.

He immediately stood up, turned into a streamer, and flew in the direction of Youzhou.

On the Giant Que Sacred Tree

Mo Huang was covered in blood, the hand holding the Chiqing Sword trembled slightly, he looked at the Shura corpse on the ground, the pictures in front of him overlapped a little, and the next moment, he fainted from exhaustion.

A monk picked him up and said in a loud voice: "200,000 heavenly soldiers are still attacking Blood River City, we must not let the Juque Divine Tree fall!"

With this sound, he roared out Dongfang Zhuo, originally at the beginning of Dongfang's speed, no matter how fast he was, it would take him several days to fly here, but Dongfang Dawn used the space qi technique, repeatedly folding the space, and he soon came to the Juque Divine Tree.

As soon as Dongfang Zhuo appeared, the battle situation here was reversed in an instant, the two sides were at the end of the strong crossbow, and there were not many people left in the Shura clan, and at this time, Dongfang Zhuo, who was full of blood and blue peak, appeared, and it was like cutting leeks to harvest the lives of the Shura.

At the end of the difficult guard battle, the human race that could still stand broke out into shocking cheers, Dongfang Zhuo held Mo Huang, raised his eyebrows and asked, "How is it?"

Mo Huang snorted coldly, shook off Dongfang Zhuo's support, and he was still giving orders in a little delirium, "Leave a hundred people to clean up the battlefield, Zhao Yuzheng, you take fifty people to bring back the remains of your brothers......"

Dongfang Zhuo rolled his eyes, he put the unconscious Mo Huang on his back, and said, "Brothers, don't be sad, people can't be resurrected after death, at least, we have guarded the Juque Divine Tree, right?"

Suddenly, a man threw his sword on the trunk of a tree, and his voice became more and more pleasant, and he said sadly, "What's the use of guarding this broken tree!"