"Death, forbidden—"

The golden wind is not moved by the cicada, the impermanence of the secret is unknown, the wrath of the god of death, and the unwillingness of the god of death are all manifested in the god of death and forbiddenness.

The dark space was frozen, everything around him seemed to stop as lifeless, and the scythe of the god of death instantly moved behind Yun Qingfeng, aiming at Yun Qingfeng's lower back.

Once Ye Lansheng succeeds, Yun Qingfeng will inevitably be cut in two, this is the forbidden move of the god of death, this is the horror of the god of death.

"Yun Qingfeng, you go to die, hahahaha......"

When the Grim Reaper's scythe slashed across Yun Qingfeng's body, Ye Lansheng revealed the evil laughter unique to the Grim Reaper, but in the next second, Yun Qingfeng's body was like an illusion, and suddenly disappeared like a gust of wind at the moment when he was stopped.

"The breeze is accompanied by the moon, and the wind and waves are thousands of miles-"

The wind wrinkled and flashed with a thousand sword lights, and the scythe of death danced in the wind.

One is the first class in the holy path, the sea of clouds is unparalleled and has no longevity, just to live up to the will of the bright moon, and try to hate the cultivation with a sword.

One is to ask who is the craziest in the world, only I am proud of the Dao realm, laughing wildly and turning the waves of the rivers and lakes, and the god of death can be called the king.

Yun Qingfeng stepped on the seven stars, the breeze swayed, and countless sword qi continued to impact Ye Lansheng, who was already crumbling.

Ye Lansheng waved his hand, and the scythe of the god of death lifted a huge stone and threw it at Yun Qingfeng, but he couldn't reach Yun Qingfeng at all, and was smashed by the blade of the sword in the wind.

"Ye Lansheng, struggle can't change your fate, follow me to the 24th Bridge of Huangshan Mountain to confess to Mingyue, maybe I will look at the past and spare your life!"

The seemingly arrogant words carried infinite confidence, but this action added to the madness of the god of death: "Hmph, I still have this trick!"

"Destroy the six realms of the world, and the heavens and the earth will be lost—"

Suddenly, the Grim Reaper's scythe expanded infinitely, hovering in mid-air, and a dense and evil scene was like a huge hollow, and the countless condensed blood-colored crows in it formed a huge surf, surging towards the cloud and clear wind.

"The bright moon is accompanied by the breeze, and the heavens and the earth are free-"

As soon as the wind was blown up, the blood-colored crows of the god of death were directly blown to pieces, and seeing that the wind was about to reach Ye Lansheng, Ye Lansheng raised the knife in his hand, raised it and practiced until it was a horizontal slash.

"Death roars, slashes against the blade—"

The scythe reversed, and it stretched infinitely, carrying endless evil spirits in the darkness, vowing to seduce the soul of Yun Qingfeng.

Ye Lansheng was menacing, Yun Qingfeng naturally didn't dare to be careless, sacrificed the Qingfeng Sword, and came into the air with the raging wind and waves.

"The breeze and the moon, the two instruments of the universe, the heaven and the earth are infinite-"

The ultimate move, the trick that has never been used, is the declaration of Yun Qingfeng's love, but the object of the appeal is no longer in the world.

Between heaven and earth, the two qi of yin and yang were constantly absorbed, and the Qiankun formation was formed in an instant, and the powerful sword flow penetrated the barrier of death with moves that were enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The sword qi that was swaying, like the wind of the phaseless, the wind of galloping, and if the forest stopped suddenly, the movement was different, and Ye Lansheng suddenly fell into a bitter battle.

The sword of the breeze, the scythe of death, one good, one evil, this is the duel of fate, this is the duel of the most affectionate and sexual.

"Boom-"

As soon as the wind turned, an undercurrent had already knocked Ye Lansheng to the ground, Ye Lansheng hurriedly got up, and the scythe of the god of death rushed towards Yun Qingfeng again.

The god of death, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, the will to be immortal, is the incomparable jealousy and hatred of Yun Qingfeng, if there is no Yun Qingfeng, Ye Mingyue will not leave him.

"Bang Bang Bang

The swords intersected with each other, blooming with brilliant colors, and the explosions all around them made it look extremely chaotic.

"Ye Lansheng, if there are any other moves, I will convince you today!"

"Hahaha, what I can do, how can you Yun Qingfeng guess, I have a lot of moves, I'm afraid you won't be able to see enough...... Hahaha....."

Ye Lansheng laughed wildly again, exuding the breath of death of the god of death, wielding the scythe of the god of death, and unleashing an earth-shattering powerful blow, which was also a blow with all his strength.

"Destroy the six realms of the world, and the heavens and the earth will be destroyed—"

Destruction, all destruction, in the eyes of death, everything that is hated, everything that is not used to it, everything that cannot be obtained, everything that is not pleasing to the eye, should be destroyed.

The super strong burst out with a powerful move, and the scythe of the god of death once again launched a deadly attack on Yun Qingfeng with enough power to absorb all living beings in the world.

With all his might, it seems to devour everything in front of him.

, Yun Qingfeng Sword Ye Lansheng came more fiercely, the breeze slashed obliquely, slashing towards the loess under his feet, and the momentum of the anti-earthquake rushed into the nine clouds with his strength.

The left hand gathers strength, the right hand swings the sword, and the two different forces form a huge Tai Chi momentum.

Ye Lansheng was even more annoyed when he saw Yun Qingfeng's starting style, the power of yin and yang gathered in his left hand was Ye Mingyue's unique technique, his unique trick: "Yun Qingfeng, you, my little sister is mine, it is my Ye Lansheng's, you snatched it, well, now I have a reason to kill you, you give me a death........

The old man's move was adding to the madness of the god of death, Yun Qingfeng ignored it and continued to hold the sword merging move.

"The breeze rises, the moon shines, and the wind is flowing—"

The sword and palm are one, the unparalleled style, the trick of Pingji under the wind is better than Ye Mingyue, under the strong wind, the two qi of yin and yang are constantly compressed and transformed, forming a huge shock wave, like a meteor shower falling from the sky.

"Boom-"

Knock Knock Knock –

The aura of darkness had already been torn apart, the majesty of the god of death was indifferent, and there was a turbulent explosion around Ye Lansheng, in front of the Heavenly Dao Extreme Style, the unyielding god of death finally came to an end, and Ye Lansheng was even more spitting blood, and it seemed that he had been greatly injured.

On the other side, Qian Buzhao, who had been watching the battle, was dumbfounded, and there were words in his mouth: "No, the boss lost, this ......."

On the battlefield, Yun Qingfeng slowly fell from the air, stood on the ground steadily, and while walking towards Ye Lansheng, he issued a warning declaration: "The so-called thing is only three, Ye Lansheng, now there are no three rude!"

"Poof—"

Ye Lansheng sprayed another mouthful of blood, insisted on standing up from the ground, and covered his shoulders and laughed wildly: "Hahaha...... What, are you going to kill me?"

Yun Qingfeng had already walked in front of Ye Lansheng, and raised the Qingfeng Sword with anger on his face: "Conspire with Chi You, calculate your own siblings, your sins are heinous, and your sins deserve death!"

Originally, Yun Qingfeng wanted to stab Ye Lansheng with a sword, but the unexpected dramatic side appeared in front of Yun Qingfeng, which made Yun Qingfeng unexpected.

"Ah, you're going to kill me, you're really going to kill me, don't kill me......."

Ye Lansheng suddenly knelt on the ground, step by step, kneeling like this to Yun Qingfeng's feet.

(End of chapter)