"Not easy!"

......

Su Ru has been married into Dazhufeng since she married into Dazhufeng, and for a hundred years, she has a deep love with Tian Buyi, advancing and retreating together, and being one husband and wife, and now seeing that the person next to the pillow is in danger, Mo Xue, the Nine Heavens Divine Soldier who was unsealed not long ago, suddenly shone brightly, shook a move, held a sword trick, and a fierce sword slashed out, and a demon sect elder who was fighting with her was careless for a while, screamed miserably, and one arm flew out horizontally.

Immediately, Su Ru controlled the Moxue Divine Sword, and it was like thunder, flying towards the figure that was crumbling and supporting itself.

It's a pity that it's so far away that it's too late for everything......

The Poison God and the Yuyangzi Demon Sect couldn't help but smile brightly.

Tian Buyi's ability is extraordinary, he is famous in the righteous path, and he is the first master on the face of Qingyunmen since the death of Daoxuan, his death is of great significance, everyone seems to have seen that soon after, Qingyun was defeated and collapsed, the three giant factions of the righteous path withered, and the situation of the demon sect commanding the world, and couldn't help but smile again, and smiled.

"Alas!"

A sigh sounded clearly in everyone's ears, as if it came from outside the sky, and as if it was around us, ethereal and unknown, and it came from nowhere.

Many masters of the two realms of righteousness and demons who were fighting fiercely were shocked and inexplicably frightened.

In the twilight night sky, the sky with blood and qi fluttering, a blue light came from far and near, flying slowly and not fast, but it blinked to the eyes, with an awe-inspiring and inviolable righteousness, and indomitable courage.

Since the sigh sounded, the ghost king's heart sank, and he suddenly felt bad, he had a long night and many dreams, Fu Longding spun rapidly, and the speed increased by a few points, as fast as lightning, and went towards Tian Buyi to suppress.

Seeing that he was about to die, he died on the spot, and he was bleeding in the air.

Some people can't help it, they can't bear to look at it directly, don't look over, Qingyun and the others are even more stunned, but they can only look at the ocean and sigh, unable to do anything.

"Aang!"

There was another dragon roar, and the blue light swept the sky, and the speed was also a few points faster.

"Dang!"

In the loud sound of the gold and iron clashing, the aftermath of the circle of energy spread in all directions, and the surrounding disciples and elders were shocked to vomit blood and fly upside down, and some people with poor strength were even more severely injured and fell to the ground, and they had no strength to fight.

The ghost king recalled Fu Longding, glanced at Tian Buyi, sighed faintly, and turned his gaze to the direction of the blue light.

Yuyangzi saw that the good time was destroyed by Cheng Biting Jin, who was killed halfway, and he was furious, looked at the direction of the return of the blue light, and opened his mouth to scold: "The person who hides his head and tail, dares to harm the good things of my Holy Sect, since he is here, why not show up and see it, it is not because he is afraid." ”

The blue light was faint, as if in response to something, before Yu Yangzi's words fell, the blue light that stayed in the air suddenly flashed, and a long sword that reached the sky suddenly appeared, killing Yu Yangzi head-on.

In the dark night, this long sword seemed to have become the only bright color between heaven and earth, dazzling and brilliant, attracting the attention of countless people in the field.

"Look for death!"

Yuyangzi was furious, feeling that the person who came was too ignorant, and it was his great luck that he didn't take the initiative to provoke, and he even dared to pluck the hair on the tiger, which was simply bold and unforgivable.

Having said that, Yuyangzi can become the master of a sect, although he is a little arrogant, but he also has good eyesight, and when he sees this sword menacing, he does not dare to underestimate the enemy carelessly. With a flip of the palm, the treasure "Yin-Yang Mirror" that had been inherited for thousands of years in the Immortal Hall appeared, and with the introduction of the magic formula, it was thrown into the air by Yuyangzi.

The yin-yang mirror is unpredictable, levitating, flickering white and black, dripping and rotating in the air, radiating countless black and white lights, constantly colliding with the sword that passes through the sky, consuming its power, but it is the idea of killing elephants with ants.

It's just that the person who came to cultivate is profound, and when this sword is close to the front, the black and white Xuanguang is worn out, but the power is not reduced in the slightest, and he slashes at Yuyangzi.

Looking at the sword in the sky, Yu Yangzi was also ruthless, biting his lips fiercely, biting his tongue, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the yin-yang mirror, the yin-yang mirror was nourished by the essence and blood, Huo Ran made a masterpiece of black and white Xuanguang, and a huge pillar of black and white light suddenly shot out.

The pillar of light and the long sword collided majestically, and the huge momentum caused everyone to force back one after another.

"Ahh

A miserable cry echoed between heaven and earth, and Yuyangzi was cut off his left arm by a sword, and his stump flew sideways, and blood splattered three feet.

And with the fiasco of Yuyangzi, the Tongtian giant sword shrank sharply and turned into a three-foot long sword, with a clear blue light, revealing its true face.

The sword body has the shape of a dragon, the blade is clear as autumn water, the rui gas is steaming, green as water, and the light is shining.

"Dragon Slashing Sword!"

Cang Song exclaimed, his face full of shock and shock.

This divine sword was originally held by that person, and was the most respected and loved person in Cangsong, and after his death, this sword was sealed by Cangsong on the dragon's head peak, and he didn't want to appear here at this moment.

Everyone cultivated to a high level, deaf and clear, as soon as the words of Cangsong Daoren came out, Huo Di was shocked, and many people who had experienced the events of the year also recognized this divine sword, and the scene was silent for a while, except for Yu Yangzi, who was holding his broken arm and wailing, he was silent.

The Dragon Slaying Sword is famous, and this Nine Heavens Divine Soldier shined a hundred years ago, overpowering the world in the two ways of righteousness and demons, leaving an unforgettable impression in the hearts of everyone.

Especially for the people of the Demon Sect, this sword is the creation and testimony of their century-old shame, and its and that person's prestige are built on the white bones of the Holy Sect, which makes the Demon Sect grit their teeth with hatred.

The black veil gently covered her face, and the mysterious woman, the Ghost King Sect's last generation Vermilion Bird Holy Envoy Youhime recognized it at a glance at the moment when the Dragon Slaying Sword appeared.

Time goes back, as if going back to a hundred years ago, in that wild temple, in front of the seat of Our Lady of the Ming King.

In memory...

That person, dressed in white like snow, handsome and chic, full of pride.

That person, a genius, amazing, and wise.

That person was full of spirit, and he killed the Holy Sect with a dragon-slaying sword.

That person, who once covered her veil and praised her personally, is a peerless beauty and a peerless city.

That person, a hundred years ago, was engraved in her heart, with a smile, every move, joy and anger.

That person, she struggled between love and hate, and dreamed back at midnight, like a desolate night.

......

In a trance, she seemed to see the man walking slowly again.

It's just that the young face has been washed away by time and has become no longer handsome, wrinkles have crept up the corners of the forehead, pale hair, and a pair of starry eyes are full of the vicissitudes of seeing through the world.

It's just that his posture is still as tall as a pine, he is still dressed in white and snowy, he is still high-spirited, and his bearing has not diminished back then.

Slowly getting closer, closer again...

"Senior Brother Wan!"

An exclamation of surprise woke Yuhime from her contemplation, and she looked straight at the familiar figure with her eyes shivering, and a tear slipped silently from the corner of her eye.

Only then did I realize that all this was not an illusion.

When I woke up, the others were still there.