"Huh!"

It's too late, it's too fast.

The killing order fell, the shadow came out, the eight sword groans bloomed, and in an instant, no one was talking nonsense. Lu Suifeng, Chen Suixin, and the other seven-star deans drew their swords at the same time to set up a formation! Li Qingfeng swept the dusty sword out of its sheath first, and with a stump of his hind feet, he turned into an afterimage and rushed out. Xia Yuan didn't move, but his face sank slightly, and he pulled three points behind his fists, secretly blooming a faint red glow.

Urgent...

In the face of this sudden killing move, whether it was Zhou Yuanshan, who bore the brunt of the attack, Xia Yuan and several Seven Star Academy deans were all a little caught off guard. Even if they are a little far away, they will not have time to rescue each other, and the enemy's speed is too fast, even if they make a temporary move, they will not be able to catch up with the enemy's attack. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Xia Yuan did not choose to make a move. After all, the twelve people who gave the killing order were very unusual, and their cultivation was profound, not to mention, their assassination skills alone were transcendent and holy, enough to be included in the first-class level of the human world. The top killers, if they are not completely sure, they will never shoot to kill them, since they have shot, they will inevitably take the head of the enemy!

And that's exactly what happened...

The attack is weak, there is no way to retreat, and the twelve shadows strike first.

At the last moment, Zhou Yuanshan seemed to realize that he couldn't hide this time. The enemy copied ten breads, and there was no room for him to break through and dodge, Xia Yuan, Lu Suifeng and the others were far away, and even if they made a move at this moment, it would be too late. At this moment, Zhou Yuanshan is like a lamb surrounded by wolves, and the only thing he can do seems to be to wait for death. In other words, the only way to resist is to resist the enemy's joint killing move! Even if he can't bear it, then at least he has to survive a small life under this mortal killing move, in exchange for a helping hand for the eight seven-star deans closest to him...

There was only a moment of thought, and after an instant, Zhou Yuanshan made a decision. Without hesitation, he quickly raised the Dust Hidden Sword, stretched out two fingers with his left hand and slashed fiercely at the blade!

"Sit and forget yourself!"

"Spit out the old and embrace the new!"

"Buzz!"

The bloodthirsty silver sword "buzzed" and trembled, and a deep Dao breath went berserk in vain!

In an instant, the sword aura overflowed, the silver light burst out, and the violent Dao Tranquility Flat Zone gave up a small whirlwind of several zhang, and the silver-white air flow swirled around Zhou Yuanshan's whole body like thousands of swimming dragons, and from a distance, it looked like a real moon falling into the mortal world, the light was dazzling, dazzling and bright!

It's too late, it's fast, don't read the nonsense, but this moment is really short, but there are really a lot of things that happen in this moment. At this moment, for Zhou Yuanshan's move, although the banquet guests had no time to speak, their facial expressions were extremely rich. Confused, surprised, puzzled and worried, the faces of people are all the same...

Those who are confused are those young children who are still young. Their cultivation is on the low side, and both sides of the battle are powerful existences in the human world, and the speed is so fast that people who are not in the same realm as the king cannot find their traces at all. Therefore, as long as the cultivation is weak, it means that you can't see or even feel the changes on the field at all, and it is impossible to know what is going on in the field.

Surprised, accounting for the vast majority of people, they are all heroes who have touched the threshold of the king realm. Although they had only seen the vague approximation of this moment, and the battle between the fields had not yet been in direct contact, the dozens of terrifying auras hidden between the battlefields had already made them deeply feel an inexplicable fear. Therefore, it also made these people have a deeper concern about the prince who drank the twelve king killers as soon as he drank it.

And in the end, what was puzzled and worried was the rare one hundred and ten King Realm powers here and the more than ten old Taoists who were on the deck of the big ship. As the same king, they could see this moment more clearly than anyone else. It's just that the former One Hundred and Ten Kings didn't know Zhou Yuanshan, so he was deeply puzzled by Zhou Yuanshan's decision to hold on before the landslide. Moreover, the latter veteran Taoists and Zhou Yuanshan are in the same vein of pure yang sword-wielding, so there is no need to say much about each other's understanding. But it is precisely because of this understanding that they know very well what kind of gamble Zhou Yuanshan is making at this moment...

Immortal Xing has pure yang, pure yang is divided into two veins, the external martial arts and the sword, and the internal martial arts Wen and gossip. The two veins are cultivated, and the exercises are different, except for the two life-saving exercises, which can be cultivated together. A "sitting and forgetting selflessness" uses a sword vaporization shield as a shell, and a "spitting out the old and accepting the new" uses the fossil of the flesh as the armor, and the two exercises, one outside and one inside, are both life-saving and unique learning of the Pure Yang Palace Teaching. If the two veins are superimposed at the same time, it will be like a turtle that is afraid of death and retracts itself into its shell, with sword qi as a shield on the outside and flesh armor on the inside, making it impossible to attack. Playing in the same realm, if the enemy wants to break this layer of turtle shell, it is impossible not to waste time for a while. Therefore, as far as Zhou Yuanshan is concerned at this moment, it is impossible to attack and retreat, so it is only right to choose to abandon and stubbornly defend, and use these two life-saving techniques with all his might to delay time, and wait for the support of several seven-star deans nearby.

It's just that if you look at it from another angle, in fact, Zhou Yuanshan's choice is also the most stupid...

Because, at this time, there was not just one of the same people in the same realm against the enemy, but a full twelve! No matter how powerful your Dao Ancestor Pure Yang's peerless knowledge is, how could he be able to block the combined blow of the twelve top killers in the King Realm?

No way!

The wind blows, crisp and neat...

Zhou Yuanshan made a sacrifice, and the surrounding banquet guests were shocked. In the next moment, twelve deadly black scythes had also arrived. Twelve black sickles brought up twelve black mangs like smoke, and a knife turned into a thousand slashes, like a rainstorm attack, and fell towards Zhou Yuanshan for a while!

"Click!!"

"Kick!"

“......”

In an instant, the knife rises and falls, and the knife kills!

The sound of breaking wind, the sound of cutting, the sound of blowing, the sound of a loud sound!

Streamer remnants, broken shadows, sword shadows, shadow shadows!

Just as the few pure yang veterans on the bow of the ship were worried, this was simply a fight without suspense. The twelve black sickles are like twelve hungry and crazy black wolves, and Zhou Yuanshan and the sword qi shield he sacrificed are the poor lamb that fell into the wolves, being frantically bitten and tyrannical, and he has no power to resist except to hold on.

"Tsk..."

A sword rose and fell, a sword qi dissipated, a flash of lightning flickered, and a layer of qi shield shattered. Twelve black sickles turned into a thousand slashes, and a thousand slashes were just one slash, and the time for one slash was only the blink of an eye. In the eyes of outsiders, in the blink of an eye, the bright moon that had just fallen into the mortal world was swallowed up by a flash of black light and electric light, and completely disappeared.

It's as if it never existed.

No suspense...

Zhou Yuanshan's life-saving technique was sacrificed with all his might, and he didn't even hold it in the blink of an eye.

"Chirp..."

"Poof!"

In the blink of an eye, with eleven piercing sounds and an iron blow, the battle was over without suspense. The passage of time also seems to have become dull at this moment.

Looking at the killing field from afar, twelve almost identical black shadows surrounded Zhou Yuanshan, and their movements of leaning forward and stretching their right hands forward could easily make uninformed people mistakenly think that they were supporting Zhou Yuanshan. It's just that there will definitely be no such person tonight, because everyone who can see this moment clearly knows that those twelve outstretched right hands all hold a life-urging sickle! Each sickle has been opened and stained with blood, and it is inserted into Zhou Yuanshan's body, and it can kill you just by closing the knife in the next moment!

However, there is no suspense, and there will always be some suspense in many cases.

"Blocked. ”

The blink of an eye is so short that no one can put together a description in such a short time, but a thought can flash through it in the blink of an eye.

This moment...

A few old people at the bow of the boat, a few old people watching from a few places in the field, and Xia Yuan nearby, their expressions all changed slightly, with a little surprise and a slight appreciation. Maybe it's because they've seen a lot of things that others can't. For example, now, the twelve pitch-black scythes hidden in the twelve black shadows.

Twelve sickles, eleven of which pierced Zhou Yuanshan's waist and abdomen, back, thighs and other eleven key joints, each of which was seriously injured, heavy enough to make him unable to fight anymore, and even the rest of his life could only be paralyzed in bed, but none of these eleven penetrating wounds were enough to be fatal. And the fatal one is the remaining black sickle, that is, the scythe held by the man in black who shot first, and his blade attack is Zhou Yuanshan's heart, and the suspense without suspense is here. At this moment, this deadly black sickle was blocked by the dusty silver dragon from Zhou Yuanshan's flesh and blood!

Just a moment ago...

With one slash, twelve black scythes break the shield and kill you!

Zhou Yuanshan almost gave up all defenses, gritted his teeth, and moved the dusty sword that was originally standing on his chest to the right with a slight side of his wrist, and placed it four inches close to his chest. It was precisely because of the four-inch position he moved to the right that he just blocked the deadliest knife, because this position was where the man in black finally fell and died!

He carried it!

"Admire..."

The man in black didn't seem to be surprised that Zhou Yuanshan could block his knife, because there was not much heterochromia in his eyes, even if the word "admiration" was quite plain.

“......”

Maybe it was the extreme pain caused by the piercing of the wound, or maybe it was too weak to move, Zhou Yuanshan didn't reply, his cheeks tightened like a stone sculpture and he didn't move, letting the blood flow wildly down the eleven terrible wounds. At this time, Li Qingfeng, Lu Suifeng and the others who swept from a distance were also closer, and the Seven Star Holy Sword bloomed with colorful streamers, and the monstrous killing intent they came from the wind almost chilled the air here.

"Blink..."

The man in black looked sideways slightly.

In the blink of an eye, he didn't hesitate anymore, and then decisively put the black sickle in his hand and shouted: "Pure world breaks the demon, and the dark dust is dispersed!"

"Chirp!!"

"Bastard!"

"Stop!"

"Ahh

"Sprinkle..."

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