"You traitor, despicable villain, do you think we will do it to our own people for the sake of life, daydreaming. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" A disciple of the Jianxi Sect stood up and said indignantly, he had experienced so much with Zhong Xiaoxiao and everyone, and still did not forget the scene when Tang Yu heard that Zhong Xiaoxiao was wronged, and was the first to say "Let's go to fight", he hated Zhong Xiaoxiao's betrayal, and also hated his own incompetence.

After the disciples of the Jianxi Sect finished speaking, the hesitation of the people of the alliance decreased a lot, and they regained their firmness, maybe killing Tang Yu could save their lives, but what was lost was human nature.

Zhong Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, not angry.

Miao Wan'er also smiled slightly, with a sense of sarcasm, she didn't know how much she had heard this kind of high-sounding words, and she didn't feel new anymore.

I saw Miao Wan'er's red lips open lightly, and spit out a few words: "I will send you righteousness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Creek Sect disciple's eyes rolled and bulged violently, his face was hideous and terrifying, his limbs spasmed and twitched, countless bright red blood vessels were staggered and abrupt like Qiu Ke, and the black blood filled with black blood flowed rapidly at a terrifying speed visible to the naked eye, like a crawling red beetle, as if it was about to burst open at the slightest touch.

I only heard a soft "poof" sound, like a boiled dough being gently punctured.

The blood vessels in that Jianxi disciple's body burst at the same time, and blood gushed out from every part of his body, especially the Seven Apertures, which formed a column of blood like a fountain. The blood is accompanied by a black foreign substance, and the viscosity is accompanied by a fishy smell.

Until death, such a cruel death, that Jianxi Sect disciple did not struggle, those godless eyes did not have a trace of brilliance, but he could feel the joy of death liberation, for him, death is better than life is better than death.

The people of the alliance were silent as they witnessed the death of this disciple from struggle, to powerlessness, and finally liberation, and terror filled their minds, and this feeling was not much less than suffering this kind of pain themselves.

"You have a quarter of an hour!" Zhong Xiaoxiao spat out softly.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and then subconsciously bow your head. Unlike the previous righteousness, they hesitated.

Lin Yu's heart sank to the bottom, and it was such a terrifying thing to feel silence.

Tang Yu was still calm, and then drew her sword expressionlessly, which represented her determination, and seemed to have expected the result.

When everyone chooses to be silent, it seems to represent their choice, but this is an inhumane choice, and no one dares to be the first to admit it.

The calm was broken by a sword ray, until the blue sword light broke through the crowd and came to Tang Yu's face.

That person is also from the Sword Creek Sect!

No one noticed that Tang Yu's wrist holding the sword trembled, and in the face of the incoming sword, she turned her head and stared at the ground, as if she didn't want to look. Then the sword in her hand was lightly raised, and a diagonal line was cut through the air.

The snowy blade of the sword, breaking through the air, separating the other sword, and then all the obstacles in front of it, blood splattered in all directions.

From the abdomen to the forehead of that Sword Creek Sect disciple, a straight line of blood appeared, and the sword in his hand, an intermediate spirit treasure, turned into two in an instant, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground, paying with his life for his choice.

Killing one person with one sword did not make everyone sober or awe-inspired, because Tang Yu collapsed to the ground almost at the same time, his face was as pale as paper, and the sword in his hand became her only support.

After about three breaths, the people of the alliance sacrificed the magic weapon and rushed over together, without pause, only the desire for life, and the amazing momentum that erupted.

"Isn't it very angry, the taste of betrayal and powerlessness is very good!" Zhong Xiaoxiao's voice sounded behind Tang Yu, eerie and terrifying.

Tang Yu finally disappeared from Zhong Xiaoxiao's last bit of luck, it wasn't that he had changed, it was difficult to change the nature of people, it could only be said that he had covered it up too well before, and this person's dormant ability was terrifying.

"Why should I be angry, angry at my own incompetence, like them?"

Tang Yu's voice was indifferent, even in the face of the attacking crowd, even if she couldn't stand up and was about to fall in the next moment, her eyes were never dim, as if she was living with a god, and the inexplicable light made people dare not look directly.

Countless magic weapons, many lights, filled the sky, like a big array, shrouded in front of Tang Yu, everyone did not give Tang Yu a chance, as soon as he made a move, he tried his best, it seemed that if he was slow, his conscience would be tortured.

Tang Yu was still stubbornly staring at the attack in front of him, not afraid of the slightest.

Seeing that many magic weapons were about to fall, a hundred spirit swords rose in front of her, forming a sword array that filled the sky.

In front of Tang Yu was a frail young man, under the magic weapon in the sky, his figure was so small, it seemed that he was about to be submerged.

The young man's eyes were full of exhaustion, but he was as persistent as Tang Yu.

If he was in his heyday, these attacks would have been nothing more than a crumbling dog to him, but the tiger fell into Pingyang, and he could only try his best to survive.

The Hundred Spirit Sword needed a lot of spiritual power to support, but Lin Yu was not able to catch it at this time, the moment the magic weapons collided, the blood had already gushed to his throat, and he felt that the spiritual energy in the sea of consciousness was almost boiling, and his body seemed to be unable to support the strong pressure, and he was about to collapse.

Unprecedented tiredness came to my heart, and it seemed that my eyelids weighed thousands of pounds, and it was very difficult to open my eyes. Even if Bigu has been sleepless for more than half a month, he has never felt so tired, this has reached his limit, and further forward is a hell from which he will never recover.

He suddenly looked back, and it was a pale, choked and sobbing pretty face, still so delicate and lovely, which made people feel pity.

She said, "I believe in you!"

He said, "Wait until I'll come back!"

This is a promise, and it is also a mutual trust of life, and now that he is back as promised, how to let her be hurt a little.

A gentle smile appeared on the boy's face, and he had already made up his mind, and he bit the tip of his tongue in an effort to clear himself.

Tang Yu read Lin Yu's thoughts, shook her head vigorously, choked up and wanted to make a sound, whether she practiced or faced death, she had never been confused, but she felt that she was lost, and she sat on the ground weakly, aggrieved like a child.

What Lin Yu wants to do is very simple, detonate all the spiritual power in the sea of knowledge, he wants to abolish his cultivation in exchange for more power.

The Sword Creek faction has a trick called the Burning Sword, the Sword of Jade Burning!

It is perfect to detonate the sea of knowledge and perform this trick.

There was an extra sword in front of Lin Yu, one as high as him, the sword body was red, scorching like flames, this was the largest sword he could gather.

He no longer had any natal spirit sword, because his sea of consciousness had collapsed, and all his cultivation had turned into the sword in front of him.

The boy held a reddish sword, and he could smell the burning of his cortex, and his face did not change.

He became a mortal, it is a bit inaccurate to say that, he has always been a mortal, but from a mortal with cultivation, to an ordinary person with no power.

However, it didn't affect him to wield this sword, it was the result of all the results of his three years of cultivation.

Lin Yu raised the burning sword above his head, and then slashed it down suddenly.

Burning the sword and breaking the water, the two moves are combined into one, one move is the swordsmanship he learned in the first move, and the other move represents the end, so, very good!

The burning sword cuts through the water, the magic weapon fills the sky, the earth collapses, the explosion burns everything, and the sky is only the sound of roaring!