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www.xSHUOTXT.Com couldn't attack for a long time, Zhuge Drunken Mountain's movements began to slow down, and the blood-red brilliance on his body seemed to have dimmed a lot. And Dongfang Shuyun is still not in a hurry, in comparison, the gray and yellow sè on the sword seems to be much brighter.

Not long after, Zhuge Drunken Mountain jumped backwards a foot away, he leaned on the blood sword and stared at Dongfang Shuyun with blood-red eyes, and there seemed to be a faint sè in the strong blood light.

After a while, Zhuge Zuishan reversed the sword handle and slashed his left wrist. Blood poured out, flowing into the skeleton's mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In less than a moment, Zhuge Zuishan raised his bloody sword, opened his mouth and broke his drink, and the sound shook the four fields.

Immediately after, he flew into the air with a bow and a flick of his feet, and the bloody sword slashed towards Dongfang Shuyun with a dull humming sound. The blood-red sword surged out of blood, stirring even the air around it.

Dongfang Shuyun retreated again and again, and at this time he had retreated to the cliff on the left side of the altar.

Behind him was a hundred-zhang high cliff, where there was still plenty of room to hide, and he had no choice but to reluctantly raise the worn-out long sword to resist the enemy.

The blood sè long sword surged like an unstoppable surge, and the brilliance of the "scorching sun" almost completely submerged the gray and yellow broken sword, and the two of them were full of brilliance, where was there still the slightest brilliance of the broken sword.

Dongfang Shuyun saw the gorgeous sword shadow under the hood, and in horror, he suddenly raised his worn-out long sword and stabbed a sword at the gorgeous and abnormal "hot sun".

A faint gray-yellow glow flew out of his sword and hit the sun. However, the attack of the dilapidated longsword this time was also as useless as if it were dripping into the sea.

At this time, Dongfang Shuyun's face was like ashes, there was no way to retreat from the cliff behind him, and the opponent's offensive was so strong that he had no way to retreat from the enemy. On the line between life and death, he still handed a sword forward, and then closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

Zhuge Drunken Mountain, which had jumped into the air, was suddenly pulled to the ground by a powerful suction. Only a "bang" sound was heard, and Zhuge Drunken Mountain fell heavily on the ground half a zhang in front of the cliff, and the dust was hazy.

As soon as the blood light dimmed, after a "bang" sound, the bloody sword also pierced deep into the rock formations on the ground.

Dongfang Shuyun, who was full of frustration, suddenly heard the muffled sound of the object falling to the ground, and opened his eyes in disbelief. I saw that two steps in front of him, Zhuge Drunken Mountain was lying on the ground, his whole body flashing with a dim blood light, and the blood sword in his hand was two feet deep into the ground.

For master duels, the slightest mistake is often an irreparable ending, often a fatal tragedy, no master will put himself in such a disadvantageous situation, this kind of low-level mistake is unforgivable.

The people of several factions looked at each other, not knowing what was going on. Anything can happen until the end, and it's hard to predict how things can change.

Dongfang Shuyun, who escaped death, would give up such a great opportunity, he raised his sword upside down and bent his feet to jump high. However, he straightened and bent his legs several times, and his body always stood in place, which seemed to others to be a strange phenomenon that was only seen in his life.

"Flutter!" a delicate chuckle came, and a young woman in a pale green dress in the valley camp hid her face and smiled.

The next moment, the young woman intuitively felt a strange look coming from not far from her side, and suddenly realized her gaffe, she shrugged her shoulders apologetically, suppressing her smile from the bottom of her heart.

"Su Xin, you're really interested!" Dongfang Wenzhou looked at the woman in the green dress with straight eyes, and said with a cold face.

"Dongfang family master, the little woman has lost her temper, I'm really embarrassed!" said softly in the green skirt apologetically, looking a little jealous of Dongfang Wenzhou.

Looking at the apologetic appearance of the woman in the green dress, Dongfang Wenzhou was not easy to attack, but was secretly depressed.

At this point, he was not in the mood to ignore the young woman's rudeness, he turned his head to look at Dongfang Shuyun in confusion, and frowned worriedly.

Dongfang Shuyun was also depressed, and he couldn't jump up after several jumps. As soon as his feet were slightly off the ground at the same time, a powerful force pulled him towards the ground, and his feet ached even more because of it.

Horrified, he gave up on this seemingly funny action. He hurriedly clenched his broken sword, took a stride forward, and stabbed forward like thunder.

However, there was still not the slightest sound of breaking the sky on the sword body, and the gray and yellow light on the sword had become even more dim at the moment when Dongfang Shuyun gave up resistance. The rust on the blade of the sword was clearly visible, and the cracks revealed a desolate meaning.

Zhuge Zuishan seemed to have lost consciousness, and in the face of Dongfang Shuyun's merciless blow, he still lay unreacted in the cold rocky ground, allowing him to be slaughtered.

"Hiss!" A cracking sound came, and the worn-out long sword pierced through Zhuge Zuishan's back, and blood gushed out and sprinkled all over the ground.

Dongfang Shuyun quickly retreated in the direction of the altar after stabbing Zhuge Zuishan with a sword, for fear that the Dongwu League would be angry and fight back. The highest martial arts here are the Seven Scattered Immortals, and in his opinion, only they can guarantee their safety at this time.

However, when Dongfang Shuyun ran to the altar and stood still, no one took advantage of the situation to pursue, and he let out a long breath to calm down the tension a little.

However, when he swept his gaze towards Zhuge Drunken Mountain again, a terrifying and inexplicable sense of fear rushed straight to his mind. Zhuge Drunken Mountain, who had just fallen to the ground, had already stood up at some point, and the fallen bloody sword was also returned to his hand.

The blood sword glowed, and a blood-red glow shrouded the space around the sword body, and the momentum seemed to be more than doubled.

Zhuge Drunken Mountain itself was even more shocking, the blood-red hole on his chest was unusually bright, the blood flowed down the arm shrouded in the glow, and several skulls on the blood-red long sword were even more vividly swallowing the red blood.

In the blink of an eye, the blood light was released, and the blood sè light completely submerged Zhuge Drunken Mountain. Above the light, three blood-red skulls flickered, strangely one by one, as if possessed by evil ghosts, which made people creepy.

Dongfang Shuyun's surprise was not trivial, and he took a few steps back to the altar again, only one step away from stepping into the range of the twelve altar pillars.

Dongfang Shuyun stood still, not daring to take another step back. I had seen the people of the valley busy arranging them before, and thought that the traps around them must be very dangerous, and if I accidentally strayed into them, I would lift a stone and hit myself in the foot.

Celestial Ion couldn't help frowning, the bloody aura of the Traceless Sword was so thick that he didn't expect it. Originally, I thought that with the power of the Xuanming Ancient Sword, I could restrain the demon's dancing Traceless Sword, but I didn't expect to be controlled by it. If it weren't for the strange power contained in the cliffs around the altar that saved Dongfang Shuyun's life, I'm afraid that my old face would really not be able to lift it out.

In the face of such a terrifying blood qi in Zhuge Drunken Mountain, Tianion felt that he could no longer ignore it. He glanced around, felt ready, and walked forward.

Tianion's face was still lifeless, the trouble of the poison had not diminished in the slightest, and the appearance of walking was a little unsteady, which was completely different from the previous steady old age.

The beautiful woman in the white dress followed closely behind, and she wanted to support the swaying celestial ions worriedly, but she couldn't do so, so she could only stand behind them with vigilance.

Although Mei Lingxuan still brushes the seven-stringed guqin in her hand, she seems to be unaware of things in the outside world, but her spiritual sense is always locked on every move on the field with the sound of the piano.

Although Tian Ion knew that his body was unwell, at this moment he thought that he had to bear this qiē, and the few brothers beside him should not use force anymore.

It is bound to be very dangerous to fight with others when the vitality of the people is greatly damaged. And the Qingfeng Lay is still unconscious, and it is unknown whether he will even survive this catastrophe. The painstaking situation is not much better than the plasma itself. And Mei Lingxuan can't slack off a little, her piano sound is a good medicine to counterbalance the consciousness of several people's poisonous invasion.

After thinking about it for a while, he resolutely decided to take it alone, and even if it was over, he had no regrets in this life. In his opinion, it is enough to have a confidant in life, not to mention that there are already six good brothers who share life and death by his side, what else can he ask for.