Mu Yurou: "......"

Accra's words were as magnetic as a magic sound, causing ripples in the deepest part of Mu Yurou's heart.

If Accra dared to talk to Mu Yurou like this before, Mu Yurou would definitely want to smoke a layer of skin in Accra, but I don't know why, Accra yelled at her, not only did she not get angry, but she had an unknown feeling throbbing.

While Accra was talking, the golden warrior had already come to a place only ten meters away from Accra, he stopped, the golden giant sword was raised high, the momentum exploded, the golden light was dazzling and abnormal, his face was expressionless, his face under the helmet was as cold as ice in the cellar, and with a wave of the long sword, it had already slashed towards Accra.

Will Accra be able to withstand this attack?

No, to be precise, Accra's current state, even with a shield on its body, can it withstand the blow of the golden warrior?

It is a miracle that Accra has been able to persist until now, he is now a ninth-level cultivator in the True Spirit Realm, and his body has undergone three marrow cleansing before and after, the first time is to take the Turtle Marrow Pill, the second time is to take the Ink Lotus Black Water, and the third time is to take the tears of the one-eyed blue pupil lion, after these three times of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, his bones have become several times harder than ordinary people, and the meridians are even tougher I don't know how much.

But now, his strength is exhausted, his body has countless wounds, his robe is also stained red with blood, and his internal organs are also seriously damaged.

Looking at the giant sword that had been chopped, the corners of Accra's mouth burst into a wry smile, but his eyes were extremely resolute, he held the shield against his chest and let the long sword slash at him.

"Bump--boom--"

The moment the long sword and the shield in Accra's hand came into contact, Accra burst out a mouthful of black blood, and his body and shield fell backwards like a wild horse, his feet stomped on the ground fiercely, dragging two deep ravines on the hard rock, the ravines were shocking, the rock debris on the ground was mixed with blood, exuding a strong fishy smell, and the gravel flew sideways in all directions under this strong force.

In the end, Accra's body stopped one meter in front of Mu Yurou's body, and the gravel fell from the sky, mercilessly smashing on Accra's body, making the already completely injured uncontrollable again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again mixed with the debris of the five internal organs.

Accra's eyes were pale, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit him, and if it weren't for his stubborn obsession, he might have fainted by now. But he didn't, his teeth rattled from his teeth, and the stinging pain of the tip of his tongue being bitten came, giving him a little more clarity.

At this time, he was prostrate on the ground, his left hand had been dislocated, his legs had been broken when he had sunk into the rock, and his left rib was completely dented, which was extremely hideous.

Tears filled Mu Yurou's eyes, and they were about to burst out for a moment, she felt this way for the first time in her life, and for the first time she knew that she had tears, and tears were warm, not cold.

She raised her fingers that could only be used, and subconsciously wanted to pull Accra, but the short distance of one meter, for her who was now weak, was as impassable as a moat separated by thousands of miles.

"Dao Yun...... Daoyun!" Mu Yurou said with tears in her eyes.

But Accra didn't answer her, because Accra's head was buried deep in the ground, motionless except for breathing.

And the golden warrior is like a god of death, approaching Accra step by step, and every step is like the scythe of death cutting Mu Yurou's heart.

She was not afraid of death, but it was only now, looking at Accra who was lying in a pool of blood, that she understood why Accra was so desperate, so abusive to herself, and under her crazy obsession, even if her body was full of holes, she still refused to give up.

That's because Accra is using his life for hope that she can live.

Her heart began to be afraid, a fear that she had never felt before slowly overflowed from the deepest part of her soul.

Crystal tears fell silently, and she burst into tears. In front of this man who was several times weaker than herself, her tears were like beads with broken threads, leaving uncontrollably. A heartache more unbearable than ten thousand arrows piercing her heart swept through the deepest part of her heart.

And at this moment, the gravel that was pressing Accra moved, and he slowly got up from lying in a pool of blood. His legs had been broken, his left hand had been broken, he used his right hand that could only move to get up, knelt on the ground, endured the numb pain, the blood in his eyes overflowed, and his eyes instantly dyed blood-red, and at this moment, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar.

And as the sound of the explosion sounded, Acra's eyes, nose, ears, and mouth all spurted out a bloody sword, and at this moment, Accra's already depleted body flashed with incomparably dazzling vitality.

With a low burst of applause from Accra, his body suddenly soared into the sky, and he was covered in blood as if a demon god had descended, his momentum was like a spark bursting in the night, emitting a dazzling light.

"Wan ...... Elephant...... Chop...... Luo!"

With a shield in his right hand, Accra let out another shout in the air.

That's right, at the last moment when his life was about to dry up, Accra once again squeezed and burned Shou Yuan, and with the cultivation of the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm, he opened the Yuan Xuan Technique derived from the Green Dragon Jade Classic: Vientiane Slashing Luo.

Noxus once said that if you want to cultivate Vientiane Slash, Accra's Yuan Xuan Power must reach the peak of the True Spirit Realm to be possible, if you don't cultivate recklessly and use it forcibly, Accra's body will definitely not be able to support it, and she may explode and die at any time.

In the previous short rest of one hundred and twenty breaths, Accra entered a subtle state, and in this subtle state, Accra instantly comprehended the true meaning of Vientiane Slay.

There are a total of nine forms of Vientiane Chora, each of which has many variations, which can be described as endless, endless, and Accra has comprehended the first form of Vientiane Chola in one hundred and twenty breaths, and it is also the most direct and ruthless one.

I saw that the shield in his hand changed in the air, turning the shield into a knife and rushing straight down from the air, and the move of the shield swing was the wood-splitting knife technique that Accra had learned from Uncle Huo.

When the first form of Vientiane is used, the heavens and the earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light, the storm shakes greatly, the air freezes, and the space is distorted.

The splitting knife technique is not fancy, falling from the sky, magnificent, shocking the soul and soul, it is really like the scythe of death.

"Boom ---"

The earth is dusty, the rocks are cracked, the air shakes, and the space is shattered.

Accra's shield and the golden greatsword were tightly combined, making a loud roar, sparks flying, followed by the metallic sound of the golden greatsword breaking, after the golden greatsword broke, Accra's momentum increased instead of decreasing, and the shield went down again, slashing towards the head of the golden warrior.

"Boom--"

There was another roar, the helmet shattered and scattered, and the shield made close contact with the golden general's head.

"Bump--boom--"

"Kakaka--"

The sound of bones shattering sounded, and almost half of the golden warrior's body, which was more than a foot tall, had sunk into the solid rock, the bones of his body were shattered, and his head exploded like a bottle the moment it made contact with the shield of Accra.

The golden light of the whole body all dissipated at this moment, turning into a dead gray, and the golden warrior no longer had any breath, and he couldn't die anymore.

That's right, after Accra burned Shou Yuan again and forcibly opened Vientiane and slashed Luo, cultivated to the first level of the True Yuan Realm, the golden battle that could not be defeated was broken by Accra's golden giant sword, broke through the defense of the whole body, and the head was blasted, submerged in the earth, and died.

Vientiane Slash Luo, worthy of the Yuan Xuan Technique derived from the Qinglong Jade Classic, its horror level is completely beyond Accra's own cognition, but these are no longer important at this time, his body from more than a zhang in the air, slammed to the ground, and there is no sound. His whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, the tiger's mouth burst, miserable, the meridians burst, and the blood surged wildly.

"Dead ...... Yes, really...... Dead!" Noxus in the green dragon jade voice was hoarse and trembling, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably at this time, Accra's obsession, will, perseverance, and courage ...... It was completely beyond his imagination and completely shocked his soul.

He couldn't have imagined that at the end, when Accra broke his legs, dislocated his left hand, fractured and dented his right ribs, and only his right hand was available, he forcibly burned his Shouyuan, and used the cultivation of the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm to forcibly open Vientiane and slash Luo.

At this time, Noxus was shocked in his soul and trembled all over, and at the same time, an indescribable pain swept through his heart, if he had been as stubborn as Accra, then maybe his outcome would have been different......

Accra lay on the ground, the breath of life getting weaker and weaker, and Mu Yurou, who was lying on the ground, had become a tearful person at this time, her eyes were red, her blood was bursting, and her beautiful but pale face showed pain that she had never felt before.

"Daoyun Daoyun ......"

She cried out in despair with all her strength, trying to move with all her strength, but she couldn't do anything.

This man, who cultivated to only the ninth level of the True Spirit Realm, had dried up the Yuan Xuan Power of his whole body, and his bones were broken, faced the golden warrior who was at the first level of the True Yuan Realm, with super defensive power and combat power, crossed a big realm and defeated the other party. And everything this man did, even if he risked his own life, all he wanted to accomplish was to exchange for the hope of making her live.

No matter how Mu Yurou called, Accra was motionless.

At this time, although Accra's whole body was full of dead silence, his mind was extremely clear, and he even entered an empty world.

I can't die!

Absolutely not to die!

I'm also looking for the old beggar!

I'm going to resurrect Luan Ling!

I don't even know my own background!

How could I die like this, absolutely not.

The obsession in his consciousness continued to struggle, and at this moment, a small warm yellow light suddenly flashed on Accra's right chest, and in the warm light, a small golden circle of light seemed to be alive, jumping smartly!

[This chapter is so painfully written, it took nearly six hours, and I almost collapsed!]