The brilliance faded, and I saw Lin Zhongyu holding his head high and closing his eyes, and the blood was like the most bewitching flower blooming on the delicate face.

But in front of him there was a huge thing, bent like the moon, and the red light was dim, like a dead tree staggering and standing. A few days ago, on the magic weapon that was obviously as strange and complete, there were thousands of holes, and blood was faint, gurgling down.

opened his eyes, stretched out his palm, and gently stroked the tall fake magic weapon in front of him, the uneven surface, and the ugly and weird red glow. The huge and strange pattern was accompanied by an indescribable coldness, deep in the heart, deep into the bone marrow.

Deep! Deep!

The wind blows up the sleeves of people's clothes.

leaves, fell on his shoulders.

Bang!

A short rod glowing red, with a long chain at his feet. He was so light, so slow, as if he was afraid of hurting the treasure in his hand. The magic weapon broke away from the master's hand, the red light and blue light jumped a few times, and finally disappeared peacefully, like a crying tired child sleeping!

The wind rises and the clouds fly.

Dressed as black as ink, hunting and drumming in the wind.

Lin Zhongyu turned his head to look under the ring.

Just one look,

One glance, and there is no concern.

Just one look,

Look at it, and you will no longer be the same.

However, the distant side of the ring was empty.

He didn't see it.

What he didn't see was the fairy dressed in white like snow, a face full of tears.

In the unknown place, a purple figure, the body was trembling slightly, and the slender jade fingers in the hand were pale, but he didn't notice it.

Go back.

The figure covered in blood, the red light soared, and let out a terrible roar, rushing towards the outstanding Moon Desolation Handsome Xiu in the distance. The jade in the forest is like a mad demon, facing the ram pavilion wind, punching and kicking, and attacking wildly. Although the ram pavilion is well-informed, it is the first time that he encounters a fight between Yuru village women in the forest, and there is no way to fight. I saw that Lin Zhongyu's arm was shining red, as if there was a fairy family's true law to protect the body, how dare the ram pavilion wind be hard. All of a sudden, the ram pavilion wind was staggering, and he couldn't stop retreating. Finally, he retreated to the edge of the ring and almost fell to the ring.

The peerless genius of the Ram lineage, who was cultivated as the lowest disciple by Qitian Sumen, was forced to retreat again and again, wouldn't he want the world to laugh at him? The Ram Pavilion frowned, let out a long shout, and two blue flames rose with his two hands, which was the long body of the "Flame Knife" that Miaoqi used that day, took a step forward, and fought with Lin Zhongyu.

only heard a ding-ding-ding-ding, and sparks flew all over Lin Zhongyu's body. Although the ram pavilion was forced to retreat again and again, it didn't really hit him. Suddenly, I felt that the figure in front of me flickered, and the figure of the Ram Pavilion was gone. Then countless palms with blue flames hit Lin Zhongyu's body.

Lin Zhongyu only felt that his whole body was burned by fire, and he was in severe pain, and he only knew that his fists and feet were dancing wildly, hoping to hit the ram pavilion wind, but he didn't even touch the corners of the other party's clothes.

The Ram Pavilion was secretly frightened, I didn't know what kind of exercise this forest jade cultivated, the "Flame Knife" slashed at him like Zhongfan Iron, and there was a tingling in his hand.

But I saw Lin Zhongyu up and down, the red light was faint, the ram pavilion snorted coldly, and the body of the milk swallow jumped high through the clouds, the left leg was bent, and the right leg kicked down.

"Red Immortal One-Style !!" a leg shadow, as tall as a mountain, as if flying from the sky, with a faint sound of wind and thunder in front of Lin Zhongyu. There was a series of explosions, Lin Zhongyu's blood spurted wildly, his arms swayed weakly, and his body retreated. Ram Tingfeng didn't know how many kicks he had kicked, and what shocked him was that Lin Zhongyu's hadn't fallen to the ground under such a heavy blow!

Ram Tingfeng pointed with his right hand, and a yellow light rose into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.

Suddenly, the sky was dark, dark clouds suddenly gathered, and muffled thunder rolled out, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"Kalala" a bolt of lightning slashed next to Lin Zhongyu, blowing up a corner of the ring to pieces. The gravel volleyed into Lin Zhongyu's face, causing a burst of pain.

"Wow!"

"Wow!

"Wow, whoa, whoa!"

The clouds were so thick that they covered the sky like night, and the rain poured down in the vast sky.

The onlookers sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and suddenly all kinds of lights were shining, like stars all over the ground. Caused by the light, the rain splashed, but it was always possible to find a corner where no one was around, and it fell quietly and to the soles of everyone's feet.

Heaven and earth are so quiet!

Lin Zhongyu was soaked and swaying, as if a gust of wind could blow him away. However, in the wind and rain, he still stood in the ring reluctantly. Leng looked at the benefactor above who was profound, had excellent medical skills and cured his sister's illness.

The face of the Ram Pavilion is solemn, like a god and Buddha who is in charge of life and death, and the golden light is shining, which makes people feel worshipped. But seeing a wave of the sword in his hand, he pointed in the direction of Lin Zhongyu.

The roar of the kalala rumble was as dense as a drum, and countless lightning bolts rushed and staggered, cutting vertically and horizontally. Heaven and earth are mighty, so much so that Si!

But at this moment, in the sound of heavy rain, only a delicate voice shouted: "You can't ...... You can't...... You promised me ......" But the symphony of heaven and earth is so grand that no one has heard it.

The Ram Pavilion is world-shattering, and his cultivation is shocking, his eyes looked down coldly, and he resolutely shouted: "Lead the thunder and !!" There was a trace of happiness and excitement in his tone.

"How can you compare to Senior Brother Tingfeng?"

"In the back of my heart, I don't want you to be hurt in any way, you know?"

......

A voice asked softly:

"If, I'm dead. Will she be sad? Maybe? After all, it's been so many years.

Next year, in front of my grave, will anyone burn a string of paper money with me? If that's the case, that's good, at least in her mind's memory.

However, after many years, she will definitely forget herself, and forget her forever ......and forever."

Thinking of this, he was a little scared, a little scared.

There are tears in the corners of the eyes,

Glide gently!

Lin Zhongyu faced the bitter wind and cold rain, and pulled open the placket with both hands, revealing his swollen and broken chest, and howled in the sky. Boom, thunder and lightning in the sky, like a divine punishment, with earth-shaking power, slashed into the ring.

But I saw a colorful haze rolling out of the ring, bursting out, like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon spinning like the wind, rising into the sky. In the high sky, it was like a huge whirlpool spinning rapidly, like a long whale sucking water, and the dark clouds and lightning in the sky were all swept into it and disappeared.

After a while, the dark clouds disappeared and the sky was blue. The sun wheel is high, and a little sunlight shines on people's slightly closed eyes, shining brilliantly.

The ram pavilion stood in the air, and the sword finger was still pointing obliquely in the field, but he found that the spell was broken, and only with a "zila" sound at the fingertips, a foot-long electric light was shot, and he didn't go far, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The crowd exclaimed.

But I saw an object falling high in the air, and with a "dang long!" sound, it fell in front of Lin Zhongyu's unconscious body.