Isn't this black light of the old turtle a little stronger than the Xuanhuang light shield he used to protect himself just now? Although it is not as powerful as the giant palm that follows the wind, it has the masculine power of the mighty mountains, but after all, it is the demon light emitted by a thousand-year-old monster, how can it be idle? It is just a step worse than the mysterious palm technique that the wind uses to produce with all his strength.

Hearing a "click" sound, the black light that had just risen was smashed by a palm that split his head and face with the wind, and the palm print was undiminished, and there was a muffled sound of "popping", and it slapped on the head of the old turtle.

The old turtle shook his head in pain, his nose bleeded, and roared angrily. With the wind, he could slap Shan Zhenyue's palm, and when it hit its head, it only cracked a piece of the scalp on its head. The old turtle's eyes suddenly froze, staring at the figure in mid-air. A thousand-year-old monster like it, although it can't speak, it has already understood its spiritual wisdom, and knows that if it hadn't blocked it with its natal light in time just now, it would have slashed ninety percent of the power in the palm print, and this palm slapped on it would not be a simple cracked scalp.

The old turtle shouted again, but this time it was no longer a moan of injury, but a little angry. As soon as he opened his mouth, another light-colored light flew straight out, breaking through the air and heading towards the wind.

I was surprised and shocked by the wind, and I was surprised that I thought that if I slapped it with such a powerful palm, even if I couldn't kill this unpredictable old turtle, I could seriously injure it and scare it away. Unexpectedly, this palm went down, and it was like a bamboo, but it only cracked a little of its scalp. Shockingly, it was that black light that blocked almost ninety percent of his palm strength just now, and at this moment, he was not breathing in his body, how could he resist it?

Inhaled forcefully, emptied a little under his feet, and forcibly pulled a three-foot distance back from the attacking Xuanguang. Then, the sword groaned faintly, and he had to pick up the Chunjun sword again.

In a hurry, even the two series of sword tricks didn't have time to use them, and they only had time to use a shocking word trick that he had passed to Kitahara Ken, so he hurriedly greeted him.

It's just that this Xuanguang came too fast, not to mention the vision of heaven and earth, and a touch of clear color protective qi appeared three feet away from the wind, but it was broken clean by that Xuanguang in an instant. There was barely a trace of thunder on the pure Jun sword, and it collided with Xuanguang!

"Ahh

The rest of the force hit him in the chest, and his ribs broke under the shock. He fell diagonally from mid-air and landed on the deck.

The old turtle seemed to sense something, and immediately raised his head from the sea, his eyes fixed on the long sword that fell from mid-air, and he actually showed a little greedy look!

Sui Feng seemed to sense something, and barely carried a little residual internal force from Zuihou, and with a move with his left hand, he volleyed the Chunjun Sword back into his hand. After doing this, he completely lost control of his body and fell heavily. What he didn't expect was that he didn't land on the hard deck, he only felt that there was a soft body underneath him, as if someone had caught him.

Mian Li raised his head, and his eyes were full of panicked, delicate faces. "Ahem", a light cough with the wind, wanting to say something, but unable to say anything.

It was Murong Xi who caught him.

Seeing the sadness on her face, he didn't know Weishenme, and his heart was so uncomfortable. He had just rushed out with all his might, and was he concerned only about the lives of those insignificant people in the cabin? If it was really just that, would he be so desperate?

"Brother Sui, don't say anything. Murong Xi unconsciously cried between her words, carefully wiping the blood from the corner of Suifeng's mouth with her delicate jade hand, "Maybe this is God's arrangement, maybe we can't go back to the Central Plains again, maybe we will die here." Murong Xi whispered as he gently lowered the wind in his hand on the deck. ...,

"Come, give me the sword. Murong Xi took the Chunjun Sword from Suifeng's hand, Suifeng didn't want to give it to her, but he didn't even have the strength to break free.

Seeing Murong Xi holding the Chunjun Sword between himself and the old turtle, he stretched out his hand with the wind, but he couldn't shout.

The old turtle stared at the pure Jun sword in Murong Xi's hand, his eyes full of light. This time the roar sounded so full of excitement and fanaticism, and the old turtle's head was raised high, as if it was about to reach the sky.

Murong Xi only held the long sword in his hand, his eyes were awe-inspiring, his mind was blank, and there were no more disturbing things. There seemed to be only one voice left: "You just rush over, you can do whatever you want, so that I can die with my brother Sui, and I don't have to think about so many upsetting things." ”

"No, all it wants is a pure sword, and you can give it the pure sword. Hurry up and get out of the way!" shouted in his heart, but he couldn't make any sound, and as soon as he breathed out, he would pull the wound, cough lightly, and cough up a mouthful of blood.

Hearing the cough of the wind behind him, Murong Xi turned his head with a smile, his eyes full of determination. Wanwan smiled, it was a beautiful smile, but in the eyes of the wind, it was so sad. "No!" he could only utter with all his strength.

But at this time, Murong Xi had already turned his head. Shaking her head, she had already made up her mind at the moment, no matter what she shouted with the wind, she would not waver, so she didn't see the complicated expression on his face at the moment.

The old turtle roared, shaking its ugly head, and there was a "whoosh" sound of water. A wave surged up, two or three feet higher than the deck, and the mana of the old turtle itself was even more powerful in the waves. Towards Murong Xi and everyone in the cabin, Murong Xi's thin figure was like a trace of dust in the pool before this wave, not to mention turning the tide, I am afraid that it will be easily swept away without even a trace of water waves.

Suifeng has completely lost hope, but he insists on not closing his eyes. Although I can't bear to see the scene that is about to happen, I want to remember the slender back in front of me forever.

If I could, I would never, ever forget.

He thought like this, and with it was a deep sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before. Even if he stepped into the innate level, there would still be moments when he couldn't do anything. "I'm not strong enough, there are too many people I want to protect, and I want to reverse things, I have to be stronger. I want to break through this innate layer and reach a higher realm!" Sui Feng thought, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes widened, and he stared motionlessly at everything in the field and the figure in front of him.

"Hmph!" a nasal sound echoed through the sky. An invisible sound wave echoed for a long time, and it shook the clouds in the distance for a while.

The waves set off by the old turtle were all dismissed by this snort!

What kind of humming is this?

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and they heard it clearly with the wind, and that sound actually came down from above the nine heavens! Could it be that an immortal could not descend to earth? It was also the first time that he had grown so big and yujian had such a strange thing, first yujian a big demon that was rare in a hundred years in the sea, and then a nasal voice that fell from the sky, what was going on?

The old turtle also sensed that something was wrong, and stared at the sky with his head held high. He hissed and growled, as if he was on guard against something. With the wind, a few of them looked up at the sky, but the sky was blue at the moment. Even the few wisps of white clouds were blown away by a snort just now, and in addition, it was empty, there was no figure of incarnation, there was no abnormality, only an empty space. ...,

The old turtle waited for a moment, seemed to be a little impatient, and roared angrily into the sky. A wave of sound rushed up into the sky, and the sonic wave shook the ship again.

Although the sound wave is formless and substantial, it is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish with the naked eye, but in the eyes of the wind, the fierce sound wave has just rushed to a few feet above the sea and magically dissipated silently. It's like a splash of water splashing on the umbrella surface, but the difference is that the rain splashing on the umbrella surface will at least make some sound, but the sound of the old turtle does not even splash a ripple.

There must be something hidden there!

Listening to that snort, it was clearly made by a person, but who was so powerful? Able to hide in the void for a long time, leaving no trace?

Murong Xi also retreated to Sui Feng's side in disbelief, silently guarding him without saying a word.

It's all so unbelievable, so mysterious. But at least one thing is certain, at this point, they are completely out of action, and there is nothing else to do but wait and see.

"Evil beast!" he snapped out of thin air, like thunder exploding in mid-air. It shook everyone's chest, and even their hearts jumped out.

The old turtle shook his head for a while, obviously bearing the unparalleled momentum. But he still didn't give in, and after some struggle, he raised his head again, opened his mouth, and a thick black light similar to the previous one rushed up to the sky, heading towards the void from the voice just now. It's just that this time the black light is twice as strong as before, and the jet-black color reflects a burst of gray all around, as if the night has been drawn in an instant.

Sui Feng's face turned dead for a while, and then he realized that this old turtle had not officially fought with him just now. But I've been playing with him, presumably the palm power of the wind will work, and the old turtle himself deliberately wants to try the power of the palm power.

As soon as I thought of this, I felt a wave of anger rising in the wind. This old turtle actually thinks of himself as a toy!

"It's the natal light. The voice in mid-air was still flat, not even a hint of surprise.

With a "whoosh", a pale cyan sword qi with a length of dozens of zhang was generated out of thin air for no reason. The sword aura was in the sky, like a rainbow across the sky, vast and magnificent, indescribable.

In front of this sword qi, whether it was the old turtle or this ship, or the black light that the old turtle spit out, everything became a small existence. There was only one sword left in the whole heaven and earth, and the two touched each other without even making a sound, as if a broom had swept away a trace of dust. The old turtle's natal light was like dust, and that incomparable sword qi picked up this black light without any effort.

"Wow-" The sound of water splashing again, and the sword qi rushed straight down, pressing the old turtle completely under the surface of the sea. For a long time, only a deep trench was left that reminded people of imagination and speculation. Nothing else happened.

Sui Feng and Murong Xi looked at each other, and they didn't know if the divine turtle was dead.

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