"Zheng!"
"Zheng!"
After two string breaking sounds, a dazzling red light burst out from the sharp edges of the liver and gallbladder swords.
"Again?!"
Qiu Jin was so shocked that his eyes widened.
Qingpao guest Ling Zhen's current state is better than that of Brother Qiu, but he really feels a chill running down his spine.
His fierce voice was extremely hoarse, and he shouted with all his strength like a caged animal: "Qiu Jin, you... go to hell -"
The word "death" was dragged out for an extremely long time, and before the sound left the sound, two extremely thick blood snake sword energy suddenly erupted.
Countless yellow and fallen leaves in the scattered sand forest suddenly swayed three feet high!
Qiu Jin held the black blade across the sky and tried his best to block one of the powerful bloody sword energy.
After retreating for more than ten feet, he barely stopped.
Ling Zhen was holding the sword Hong Mo, and the energy of the two swords of Fire God and Yin Lei above were surging, and divine will was constantly pouring out, which was extremely brilliant.
There are two peaks in Liangji Mountain.
Named "liver and gallbladder".
Qiu Jin felt that he was fighting an entire two-pole mountain with a long sword in his hand!
Ling Zhen's expression was grimacing, and anyone who looked at it could tell that he had used all his strength without leaving any trace behind.
While Qiu and Ling were in a stalemate, Yan Shuang had already taken out the letter from the interlayer of the sword box. The letter contained her husband's instructions: "Shuang'er, you know that the Seven-string Sacrifice to Gods is a forbidden art in the world. , is to use life and soul as sacrifices in exchange for powerful power. If I use up the fifth sword 'Howling West Wind' and the sixth sword 'Tianjiao Seed' and still fail to defeat Qiu Jin, then I will use the last one Once the seventh life string of the sword 'Death and Life is Great Harmony' is broken, I will definitely die! I have many close friends in the Shenying people, and they will sincerely assist you. After I die, the important matters will be left to you. I am now thirteen Zai, you understand my intention, take the first step, don’t blame me..."
At that moment, the entire small island in the sky was trembling violently. The jade man inside was so frightened that he couldn't help shouting: "Your Excellency, I can't hold on any longer!"
"If you can't hold it on, hold on for me!"
Qiu Jin shouted at the top of his lungs, "Today you either win or die!"
Ling Zhen shouted angrily: "We will not die, we...will win!"
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When Feiren was still a piece of jade from the mountains, he once heard a scholar passing through Zhongshan who was rushing to take exams recount some Confucian classics.
After listening to it, I benefited a lot, regarded his remarks as a guide, and secretly made a wish.
If we can shape the human form in the future, we will surely cultivate ourselves, manage our families, govern our country, and then bring peace to the world!
Everything failed to come true, and he finally cultivated a spiritual body, but by mistake he was reincarnated into the womb of Mrs. Shi's wife, and was bound to the soul with that playboy Shi Fei.
From then on, his body was not cultivated, his family was in disarray, he had no way to govern the country, and the world was difficult to bring peace to. For twenty years, he was depressed and unable to achieve his goals.
Later, the soul of the host Shi Fei was destroyed by Qiu Jin, and Fei finally regained his freedom. Remembering Qiu Jin's kindness, "he" took the initiative to enter the Lock of Lihen and began to practice in that small world.
Qiu Jin also taught him the Supreme Heavenly Dragon Technique, and he was so grateful that he agreed to the overlord's terms, which was like bullying an enemy.
He agreed to contribute half of his daily practice results and unconditionally assumed the position of "spiritual power storage tank".
Since it is a benefactor's request and it does not violate benevolence, justice and morality at all, why not accept it happily?
A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring.
This is what Feiren thinks.
At this time, the benefactor encountered a powerful opponent and needed spiritual power to fend off the enemy, so Fei Ren took the initiative to integrate the spiritual power he had gained from thousands of years of practice with the "little heaven and earth island".
In this way, Qiu Jin can use the psychic treasure Lihen Lock to absorb its spiritual power for his own use.
Generous and heroic.
Qiu Jin likes to make friends with such people, because when making friends with such people, there is no need to pretend to be polite.
It's cheap, it's just for taking advantage of.
What's more, now, we have reached a critical moment of life and death!
Qiu Jin, with the help of Ling Zhen, had just exhausted all the remaining true energy in Shanzhong Fuhai, and had just wiped out all the murderous intent and sword intent on the liver and gallbladder swords.
If he did not have spiritual power to sustain him at this moment, he would probably be doomed to an eternal disaster and die without a complete body.
The fifth sword is "Howling West Wind", and the sixth sword is "Prodigy Seed".
These are the two strongest moves by Ling Li, the leader of the Condor Alliance, so far!
Of course, on top of these two moves, there is the sword "Death and Life", but it is different. It is a sword that Ling Li will only use as a last resort.
The last sword in this life.
At this moment, above the two swords of liver and gallbladder, two giant pythons of blood and vitality are as thick as big trees.
At the hilt of the sword, the extremely long red awn tail was swung wildly, like a demon dancing wildly.
When the black sword opened the Tianmen, there was also a green light flowing out like a mountain stream. It was obviously the aura of the jadeite.
The young man in green robe also tried his best to block the scarlet light beam. His back molars were almost crushed, and a large number of blue veins protruded on his forehead, neck and arms.
On the Hongmo Sword, two qi forces, one fire and one thunder, continued to linger, and the sword qi seemed to be boiling, boundless and gorgeous.
The monstrous wave of killing intent from the liver and gallbladder swords had already swept through the entire sand forest. The red-haired and white-robed princess of the Western Regions, Ye Yiran, had to use all her strength before she could barely stand firm.
Otherwise, they will be blown away to other places.
In this environment of flying sand and rocks, darkness and ignorance all around.
That touch of green and the brilliance of Ling Zhen's natal sword energy looked particularly dazzling.
"Emerald!"
Qiu Jin shouted, "Keep on holding on, this force is weakening, and we are about to survive!"
Then he shouted to the man in green robe: "Brother Ling, you are right, we will definitely win!"
Feiren continued to suffer from the feeling of exhaustion caused by the rapid loss of spiritual power.
Ling Zhen was in a great state of mind, holding the sword with all his strength, gritting his teeth and holding on, firmly believing that his side would win this time.
The small world in the Lock of Lihen was also severely affected because it merged with Feiren's spirit body.
The whole "island" was shaken!
The state of Ling Zhen's Qi Palace was also the same.
I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly, the pressure as heavy as two mountain peaks disappeared.
The wind stopped and the dust fell to the ground.
The loose sand forest on the outskirts of Huangliang City has returned to its former appearance.
Qiu Jin let out a long breath, with a look of relief on his face. He lowered his head and said to the green lock: "Feiren, we can carry it down!"
"I really thought I was going to die just now."
Feiren, who was in the spiritual lock, responded, "Fortunately, I'm really lucky to be able to survive!"
The young man in green robes, Ling Zhen, stood on the spot, taking deep breaths over and over again. It was obvious that his luck had been excessive and his energy had been greatly depleted. At this moment, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Ling Zhen clearly knew that if it weren't for the robe of the Dragon Slayer and the physical body that he had trained in the Return of the God of War in the past three years.
Today, there is a high probability that if you want to buy the real thing, you will suffer the pain of death.
With a "plop" sound, the fifth leader of the Condor Alliance fell from the sky and collapsed to the ground.
His hair is as messy as a savage.
His face was pale and bloodless.
Eyes, ears, nose, all six holes were flowing with thick black blood.
His arms were hanging down weakly, but he still held tightly the two heirlooms of the condors, the liver sword and the courage sword.
"Ling Lang!"
Yan Shuang, who was on the back of the giant blue and black eagle, screamed when she saw her husband fall to the ground.
"Don't...don't come over..."
Ling Li slowly spit out these words from the crack of his throat, "I haven't... not... lost..."
Qiu Jin looked at the pitiful appearance of others, like humans and ghosts. He smacked his lips, frowned and said, "Brother Ling, you are like this, why are you still unwilling to admit defeat?"
There was a smile on the corner of Ling Li's mouth, and he said in a very scary voice: "I am Ling Li... and I have the last sword... Qiu Jin... just die..."
Qiu Jin was shocked and shouted in disbelief: "You still have it?!"
Ling Li raised his arms with all his strength, and brought the two liver and gallbladder swords together. The liver and gallbladder fit together tightly, with an unusual fit.
"This last sword...is called 'The Great Harmony of Death and Life'."
He said in a sharp voice, "After I draw the sword...I will die...you lose!"
Qiu Jin hurriedly lowered his head and said to Li Hensuo: "Feiren, you have to hold on a little longer."
"Um."
Fei thought in his heart, "I don't have much spiritual power left in my body. I don't know if I can hold on. Oh, that's it. At worst, my spiritual body will be broken when the time comes, and I can just start cultivating from scratch!"
Qiu Jin and Fei Ren, one person and one spirit.
Ling Zhen wore a green robe and held a sword in both arms.
They are all ready.
