Someone must bear the consequences of Liao Ye's death, and only one of the two brothers can survive.
Liao Bo's self-destruction is inevitable.
The bloody sword filled the entire square, violent spiritual power, and strong wind, plundering without any scruples.
The sword-drawing technique plus the Hunyuan sword.
Let the speed of this sword break through again, the terrifying power, fearless.
Liuyun City was shaking, giving people a shaky feeling under the power of thunder.
boom!
A huge mushroom cloud rose over the entire square.
In an instant, countless powerful men who were paying attention to the square felt that their minds were disconnected in an instant.
"How is that possible?" Wu Qing couldn't believe that she was a strong mountain-building level expert who had survived the five declines of heaven and human beings and reached the peak of the eighth level. But how could he not be surprised that his mind was cut off in it?
And high in the sky, Xuan Bing also had a solemn look on his face. Looking down at the entire square, the spiritual power plundering everywhere has become the most powerful destructive force, releasing its power everywhere.
"Unexpectedly, a mountain-viewing realm cultivator can actually explode with such combat power." Even when he was a strong mountain-building realm, he was probably only half of this.
In the center of the deep exploding vortex, King Jinling's eyes were filled with a hint of solemnity.
The explosion just now, even the body-protecting Zhengang he held up, was shaking, and even felt like it was cracking because of it.
"Yu Bing, with this person's fighting power, can you do it?" King Jinling set his sights on his niece, trying to find an opponent of the same level for her, but soon, King Jinling was disappointed.
Because Yu Bing was shaking his head.
Even though she had a divine body, she had to admit that the power of this sword could not be achieved even if she tried her best.
"I didn't expect that there would be such a person in this great world..." King Jinling sighed.
Although Yu Bing was shaking his head just now, there was a figure in his mind.
It was a man with a majestic body and a domineering spirit that wanted to compete with God.
What's wrong with me? Yu Bing asked herself more than once in her heart, but the authorities were so confused that she couldn't explain clearly.
Rumble…
The sound continued, gradually fading away.
The horrific aftermath of the explosion crushed everything around it.
And in the center of the explosion, a blood-colored light and shadow, as if from eternity, pointed straight into the sky, and next to the blood-colored sword shadow, a square-shaped halberd seemed unmoved at all.
The smoke and dust are everywhere, and there is a feeling of thousands of troops, which can drown everything around.
All the strength was spread out around him.
Thick smoke billows and rises.
A quarter of an hour……
Half an hour...
…
Finally, when it was close to an hour, the smoke and dust settled, and a blurry figure could be vaguely seen.
"Yang Ning..."
The first thing to break the silence was the sound of flowing wind and flying wind.
"Brother..." Liao Min let out a shocking cry, because Liao Bo could no longer be found.
No one could survive a self-destruction, let alone Liao Bo who was bent on self-destruction.
However, the enemy's figure is still on the square.
"How is that possible?" Liao Min didn't believe this was true.
"How could you not die?"
"How is it possible not to die?" Liao Min seemed to be in a daze, looking carefully at the surroundings where the smoke and dust were gradually falling, and finally his vision was blurred.
"Yang Ning?" Yang Zhen reacted and hurriedly turned around, only to find that his body was unable to move.
Especially in front of his own chest, which was bloody and bloody.
The reason why I can still stand at this moment is because I hold Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly in my hand.
And under the feet of the two people, there was a huge pit, telling the tragedy of the collision.
"Ahem..."
Just when Yang Zhen was in extremely miserable condition, a coughing sound came from beside Yang Zhen. It was very miserable, bloody and strong.
Heart palpitating.
"How are you?" Yang Zhen could only ask because he couldn't move.
There was no reply, only coughing, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and the smell of blood kept drifting towards the bloody sword shadow.
"Yang Ning..." Feng Feiyang flew forward, using his fastest movement skills, and came to Yang Ning's side.
A palm was placed on Yang Ning's back, and continuous spiritual power was input into Yang Ning's body.
On the side of the pit, Yu Bing saw the miserable state of the two people, and suddenly her delicate body trembled.
"Uncle Wang, save them..." Yu Bing didn't know what was happening to her, but suddenly, for a moment, she felt an inexplicable heartache.
"Really..." There was a sound like a copper bell, but it was accompanied by a sad voice.
"Who is she?" Yu Bing's eyes were solemn, with a hint of fear.
It seems to be a feeling of meeting a powerful enemy.
What's wrong with you? Heartbroken for someone you don’t understand?
Just when Yu Bing was hesitant, King Jinling stared at his niece, and his affection was a little more complicated.
"Hurry, Uncle Wang, save them..." It seemed to be urging and impatient.
"Nizi, this..."
"Save them..." Yu Bing seemed to be pleading, staring at his Uncle Wang with affectionate eyes, pleading eyes, hoping that Uncle Wang would take action.
"Okay." King Jinling sighed, understanding Yu Bing's condition.
It's just that King Jinling doesn't know what his action means this time.
The brothers of King Jinling did not want to interfere with everything about the royal family, but at this moment, King Jinling still agreed to his niece.
As King Jinling was walking, he saw a man in yellow wearing a python suit among the onlookers, who was also staring at him closely.
No one knew what this collision meant, but there was a bit more hostility between the King of Jinling and the people in the python suit.
The smoke and dust completely fell, and the extreme collision just now finally came to fruition.
Two people were seriously injured and Liao Bo died.
"Unexpectedly, a cultivator at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm actually survived the ultimate self-destruction."
"It seems that this person will definitely enter the top five in the admissions assessment of the six major colleges."
"yes……"
In a corner, Dongfang Savage's body was a little more warlike.
"This is what men should do." Dongfangye commented, seeming to be commenting on the previous battle, but he was even more curious about the toughness of the sword body.
After the self-destruction, not only did he survive, but his physique was even stronger than Cang Lan's hegemonic body. Such a physical body was unparalleled.
"It seems that my savage body still needs to be strengthened." Dongfang Ye's eyes were fixed on Yang Ning, as if he wanted to understand it. At the same time, at this moment, the direction of his cultivation was destined.
"You..." King Jinling's direction was blocked by the flowing wind.
"Let me take a look." The clothes on King Jinling's body already showed that he was extraordinary, but Liufeng didn't care.
"Senior, my friend needs healing." Liufeng pointed at Yang Zhen and Yang Ning.
"I know, I'm here to help." King Jinling remembered his niece's expression just now and insisted again.
"Thank you." Liufeng took the initiative to move out of the way.
The legend about King Jinling is not a secret to Liufeng and is full of sincere respect.
King Jinling came behind Yang Ning and the two, nodded to Feng Feiyang, and said, "I'll do it."
After saying that, regardless of Feng Feiyang's attitude, he directly put his hands on the backs of the two of them, and two waves of continuous gentle spiritual power entered their bodies.
"Really..." Qin Ningyi's face was full of worry. Although she was somewhat injured, she completely forgot that if Yang Zhen hadn't separated his aura to protect herself, he wouldn't be so injured. She looked at the chest His flesh and blood were blurred, and Qin Ningyi's heart ached.
"How silly..."
Qin Ningyi held Yang Zhen's hand.
"Wife Ningyi..." Yang Zhen forced a smile on his face, but he grinned in pain.
The deep pit confirmed the brutality of the battle here. Before everyone knew it, the python suit man came to the middle, rescued Liao Min, and disappeared among the crowd.
On the square, the smell of blood gradually dissipated, and the bloody sword shadow slowly returned, finally disappearing from Yang Ning's body.
At the moment when the bloody sword shadow disappeared, King Jinling's eyes became more solemn.
"Excalibur?"
"The smell of killing?" King Jinling was extremely solemn, because the smell of blood was completely absorbed by him, so he had to be cautious.
King Jinling knew very well what the killing sword meant, and the meaning left King Jinling with lingering fear.
"It turns out that the bloody sky a few months ago actually represented the birth of such a divine sword." King Jinling understood a lot instantly.
"The advent of the great age seems to be unstoppable." King Jinling is not a stupid person. Up to this moment, he has understood a lot.
At the same time, I felt a little more worried.
A murderer is destined to kill, and what will happen to those close to him.
When King Jinling thought of this, he couldn't help but want to think about his niece.
"It will be another bloody storm."
Continuous spiritual power, formed in a gentle manner, continued to enter the bodies of Yang Zhen and Yang Ning.
As the spiritual power continued to enter, Yang Ning's cough gradually eased.
Yang Ning and Yang Zhen immediately cooperated with King Jinling's treatment and gradually entered a state of trance.
Especially in Yang Ning's body, Ling Tian Jue was running wildly. Faced with the self-destruction of a strong man in the fifth level of the Mountain Building Realm, even though Yang Ning used a sword skill equivalent to that of the Mysterious Level, he still suffered extremely serious trauma.
Especially in his own sea of consciousness, the aftermath of the explosion produced super destructive power, even causing signs of loosening of Yang Ning's foundation.
Yang Ning's mind was immersed in the sea of consciousness, and he began to recover using the abnormality of Lingtian Jue.
A strong man at the peak of the mountain-building realm had such strong spiritual power that a mountain-watching realm could not absorb it. Although it was gentle, it still stirred up turbulent waves in Yang Ning's body.
The gap between the two was originally a world of difference, but with the transformation of the Lingtian Art in Yang Ning's body, it gradually began to become gentler.
Yang Ning clung to the sea of consciousness, using her only remaining mind to continue to temper the foundation deep in the foundation, using the method of foundation tempering.
In the battle just now, Yang Ning was still not satisfied with his foundation.
Deep in Yang Ning's heart, the shouts continued.
Only by becoming stronger and stronger can we be able to cope with everything in the future.
A strong mountain-builder had left himself in such a difficult situation, not to mention that he would have to face the Seven Sons of Heaven and even stronger enemies in the future.
"In this life, this feud will definitely be settled."
In Yang Ning's sea of consciousness, heavy hammers continued to hit, consolidating the miniature Two Boundary Mountains.
Only through continuous breakthroughs can we deal with all enemies.
Yang Ning's heart seemed to have changed after experiencing this battle.
The smell of killing is getting stronger and stronger.
Ling Tianjue seemed to feel the master's state of mind, and the originally gentle aura gradually changed. However, Yang Ning, as the master, did not know about this change.
Above the square, silence gradually appeared.
The breeze blew by, representing the breath of spring, bringing the breath of life to the area that had just experienced massacre.
The wind does not stop, life does not stop, everything that represents the spring is gradually falling back, and the earth represents the breath of green, which gradually makes the heaviness in the hearts of the people around me disappear.
In a valley within the Liuyun Kingdom, eight figures gradually emerged.
"Brother..."
The face of the Great Heavenly King was full of sadness, because the last time he went out, only four of his seven brothers returned, including himself, and they almost died. But he didn't know what kind of results awaited this time. Watching them.
"Brother."
"Brother."
"Brother."
Three times in a row, these are the three newly promoted heavenly kings, whose cultivation is at the peak of the mountain-building realm.
The eight heavenly kings are the fixed combat power of every palace envoy. Since the establishment of Yinfeng Valley more than sixty years ago, the status of the eight heavenly kings is of vital importance, and they are the most capable assistants of every palace envoy.
However, the Liuyun Kingdom, where the Nine Palace Envoys were in charge, had caused the Eight Heavenly Kings to encounter obstacles more than once.
"What exactly is a star spirit?" the Great Heavenly King wondered. Doubts arose about this thing that the Valley Master had repeatedly emphasized.
Last time, hundreds of protectors disappeared without a trace, but what will be the outcome this time?
"Brother, let's go." The newly promoted Six Heavenly King urged from behind.
The Great Heavenly King turned back and stared into the other person's eyes, trying to see the result he wanted, but there was no color in the reddish eyes and nothing could be seen.
Mahadeva has no words. I really want to say something. Your urging will make us enter the abyss.
The wind was weird, with a strong gloominess that kept echoing among the people.
…
"alright……"
After two hours of treatment, with the help of King Jinling, the two finally got better.
