Sacrificing blood to heaven is just a rumor. I don't know if anyone has ever succeeded.
But at this moment, Ye Wuhen had no choice.
He no longer expected to see the Heavenly Gate, but at this moment he wanted to use the blood on his forehead to forcefully open the Heavenly Gate.
Open the eyes of the sky with blood!
Song Bufan didn't understand Ye Wuhen's approach and just asked coldly: "Is it worth it?"
Ye Wuhen didn't respond. He was staring blankly at the sky and praying for a response.
Song Bufan snorted coldly and stopped waiting.
He didn't want to wait for Tianmen's response. If he killed Ye Wuhen first, Taibai would also be in the bag!
When Mo Ying's swords were approaching Ye Wuhen, an invisible barrier suddenly bounced Mo Ying's swords away.
Song Bufan couldn't believe it.
After standing firm, he looked at Ye Wuhen.
Ye Wuhen's true energy has been exhausted, so what kind of power spread him out?
Without any further thought, Song Bufan regarded it as Ye Wuhen's last struggle for survival, and struck out with his swords again.
But the ending is still the same as before.
This time, all the energy gathered on Mo Ying's swords bounced back intact.
Song Bufan had no time to make adjustments, but a moderate blood mark was left on his chest.
Injured by his own true energy, Song Bufan became furious.
Ye Wuhen kept looking at the sky and suddenly smiled.
I saw that the sky was gradually divided into two, the clouds broke through, and the golden light shone.
"It's Tianmen!"
Ye Wuhen shouted in surprise. Even he couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes hard and finally saw Tianmen clearly.
It's just that this Tianmen stands above the clouds and has no stairs.
The long sword in Ye Wuhen's hand suddenly began to tremble, and golden light slowly shone down from the Tianmen, illuminating Ye Wuhen's long sword.
Feeling the cry of the long sword, Ye Wuhen said loudly: "Ye Wuhen thanked the gods!"
The golden light only lasted for a few seconds before beginning to dissipate, and the sky that was originally divided into two gradually closed.
The Tianmen above the clouds has long since disappeared.
Ye Wuhen turned around, faced Song Bufan, and took a step forward.
Just taking this step, Ye Wuhen felt an unprecedented energy envelope his body.
Song Bufan's lips trembled slightly and he said in disbelief: "Did you really invite a heavenly being?"
Ye Wuhen smiled bitterly and shook his head.
Song Bufan's figure swept quickly, and he instantly distanced himself from Ye Wuhen.
Warriors in the mortal world are nothing more than warriors after they practice to the strongest level.
After all, they are still mortal bodies.
Regardless of whether Ye Wuhen invited the heavenly being or not, Song Bufan did not dare to fight.
I still have a lot of things to do.
Here we are fighting hard for the so-called face.
Definitely not a wise move.
Ye Wuhen had taken several steps forward, and his feet, which were still a little trembling, now became more and more stable.
But what followed was that Ye Wuhen had clearly felt that his life was slowly disappearing with each step he took.
He made a rough estimate in his mind and concluded that there were only ten steps left before he would be completely dead.
Ye Wuhen stood there, exhaled a long breath, and said calmly: "This is my last sword."
Song Bufan also sensed the passage of Ye Wuhen's life and asked silently: "Don't you have any fear of death?"
Ye Wuhen was stunned.
Who dares to say that he is not afraid of death?
Everyone is afraid of death.
But when it comes time to die, it depends on why you die and how you die.
Ye Wuhen chuckled and said, "Song Bufan, I'm not afraid, I'm just sorry..."
Speaking of this, Ye Wuhen gradually choked up.
"I regret that I didn't get to see what I will look like after Taibai, but I know that if I don't die, Taibai will never look like me after this."
Ye Wuhen gradually raised his feet and said loudly: "Taibai Ye Wuhen, please die!"
The sound echoed endlessly.
Everyone on the distant battlefield could clearly hear it.
Ye Wuhen looked calm and started running.
One step, two steps, until the ninth step.
The sword was finally handed out.
At the same time, something tilted down from the sky.
It's a huge long sword!
Song Bufan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly mobilized his whole body's energy.
There is no way to retreat, you must take over!
"boom!!!"
The sword from the sky fell to the ground, stirring up thousands of dust.
Song Bufan was located in the center of the long sword, and he was almost out of breath being suppressed by the long sword in the sky.
At this time, Ye Wuhen had taken the last step.
His sword also reached Song Bufan!
The two swords were now covering the sky and the sun.
Song Bufan gritted his teeth and knew he had to retreat, so he had to make the worst choice.
He clasped his hands on his chest, abandoned his sword and walked away.
But the majestic zhenqi still hurt him, and his body was already covered with blood stains.
In the end, Song Bufan had no choice but to put his hands on the ground, let out a long shout, and pulled up a large black curtain.
When the dust dispersed, Song Bufan had fallen to the ground. At this time, his two ink shadow swords, the thin "shadow", had been broken into pieces.
Ye Wuhen slowly closed his eyes and looked at his increasingly pale figure without speaking.
The last glance was towards Taibai.
Tears already oozed from the corners of his eyes, and his figure gradually disappeared completely.
The signs of Ye Wuhen's passing have alarmed everyone on the battlefield elsewhere.
The five peak masters already had tears in their eyes.
The leader of Taibai was still protecting Taibai until the last moment.
Zhan Xinghuo, who was pestering Yin Zheng, started to get a little anxious at this time.
She had naturally noticed the huge pressure just now.
She was now eager to know Song Bufan's situation, and the movements in her hands became louder and louder.
Yin Zheng smiled slightly, this was exactly what he wanted.
The more anxious the other party is, the less anxious he is.
The more anxious Zhan Xinghuo is, the more likely he is to make mistakes, and he has already sold several flaws to Yin Zheng.
As a member of the Heaven and Earth Alliance, Yin Zheng would not let go of these flaws. After just a few cuts, Zhan Xinghuo was already scarred.
Zhan Xinghuo covered his chopped shoulder and gritted his teeth, but his thoughts were entirely on the other side.
Yin Zheng followed her gaze and said, "What a loyal dog. Logically speaking, your level of cultivation is more than enough to be a hall master in the Four Leagues. Why do you have to be loyal to him alone?"
Zhan Xinghuo said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."
Yin Zheng clapped, and then shook his head.
There are not so many loyal dogs these days.
It was probably a life-saving grace or something like that.
Thinking of this, Yin Zheng couldn't help but laugh. Wasn't it because he joined the Heaven and Earth Alliance to save his life?
However, since they are all on different standpoints, Yin Zheng can only lament that things are unpredictable.
But he will not let go of anyone who deserves to be killed.
Yin Zheng tightened his grip on the scabbard, stepped forward, and sighed: "What a pity. I have killed many high-level people, but I feel somewhat guilty in my heart. If these people were alive, they would definitely benefit the world. It’s just such a pity that their position is different from mine. If they hadn’t died, I would have died.”
After finishing speaking, the long sword was unsheathed.
Zhan Xinghuo broke out in a cold sweat, but fortunately he reacted in time and pulled away a few positions in an instant.
But then, the next cut came again.
Zhan Xinghuo showed his embarrassment and could only shout: "Protect me."
! "
Everyone in the Xinghuo Building reacted immediately and immediately headed in the direction of the building owner.
Yin Zheng frowned slightly, but still swung the knife.
The majestic sword energy instantly killed the first batch of minions who came to rescue.
After that, many minions from Xinghuo Tower arrived one after another, protected Zhan Xinghuo and escorted Zhan Xinghuo out of the battlefield.
Yin Zheng shook his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's a good thing you're here, it will save me the trouble of killing them one by one!"
This group of gangsters immediately stopped Yin Zheng, but at the same time escorted Zhan Xinghuo away.
...
Relying on the self-healing ability of his natural hegemonic body, Gu Xiaotian has fully recovered from his injuries.
He already knew about Ye Wuhen's sacrifice of his life. Both the senior sister and senior brother had sad expressions on their faces, and Gu Xiaotian was no exception.
But at this time, they were not in the mood to remember their master.
Because a woman was already standing in front of them.
The woman smiled sweetly, waved to Gu Xiaotian and said, "As expected of the person he likes, he is really capable."
Gu Xiaotian also recognized this woman.
The flying birds in the Eighteen Demon Tower.
Gu Xiaotian asked: "What are you doing here?"
Feiniao pretended to be sad and said: "How can you say that I am half your benefactor? Is this your attitude towards your benefactor?"
At that time in the Demon Tower, Feiniao had avenged Gu Xiaotian, captured Gu Laosan, and killed Gu Laosan, so it was not too much to say that she was half of Gu Xiaotian's benefactor.
Gu Xiaotian didn't understand what Feiniao meant, but his hand had already grasped the scabbard.
Feiniao didn't pay attention to Gu Xiaotian's actions. He just looked at the two corpses on the ground and said, "What a bunch of trash. They can't even catch a little baby. They deserve to die."
Leng Qingqiu took the first step to protect Gu Xiaotian. The long sword in his hand was already half unsheathed, and he said in a bad tone: "If you want to fight, just fight, no need to talk nonsense."
Feiniao looked at Leng Qingqiu's face and felt a little jealous.
This girl is very pretty.
Women and women.
The situation is tense.
But Feiniao never made a move. Instead, he said speechlessly: "Do we have to fight?"
Leng Qingqiu asked doubtfully: "Otherwise?"
Asuka spun around in a circle, shook his sleeves, and said with a smile, "I don't have any weapons with me. If we really fight, I'm no match for you."
None of them understood Asuka's true intention.
But there was one thing Leng Qingqiu had confirmed repeatedly.
The realm of Asuka is indeed not high, it can even be said to be very low.
Even among those monsters, he could probably only be ranked at a mid-to-low level.
But Leng Qingqiu also knew that in the Demon Tower, she was the highest-ranking person imprisoned, so she could not be judged solely by her level. Who knew what strange tricks she might have.
At this time, Feiniao had already walked up step by step and crossed his arms on his chest.
Seeing Feiniao's steps, Leng Qingqiu had already drawn his long sword and shouted loudly: "If you come one step closer, this sword will be on your head."
Feiniao quickly spread his hands and pressed them again to signal, "Don't be nervous. You have to shout at the top of your lungs when standing so far away. I just want to get closer."
Seeing that Leng Qingqiu couldn't put down his sword, Feiniao had no choice but to stop and said aggrievedly: "Is this okay?"
The scene here is completely different.
If we say that the battlefields elsewhere are filled with flashes of swords and shadows, with blood splattering everywhere.
On the contrary, the place seems peaceful. If you didn't know better, you might think that these people are old friends who haven't seen each other for many years and are here to reminisce about the past.
Feiniao looked at the battlefield in the distance, then looked at the expressions of the three of them, and said with a smile: "What? Are you anxious to go over and help?"
Leng Qingqiu naturally stopped beating around the bush and said coldly: "If you don't want to fight, get out of here."
Feiniao clicked his tongue and said, "It's not okay for a woman to be so fierce. I can let you go."
Leng Qingqiu raised his feet and was about to leave.
"But he has to stay."
