The first one to fight back was You Chuhong. She was the number one master of the Dugu Clan and was already eighty years old. Why should she be so precious about her life when she was an old man like Fengzhu? Besides, running away would lead to death, and waiting would also lead to death. Why not fight back?
As Tianjun said: Although there is no way to survive, it is still better than waiting to die!
When You Chuhong was sixty years old, she abandoned her sword and used a staff, and created her own cloak staff technique. At this moment, she led thirty-three swordsmen trained by herself and attacked the man together.
She jumped up, struck down in the air, and used the cloak staff technique with the jasper staff. The moves were both hard and soft. Each move contained changes in various weapons such as whips, swords, knives, sticks, spears, etc.
The jasper staff let out a scream, like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's roar, and in a blink of an eye, seven of her staffs were behind her, but each of her staffs was illusory, and she still could not touch half of the man's clothes.
The seven sticks failed, You Chuhong was startled and frightened on the spot!
In front of her, behind her, left and right, no one within ten feet was standing upright! There was no one alive around her. The thirty-three swordsmen she had personally trained all fell to the ground. There was a blood mark on each of their throats. It was a knife mark!
You Chuhong's whole body was cold. When she raised her head, she saw that the person she could not touch was standing in front of her. She looked at his face, and then she saw...
His eyes were very light, as if he looked down on all living beings in the world.
His smile was very light, as if he was mocking the world!
He despised the world, he mocked the world, saw that look in his eyes, saw that smile, and then there was a flash of sword...
After the sword light passed, the world turned into chaos, and consciousness quietly stopped.
You Chuhong followed her thirty-three swordsmen and fell to the ground together, losing her life.
The palace road suddenly stopped, and the battlefield was silent.
Corpses piled up like dirt, blood flowed into rivers, and there was still a person standing in the river of corpses, soil and blood; his clothes were still spotless, his face was still so gentle and calm, his wind spirit, his expression, and the smile on his face were still the same Nothing has changed, but he has made people afraid to look directly at him.
A transcendent sentient being, not belonging to the mortal world, holding all the power in the world, how could such a person come to be!
After everyone witnessed and experienced it with their own eyes, they finally understood what kind of existence and how powerful the Heavenly King, who had been circulated for nearly three hundred years like a myth, was. !
Looking at the 'two great masters' who were still standing still, he walked forward and said softly: "In the world at that time, there was Sun En, there was Xiang Yutian, there was Mu Qingliu, and now here we are. But what are the ‘three great masters’ in the world?”
Not sarcasm, not sneer, just sigh...
The two great masters did not move again because they understood better than others that they would not escape death if they dared to move. They want to take action and survive, and they are always looking for the opportunity to take action.
But the whole body of Tianjun seems to represent a kind of power that is close to the universe. It has no beginning and no end, is seamless, and is huge. That is the pinnacle of martial arts. It is something that cannot be resisted by humans and cannot be balanced by force. It is heaven and man. realm.
For anyone under his scimitar, there is no distinction between you and me, no difference between good and bad, no level of martial arts, no distinction between high and low; no matter who it is, it is just one sword, only one sword, under the Miaoyun sword, all living beings are equal. !
The fact was right in front of them. The two great masters finally saw farther and clearer than others. They were actually waiting to die.
The two of them are waiting for death, so what about others?
The deepest fear and the strongest will to die turned into the most fearless courage. They made the final counterattack with the will to die, reaching the extreme of terror and the peak of fear, still seeking a glimmer of hope.
Yu Wenhuaji led Yuwen Wudi and Yuwen Chengdu to attack Tianjun directly, while Dou Jiande and Du Fuwei hid behind Tianjun, Meng Jiigong jumped up in the air from top to bottom, and finally Dugu Feng and Liu Heitai were separated, and unfolded. A move attack.
Xu Ziling was about to shout to stop, but everyone saw the light of the sword first.
The blade of the sword is already red, and the sword's light is bright.
The sword's light was brilliant, and when the brilliant sword's light swept across, the earth and the sky seemed to have lost their color.
The sword light reflected a red river, winding and flowing; the bright sword light turned again, and suddenly turned into a cold light, and the light suddenly exploded, like the colorful red leaves, like the shining stars. suddenly.
The stars are falling and the fallen leaves are flying.
Then, the eight people flew upside down together, flying eight feet away, and then fell to the ground together, becoming motionless. No one knows what happened, whether the person is dead or alive, no one knows the answer, but the answer comes soon.
The eight people who were lying motionless on the ground suddenly had countless knife marks all over their bodies. Blood flew out and splashed everywhere. The eight people who were originally perfect people suddenly became inhuman and inhuman. Soak the whole body.
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die!
This scene is absolutely miserable! Also gorgeous! Very shocking!
Another knife, another move, and in just a split second, the eight of them died together.
The blade is redder and the color of the knife is brighter...
At this moment, all the fearlessness was gone, and all the courage was gone.
His feet didn't stop, his steps didn't stop, he paced slowly and casually, still moving forward, and he became careless again. Because everyone has stopped moving. The remaining more than 3,000 people have extinguished the fire in their hearts and have extinguished their thoughts of life. More than 3,000 people are waiting to die!
What kind of despair and desperation did you go through to reach this point!
Bi Xuan looked at Tianjun. The proud and proud look he had earlier no longer existed, and his leisurely look had also disappeared, but there was no trace of fear on his face. His expression was like the calmness restored after experiencing a storm, and his eyes were hot, eager, admiring, and fascinated.
Ning Daoqi, like a waning old man, said slowly: "Did the Heavenly Master die at the hands of the Lord?"
Walking around casually, he said, "Not bad."
Ning Daoqi finally asked a mystery that had been buried deep in his heart and remained unsolved for hundreds of years: "But where is the corpse of the Heavenly Master? After the battle in Miao Miao, the Lord returned, but the Heavenly Master was nowhere to be seen, not even his body. Stay, so why?”
Randomly said: "He succeeded! After Guang Chengzi, Sun En also broke through the sky and the earth, but when he broke through the air and left, he died under my sword, so you can't find his body."
Ning Daoqi suddenly realized, and murmured: "Refining essence to transform into Qi, refining Qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to the void, refining the void to combine with the Tao... I see, that's it! The ninth level of Huangtian Dafa can refine the heart and return the void to the true state. The Tao ascends.”
Random didn't respond, he stopped, but his knife was gone.
The scimitar really disappeared, and suddenly no one could see the Miaoyun knife in his hand. It was clearly in his hand just now, but now it was gone, but his hand was still holding it like that, as if he was holding a knife. An invisible knife.
The Miao Yun Dao disappears into itself and escapes into nothingness...
The bright moon has not yet risen, and it is the darkest time in the world at this moment. In this darkness, an extremely desolate and sad atmosphere suddenly appears between the heaven and the earth.
This breath is like an invisible hand or an invisible mountain, strangling everyone's throats and pressing on everyone's backs, almost suffocating and difficult to relieve!
Depressed and depressed, it makes people feel like they are falling into the void, and their whole body has no boundaries, and it is difficult to exert all their strength.
Xu Ziling's eyes were like blood and he shouted: "Stop!"
He shouted angrily, and immediately activated the negative energy in his body, rushing forward; Kou Zhong passed by him, secretly channeling the righteous energy. The two of them were still and moved, positive and negative, sword and sword, which was in line with the laws of nature.
The two of them changed shapes and positions, just like birds flying in the forest and fish jumping in the blue stream, they were natural and integrated.
Under the pressure of this aura, the two people's skills exploded. They use Qi to control the sword, and use God to control the sword. The forward and reverse are intertwined, one is positive and the other is reverse, the combination of hardness and softness is continuous. The sword energy and sword energy stir up each other, forming a very terrifying move that is unmatched!
But the hand was raised.
Raise one hand high in the air, holding an invisible knife, and swing it down.
There is no sword light, the sword has lost its light, the sword has lost its shadow, the sword has become invisible. There is only the sword energy in heaven and earth that annihilates all living beings and shatters mountains and rivers. There is only the sword intention in heaven and earth that controls all things between life and death.
With one strike of the sword, the spirit disappeared, Xu Ziling turned into a flash of red, and Kou Zhong turned into a rain of blood. Wherever the invisible sword energy passed, there were no bones left, the spirit was gone, everything disappeared, only dozens of wipes of pink remained, only There were dozens of pieces of blood rain left.
Suddenly, there was a crack on the palace road, like a ditch or a natural chasm, extending into the distance, extending thirty feet straight, climbing up the city wall and submerging into the sentry tower.
Suddenly there was a loud "boom", the city wall burst open, a huge hole opened, earth and rocks flew away, and the watchtower on the city also collapsed.
The eyes of those who were still alive were all about to burst. They were simply frightened, extremely frightened, and extremely shocked.
Another random sweep...
With one knife, Lang Yu was wiped out, and everything in the surrounding area was wiped out.
His hands were "empty", but what he pulled out was the power of heaven and earth, and what he brought out was actually the magic of ghosts and gods!
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Yesterday I was thinking about fighting scenes, and I wrote a lot. I couldn’t help but delete and delete them after rereading them. I felt stupid while reading about the back and forth with the current protagonist, so I really didn’t know how to write it down yesterday.
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