The enemy of comprehension is the sword

Chapter 109

Although the white twilight crow has done a lot on the surface, the fact that the situation is overwhelmingly unfavorable is a reality that must be faced squarely.

After a life-and-death fight with Mingzhu Chenchen, the strength and hole cards she can still use are only a handful, and she is so shabby and pitiful that even she herself can't bear to look at it.

With such a disabled state, it is undoubtedly a nightmare-level difficulty to escape with a woman who is dying.

After all, the opponent is "she".

They have coexisted and co-existed since birth, even if the hermit cultivation method taught by "she" in the dream is removed, and before the separation of Burning Soul and cleansing sins, "she" knows the roots of many moves created by Bai Muya.

Where are there flaws that cannot be corrected, and where are easily overlooked in battle.

It seems that these key points related to victory or defeat have been grasped, even if the strength is weak, it will be very uncomfortable to fight.

What's more, "she" is not weak in any way.

"Sword, Netherworld."

The long-sealed sword art of the Yin clan changes the sky and the earth the moment it emerges.

The dark moon hangs high in the sky, the throne is stained with blood under the lacquer night, and a desperate state of red rain pours out, spreading the four fields with ancient and incomprehensible grievances and sorrows.

For the life and death of the one in his heart, he strives to win or lose with a single sword. Bai Muya holds the sword to expand the realm, and it is the ultimate ultimate move that will never return.

"Hehe, it's a very familiar scene."

Casually looking at the sword realm covering a hundred miles around, Nan Sixian nodded approvingly and said, "Not bad, not bad, I thought you wouldn't need these after falling in love."

Her tone was so condescending that she didn't pay attention to others at all.

When Bai Muya heard the words, a humiliating anger surged in his heart, the martial arts all over his body became more extreme, and the point of the sword's edge reproduced the chilling golem!

The violent killing obsession, regardless of enemy or friend, impacts the sea of ​​consciousness of all people in the sword realm.

The wailing wind, like purgatory, reverberates endlessly in the ears, dissipates and destroys the aura of body protection, and it is difficult to raise the breath in the body of the suppressing skill.

Immediately afterwards, Dan saw the Absolute Beginning Sword glowing like billows.

One sword splits thousands of feet, and the sword style of no defense but offense is full of ghosts, and there seems to be no place to avoid it.

Just like the ghost king of the ghosts, the soul is irresistible.

however.

Burning Soul cleansed his sins and cut the light away, Nan Sixian took the initiative to step into the overwhelming sword energy storm, stepping on the end of the sword's flaws everywhere with unpredictable footsteps.

Condensing Qi into Shadow, Sword Sealing Wushuang.

The red evil sword light slashed and slanted, flickered on and off.

The light movements without a trace of mist, each step is chaotic and chaotic, but it is all exquisite and flawless that is difficult to backhand.

The sword path that was deliberately changed, but it was still completely ineffective!

"It's boring." Nan Sixian sighed softly, twirled his toes, and gathered the shadow of the sword in his hand out of thin air, pointing at the white twilight crow that seemed to be sent to his door impartially.

Clang!

The moment the magic soldiers were handed over, dust rose all over the sky.

Senhanshaxue's Nether Killing Sword met with a simple straight thrust with concentrated force.

The result was——

The pervasive soul-burning fire that gnawed at the flaws devoured the power of the demon, who was unable to accomplish the intermittent killing moves.

The sharp red sword tip spiraled around, powerfully shaking the water-colored Dao Sword Taichu!

A scene of gorgeous and unspeakable blood sprinkled on the ground is too beautiful.

Take the move with confidence.

Nan Sixian, who seemed to have seen the result a long time ago, had an evil light in his eyes, and said sarcastically, "Fools pretending to be smart, you will change the sword moves that have been thoroughly understood, but I won't..."

Of course, I know that you can definitely catch the flaws.

Therefore, such a sword path... might work!

Before the proud words were finished, the mutation rose sharply, and in the misty dust and mist, a hidden murderous intent, like a bloodthirsty beast, tore through the darkness and jumped out.

Unexpectedly, Nan Sixian, who had a gloomy face, was about to swing his sword to deal with it, but found that the burning soul, which was stained with the blood of the White Mucrow, had been firmly nailed to the ground by bright red chains.

next glance.

Cold heart, calm no longer!

What he saw in front of him in astonishment was the white-clothed, blood-soaked ferocious beast, which was silently bullying into his arms like a ghost.

A pair of horrifying vertical pupils, the fundus of the eyes is sharp, the blood is as diffuse as the essence, and the trembling demon atmosphere is all over the body, killing the whole body, and the power of obsession distorts the space.

Ghost Emperor, no matter how downcast he is, he is still a Ghost Emperor!

Even though he is currently in a state where his body is incomplete, every ounce of strength should be saved.

But just honestly and labor-savingly using the sword moves taught by the other party, and reluctantly fighting back and forth with "her" is just lingering.

With such a cowardly and incompetent option, the White Dusk Crow never had the possibility to choose from the very beginning.

The reason why she made a sword move that she knew would not work was to bet on the moment when Nan Sixian would break the move——

"Mo Lan, the wild goose shadow reciprocates...Duan Xiyue!"

A gloomy and hoarse voice kicked off the start of the raging waves of magic.

The white twilight crow, who has not yet shown its roots, rushes in, with a steady pace, the arm surrounded by black air sinks, and the close wrist hits Nan Sixian's right hand holding the sword. crime.

Followed by.

Chasing after the woman who was staggered back by the overwhelming force, he did not let go.

A fist is as tight as a fist, and one palm sticks to another.

Every punch and kick accurately hit the main meridian points, and the surging demon energy exploded layer by layer, forcing Nan Sixian to neither dodge nor resist.

The long hair is flying, domineering and stunning.

Mo Lan's wild goose shadow gradually became heavier and heavier.

Unknowingly, the surrounding area is already surrounded by a stream of devilish energy swirling like a tornado, and everything around it is under the control of the Ghost Emperor.

"drink!!"

Two shadows of identities, one in front and one behind.

Finally found the gap where Nan Sixian's recovery was stagnant. On the contrary, the mirror image version of Baimu Crow stepped on the ground suddenly, arousing layers of air waves. Wrist, luck hit shoulder.

Continuously destroying the power of the gods, with the muffled sound of wind and thunder, the palms, wrists, elbows, and shoulders gradually impacted on Nan Sixian's chest and back where the spiritual energy had not yet reached.

The completely dazed woman flew into the air like a sandbag with blood exploding all over her body following the huge impact.

But this is not over yet.

At the same time, the third figure that disintegrated jumped to the top at the same time. While twisting its waist and body, the beautiful big gyration pushed away the destructive dragon-shaped gust of wind, turning it into a fatal blow to the heart!

boom! ! !

No mistakes.

Ghost Emperor's ultimate move, Yan Ying reciprocating to break Xiyue, completely exploded!

The kick exploded with blood spraying the sky, and the life-stricken figures repeatedly smashed a huge hole across a hundred miles on the side of the spiritual vein.

The outcome has been seen.

"Cough...!!!" Bai Muya lowered his head slightly and coughed out a large mouthful of vermilion, but the solemn expression on his face slowly relaxed.

Dead.

Taking this move without any precautions, it is absolutely impossible for even "her" to survive...

Convinced so deeply, Guidi, who was vomiting blood in his mouth, turned around and walked towards Mingzhu Chenchen with eyes full of warmth and love.

———The trouble is solved, please bear with me, I will take you home right now.

It's a pity, I have to say that it is really a compulsory course for life-and-death battles to make up the knife well and don't stand up FLAG blindly.

Bai Muya had just taken two or three steps when he felt an irresistible surge of spiritual power coming from his vest, and the world in his eyes suddenly seemed to explode, turning blood red.

Drawing a high parabola, she fell to the side of Mingzhu and Chenchen, and a sullen and angry complaint came from her ear.

"You bastard, you dare to scheme against me!" Nan Sixian rubbed his clearly innocent chest with a distorted face, "Stop playing, stop playing!"

how is this possible……? !

Why would she stand up again when her life was extinguished...? !

Weakly lying on the ground, Bai Mu Crow's eyes trembled, and there was a gurgling sound in his throat. He struggled to open his mouth but couldn't speak.

Seeing this scene out of the corner of his eye, Nan Sixian finally stopped rubbing his chest and raised the corners of his lips: "Are you surprised? Why am I still alive when I must die?"

Slowly brushing the dust all over his body in a tantalizing manner.

Brushing away the messy bangs on her forehead, she casually threw out a small exquisite crystal bottle, which was smashed to pieces without hesitation.

"What's this called? What kind of pill is it?" The index finger shrugged charmingly between his lips, and he lifted his foot to reveal the golden pill full of immortality. There are so many tasks, one of the rewards I withheld. As for the effect, you can see it now, it is very boring to strengthen the skills on the basis of saving lives."

Help!

She said so much, Bai Muya only listened to these two words.

————If she can get this, Mingzhu and Chenchen will be saved...she will be saved!

"Give... um, me..." Putting his hands on the ground, he tried to stand up, the few scales overflowing between his lips and teeth, full of obsession, "Give it... to me!!!!!!!"

"Hehe, don't you even say "Zhen"?" Nan Sixian smiled evilly in a low voice, narrowing her eyes and staring at Bai Muya who repeatedly got up and fell down again and again, "It seems that I really want to, Then..."

After prolonging the ending, she stepped on it crazily again, crushing all the golden pills: "It's more interesting, isn't it?"

No……! ! ! ! ! !

The light of hope crosses the shallow ray and sinks into the abyss of despair.

The foot crushed on the golden core was like a sharp knife stepping on the heart, Bai Muya's beautiful eyes widened, and his fingertips miraculously drew another wild goose of devilish energy towards Nan Sixian.

Of course, despite being a miracle, such a weak blow is completely impossible to defeat the opponent.

Caught off guard, what Yan Guo Wuhen did was to melt two bloodstains on Nan Sixian's face.

"Inferior bastard, are you so impatient to die!"

She was so careless that she couldn't even dodge this, and the brows of "she" burst into anger, her hands opened wide like circles, and she asked the Immortal Key Space to release a huge stone demon god.

"What ghost emperor, what guide, feed the monsters to my old lady!"

With a frantic sound, the Sleeping Demon God roared across the world, and after the initial riot was suppressed by the holder, only killing remained in the catastrophe of the alien world.

All of a sudden, there were thunderclouds in the sky, and the astonishingly powerful two-arm attack mercilessly aimed at Bai Muya and Mingzhu Zhechen who couldn't even move.

There is nowhere to escape and no power to resist. Seeing the final curtain between the hero and the villain, Nan Sixian standing behind the demon god flashed a smug look in his eyes.

———Look! ! !

———What kind of heavenly immortals, what kind of world-destroyers and supreme demons, are nothing but ants in front of me! ! ! !

But see!

The sky is filled with snow and ink, and the world is full of poison and mist.

The snow falling all over the sky covered the world, half a touch of green ink melted into thousands of swords to follow, misty clouds and smoke dispersed across the eyes, and the rhyme was three-pointed red, tearing apart the proud holy road.

"The sword is nameless, the person is nameless, and the dream book is lonely. Ask the heavens, where will all the snow fall? In this life... there is only the sword."

"Xiaoyue falls, Su Yunwei, speechless pillows are frequent, the sun is full, Surabaya is quiet, Qingyu... the sound of poison."

Two soft chant rakugo with different styles, against the backdrop of———

One person clears the way with a calm sword, the other has a feathered blade like a moon, and the two equally beautiful people, each holding an incomparable majesty, subvert the killing field between immortals and demons!

The author has something to say: It's quite early, probably...

Additional settings:

1. Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, such a reckless Ghost Emperor Bai Muya is unexpectedly a person who fights with his brain? !

2. It's a pity, let me tell you that you can run a few blocks with FLAG, but you don't make up the knife.

3. As the heroine, Master Sixian actually has a lot of things to do, such as all kinds of unusual task rewards, such as the space and training center like asking the fairy key, but they are all cut off...

4. The ghost emperor rushed to the street + 1, Jixue and the high priest finally came. As for why the two people who were planning to come here came so late together, it was naturally because they pinched each other when they met on the road, you messed with me, I fucked you Made a fight~