The Danqing Wenren of Thunderbolt

() "Do you think there will be a purple kit for you today?!"

Hearing the arrogant words at the first glance, the shame of yesterday was still in his eyes, Xiu Wannian was furious, he stepped on the spot, and a deep crack went straight to the place where Qi Luren was standing.Facing the fierce attack, Qi Luren didn't dare to be careless, and suddenly inserted the cloth bag into the ground to test the depth of Dengdie's skill.

The first time he tried the move, the deep marks stopped in front of him, but Qi Luren retreated a few steps.Knowing that Xiu Wannian's foundation is above himself, the passers-by sighed in a low voice: This Xiu Wannian can finally use the name of Emperor Wu to discuss the Dao with his seniors for decades, how can he be Yi Yi's generation?This time is not good, but there is no way back!

"Hmph, moths fly and butterflies dance!"

No matter what Qi Luren thinks, Xiu Wannian swears to break Qi Lu's life, he will not leave any room for a move, and the next move is the trick to become famous.Stomping on the ground with both feet, he leaped forward, and the poisonous phosphorous powder in the palm of his palm was accompanied by sharp palm force, and directly aimed at the face of the passer-by.

In front of the crisis, Qi Luren responded calmly without fear, and suddenly unfolded the cloth bag in his hand, blocking the poisonous powder in front of him, and then hit with a backhand, one of the six styles of wind and thunder, turning yellow and turning green in response.However, to Qi Luren's surprise, even though he had been prepared for a long time, Xiu Wannian's next move was a shocking sword move that had never been seen before.

"Points fall in all directions!"

Hearing Xiu Wannian's contemptuous sneer, he tossed the half-truncated sword tightly in his hand, and the sword pierced through the air very quickly!As soon as one move is made, the sword energy instantly falls to the ground like stars, and the sword path rushes like flowing clouds, blocking the escape route of Qi passers-by.The sharp sword pierced through the cloth bag with great force, and the sword edge slashed across the face of the passer-by, leaving a bloody shallow mark!

"Sword Curtain Lamp!"

Although it was an unexpected move, Qi Luren remained unruffled in the face of danger.In a hurry, the damaged cloth bag turned into a soft sword again, swaying and blocking all kinds of changes.However, I don't know the ingenuity of Wuhuang's sword, but within a short time, Qi Luren's wrists, chest and abdomen have been injured in many places, and he is at a disadvantage!

"Sure enough, several landlords and hall masters died at your hands."

A few strands of blood remained on the side of his mouth, Qi Passerby coughed softly.This sword technique has never been used by Xiu Wannian before, but it is similar to the scars on the corpse some time ago.Emperor Wu's swordsmanship fell into the hands of Deng Die like a guess. Should he be thankful that he was able to find out the truth, or lament the extraordinary luck of Deng Die?

"That's right! I got the Emperor Wu's sword move, Qi Luren, are you surprised? Ha, after I get rid of you and Zhao Shiyuan, and then act in the name of the Emperor Wu, there will be no one in the whole world to contend with!"

After defeating the enemy with one move, he knew that Qi Luren was definitely not his opponent, so Xiu Wannian was determined.Qi Luren came to die alone, what a fool!Asking himself that the winning ticket is in his hands, Deng Die's mouth is full of sarcasm and complacency: "Qi Luren, it seems that you can only die today!"

"Emperor Wu's sword moves are really extraordinary, but do you think Qi Luren hasn't improved in these days?! Wind and Thunder Jiuqu Yellow River Wanlisha!"

Things have come to a dead end at this moment, and Qi Luren's original intention was to fight with his back.Even if the situation is unfavorable, so what? !In a short period of time, he hastily acquired strange moves and subtle moves, but Qi Luren has already integrated them into his own martial arts foundation.The cloth bag is infused with majestic power, and the thunderous trend is the first level in the ten thousand year project!

Fast, accurate, unstoppable!If it weren't for Qi Luren's weak foundation, Xiu Wannian would never have dared to block the opponent's move head-on.The half-cut sword rotates in the air, accumulating strength to meet the enemy.Taking a deep breath, Dengdie lifted her body and jumped away from the spot!

"Peng Piao Ping turn!"

Xiu Wannian fiercely counterattacked, the two great skills converged in one place, instantly splitting the ground by several feet, and the top of the mountain was cut like a flat ground.One relies on the strangeness of tricks, and the other upholds the deep foundation.Leaving wounds in the chest and abdomen, Xiu Wannian self-proclaimed the key point to prevent the injury from erupting. Seeing Qi Luren's miserable situation, he laughed loudly: "Is this your trump card? Qi Luren, what other tricks do you have, why not use it together!"

After Qi Luren exchanged injuries for injuries, his injuries were so severe that he was bleeding profusely, his clothes were torn like starvation, and he was already unstable.Deep in a desperate situation, Qi Luren shook his head and smiled lightly: "Dengdie, Qi Luren never expects success from others. Although I am seriously injured, you can't leave this place today!"

"Kyogen! Let me take your life and see if you can still laugh out loud!"

"You made a mistake. Qi Luren is just a vengeful ghost at this moment! As long as you die, it doesn't matter if you are dragged to hell with you!"

The wanton laughter of passers-by reveals the desolation of strangers.Deng Die has been cultivating for thousands of years, don't you know that Qi Luren always advocates not being afraid of sacrifice in order to achieve the goal?Even if it's my own life this time, what's the matter? !Too much power has blinded your eyes and blinded your heart, and you have long been unable to see the way forward!

Looking at him with a disgusted mocking smile, Xiu Wannian suddenly felt uneasy. Now and here, why should he still have confidence?What on earth is he relying on!Does he have any cards that he doesn't know about?Impossible, this is impossible!Before long, Qi Luren's next move shattered Xiu Wannian's last luck!

A pitch-black rusty sword, no more than the length of a palm, was slowly pulled out of the shattered cloth bag by the passer-by.Even if he is not a sword cultivator, Qi Luren already has the ability to use the divine sword just by relying on his martial arts skills.Sighing in self-mocking, he never thought that holding Ye Xiaochai's life back then and holding the Heavenly Excalibur would be the chance to win at this moment.Deng Die has been cultivating for thousands of years, it seems that the way of heaven will eventually run in a certain way, and the sky will not let everyone not stay!

"Holding the Heavenly Excalibur, Qi Luren you!"

"Sky-Booming Lightning Strike!"

Don't wait for thousands of years to talk nonsense, the last move exhausts all the efforts of the passers-by.The six forms of wind and thunder are integrated into one, and all of them are integrated into the world-shaking power of the Excalibur.The short and vulgar sword erupted with an irresistible shocking blow, turned into a sky-high awn and slashed down, no matter how high the mountain was, it seemed insignificant under this blow!

Unable to understand why there is such strength under such a severely injured body, Xiu Wannian's figure instantly moved to kill Qi Luren first.Clinker's last sword strike was actually slower than his reaction.Before he had time to take precautions, the Qingtian Excalibur pierced through Xiu Wannian's left half of his body!

Unprepared for a move, unprecedented huge damage... Xiu Wannian is not ordinary, how can you sit and wait for death? The vicious eyes of prey flashed fierce and poisonous, and the half-cut sword urged Yuanli again.

"It was you who forced me! Extreme Killing Endless Sword!"

Jianmang broke his arm, and with a palm imprint on his heart, the person who flew upside down fell off the cliff, but there was no sign of defeat.How could this sword be so pleasant, after ten thousand years of cultivation...you can't live!The passing wind blew away the blood and sticky wet hair, and a thousand thoughts flashed through the minds of the passers-by.Brother, Zijin Nang, I... finally did it!Cilang, for not agreeing to the contract to delay the war, please...forgive me!Physically and mentally weak, Qi Luren spread out his remaining left arm, letting the blood sprinkle in the air.When his consciousness was clouded, Jun Wei, who was resisting in his heart, suddenly burst out, supporting his heavy body.Coughing out a mouthful of bright red, Qi Luren's last thought... only, unyielding!

"It's over, ha, it's over! The one who survives is my cultivation of ten thousand years, it's my cultivation of ten thousand years!"

On the cliff, laughing wildly is a mockery of those who fell down the cliff, but the butterfly man couldn't stop vomiting red at this moment!Just now that sword pierced the heart and lungs, and the strange strength poured into the whole body.An inexplicable fear came to his heart, and Xiu Wannian couldn't hide his panic.If you can't die, how can you die in this place?The hegemony has not yet been completed, and the ambition has not yet been revealed!Xiu Wannian struggled to get up, but his greed drove him to bend down again, and picked up a broken arm that was holding on to the Qingtian Excalibur.He had to find a famous doctor for treatment as soon as possible, as long as he found a phantom warrior, he could still be saved!Can't die, can't die!

While panicked and restless, the entire volcano became active at this moment, and the karst rolled over in an instant, sparks shot everywhere, and the sound of mourning rang in the ears.Who is this... who is crying, who is angry? !Fear of death has disturbed her mind, Deng Die is heartbroken, and there is only one word in her mind, escape, the farther you escape, the better!

Running on the mountain road, the panic-stricken people stumbled and fled all the way in a panic, but they ran into the person they least wanted to see.The corpses all over the ground are all dead men who were carefully cultivated, but none of them survived.It seemed to announce the end of Xiu Wannian's life!

A bright white body, a bright lamp, illuminating the clear shadow of the bright lamp in the world, standing in the pool of blood, as if urging the king of Hades.An unbelievable scene loomed in front of his eyes, Xiu Wannian panicked and said: "According to Shiyuan, how is this possible! How could you start killing, how could you kill all the phantom warriors?!"

Glancing at the things in Xiu Wannian's hands, the light that illuminates the world shakes my heart.The hand is here, the sword is here, the butterfly is here, but what about the passerby?An unspoken answer came to mind.The look of grief on his face was uncontrollable, he had never been angry all year round to illuminate the world as a lamp, and the lamp in his hand was burning like a flame at this moment!Why don't you wait for me for a while, why, Qi Luren, how can you do this? !

His eyes met the glaring eyes, Xiu Wannian didn't dare to ask why the Phantom Warrior was so vulnerable, he staggered a few steps and shouted loudly: "No, you can't kill me! I'm your elder brother, Lingdie, how could you do anything to me !"

"Spirit Butterfly Zhao Shiyuan... already died on the day of Flying Butterfly Palace..."

He always spoke kindly and kindly, but in Xiu Wannian's ears it was like the voice of death sentence, he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy: "Zhaoshimingdeng, I know I'm guilty, I'm willing to repent, please let me go, let me go once! "

"It's not a spirit butterfly. Today's Cilang is just one of the thirteen ways of Taoism, the innocent king. It is his duty to get rid of the troubles of the troubled times, and to kill demons and evil!"

"Lingdie Zhaoshiyuan, you can't do it!"

"It's late... late, late! Daowei Wuji!"

Three beeps late, the late one is not the fake repentance of Deng Die, but a self-blame and lament for being one step late.Sighing in grief, lamps turn into Taiji Liangyi, soft palms receive strength and breathe out force, Haoran Tianguang immediately descends into the world, breaking through the ten-thousand-year life-threatening move.The moment he passed by, the blood-colored figure rose from the ground, and fell into the dust after a moment...

The person who landed slowly, his vision gradually blurred.Reminiscing about the past, a bit self-deprecating and a bit unwilling.After more than a hundred years in the rivers and lakes, maybe the ending of dying at the hands of his own brother is not bad?At the beginning, for his own plot, he sacrificed the brothers of the Heavenly Butterfly League without blinking an eye.Is today's break and final singing the retribution of heaven and earth?No... I am the only one who loses the world, how can I let the world lose me? !As a hero, how could he regret it so much?

Stranger at the end laughed wildly, but his blood-stained hand stretched out unconsciously, and then fell to the ground in vain.The dazzling whiteness of the wrong body has finally become a luxury that is unattainable in this life.Butterflies, butterflies, just like the name suggests, will eventually be moths flying to the flames.You have to blame yourself, you can't blame others, you gamble with your life, you are conceited and undefeated, and your life's ambitions will eventually come to naught!

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Illuminating the world's bright lights on the lonely peak, staring sadly.With one sword and one arm, I searched everywhere but there was no corpse. I don't want to believe that the passer-by will really die. Without a corpse, there is still life...

Knowing that such a major event has happened, Jijing can no longer stay, although Illuminating the Light is helpless, I can only go to the Liuli Wonderland with a little hope.Turning his back and leaving, the volcano behind him exploded suddenly at this moment, and the mighty power shook his mind.The power of Peiran that swept across the Jijing shocked the eighteenth floor of the six halls of the Sangong!

Supporting the fainted man with one hand, Ye Shi Bingquan, who was closest to the crater, took a light step back under the impact of energy.Slightly squinting the tiger's eyes revealed a rare interest.Emperor Wu, save time for your last play!The ribbon flutters, and he looks down at the dying person beside him.As I said, no one in the world can refuse Ye Shi's military power!Knowing that Qi Luren would be hopeless if he didn't save him, Ye Shibing's authoritative martial figure disappeared in an instant.At the same time, Zhaoshi Mingdeng retreated a hundred feet away, watching the changes.

The volcanic eruption intensified, and the smoke and flying rocks filled the air!After a short period of silence, a huge boulder flew out of the rock pit and exploded in the air. The fiery red figure suddenly sprang out, the sharp and domineering gaze seemed to penetrate the barrier of space, and the angry laughter was deafening!

Destroyed Realm Prison Pond, a place of blood and gloom surges with a different evil glow than before; a slowly flowing river of black and white, in the main hall of the Demon Realm, a black-faced man who looks like Zhong Kui pats the seat, with thick eyebrows and glaring eyes!

The three divine senses collided in mid-air, but in the end they fell together towards the Yundu Mountain, which stands proudly and proudly in the Central Plains.The menacing threat is ahead, but the Buddha is unwavering, and the dust blows lightly to cut off the temptations of the three parties. Why are the squinting eyes afraid of evil in the chaotic world?

"The world is like chess, the universe is unpredictable, and the heroes are all laughing!"

"The universe is like an illusion, the clouds and waves are treacherous, crying all over the knights, and the martial arts world is called the emperor."

The changed title of the poem and the leisurely voice no longer used to indicate the future changes in the friendship between the two parties.It's a death sentence, it's a conspiracy, only God knows!On the top of Yundu mountain, there is an ominous sign in the heart of a page of books, and the slight frown of brows implies compassion and determination.

"Fellow Daoist, Martial Emperor!"