I have a passive skill.

Two fingers can shatter Gou Wuyue's picking ladder.

At this moment, Sang Lao stretched out a whole arm!

A completely scorched black arm with extremely high temperature without even a trace of flesh color!

"Cuckoo..."

The figure of Yu Lingdi in front of him struggled rapidly and twisted.

His fuzzy facial contours were looming, and there was panic in his eyes, but with all his strength, he turned into a mouth, spit out a little black light, and roared.

"Old man, do you really think you can kill me, Yu Lingdi? I still have evil crimes in my hands..."

laugh!

Black hand blade cut across.

It was supposed to be a splash.

But Gou Wuyue, who floated over, and Xu Xiaoshou, who was swept away by the battle, could clearly see them.

The elemental body, in front of the absolute power of the sleeveless and red scorched hand, really seemed to be completely useless.

Blood sprayed and sprayed one after another.

With one hand.

At the same moment when Yu Lingdi was decapitated, his whole body and splashed blood were vaporized on the spot, and he didn't even give him half a minute of reaction time.

Sang Lao lowered his arms, nodded his head, and sniffed under the straw hat.

"People who are about to die, why bother?"

The scene was extremely silent.

Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

He watched from a distance, and he didn't understand why the names of other saint slaves were so iconic.

Storyteller, old woodcutter, Eighth Sword Immortal...

Dudu Sang Lao is just an ordinary word "sleeveless".

But what I saw today is the figure of the old man in the straw hat who dared to slash his close relatives in front of the Seven Swords Immortal, his scorched black hands, and the coir raincoat sleeve robe that could not even be protected by the Dao of God because of the activation of the divine sense... …

"sleeveless?"

Xu Xiaoshou whispered.

No.

This should not be called "sleeveless", this is called "invincible"!

……

"Sang, Qi, Ye!"

Gou Wuyue's voice was completely deserted, as if Jiuyou was icy, the chill spread all over the world.

He knew that this old guy did it on purpose!

It's not that Gou Wuyue failed to save Yu Lingdi with a sword, but that the old guy is waiting.

Waiting for Yu Lingdi to be calcined and refined to the weakest state...

Waiting for Gou Wuyue to return to the game, when a ray of hope is burning in his heart...

Waiting for the moment when Yu Lingdi seemed to be able to see the light again in hell and glimpse the beauty of heaven...

Kill him again with your own hands!

Yu Lingdi, in fact, died a long time ago.

Sang Qiye not only blocked the sword energy with two fingers, he even blocked the time!

Stuck at the node where the new and old hatreds are particularly clear, he used his famous stunt to stir up the anger of both parties to the extreme.

The most uncomfortable extreme!

Gou Wuyue let out a heavy sigh of relief.

He knew what Sang Qiye was going to do.

The other side, nothing more than want him to stay and fight, completely cut off his thoughts of supporting the Quartet.

Thoroughly, in this third confrontation, the previous two unfinished battles were completely ended.

Obviously, Sang Qiye succeeded.

Gou Wuyue stopped in mid-air.

He folded his sword and lowered his sleeves, mourned for Yu Lingdi three times in silence, and then raised his eyes.

"Om-"

In the world with a radius of ten thousand miles, the blue power was pulled out from the earth, transforming into thousands of swords, and slowly soaring into the sky.

The wind blew and the clouds flew up, and Gou Wuyue's robe was rustled wildly.

Every time Wanqian Mojian rises an inch, the earth will press down three feet.

"Om, hum, hum..."

Rhythmic sword cries burst out, piercing in all directions.

Even No. 33, who was far away in the endgame in the Eight Palaces, joined hands with a group of white clothes and looked away.

They took Tzenchov, drained dry by the blood tree.

But over there, the battle of Wuyue Sword Immortal seemed to have just begun.

Even, the voice of the sword world seemed to be swearing to everyone.

"The game of life and death, idlers are not allowed to enter!"

It is clear.

The idlers here include Zhan Dao, and even his puppet of heaven.

……

"So strong."

Xu Xiaoshou's scalp exploded, and even his soul seemed to be cracked by the sound of the sword.

At this time, Wanqian Mojian was already in the air, turning into a formation of Guiyi swords.

In the eyes of the formation, Sang Lao in a sleeveless coir raincoat stood with his arms down, and he seemed to be smiling.

In this world, if there really is an old enemy.

Then he, Sang Qiye, seemed to have been involved with Gou Wuyue, one of the Seven Sword Immortals in front of him, decades ago, and it would be difficult to kill him in his life.

There are one thing and the other, but it always ends at the third time.

This battle was the one he longed for.

Similarly, it was also a battle that Gou Wuyue longed for.

But before the war...

Old Sang looked back, his lips and teeth closing together.

"run."

A word came from Xu Xiaoshou's ear, and he immediately felt that the confinement around his stiff body was broken, and he regained his mobility.

He nodded, knowing what to do at the moment is the best.

"disappear……"

Before half a sentence was meditated in his heart, a mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly, Xu Xiaoshou was dumbfounded.

"Pounding!"

"Pounding!"

The heart suddenly beat violently, Xu Xiaoshou didn't understand why.

He was in a daze for a long time before he remembered that this seemed to be a special sensation similar to "perception" - whim.

But there was never even one occasion when a whim came so terrifying that he, as a master, would spurt blood donations for no reason!

The information bar flicks:

"Locked, passive value, +1."

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Chapter 614 The style of that arrow!

locking?

The whole body of skin felt like being pricked by needles, and there was a tingling sensation everywhere.

Xu Xiaoshou bowed his head.

Under the tattered clothes, every pore on his body was swollen, bleeding from it.

"This?"

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked.

He doesn't even know who his enemy is.

But just being locked, not only blood was sprayed from the mouth, but even the skin started to crack?

Who is this person who locked himself?

"Ok?"

Gou Wuyue and Sang Lao, who were ready to go, noticed something strange almost at the same time.

For example, after Gou Wuyueqing and Mo Jianjie ascended to the top, in the battle in Bagongli, everyone realized that the two would choose to fight singles.

Then in this situation where no one can participate in the battle, the only one who can break the space lock and directly aim at Xu Xiaoshou alone...

"Yu Lingdi?"

Old Sang's heart suddenly missed a beat.

He thought of the blurry face that Cai Yu Lingdi had transformed into just before he died.

At that critical moment, what he planned was to yell out that meaningless scream?

"No, it's not Yu Lingdi!"

Sang Lao's thoughts froze, and he suddenly understood: "Accompanied by Yu Lingdi's roar, the neglected black point!"

At his level, it only takes a turn of the mind, and the previous memories will emerge like a reappearance of the scene, without any omission.

Indeed.

When Yu Lingdi roared before dying, he not only yelled meaninglessly, but also spewed black dots that had no attack power from his mouth.

That black dot couldn't even be aimed.

Sang Lao didn't have to dodge, the other party missed.

But thinking about it now, Yu Lingdi's goal, from the beginning to the end, may not be himself who can avoid his last attack, but...

Xu Xiaoshou!

"run!"

Wanting to understand everything, Sang Lao immediately roared, gave up on Gou Wuyue, and flew towards Xu Xiaoshou's direction.

But at that time, Xu Xiaoshou, who he deliberately blasted away with the aftermath of the battle, at this moment, the distance seemed to be close to each other.

Xu Xiao received it from Yu Lingdi.

Old Sang, for Gou Wuyue!

How could Gou Wuyue let go of this opportunity?

Of course he wanted to fight Sang Qiye openly, but at the moment of the mission, if he didn't need to spend a lot of money, he could win the two in front of him.