Catch the stars

Although many people in Yunyuan also secretly attacked the disciples of Lanyuezong, but the king of Yunyuan and most of the core disciples still had some sense, so they did not dare to hurt the core disciples of Lanyuezong, and Yunyuan could not break away from Lanyuezong! Will be merged eventually!

If some people's lives are exchanged for a boost in morale and an advantage in the theater, then it's worth it! They deserve to die!

Even though the kings of the Yunyuan were sober and calm, they were moved by the strong emotions of the disciples, and they couldn't help feeling sad: "It's the ancestor who is useless...and failed to keep the sect..."

After a while of teleportation, they appeared on the battlefield one after another.The disciples of Lanyuezong let the people from Yunyuan go crazy and fight for their lives with the people from Tianji Pavilion, while the king of Lanyuezong appeared indifferently on the sky, saying a dozen times Liu Guang also flew out from the location of Tianji Pavilion and Zhaixing Tower.All kinds of visions staggered and collided in the sky, the momentum was huge, and the space was trembling!

Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang! The drums are roaring!

"Give me back Yunshan! Give me back my mountains and rivers!"

"Anyone who offends me will be killed without pardon!"

"Scream! Shout! Shout out in pain! Use your screams to commemorate everything I have lost!"

Woo--woo--woo--the horn is neighing!

"Kill! Live as a star picker, die as a star picker!"

"Don't blame me... I just want to live better..."

"Even if it's death, I'll take a back!"

……

The chaotic battlefield is billowing with gunpowder, screams of pain, cries of sacrifice, wailing of farewell, tears of despair, ferocious sneers, best sellers resolutely going to death, dejected aphasia, all kinds of human states, never stop, and will never stop .

Some people have sects in their hearts, some people are full of hatred; some people are trembling with despair, some people turn grief and anger into strength; Some people fight with their friends in tears, some people choose to stay away from it; some people use their friends' bodies to resist death, and some people choose to use self-destruct to win a little life for others.

"Live well."

A man grabbed the ordinary female cultivator beside him and threw him to a relatively safe place. He didn't have time to see her off, and he didn't want to meet her sad eyes full of thoughts. Several people smiled strangely.Then his body swelled visibly, his face flushed, his muscles tensed, and his veins were exposed.

Someone shouted: "Stay away! He's going to blow himself up!"

Without waiting for anyone's reaction, the man's body exploded with a "bang", drowning out the voices of people and also drowning out the people within a radius of more than ten feet, all life was wiped out!

When the woman fell to the ground, her face was full of tears, and her loose long hair stuck to her cheeks in an unsightly manner. She muttered to herself: "Why do you want to do this... I am just an inner disciple and you are the core of the sect... Why why... it's not worth it... why are you so stupid... why is there a war..."

After realizing that the girl was in the middle of her peak, some people around began to approach her quietly.Their eyes are either greedy, killing, or nervous, and some even hide lust.

"Live well..." The woman choked with sobs: "I want to live well... Remember him, and live with his part!"

Men are the freest harbor for women, her capriciousness and fragility, laughter and pain belong only there.The man is gone, and the part of the woman's life that belongs to him is buried for him.No matter how unwilling you are, you must be strong; no matter how hard you are, you can only adapt.

The woman subdued all her sorrows, took out a flute that was crystal clear like jade, and blew it suddenly: "Woo----"

The sharp and long flute sound was not at all pleasant, and caught off guard, it was like blades piercing the eardrums and penetrating the soul under the blessing of spiritual power.People with bad intentions were all bleeding from their seven orifices, screaming and screaming for a while, but they were helpless.

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Pei Xingyun, who wanted to attack and kill Ruan Miaoyao, had to stop, but one of his few friends, Huo Nan, stood in the way.They have had a deep friendship since they were casual cultivators. For casual cultivators, joys and sorrows are commonplace. Who knows that when they meet again, they both join the sect, one is the star picking building, and the other is the Moon Sect.

Although I have prepared myself mentally, it feels completely different when I experience it in person.Standing on the same battlefield, they are enemies rather than companions, but the tacit understanding that they used to stand side by side will not disappear because of this. In their confrontation, even every move, every move, every time they raise their hands and a look in their eyes reflects, and reminds them of the relationship between them. friendship.

But the war continues, and the battle will not stop, and there will be winners and losers.

Pei Xingyun won, but he was not as happy as before.

"Let's do it, don't be embarrassed." Even if he was strangled by the neck, Huo Nan's eyes were extremely clear.

Pei Xingyun slowly closed his eyes, as if struggling, not at all worried that Huo Nan would take the opportunity to fight back.In the end, his bloody fist hit Huo Nan's head hard, and the latter spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, then fell into the deep sea consciously and closed his eyes.

Pei Xingyun threw the unconscious Huo Nan on the ground and continued to move forward: "I hope you can survive, my friend."

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Ruan Miaoyao is no longer fighting alone, now she gathers around her a group of Yunyuan disciples who unconditionally listen to her command, and what she is facing is not a grain of sand, but the encirclement and suppression of Han Jiangshui and Tang Gudao!

Although Pei Xingyun failed to meet Han Jiangshui, Tianjiao Tang Gudao of Tianji Pavilion made up for his vacancy.Even if it is not as tacit and trusting as the two of Pei and Han, it is enough to make Ruan Miaoyao burn out and die!

Even if Ruan Miaoyao can fight two against one, by the time Pei Xingyun arrives, she will die!

It's a pity that Pei Xingyun couldn't come again, this time the one blocking the way was Nangong Ruyue of Lanyue Sect, she was holding Duan Yuan's Flowing Light Sword.

Pei Xingyun's face was serious, and he was shocked at the same time: "You actually beat Duan Yuan!"

Nangong Ruyue covered her mouth and laughed like a silver bell, saying, "Duan Yuan is dead."

Pei Xingyun showed contempt: "It's up to you"

"Of course not, I have to thank Fellow Daoist Nalanshuang of Tianji Pavilion for secretly helping me." Nangong Ruyue replied briskly.

Nangong Ruyue, who is at the peak of Xinruzhishui, and Nalanshuang, who has already completed the Great Consummation, do have the strength to kill Duan Yuan. What's more, the "secret assistance" means that Nalanshuang is not easy for Nangong Ruyue to attack Duan Yuan at the beginning, it is very likely that it is halfway Sneak attack! Pei Xingyun told himself: Don't underestimate Duan Yuan, he is comparable to the son of a star, and Duan Yuan died in battle, how could Nangong Ruyue suffer only moderate injuries

But the scene of Duan Yuan's tragic death resurfaced uncontrollably in his mind, as clearly as if he had seen it with his own eyes. When Pei Xingyun tried his best to suppress the strange thoughts, a strong sense of crisis emerged in his heart, and his body instinctively turned sideways!

The sharpness of the streamer sword magnified in his eyes, the blade had pierced his chest, if he hadn't turned sideways, he would have pierced through his heart! Killed with one blow!

"Oh, it's a pity that the thorn is sideways." Nangong Ruyue frowned and said, her eyes were as colorful and charming as glazed glass.

Just now she quietly used illusion to interfere with Pei Xingyun's mind and then took the opportunity to attack him. The purpose was to solve him as quickly as possible, but the latter's reaction was beyond her expectation. Nangong Ruyue curled her lips: "That can only be blamed for Ruan Miaoyao's bad luck. Aimo can't help."

Pei Xingyun backed away again and again while staring at Nangong Ruyue while hastily treating the wound, he already had some calculations in his heart.

His cultivation base is not as good as Nangong Ruyue's, and now that he is pre-empted, he has a premonition that it will be difficult for him to win, and he will even fall here, because he can't let Nangong Ruyue support Ruan Miaoyao!

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