lonely moon dream

His feet finally stood on the ground again.Xiyue was scared, to the extreme.After going through so much, she herself was surprised that she was still awake.

She thought that she would be killed in the thatched cottage by the angry devil, but she didn't; she thought that she would be buried in the sea of ​​fire with Rou'er, but she didn't; when she flew over Qinhai, she thought that she would be thrown into the sky thunder formation and be crushed to pieces , but no; she had a little trust in the devil who led the two of them out of the sea of ​​flames and flew over the thunder formation. She thought that she would be thrown back into the crowd like Rou'er, but she didn't.

No matter how the besieging crowd changes their formations, no matter how many sharp hidden weapons strike from all directions, the hand around his waist will firmly and forcefully lead him to avoid the attack.The purple robe she wore was like an invulnerable armor, and no weapon could break through its protection.In this way, Xiyue involuntarily danced with that person in the shadow of swords and swords.

But this dance is not accompanied by silk and bamboo orchestras, but screams and wails one after another; what is swayed is not flowers and colorful sleeves, but the blood and lives of countless masters of the rivers and lakes.When the first drop of blood splashed on her face and the first human head rolled down at her feet, she almost cried out.However, there was no time left for her to digest her fear, her figure shifted, and everywhere she passed was hell, and everywhere was a slaughterhouse...

fear!This is no human being, he is clearly the god of death in the underworld, the Shura of hell!

Dong Jianfa never thought that this big devil would be so difficult to deal with. Not only did he break out of the thunder formation, but he could also fight against so many masters with only one hand.Seeing the people who had been discussing enthusiastically just now turned into corpses in a blink of an eye, Dong Jianfa felt his calf turn straight forward.

He wanted to leave just now, but there were still people around him who didn't want to leave.

"When are we going back?" Dong Jianfa asked the white-faced middle-aged guard "Chang Le" in a low voice.Of the 50 officers and soldiers he brought, there are now only about [-] people left, and they all surround Dong Jianfa shiveringly.

"My lord, let's wait for the results before going back, so I can explain to Lord Shangshu." The white-faced guard "Chang Le" replied respectfully.

Dong Jianfa could only nod his head, turned around and stared at the battlefield, complaining incessantly.The results?The result won't be that the remaining less than 30 of us will confess here, right?

At this moment, Minglang retracted his gaze from Fang Youxun, who had never left Fang Youxun, and said slowly: "Master Dong, he is already at the end of his strength, please take action."

These words seemed to be addressed to Dong Jianfa, but Minglang looked at the white-faced guard "Chang Le" with a smile.

Dong Jianfa was confused, asked himself to make a move, how should he make a move?Go up and fill in the knife for that devil?

The other two guards "Chang Xi" and "Chang Qing" immediately became nervous when they heard Ming Lang's tone. "Chang Qing" has already stepped forward to block "Chang Le" behind him, staring at Ming Lang vigilantly. "Chang Xi" also held the handle of the knife.

Ming Lang was not affected by the two of them at all, and still looked at "Chang Le" quietly with a spring-like smile on his face.

"Hahaha..." "Chang Le" laughed and waved his right hand.

A dozen men in black jumped out of the bushes at the same time, and knelt down in front of "Chang Le".

"To slay the devil, everyone will advance to the third rank, and the reward will be ten thousand taels." "Chang Le"'s eyes flashed with confidence that he was determined to win.

Facing more than a dozen men in black who attacked at the same time, Xiyue not only did not see the slightest fear on the faces of the people around her, but clearly saw the bloodthirsty red glow in his eyes.The frenzied killing intent stirred up in Fang Youxun's body made his originally cold aura become fiery and frenzied, which made Xiyue feel suffocated and horrified.

I saw Fang Youxun throwing away the long sword in his hand without hesitation, and the five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, transporting the chaos of the world, flying sand and stones around several feet, and dust everywhere.The hairband on his head had long been missing, and the flamboyant long black hair was twisted together with the frenzied qi, and the air of heaven and earth rising around him made the purple robe and white clothes crackle.

Xiyue felt that the hand around her waist was surprisingly strong at this moment, as if it wanted to cut herself off at the waist.She fought back the pain, not letting herself cry out.

Minglang's complexion changed drastically, and he secretly said something bad in his heart.Didn't your mother say that Xuan Zhenyin can only use the "Tianyuan Forbidden Move" if he has practiced to the ninth level?How could he...it's impossible!impossible!Ever since he broke through the seventh level, he has been trapped in emotional injuries and cannot enter the country, how could he use this trick?

"Chang Le" also felt that the situation was not good at this time, but it was too late to call back his subordinates.

Suddenly, countless silver needles flew from the air, followed by a dozen sleeve arrows, all aimed at the dozen or so men in black.

"My lord, don't do it!" With a cry, two figures leaped up to the viewing platform—it was Xunyue and Eleven.

Unprepared, the man in black dodged in a hurry. He was injured and had to turn around to meet the enemy, fighting with Xunyue and Eleven.While fighting, Xunyue took out an iron whistle from his sleeve and held it in his mouth, and a sharp whistle pierced through the sky.

Seeing that the general situation was over, Ming Lang clasped his hands to "Chang Le" and said, "The Demon Cult will always help, please move Lord Mu."

The white-faced guard "Chang Le", no, should be called Mu Wang, was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.Several people protected King Mu to leave the viewing platform.Before leaving, King Mu turned his head and glanced at Xiyue who was by Fang Youxun's arms all the time.

"Chang Qing" yelled "Retreat", leaving behind two corpses in the black clothes and quickly left.

Jiang Le and other surviving masters also gave up the idea of ​​eliminating demons at this time, and led the few remaining martial arts practitioners down the viewing platform in a hurry.

Xunyue and Eleven returned immediately after confirming the surroundings were safe.When he was a few feet away from Fang Youxun, Xunyue stopped Eleven.

Although Eleven didn't understand what he meant, she also knew that it must have something to do with her husband's current situation.

At this time, Fang Youxun was still maintaining the posture he had when he was accumulating the "Tianyuan Forbidden Move", but the leaked true energy had weakened, the dust had just rested, and the falling sand and stones were paved under his feet to form a huge sand with a radius of several feet. Stonehenge.The mobilized air of heaven and earth is now condensed in this circular area, and some small sand particles are affected by it and cannot be completely still, but are still shaking slightly, as if they will fly out again if there is a turmoil.

Xunyue took "Tianjing" from Eleven's hands, facing the people in the formation whose eyes were still red, she landed on her knees, held the sword in both hands, and raised it above her head: "Xunyue, my lord, please hold the sword."

Sensing the abnormality of the people around her, Xiyue didn't dare to utter a breath.

Seeing that Fang Youxun didn't respond, Xunyue changed his tone and said again: "My subordinate, Xunyue, please hold the sword."

This time Fang Youxun's bloodshot pupils moved, as if he saw Xunyue several meters away.

If Xunyue got permission, she walked forward slowly on her knees.The distance in front of me slowly narrowed, three zhang... two zhang... one zhang.

Suddenly, Xunyue felt the surrounding air pressure rise suddenly, and he stopped immediately.I just felt a burst of heat on my face, and there was already a bloody gash on my left cheek.

The grains of sand in the formation became uneasy.

After about half a stick of incense, the uneasy atmosphere in the formation gradually subsided, and Xunyue took a deep breath: "Xunyue, my lord, please hold the sword."

After a violent tremor, the gravel in the formation calmed down again.Xunyue moved her knees and continued to move forward slowly.

When his knees reached Fang Youxun's feet, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his outer pants and jacket had already been torn by sand.Some sharp gravels have been deeply wedged into the skin and flesh of Xunyue's knees.

With such a close distance, if the adults refuse to accept the sword, they will probably be torn to pieces in the next moment.Withstood the coercion from top to bottom, Xunyue swallowed the churning salty, stabilized her raised hands, slowly raised her head, looked into the eyes of the person who thought about it day and night, and said again: " My subordinate Xunyue, please hold the sword."

He kept his upward movement and didn't dare to move a little, allowing the pair of blood pupils to invade his eyes domineeringly.Xunyue heard the sound of her own heartbeat, one, one, one... she didn't dare to have any distracting thoughts.

Finally, the hand full of terrifying energy slowly retracted, grasping the hilt of Tian Jing's sword...