Only senior brother is amazing

The wave-like sword shadow struck the sky and covered the earth, turning the world into darkness again.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw that the wave of swords was like an abyss flowing backwards, tearing through the clouds and pouring down.

Some low-level fighters have been suppressed by this wave of forcible sword intent, and they can't breathe. They tremble all over, and fear from the bottom of their hearts the terrifying power from Junji.

Many people only know that those who have broken the master level have the strength like a god. What they see today is not only unmatched.They can't help but feel ashamed and disappointed in themselves, because talent is talent, and Junju's return of all swords is a height that they can't reach after living a whole life and putting all their efforts.

At this moment, even Feng Manlou was not sure whether He Bei could really escape this disaster.If he was the one standing under the cross sword formation, he might not even have time to say his last words.Witnessing Jun Ju's strength with his own eyes today, he thought that only He An could fight against him in the entire inland of Zhongzhou.He Bei is only a ninth-rank master, and has not yet broken through. The chance of winning is even slimmer than the gravel under his feet.

Wan Jian finally returned to one, and the dragon chanting sword burning with black air charged straight down at the cross sword formation above He Bei's head.

What followed was a scene that no one had expected.

The light of the thin cross sword formation gradually became brighter, and the dragon singing sword that roared down suddenly encountered a strong resistance, and had to be suspended above this really inconspicuous cross sword formation.

There is only a distance of three inches between the Dragon Chanting Sword and the Cross Sword Formation, but it is an insurmountable gap.

Jun Ju gritted his teeth and murmured: Only three inches.So why, he couldn't break through the simplest cross sword formation in the world.

Obviously the other party is just a good-for-nothing, worthy of rank nine.Why escape from the sword of the head again and again, and kill a bloody path.

It was obvious that the other party had not recovered from his serious injuries, and he was only close to death.

He Bei's face gradually turned pale, but his firm eyes seemed to announce to the world: everything is within his controllable range.

Waves of violent waves came from the place where the Black Butterfly Sword had seriously injured, and the blood pouring out of his chest was washed by the spring rain into a light pink, like a decaying peach blossom.The bloody smell lingering at the tip of Xie Juan's nose became heavier and heavier.

He Bei asked: "Fu Yi, choose me, do you regret it?"

Xie Juan said exactly the same words as in the previous life: "One heart, no regrets."

He Bei smiled gratifiedly. He ignored the Dragon Yin Sword hanging above his head and silently spread his palms.

A golden five-leaf flower was born in the palm, holy and bright.

Feng Manlou didn't know what the five-leaf flower blooming in He Bei's palm could do, but he closed his eyes tightly and muttered something.

"Calm and concentrate, the five aggregates are all empty. The sea of ​​desire is boundless, and the heaven and the earth are one."

Bai Zi's power has been refined by the five-leaf flower, and has become extremely pure. In the world, there is almost no purer power than this. They quickly circulated in He Bei's body and merged with him.

Next, Bai Zi's sudden burst of strength was released from his body by He Bei.

And Jun Ju also exerted all his strength, and his dragon chant sword was one inch closer to the cross sword formation, and then another inch, until the blade of the sword was completely attached to the cross sword formation.

Jun Ju frowned, and his eyes shone coldly.

He felt that the resistance in front of the Dragon Chanting Sword had long since disappeared, but the Cross Sword Formation was like a bottomless abyss, devouring the power endowed by the Dragon Chanting Sword bit by bit.

If it is said that He Bei's previous aura was like a bursting flame, tainted with resentment that seemed to come from hell, but since the five flowers were running in his palm, the fire in his pupils had been gradually extinguished by the rain. It turned into two clear pools without any waves.

There was a cool smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally, he opened his lips and said: "Those who hurt me will always have to pay some price."

In He Bei's heart, the victory or defeat has already been taken out of the world, and the most important thing is to enjoy this moment, this——the moment when he is about to fight back.A brand new formation will be born. This is the only time in his life that he can create such a sword formation, and there will be no second person to create such a sword formation.

There are so many lonely articles.

Next, in the sky above the Beifu Temple, countless cross sword marks rose, and they were reflected on the dark clouds dyed with ink, forming tiny stars one after another, and finally, they merged together to form a gorgeous upside-down galaxy, plundering the darkness , Scattered into a grand brilliance, sprinkled on the world.

People couldn't distinguish between day and night for a while, and no one could get out of this extreme duel.

Jun Ju held the scroll tightly, thin beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.For the first time, everyone caught a trace of unwilling panic from the face of this calm goddess.

His Dragon Chanting Sword was devoured bit by bit by the cross sword formation above He Bei's head, and melted into ashes in the blink of an eye when the countless cross sword formations ascended to the sky.

Pat, clack...

A drop of liquid flowed down Jun Ju's cheek, and he took it lightly with his hand, and a piece of bright red melted on his fingertips.

At this time, on Jun Ju's face, there were two bright red cross scars engraved brightly, starting from the temple, running across the eyes, bridge of the nose, lips, tail end down the neck, and finally reaching the collarbone.

Is this the price He Bei said?He loves beauty, but it seems that it is not enough.

He laughed out loud, letting the flames of jealousy burn in his heart.

His price is that he loses.

In the eyes of outsiders, even if the appearance of Junju is depicted with terrible scars, it is more poignant than the drooping willows watered by the spring rain.Her Highness, the spotless Goddess, was no longer spotless, and blood trickled down her cheeks, like tears, staining her clothes.There is not even dross left on the innocent and gentle mask, and a pool of ashes after the fire has burned out is spreading in the misty eyebrows and eyes.

He had also been pierced by thousands of arrows in the heart, in the dark river in Taiziling, barely survived, lingering and drinking blood.He thought that for many years, he was playing chess with the sky, but this pawn in the world won his life from him and broke this desperate chess game step by step.

He raised his head and pushed away with one palm.The hearty spring rain condensed into flakes of frost and snow in the air, spreading under the absurd and desolate temple.

In the end, he spread out the scroll in his hand, only to see two words written in ink carelessly on it: price.And except for the blank space of these two characters, the whole article is full of traceless and dazzling sarcasm.

With a puff, blood splashed everywhere, mottled Jun Ju's face.Two black butterflies silently pierced his right arm with cold arrows, his right hand lost strength suddenly, and the scroll barely slid down his sleeve and fell to the ground.

Next, countless figures surged out of the darkness.Those Jianghu forces from all over Zhongzhou, they are waiting to take advantage of the chaos at this moment, and they have only one goal, which is the picture scroll that has slipped from Jun Ju's hands.They fought one after another, fighting for the picture scroll regardless of face. For a while, swords, lights and swords crisscrossed, and the rain mixed with blood fell, and the high platform of the sacrifice was painted with new colors.

Feng Manlou watched the play with cold eyes, afterward, he laughed wildly a few times, and drank heavily to hangover.Because the scene where the dog bites the dog is really too exciting.

A phoenix cry stood in the clouds.

Feng Manlou raised his eyes, and caught a glimpse of a fiery red phoenix phantom moving gracefully among the clouds, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.His eyes gradually became awed, and he murmured, "Phoenix tour, the seventh stage."

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The continuous green hills that have been soaked by the spring rain are empty and pure, spotless.A simple and heavy bell ringing echoed between the green hills and the temple, reflecting the moonlight as cool as frost.

He Bei brought Xie Juan to a strange temple. The monks here saw the two of them covered in blood, welcomed them into the temple, and were willing to take them in for a night generously.

There are many monks in the temple who are embarrassed like them.In their eyes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. To them, this night was just an ordinary night.They will not dare to call themselves gods after doing a trivial good deed like Beifu.

In the small room where Ren Hebei and Xie Juan lived, there were only wooden tables and beds.But in the current situation, not sleeping on the hills is the best ending.

The mattress was very thin, and He Bei was afraid that Xie Juan would be overwhelmed, so he went to the firewood house to find a lot of thatch, and laid it flat under the mattress before letting Xie Juan sit on it.

The medicine that Jun Ju had forced Xie Juan to drink these days was hard to dissipate, making his physical strength really vulnerable.As soon as his butt touched the soft mattress, the accumulated tiredness hit him overwhelmingly.

"You're sleepy, let's sleep for a while." He Bei said, lifting up Xie Juan's trousers, touched the skin on his legs with his fingertips, frowned and said, "It's so cold." He thought for a moment, then said : "Fu Yi, wait for me here, okay? I'll be back soon."

Xie Juan blinked his tired and lifeless eyes, and nodded silently.

After a while, He Bei came back with a blanket, which he and the monk brazenly begged for.There was no extra incense burner in the temple that could be used to light the fire, so they could only ask for an extra blanket to keep Xie Juan warm.

He Bei folded the blanket into two layers, covered Xie Juan's legs and feet, and said, "Fu Yi, let's just rest here for a night, I've wronged you."

Xie Juan shook his head slowly: "It's okay, how about you, are you cold?"

"I'm not cold, I'm hot, if you don't believe me, touch my hand." He Bei stretched out his hand and covered the back of Xie Juan's hand.

The back of Xie Juan's hand was wrapped in a soft warmth: "It's quite hot...Come here, I'll touch your forehead."

He Bei took the initiative to move his face closer, Xie Juan stretched out his hand, and first touched He Bei's scorching earlobe.

He Bei trembled slightly, then took Xie Juan's hand behind his back and placed it on the side of his face.

Xie Juan was startled by the hot touch: "Hiss...so hot, do you have a fever?"

He Bei explained with a smile: "I'm naturally hot."

Xie Juan is still worried: "But it's too hot, like a soldering iron... Is it really okay? Why don't you lie on the bed and rest, I'll find a stool and sit for a while. "

"Why would I let you sit on a cold bench, besides, there is no stool here. Be good, lie down and rest, and leave me alone." He Bei stretched out his hand to stroke Xie Juan's slightly messy back hair, and the love in his eyes was about to overflow.

"No..." Xie Juan bit his lips tightly, an unreasonable thought popped up in his mind, this thought was too embarrassing, he had to struggle for a long time, finally hesitating with a blushing face : "Then...you walk beside me...."

"That's good, I haven't slept in the same bed with you for a long time." He Bei smiled and sat beside Xie Juan, began to take off his shoes, then lifted the blanket very spontaneously, and hugged Xie Juan's body tightly Together.

The two were close together, and Xie Juan could clearly feel He Bei's hot breath and body temperature.

The blush on Xie Juan's ears spread all the way to the side of his face: "We used to sleep together under the same quilt?"

Unexpectedly, the other party said frankly: "We have been sleeping since childhood. When I was very young, we slept in the same bed. Every night before going to bed, you have to hug me and tell me stories." Speaking of In the end, He Bei smiled lowly in Xie Juan's ear, hugged Xie Juan's waist from behind, and wrapped him in his arms: "I have never been able to leave you since I was a child."

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