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The overlord of Xunyuan seized the right time and attacked with his palm. The white-clothed swordsman had already prepared himself and drew his sword out of its sheath. At this time, the army master folded his fan and attacked the man like a blade.

Other masters around also dispatched at the same time!

The man wiped the blood on his lips and shouted angrily, "Back off!"

The vigor was strong and the energy was insufficient, and one person finally hit the man's body, the white-clothed swordsman's eyes turned hard, but the abyss overlord only entangled but did not attack, and kept three points of strength.

The battle circle gradually approached the river, and Shangguan Que looked at Zi Chouyin who had turned into a mummy, handed him over to Shen Congming, and then joined the battle.

His joining made the battle even more stalemate. Only Jiuzhou Fu, who had been paddling, secretly called trouble, and could no longer paddle. He summoned the weapon Huanzhu, a pair of jade beads, indestructible, and smashed them into the chest of the Lord of Sin Heaven, man There was a mess inside.

The white-clothed swordsman on the other side was very anxious. Seeing that the Overlord Xunyuan was only entangled but not attacked, he simply gave up defense and attacked with all his strength. Otherwise, he would be immortal, so why should he defend!

With swift and violent moves, the Overlord Xunyuan was retreating steadily. The white-clothed swordsman had no intention of entangled with him. After stabbing the Overlord Xunyuan's left shoulder with a sword, he immediately went to rescue the man.

Injured and injured, the man in the strongest legend of the Three Kingdoms finally felt a little tired, but how could it be!

How can God be tired?

How can a mortal kill a god?

The internal strength of the whole body, the scarred body, and the gradually uncontrollable brain exploded after Beisu Qiluo made a move!

The powerful power swept all around, and the river was turbulent for thousands of miles.

Gu Yi, who was stationed in the house, was suffocated. This was the feeling that Styx was about to explode. He took out the magic weapon, cut his own blood, strengthened Styx, and strengthened Styx's internal strength, like a river like a sea, layer upon layer, boundless!

It wasn't just the river that was in turmoil, but also the tranquility of this side. The wounded blow of the man wiped out all the barren mountains for hundreds of miles!

Everyone present is losing three hundred!

Seeing this, the white-clothed swordsman quickly asked him to drink his own blood, but the man refused. He stood up, wondering if it was an illusion, the white-clothed swordsman saw his body shaking for a moment, and only for a moment.

"Mere mortals also want to kill gods, come on!"

"Eighteen Sleepy Dragons—Desolation!" When he reached the seventeenth move, Beisu Qiluo was no longer suppressing Lan Lian behind him.

"Chaohe has faith... Transforming the horned dragon!" The Overlord of Xunyuan also performed the strongest move in his life, and the black horned dragon returned to his hands.

"The palm of the wind and rain!" Shangguan Que used the infinite suction power in his palm, changing the situation of the world!

"The beads are round and the jade is moist!" Kyushu Fu double beads into one, doubling the power!

The military division breaks the fan and breaks the bones, and the mountains and rivers are locked!

Like Mo Yunyan's painting, there are countless iron chains, the man's hands are bound, and he wants to break free, but he can't!

The white-clothed swordsman drew his long sword out of Jinghong, "Jinghong—Broken Shadow!"

Broken Shadow broke the chain, but the broken chain is gathering!The white-clothed swordsman is defenseless, and one hand is bound!

At this time, everyone started at the same time!

The white-clothed swordsman shrank his pupils and cut off his arm!Standing in front of the man with a sword in his left hand, the person behind him laughed lightly, and the chains of mountains and rivers were all broken. He pulled the white-clothed swordsman behind him with one hand, and slightly raised his other hand, "Oracle—kill crime!"

Several masters fought at the same time, and Jiuzhou Fu was the first to be sent flying several feet away. He crawled on the ground and wanted to turn over, but his muscles and bones were broken!

"It's an idiot to make yourself into this look." A hoarse voice appeared, and then took control of the body, "Next, leave it to me."

"Hey, are you, you should ask the other owner of the body if you agree." The same voice, different people.

"Who are you?" the hoarse voice asked.

"Kyushu Fu, you can also be called the king, the arbiter." The body that stands up again is the deepest part of Kyushu Fu's mind, the last self!

"Hey, lend me your strength to maintain the normal operation of this body, otherwise we will all die here." His words fell.

There was a moment of silence. After the silence, endless power filled the whole body, "A stupid thinking like not wanting to hurt innocent..."

Kyushu Fu walked step by step in front of a seriously injured and dying master, and the master stretched out his hand, "Help me..."

"I will avenge you." Kyushu said this, and then put his hand on his skull, sucking away all the energy in his body!Soon, another mummy!

Many injured masters looked at Kyushu Fu who was walking towards them and trembled, "What are you doing...you..."

I can't even shout!

Breathing close to his ear, he seemed to be asking for the life of Hades, "Don't disturb their war, remember, the person who killed you, Jiuzhou Fu, Huang Quanxia, ​​don't give the wrong name."

On the other side, the two sides faced each other, and finally saw the difference. The man stood by the river, as if a god descended, looking at the group of seriously injured people in front of him, there was compassion, and even more killing!

"This is the gap between God and man. You humble people, can you see clearly? God sent you to this world to redeem your sins, but you don't want to repent, and you still kill God. Such behavior makes God feel sad, so , heaven and hell, everything is fixed, the oracle... ah..."

Caught off guard, the backlog of injuries erupted in an instant, and the man's body was filled with blood mist, and blood flowed continuously.

He couldn't believe it, people, how could they hurt God!

The white-clothed swordsman caught him, looked at his injuries and his unbelievable appearance, and said, "I told you before, you are not a god."

Injured and exhausted, and exhausted, the masters of several countries wanted to do it, but they were unable.

In the midst of desolation, Kyushu Fu came out, and he summoned Huanzhu casually, "You are a god, so accept God's judgment, the truth is endless—killing demons!"

Whether it is a god or a demon, who will judge?

The so-called judgment, who will come?

The man pushed away the white-clothed swordsman, raised his hand casually, and blocked the demon-killing move, "It's up to you? Are you qualified to kill a god? How can you be so insidious and treacherous! Back off!"

The body is like a duckweed, crushing Mount Tai, facing the danger of Mount Tai, ruling Kyushu, hurting to the limit!

Similarly, the man who hadn't defended himself suffered from this move, his whole body was smashed into slag!

An ignorant belief supported the broken body.

The man looked at everything in front of him, and felt a little dazed. The white-clothed swordsman was not helping him, but standing behind him. The gods did not need the help of others.

He just needs to be with his God.

Gu Yi's popularity in the house is hard to suppress, why did Styx riot like this?

Suddenly, a gentle breath poured into his body, Gu Yiren relaxed his eyebrows, and then felt the opening of Zhenhe formation, "Yu, what did you do without telling me again?"

"Stinky boy, his name is Uncle Yu."

"what……"

Exhausted, everyone is powerless to fight, the man looks at the blue sky above his head, no matter what, the sky will never change.Always standing above the heads of the world, God stands in the sky, looking down on everything underground.

After all, what is God.

After all, what is the pursuit?

Is it important?

Everything is no longer important.

Yes, it's just the feeling of my own divine will.

In this case, what is the meaning of existence in this world?

The man regained his energy, the wind and clouds in the world, the yellow sand and green trees, the rivers and mountains... What is there in the world that he can't control?

"Together... let's destroy..."

With a soft voice, everyone was shocked, he still has such power? !

The earth trembled and mountains collapsed.

Xiao Wu quickly helped Shen Congming up, "Sir! Let's leave soon! This place is going to collapse!"

Shen Congming nodded, Liu Ruyan walked with him, Shen Congming said, "Go and bring the Jiuzhou Fu."

Liu Ruyan nodded, and then searched for the smell of blood to find Jiuzhou Fu, carried him away on his shoulders, and in a daze, Jiuzhou Fu felt as if he saw a fairy.

It's just that this fairy is not very gentle, his heart almost shifted, but... still a fairy!

The mountains collapsed.

All the masters fled hand in hand, the exhausted people tried their best to escape as fast as they could, the man sneered at these people who were running for their lives in a panic, he turned his head, and there was only the white-clothed swordsman behind him.

"It's time to lift your puppet technique."

He said this, and then touched the puppet spell of the swordsman in white, and cast a protective barrier on him, "Now, you should also...leave..."

Covering the man's hand with one hand, the man bowed his head, and the white-clothed swordsman's face remained unchanged, "I told you, I'm with you."

"You...hahaha..." It seemed unbelievable, but also natural.

The persistent eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him are the same as before.

"You also detonated the epidemic poison. They can escape, and they can't escape your backhand. These people are the real source of detonation. Now...you should rest, my god."

The white-clothed swordsman held the man's hand, and the man smiled as he watched the collapsed mountain in front of him, "Yes, gods also have time to rest."

"I said it earlier, you are not a god, you must be a god, and it can only be my god, Shen... Yunshu."

A name contains too much, but it seems to contain nothing. Shen Yunshu, after all, is just a name, an existence that can't even leave a trace in history.

The only thing people in the world can remember is the Lord of Evil Heaven. As for Shen Yunshu, it may only be the name of a person who belongs to the white-clothed swordsman.

"Found it from the Shen family?"

"This is the previous deal with Shen Congming, the family tree of the Shen family." He took out a scrap of paper from his arms.

The fire that year also burned the Shen family's genealogy, but the word Shen Yunshu still remained.

What are you asking for?

Actually never why.

Maybe, just ask for this name.

The mountain collapsed, and the swordsman in white said, "Now, can the body of immortality be lifted? My God."

"Hahaha..." The man smiled, the rocks had already fallen, and the white-clothed swordsman stood in front of the man, with rapid healing power, even such a high mountain could not crush him to death.

The only person who can kill him has always been a man.

"God...allows you."

As soon as I promise you, Huaguang will shine.

Shen Congming, who had already set foot on the receiving ship, turned his head, looked at the light in the hustle and bustle, and thought of Zi Chouyin again.

What kind of emotion is this?

He couldn't understand it, but he was dazed for a moment, and finally shook his head again, sinking as several mountains collapsed.

Shen Yunshu, a hero of a generation, does not exist in this world.

Once there were mountains and rocks turned into blue clouds, but now the sad scene turns into blue clouds.

The turbulent water of the Yangtze River will eventually flow eastward.