knife cut mountains and rivers

The rain was washing away the sky and the earth, the lanterns of the congregation had been extinguished, only one side of the altar was illuminated, and Fucheng was standing under the only light source, the light of the night pearl illuminated him with a cold, pale, tense jawline , The straight nose was dripping downwards, and his expressionless face was like a sculpture.

Fucheng looked at this cruel world like a newborn baby.

The fight has already entered a period of exhaustion. At this time, even the light is pitifully scarce. Everyone held their breath in the rainy night, circling each other behind the place, using the trees as a protective barrier, and the darkness invaded and locked the land bit by bit. The fighting battlefield is surrounded in the middle, and this place has become extremely cramped.

Fu Cheng's emotionless eyes fell on Rama.Rama's pure white robe was gradually stained with dirt, the embroidered spring knife scratched his sleeves, and he looked a bit embarrassed.Rama was annoyed, but when he saw Fu Cheng, he shouted in his old voice, "I didn't lose!"

Su Meiniang was too reluctant to control Fucheng by herself. Rama drove 36 golden needles into Fucheng's body to seal 36 big acupuncture points on his body. Action, the golden needle on the top of his head was pulled out, and Fucheng regained his mobility.

Using blood as an alliance is an ancient secret technique of the Life and Death Cult, and Fucheng has now been completely controlled by Su Meiniang.

Rama's emotions were high, and his strikes became more and more fierce, as if he wanted to execute the two guards in front of him on the spot.Liu Xitian took Lu Chuanbai to escape, and said, "Be careful."

Holding the Xiuchun knife in his hand, Lu Chuanbai gritted his teeth and looked at Rama. The joint efforts of him and Liu Xitian did not hold him back.

And Rama didn't seem to want to stop here, he clasped his hands together, his robe was filled with true energy, his whole body doubled in size like a dick, his old face also changed, every wrinkle stretched out strangely, I know what kind of heresy I am cultivating.Rama laughed and said, "It just so happens that you two are used to sacrifice!"

Lu Chuanbai wanted to correct him, and I had to be willing to sacrifice, but he couldn't say it and was not in the mood to joke. He even suspected that he would die at the hands of Rama today.

Fucheng's eyes fell on the forest, and Fucheng's awakening boosted morale invisibly, and the people in the forest who had fallen into exhaustion went mad again, and they shouted Fucheng's name: "Evil God!".

They are the lucky ones of the Life and Death Sect, witnesses of history, and they would rather die if they could see the evil god once.

Eunuch Cui frowned. This group of people fought desperately, but he was greedy for life and afraid of death. Eunuch Cui said while resisting the enemy: "It really killed our family."

Fucheng saw a little girl in red. Jin Ling was overjoyed when she saw Fucheng wake up, and was about to go forward, but then her footsteps stopped abruptly. She stood there hesitating. Like her city of dogs.

Finally, Fu Cheng tilted his head, looking at the man standing in the rain, Zhou Heng had been looking at him.The rain wet Zhou Heng's hair, and his eyelashes were pressed by the water droplets. Zhou Heng looked at Fucheng from a distance through the rain curtain, surrounded by tragic scenes of fighting, blood was washed by the rain, and Zhou Heng was still lying at his feet. With a dead congregation.

Fu Cheng's words sounded in Zhou Heng's ears, "If I am possessed, can you kill me?"

Looking at Fucheng's cold eyes, Zhou Heng thought to himself, is he really going to kill him?

"Jinling, you go first." Zhou Heng was holding the black iron sword. At this moment, Zhou Heng was still delicate, and he couldn't let Jinling see Fucheng like this.

Jin Ling gritted her teeth and said, "I won't go." No matter what happened to Dog City, it was still her brother.

Zhou Heng understood Jin Ling's attitude at that time, and he gave Jin Ling a comforting smile.Even if Zhou Heng didn't speak, Jin Ling could see the meaning of the smile, and Zhou Heng would bring him back.One needs to trust others in life, Jinling can trust Zhou Heng, she nods to Zhou Heng, and thus throws herself into the battle, preventing the people around her from disturbing him, this is one of the few things that little Jinling can do.

It is the worst plan to meet Fucheng at any time, but Zhou Heng has to face it at this time.

Zhou Heng said: "Fucheng." Zhou Heng still did not give up waking him up.

In the shadow of sword, light and sword, Fucheng looked at Zhou Heng accurately, his red eyes showed no emotion, only death-like coldness, Fucheng seemed to understand that this was his goal.Fucheng picked up a knife from the ground, the Xiuchun knife of the dead Jin Yiwei.

Fu Cheng held the knife horizontally in front of his chest, and the luster reflected by the blade was reflected in his eyes, which showed murderous intent.

As soon as Zhou Heng gritted his teeth, he couldn't lose. Once he lost, Fu Cheng woke up and faced Zhou Heng's corpse.But he didn't know what to do. Standing opposite was Fucheng.

Ding Ding Ding-

Zhou Heng rushed towards Fucheng fiercely, water splashed everywhere he walked, and the rain hit the black iron sword, and Zhou Heng's sword came.

Fucheng was not in a panic. The Xiuchun knife stood up, and Zhou Heng felt a huge force when the two blades collided. With the Xiuchun knife as the center, the water droplets on the blade splashed like floating, creating a burst of water vapor.

The faces of the two were so close that Zhou Heng could even feel the bloody smell on Fucheng's face. The two bloodstains contrasted with Fucheng's amber pupils, which looked a bit evil. Heng is very familiar with it. Zhou Heng has kissed the other party's fire cloud pattern countless times. This face Zhou Heng will not forget even if he takes it into the coffin, but the other party does not seem to know him at all.

Fucheng's knife was driven by internal force, and Zhou Heng instinctively hit a huge piece of iron.

Zhou Heng swallowed a mouthful of sweet fishy smell. For the first time, he had an understanding of Fucheng's strength. With just one blow, Zhou Heng knew that he was definitely not Fucheng's opponent.

Zhou Heng didn't retreat, he shouted loudly, and launched a second sword towards Fucheng, at the same time he looked over Fucheng's shoulder to see behind him, and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Zhou Heng is not a lonely hero. Deadpool Little Five is like a shadow that melted out of the night. He came from the dense forest, and the sword in his hand went straight to the heart of Fucheng. Zhou Heng had specially told him not to kill people before. The move was just to make Fucheng fall.

However, he obviously underestimated Fucheng's strength.

At the moment when Xiao Wu's sword was about to touch Fu Cheng, Fu Cheng made a move with the scabbard in his left hand, and only heard a clang, and the scabbard blocked Xiao Wu's sword edge.

He actually forgot Fu Cheng's teaching, and Fu Cheng saw the reflection in Zhou Heng's sword.

It was too late for Zhou Heng to ask Xiao Wu to retreat again, Xiao Wu was hit hard in the stomach by the scabbard, and there was a loud bang, Xiao Wu went straight back and did not stop until ten and a half steps away.

It was no accident that Xiao Wu fell to Zhou Heng. Hunting and killing Fucheng with what Fucheng taught was extremely difficult in itself.His arrangement is not only that, he has prepared for this day a long time ago.He is not someone who loves someone and gets carried away. He knows the specialness of Fucheng. Since he accepted Fucheng, he must accept this specialness. For this reason, he must prepare for the worst.

As soon as Xiao Wu retreated, Eunuch Cui's soul-breaking claw greeted him on the left side of Fucheng. Eunuch Cui was famous for his soul-breaking claw, which could break bones.Broken Soul Claw headed towards Fucheng, Fucheng glanced at Eunuch Cui indifferently, Eunuch Cui felt that he was being watched by a snake, and suddenly hesitated, and a moment of hesitation was enough.Fu Cheng turned sideways, his sharp claws scratched five bloodstains on Fu Cheng's left shoulder, and Fu Cheng's hand patted Cui Eunuch's chest directly like a ghost.

"Ruyi Palm?" Eunuch Cui covered his chest in surprise, this is Zhengxuanshan's kung fu.

Fucheng's seemingly simple palm was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Eunuch Cui walked without being embarrassed when he was injured, his body rose backward like a falling flower, and landed gently on the branch behind him.

Eunuch Cui finds it more and more difficult to deal with, Fucheng has both decent skills and what he learned from the Devil's Cult.Eunuch Cui licked his finger, which was stained with Fucheng's blood, and said softly, "It's really troublesome."

The three of them took turns to fight without giving Fucheng a chance to breathe, but even so, Fucheng hadn't taken the initiative to make a move yet.The three of them fought to the death but failed to get Fucheng to make a move.

Zhou Heng took the opportunity to attack the lower leg of Fucheng, trying to replicate the move against Song Xiaochuan. Zhou Heng's sword moved close to the ground, and Xiao Wu's attack had come. bone wound.

While wrestling with Xiao Wu, Fucheng slammed Zhou Heng's sword to the ground while facing down with his Xiuchun sword.Zhou Heng turned up close to the ground, and when he drew out the black iron sword, there was a gap in it.

The three of them fought with Fu Cheng for more than fifty moves, leaving twelve wounds on Fu Cheng's body, five of which were severe. However, Fu Cheng's movements were not slowed down at all.

Eunuch Cui felt his scalp go numb, and said angrily, "What kind of monster is he?"

Zhou Heng said: "He doesn't feel it." Fucheng can only be divided into life and death, not injured or not.In order to achieve the goal, there is no other choice unless you die in the battle of Fucheng.

The heavy rain was majestic, and the world was shrouded in it. Under the threat of Fucheng, no one was spared.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it hit the blade with a muffled sound.Xiao Wu, who was standing in the distance, nodded slightly towards Zhou Heng.Xiao Wu is a dead waiter, he was destined to die from the moment he was born.

Xiao Wu no longer guarded the empty door, he seemed desperate for his life, he headed towards Fucheng's Xiuchun knife, the Xiuchun knife pierced through his left shoulder, his hands made claws and clasped the Xiuchun knife tightly.

Fucheng draws the saber but fails and abandons the saber.At this moment, Zhou Heng's sword really came, and the blade pierced through the air, cutting the rain curtain in front of him, aiming at Fucheng's chest.This was Zhou Heng's last blow. If this move failed, he could only abandon Fucheng.

when--

On the sword was Fu Cheng's hand, and the black iron sword was held by Fu Cheng, unable to move forward any more.The next moment, there was only a tingling sound, and there were spider web-like cracks in this indestructible black iron sword.

Zhou Heng felt desperate, facing Fucheng with a sword always makes people despair, this is a war that is destined to be unwinnable.

With a click, the black iron sword broke, and the broken sword fell downward at an extremely fast speed. The time at that moment seemed to be deliberately slowed down. The falling sword edge broke through the raindrops, and was finally caught by Fucheng's left hand.

The broken black iron sword became Fucheng's sharp weapon. Fucheng held the broken sword and smiled, the muscles on his face were stretched, and the blood on his cheeks stretched out.

Wherever the broken sword went, the water droplets were cut in half by the sword, and the water mist burst. This was Fucheng's first move, wrapped in endless murderous aura, unstoppable.

Zhou Heng's pupils contracted. The distance between him and Fucheng was too close, and it was impossible to escape.

At the same time, Su Meiniang was sitting in the carriage in the forest a foot away from the battle, covering her eyes in pain, blood pouring out from her eye sockets.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Jianqing asked.

"I... I can't control him anymore." Not only her eyes, but also her ears started to bleed. If she suppressed it by force, then Su Meiniang's ending would be that her seven orifices would bleed and explode to death.

"Meiniang," Li Jianqing yelled, "let go."

Su Meiniang didn't let go, her internal organs were in severe pain, she knew what the little prince wanted, Li Jianqing wanted to see Zhou Heng and Fucheng fight each other, so she, Su Meiniang, would kill him.

Li Jianqing hugged her and said: "Meiniang, don't be brave, I order you to let go!" Li Jianqing began to regret joining forces with that old man Rama, everything he wanted should not be at the expense of Su Meiniang.

Su Meiniang didn't speak, Li Jianqing lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to Li Xingkong: "Save her."

Li Xingkong didn't care about the little prince's orders, he just didn't expect the young prince to be quite affectionate.Li Xingkong got into the carriage, but he was helpless.Su Meiniang's eyes are very strange now, the vertical pupils are covered with bloodshot eyes, like a blood spider entrenched in the eyes.She gritted her teeth and let out a painful roar, ah——

Su Meiniang suddenly raised her head, as if her hair was being pulled by an invisible hand, Su Meiniang's vertical pupils disappeared, and she rolled her eyes upwards, like a wizard who practiced, it's not up to her to let go, under the influence of golden needles , she is closely connected with Fucheng's spirit, today she and Fucheng must die together!

Fucheng's sword stopped, and he stopped an inch in front of Zhou Heng. The sword energy drew a shallow scar on Zhou Heng's face, and blood flowed down.

Fucheng was struggling, and there was a voice in his mind, kill him, kill him.

When Elder Tang died, people from Zhengxuan Mountain cursed him as a little monster.

At the time of life and death religion, he would not have time to kill the leader in the future.

These people gathered together, head to head, vying to appear in Fucheng's mind.

Fucheng's eyes were a little blurry, and there were many figures in front of his eyes, which made him unable to tell which was illusion and which was reality.

Fu Cheng was holding a broken sword, his hand was shaking all the time, raindrops were bouncing on the edge of the sword.Fucheng raised his head slowly, squeezed out a word through his teeth with difficulty, and said, "Get lost—"

Zhou Heng saw his face full of struggle, his face was full of pain, his eyes were as unpredictable as the rivers and seas, he seemed to want to break free from the shackles of fate, and for this reason he risked his life.

Zhou Heng felt that he was not afraid for a moment. Fucheng held his broken sword in his hand. At such a distance, Fucheng could kill him with one blow. He was betting that Fucheng would not move him.

Zhou Heng stood unarmed in front of Fucheng, opened his arms and said, "Don't you want to kill me? Do it!"

Why?Why are you forcing me?

Fucheng felt a tingling pain in his mind, like countless needles pricking his brain.

Zhou Heng seemed to be ruthless, he didn't care about the dissuasion of the people around him, and continued: "Come on, take the sword in your hand and kill me!"

To shut up!

Fucheng covered his ears.Something was in his head, someone was talking to him, it was just a whisper at first, then it kept getting bigger and bigger, kill him, kill him, kill him and you will be free.

Fu Cheng made a move, the broken sword went towards Zhou Heng, blood slowly flowed down Zhou Heng's chest, Fu Cheng saw Zhou Heng's unbelievable face.