The starry sky, the sword starts the fire, the two demons know their fate, and the killing situation that cannot be turned around, and the killing machine is forced to kill step by step. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There is no inch of land below, trapped in the immortals, there is no piece of heaven above, there is no ice and fire, the most extreme heart-killing situation, knowing the fate of the body and mind are fully controlled, and the situation is in danger.

In the distance of the battle, the lord of Xiaoyue Tower, dressed in silver and gray, stood quietly, looking at the battle situation ahead, and admiration flashed in his eyes.

The Demon Palace Holy Division is really not an ordinary person, this game, it is obvious that it is set up for the Knowing Destiny Hou, there are butterflies in the flowers, the Knowing Destiny has lost three percent of the success in the first place, and the geographical advantage does not exist, even if this Knowing Destiny Hou is brave and good at fighting, I am afraid it will be difficult to escape the killing.

The battle situation of the heart, the clash of swords, the sinking sky and the sea, close at hand, the reversal of the water and the moon and the divine power, the strong pressure of the Taishi, on the other side, the tears of the funeral flowers say goodbye to the past, and the sharpness of the annihilation of love.

Ten moves, full of dangers, swords and swords, an unprecedented situation, made this already unequal battle situation even more tilted.

"Drink!"

The situation of life and death, how can there be a moment of frustration, Ning Chen suppressed the grief in his heart, let out a long drink, and the true yuan was reversed, and suddenly, the white hair danced wildly, like a demonic madness.

"Sword, Twelve!"

Sword Twelve reappeared, the power was earth-shattering, a dazzling sword light coiled up, the sword was extreme and limitless, only the complete sword intent.

The sword of the world, beyond the limits of the world, the entire starry sky was shaken by it, the sword intent passed, within a radius of thousands of miles, and the meteorites disintegrated for no reason and were completely erased.

"Angry, grief, unfortunately, you can't undo it!"

The Moon Weaver Girl stepped on the footsteps, withdrew from Baizhang, avoided the twelve edges of the sword, reversed the water and moon, and pointed to the sword, and suddenly, the dark silver magic waves rolled out, the stars and moonlight in the sky converged, and the water and moon were shining.

The ultimate move, the sword moon soared into the air, and the unprecedented air pressure swept away, and the Moon Demon clan forbidden, appearing in the world for the first time.

"Void Burial Moon!"

The move of burying the moon, majestic and incomparable, crashed into the sword of the limit, rumbling and shaking, a sword light swept by, and the Moon Weaver Girl snorted, and was injured for the first time.

On the other side, the plain figure took a few steps back, the vermilion in his mouth overflowed, and he swung the sword on the other side, showing mercy after all.

In front of the butterfly in the flower, the sword intent dissipated, and in the face of his relatives who had protected him for life and death, how could the sword in his hand be ruthless.

A pounding palm was imprinted on his chest again, blood splashed in the starry sky, close in front of him, but the ruthless eyes could no longer see the tenderness of the past.

"Can't you do it?

In the rear, the figure of the Moon Weaver Girl arrived again, reversing the water and moon to kill the light, and the fast sword was dying.

When the killing machine came, Ning Chen endured the injury, returned to the sword to block the move, and the sound of the sword roared, and the sorrow was played.

The dazzling beacon light splashed between the two, and the sword was shining brightly, illuminating the starry sky, whether to kill or kill.

The battle situation is far away, looking at the battle situation with calm eyes, no one is helping, no matter what his position is, there is no room for him to interfere in this battle.

As long as he is willing to kill the killer, Zhifang Hou doesn't have the ability to fight his way out of the encirclement, but can he do it against the butterfly in the flower?

This calamity is not so much a killing calamity as a heart calamity, but this calamity is not enough, and the fate will always be subject to the Demon Palace.

The battle situation, the sudden earthquake, the handover of swords, two against one, the heart robbery demon test.

The flying white hair, I don't know how much vermilion has been dyed, but not a drop belongs to the butterfly, the sword has been retracted, the knife has been merciful, and millions of people have been killed, in the face of the little warmth left in the heart, the sword in his hand refuses to be relative for a moment.

With a thud, the palm power shook the heart, the blood splashed down, and the gentleness of his eyes never wavered, Ning Chen raised his hand to Ning Yuan, and the sword light was dazzling, pointing at the butterfly chest in front of him.

There was no imaginary blood surge, the sword qi entered the body, disappeared without a trace, and in the rear, the upside-down water and moon killing light swept in, and he couldn't dodge, and a sword penetrated into his left shoulder, and blood sprayed like rain.

"Get out!"

Looking back at the moment, the gentle turn in his eyes turned ten thousand killing machines, the Taishi sword in Ning Chen's hand was extremely prosperous, the yin moon manifested, and the sky was shining.

The sword canon is a famous move, fierce and shocking, exchanging injuries for injuries, the sword light falls, and the moon collapses and the sun disperses.

"Ugh"

With a muffled snort, blood spilled into the starry sky, and the Moon Weaver Girl took a few steps back, holding the hand of the sword, and the blood continued to splash.

The battle is white-hot, not allowed to leave a hand, in the rear, the demonic energy is surging like a wave, the butterfly in the flower is dancing wildly, the combat power is raised to the peak, the extreme martial glory is shining, the god in the knife, the butterfly in the demon, the first invincible style of the past.

The water sleeves are entangled, the tears of the funeral flowers are full of black light, and a terrifying sword light rushes straight to the nine heavens, above the nine heavens, the void cracks, and the black butterflies fly, like the dark butterflies flying out of hell, tens of thousands of memories, and the terrifying breath makes people feel the depression that goes deep into the bone marrow.

"Butterfly Dance, Hades"

Behind the demon butterfly, the bleak butterfly wings opened, and at this moment, the entire starry sky shook, and the next moment, the sky-cutting sword light fell, and the starry sky collapsed.

The light of the knife came, Ning Chen looked back, waved the knife to block the funeral flowers, rumbling and shaking, above the thoughts, inch by inch cracks appeared, accompanied by a hundred years, it is difficult to continue to move forward today.

Trembling with sadness, Ning Chen's body shook at the same time, drew his knife and pointed at it, and pointed at the point on the former's chest again.

"Ugh"

Behind, the sword qi swept by, coming out of his body, Ning Chen's footsteps staggered, and he swung his sword back.

With a thud, the artifact shook the sword light, and the killing power in the eyes of the Moon Weaver Girl became more and more vigorous, and the water and moon sword were reversed, fighting with strength.

With the intention of cherishing the knife, the knife in Ning Chen's hand turned from offense to defense, and Taishi helped to block the power of the artifact.

Confrontation with several moves, the disadvantages are fully revealed, and the thoughts are sad, one after another, as if they are saying goodbye, and they seem to be praying.

The crack spread, becoming clearer and clearer, and the sorrow in the knife became more and more harsh.

Hearing the sad sound in the knife, Ning Chen's expression became more and more silent, and after a few strokes, a sword shook the person in front of him, the sword merged, and the heaven and earth opened together.

"If what you want is the last resort without regrets, then your fate will be fulfilled!"

With a soft shout, the two blades roared in unison, and in an instant, the sword brilliance rose endlessly, angrily rushing to the bull fight, shaking the stars.

"Heaven and earth are ringing together, life and death are against fate!"

The sword was taken off, the rainbow was shining, and the two staggered rays of light broke through the air and swept forward.

"Pole Road, Moon Sky!"

The killing move, the majestic spirit, the moon weaving goddess is condensed, the sword is extremely powerful, and a sword shakes the double rainbow.

The artifact fell, Taishi flew up, and the blade of love was broken in response, and in an instant, the sky was full of purple gas, so familiar, it seemed to be the last memory of the gods in the world, and after an instant, the imperial luck dispersed and disappeared into the starry sky.

Waving his hand to put away the broken blade of affection, Ning Chen's eyes were cold, and with a grip of his left hand, the sky was filled with blood mist, and the natal soldier reappeared.

"Knowing the fate of the sword, don't ask about life and death!"

With a cold snort, on the natal sword where the broken marks were still not recovered, the four poles of origin coiled out, and suddenly, the wind and the earth were moving, and the sun and the moon were shining.

"Four Elephants and Heavenly Leads, Chaos Pole"

Four sources move four elephants, two swords cause chaos, behind Ning Chen, a vision appears, chaos evolves, black vortex rolls, and muffled thunder.

"Swordsmanship, Taiyi!"

The sword is the only one, self-contained, built with nothing, the main one is ether, and the supreme sword emerges majestically from the chaos, illuminating the entire starry sky bright.

In the rear, the butterfly in the flower wanted to come forward to help, and suddenly, the foot staggered, and the strange light around the body rose, and the god forbade it to show its power and forcibly seal its body.

The sword light breaks through the stars, moving the heavens and the earth with yin and yang, a dazzling sword, gradually returning to the basics, a sword breaking through the sky, and sinking thousands of miles.

Seeing this, the Moon Weaver Girl's eyes were condensed, the artifact was extremely bright, and the sword blade slashed and met the move.

"Ugh"

A muffled snort sounded, the sword light penetrated her body, and the Moon Weaver Girl retreated under her feet, blood splashed on her chest, and she was severely injured.

"Butterfly dance, God asks!"

In the rear, the butterfly in the flower forcibly shook the forbidden in the body, regardless of the backlash, the tears of the funeral flower were doubled, the black and white blade appeared, the sky asked the first appearance, and the demon butterfly asked the sky.

Ning Chen looked back, swung his sword to block the move, his recovery was insufficient, and there was a sharp shock, and blood stained the starry sky.

"A lose-lose situation?"

Outside the battle, the lord of Xiaoyue Mansion looked at this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, the situation was so favorable, these two people still failed to kill him, I have to say that the combat power of this fateful marquis is already strong to the point that the world looks up to it.

In the distance, the tragic battle situation, the injuries are constantly exchanged, and the sword of fate is born, and the killing is raging.

Twin swords against double strength, as the battle progressed, the cracks on the sword spread little by little, and the broken sword could not bear the aftermath of the war, and there were also signs of collapse.

Sighing softly, it was difficult to get out, Ning Chen's eyes were certain, he waved his hand Shen Yuan, the black light around him swirled out, and the moment he pulled out the sword of the Sick King, in the distance, the demon waves were surging, the Buddha power was churning, and the two completely different breaths were pervasive, shocking.

The Moon Weaver Girl, the butterfly in the flower, looks into the distance, and looks at the direction where the breath appears.

But seeing the holy light and demonic breath, a charming figure in a light pink dress stepped into the air, step by step, the starry sky gave birth to lotus, and the breath of Buddha and demons was surging.

"The six degrees of the demon Buddha, the Brahma ghost is born and destroyed!"

Without saying much, the shot is the move of the extreme sky, the king of love dyeing Ming raised the palm of Nayuan, the Buddha gas and the demon waves rolled up, suddenly, the heaven and the earth shook, thousands of miles of starry sky overturned and fell, and the terrifying image was like the end of the world again.

On the road to hell, the Buddha and the demon appeared, and the Huangquan ferry was vibrant, and the two were shocked, and the Buddha and the demon twin elements broke through the sky, and the stone broke through the sky.

Variables appeared, Ning Chen's body, the black brilliance quickly converged, and the sword of the sick king who had not yet been born disappeared, and he stepped in an instant, and the double swords made waves.

The Moon Weaver Girl and the butterfly in the flower gaze, strong moves, block the moves.

The four pinnacles of the world merged in pairs, sword to sword, palm to knife, and there was a violent shock, and the battle situation was instantaneous.

"Know your fate, go"

The aftermath roared, and the figure of King Ai Dye Ming flashed, bringing his badly injured fate, and quickly disappeared.

In the surging waves, the Moon Weaver Girl wanted to chase, but suddenly, her footsteps staggered, and the heavy injuries in her body broke out, eating her body.

On the other side, the butterfly in the flower waved his knife to disperse the aftermath of the surge, and his cold eyes looked at the direction where the two of them were far away, and he stepped on it and chased after him.

"Butterflies in flowers, no!"

The Goddess of Moonweave changed color and stopped her voice.

Hundreds of feet away, the butterfly in the flower stopped, looked at the woman behind her with an indifferent expression, and said, "Why not?"

"The plan has changed, entanglement is useless, that fateful marquis is scheming, it may be dangerous for you to catch up alone, so far for today, go back to the Demon Domain to recover your life first!"