[Chapter 1173 If you don't hurt anyone, you hurt yourself first, and you will die with the mandarin duck!]
This is also the last desperate sword of Danhong Lady and Luo Wuxiang, before they came here, they never expected to be forced to such a point so quickly.
In less than a quarter of an hour of fighting, it was already the final moment of life and death.
If they had expected to come this far, they would not have been able to catch up so easily.
But now, regret is useless.
Martial arts can be cultivated to this point, and they are all people with steel-minded hearts, Danhong Niangzi shot angrily, and Luo Wuxiang also abandoned all distracting thoughts, but poured all his spirit into this move.
This wind and fire combined attack last move, originally they had not yet reached the peak, but now under the pressure of Feng Ziyue, they actually achieved perfection!
Luo Wuxiang believes that at this time, even if it is the senior brother Xuan Zhenzi, in the face of this sword, he must retreat!
"Feng Ziyue, the dispute between you and me is the will of heaven, and now you have to die!"
At this time, no matter what you say, it no longer makes sense, this sword is over, and life and death are decided!
Whether it is Feng Ziyue's retreat or hard connection, he can't escape the fate of death!
Feng Ziyue took a deep breath and shook his head slightly in the face of the rapidly approaching tornado.
"The two of them hit together, it's just like that......"
"It's a pity, if I give you another ten years to complete this tornado, you may be able to help me again, and the current situation-"
"-I'm enough with a sword!"
Feng Ziyue let out a long roar, and the sword light flickered, only to see that everything in the world seemed to stand still all of a sudden, and the passage of time slowed down!
Sword Magic. The seventh style, the world is the same!
The pinnacle sword of Jutian martial arts, after being tempered by the sword cave, reappeared in the hands of Feng Ziyue!
Just like the previous Six Styles. The sword is different in his hand today.
The power of heaven and earth convergence does not seem to come from the outside world, but from the innate divine sword in his hand as the source, and it is integrated into one, which is a great harmony!
This sword is more calm than the sword that destroyed heaven and earth just now, but it brings more pressure to people!
The momentum of the wind and fire tornado. Originally, it had the power to sweep the heavens and the earth, but under the influence of his sword, it was a slight stagnation!
"How is that possible?"
Luo Wuxiang's heart shook wildly, and he looked at each other in disbelief.
By this time, he was already old. It was impossible to stop, not to mention that the Danhong Lady moved forward bravely, relying on his wind evil sword intent to protect himself, so that he had no room to retreat.
"Wonderful!"
Yuelan, who was watching from the sidelines, was like frost stroking her palms and admiring, and her mouth was wonderful.
Feng Ziyue used the sword to the extreme. It was really unexpected for her, she originally thought it would be a hard battle, but she didn't expect it to be so easy!
This combination of wind and fire is like coming up to break the sword of Feng Ziyue!
Wind and fire tornado. The wind fuels the fire, and the power is amazing. If you want to break this trick, the average person's idea. Naturally, if you want to divide and conquer, the wind and fire will be divided, and the power will be reduced, so there will naturally be a way to find an opportunity to crack it.
But Luo Wuxiang and Danhong Lady have the same heart, and it is almost impossible to break their alliance.
Therefore, Feng Ziyue's sword, don't find a way, the way to break the move, is not to divide, but to combine.
Feng Ziyue, the sword of the world, gathers the power of heaven and earth, and it is forced to combine the power of wind and fire!
In this way, the ferocious tornado will not be broken!
Luo Wuxiang already felt that something was wrong, but Danhong Lady was still unconscious, and shot with all her might, he only felt that their two long swords were unconsciously getting closer and closer, as if they were being pulled by something, glued together!
He secretly complained in his heart, in this way, although his power increased sharply, he faintly felt that he couldn't control it!
"If you don't hurt others, you hurt yourself first, what's the use of such a trick?"
Luo Wuxiang had cold sweat on his forehead, and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't shout a word!
The power of wind and fire is still increasing, because the higher the degree of aggregation, the greater the power exerted. Danhong Lady hadn't noticed it yet, she sneered again and again, and only felt as if she had supreme power in her hand, as long as she gave it lightly, she could take Feng Ziyue's life, but she didn't know that all the pressure was concentrated on Luo Wuxiang's body at this moment.
"Boy, let's take your life!"
She is full of ambition, and her sword light is like practice!
Feng Ziyue stood with his sword, but he looked at him with a smile, the sword of the world was out, but he no longer resisted, standing in place, as if he was waiting for death with his eyes closed!
"You know you can't escape, right, save yourself a little more trouble!"
Wind and fire tornado, only three feet away from Fengziyue!
Two feet!
One foot!
Half a foot!
Danhong Lady laughed loudly, turned around and said, "Senior brother, this kid is nothing more than that, don't be too ......"
She suddenly froze, and her complexion changed slightly, because she saw Luo Wuxiang's miserable white face!
"Poof!"
Luo Wuxiang finally couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand shattered with a bang, and the wind and fire tornado that had been gathered to a very small size shattered and flew out in all directions!
"Senior brother!"
Danhong Lady exclaimed, withdrew her sword and retreated, stretched out her hand, hugged Luo Wuxiang, and retreated ten feet!
"This ...... What the hell is going on!"
She hugged Luo Wuxiang with one hand, but her eyes were glaring at Feng Ziyue viciously, although she didn't know what was going on, but she knew in her heart that it must be this kid's ghost!
Smack!
Yue Lan on the side applauded Rushuang, she shook her head and sighed.
"Danhong Lady, your senior brother is very affectionate to you, the damage of this sword move is all suffered by him alone, I can't help but praise this man, but unfortunately, you are as stupid as a cow, if you are not so proud and complacent, you found out the change earlier, abandoned the sword and retreated, he will not suffer this fatal injury!"
"What did you say?"
Danhong Lady suddenly changed color, her eyes turned to Luo Wuxiang, but she saw that his eyes were scattered, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and he was still trying to move his lips.
"Division...... Sister, let's go...... Let's go!"
"You...... You are no match for this man, go and tell him...... Master!"
Before the words fell, Luo Wuxiang's neck was crooked, and the second disciple of the dignified Tianyuan Sect lost his life so inexplicably!
"Senior brother!"
Danhong Lady didn't understand until this time, she shouted angrily, her eyes were bloodshot!
"Thief, I want your life!"
She lost her lover, her head could not turn around for a while, she turned over, put Luo Wuxiang's body on the ground, and rushed out desperately, but she threw herself towards Feng Ziyue with her bare hands.
Feng Ziyue sighed, and the long sword in his hand was lightly wiped.
Laugh at!
Listening to the sound of cracking silk, the tip of Feng Ziyue's sword swept across the throat of Danhong Niangzi, leaving a line of blood.
Danhong Niangzi's body shook non-stop, and with a look of disbelief on her face, she fell to the ground with a bang.
Feng Ziyue put away her sword and spread her hands, shook her head and said: "She is in a state of turmoil, and if she wants to make a move at this time, it is nothing more than a martyrdom, but she is also a fierce person......"
He sighed, but his face was also pale, and he sat down dejectedly!