. A sharp pop rang out, and an invisible spatial movement spread out at the tip of the sword.

Where the space was spreading, its space shattered in vain, and a terrifying aura flew around.

Taking a few steps forward, Huang Wushuang's figure directly swept over those terrifying spatial rifts, holding the long sword, and one of its swords swung out again.

Around the same is the flying space turbulence, and Huang Wushuang's figure looks so tall.

This sword not only involved the surrounding violent energy, but also involved the terrifying spatial turbulence around it, and the spatial turbulence also fell like flowing water.

Seeing this, Huang Ling Tian's calm face finally changed slightly, he didn't expect that Huang Wushuang would dare to be so bold and risk the consequences of being swallowed by the spatial turbulence to attract this sword.

"Wushuang, do you really want to kill as a teacher so much?" Huang Ling Tian said lightly, looking at the turbulence of those spaces like air.

With his right foot slightly raised, Huang Ling Tian took a few steps one after another, and an air sword appeared in his hand, without the slightest hesitation, this qi sword with terrifying sword intent slashed down.

The spatial turbulence and qi seemed so fragile in front of this sword, and they all turned into nothingness.

The terrifying energy rebounded back, Huang Wushuang spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his body avoided the spatial crack in embarrassment, and fell to the ground.1 Huang Wushuang's feet drew two inch-deep footprints on the ground and were pushed straight out a few feet away.

At the same time, an air sword broke through the qi and pierced directly through Huang Wushuang's chest, and the blood spilled out, dyeing a martial robe red.

The strongest move still can't help Huang Lingtian, and at this moment, there is no true qi left in the body.

Huang Wushuang sighed slightly, his life was constantly passing, and he suddenly returned, looking at the five peaks of the Sword God that had stood for thousands of years, his originally clear eyes also appeared a little sloppy, and a goodbye look appeared in that sloppy eyes.

At this moment, Huang Wushuang's mind kept replaying every grass and tree of the Sword God Five Peaks, and decades had passed inadvertently, and his whole life had been in the Sword God Gate!

Huang Wushuang had gradually felt that his life was beginning to drain, the qi sword not only pierced his chest, but also pierced his heart, the beating heart in front of him had gradually stopped, and what was left was a hazy consciousness still existed in his mind, and he refused to leave for a long time, his boring mouth opened slightly, and he muttered: "Master, I can't kill you!"

Looking at the sky silently, a fierce sword intent was still permeating Huang Wushuang's body, and he regretted the sword intent.

"Master, who is the person buried in this sword path?" A childish childish voice sounded in Huang Wushuang's ears.

"That's the martyr who guarded the Sword God Gate and paid for his life, Wushuang, you have to target them!"

Huang Wushuang still knew Huang Lingtian's gentle words by heart, and at this moment, Huang Wushuang had gradually become confused.

Everything in the past is like the moon in the water, and Hua in the mirror disappears into the countless domineering spatial turbulence.

The sunset fell, the evening breeze was like a ridge, Huang Wushuang's thin figure slowly fell to the ground, looking at Huang Ling Tian's still cold face, Huang Wushuang hated it!

hated that he didn't have the strength to kill him, and hated that Huang Lingtian still walked on that road of no return.

A teacher for one day, a father for life, the depth of love, the depth of hate, it is precisely because of the deep love for Huang Ling Tian that Huang Wushuang wanted to kill him, but everything was over.

A line of tears slid down, passed through the already cold cheeks, and condensed into crystal droplets, devouring the memories of the past bit by bit.

The boundless sword qi drowned Huang Wushuang's figure, and at the last moment of his life, Huang Wushuang whispered: "Life is also joy, death is not sorrowful! Master, I hate you so much, I hate you so much!"

When the blood and tears flowed, Huang Wushuang felt that the darkness was coming, and at this moment the vitality had been exhausted, and all that was left was endless darkness waiting for him.

Holding the sword proudly, Huang Wushuang's long sword pointed at the sky, and he roared: "Repentance!"

The sword that fell to the ground suddenly shot up, and Huang Wushuang held the sword weapon in vain, and with his last consciousness, Huang Wushuang swung the last sword.

This is a mesmerizing sword light, this sword contains the spirit of Huang Wushuang, sword intent, consciousness, and unwillingness.

At this moment, the sword and the emperor seem to coincide together, regardless of each other!

Seeing this, Huang Ling Tian sighed lightly, and still swung out with a sword, and the terrifying sword momentum destroyed Huang Wushuang's sword.

Huang Wushuang's figure retreated a few steps backwards again, and with each step back, hot blood spilled out.

The sword qi passed through Huang Wushuang's body, and the originally thin body turned into a blood stain and shot out in all directions, the long sword slowly fell to the ground, the sword body trembled, and there was a sad sword groan, and the long sword shattered from the sword body, turning into countless fragments and spilling all over the ground, like the blood gushing out of Huang Wushuang's body, it looked so powerless. The sword weapon is psychic, the sword is in the person, the sword Lu is dead, don't you know that the person is dead and the sword is dead!

People always have to die in their lives, but Huang Wushuang left with endless regrets, and everyone present was a witness to Huang Wushuang's fall.

A few tears slowly dripped from his cloudy eyes, Huang Ling Tian looked indifferently at the blood stains all over the ground, put his hands behind his back, slowly turned around, and walked towards the five peaks of the Sword God, and then, he stopped his figure and muttered: "Wushuang, all the people we encounter can be divided by one circle after another, and the one who always stands together without being separated by a line is your most important person, and you are divided!"

The remnant sun was like blood, and Huang Lingtian's lonely figure turned into a phantom and ran towards the five peaks of the Sword God, followed by the black-clothed man who came all over the world.

Liu Ruyan stood on the peak of the setting moon, and at this moment, Liu Ruyan's indifferent god of the past had been washed away by tears.

The haggard god sè emerged, and Liu Yuyan's whole person seemed to have lost her spirit.

Liu Yuyan looked at the Sword Cliff with a vacant gaze, and said lightly: "It's over, the Lord of Luoxia Peak has bought you enough time, and now the Peak Protection Array has been opened!Are you ready?"

Liu Yuyan's voice was flat, but it resounded in the five peaks of the Sword God.

"Fight!" a neat shout rang out, and the birds on the branches flew towards the sky.

Several Hún Martial Realm Martial Artists, several fake Hún Martial Realm Martial Artists, no matter how amazing the defense of the Sword God Gate was, they couldn't withstand the continuous attacks.

Some of the low-level disciples of the Sword God Sect all looked at the black-clothed man who came from all over the world in shock, the endless stream of sword qi!

Around the five peaks of the Sword God, a layer of light appeared on it, and the light and shadow gradually changed, forming the appearance of Vermilion Bird, Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, and Qilin.

The Vermilion Bird covers Chaoyang Peak, the Green Dragon covers the Sword God Peak, the White Tiger covers the Xiyue Peak, the Xuanwu covers the Xingchen Peak, and the Qilin covers the Luoxia Peak.

This is the Sword God Five Peaks Peak Protection Array, and at the same time, its five roars resounded on the sword path of Luoxia Peak, and the five stone statues are the core of this Peak Protection Array.

Countless sword qi surged towards this Peak Protector Taisho like a tide, and the light curtain shook slightly.

If the Peak Guarding Sword Formation was breached, then what greeted the Sword God Gate would be the price of destroying Xìng, and the Sword God disciples drew their swords and rushed towards the peak.

Due to the reason of the peak protection array, the people in black could not directly pass the light curtain, so they gathered towards the foot of the mountain one after another, and attacked Lou from the bottom to the top.

There are newborn children behind them, and there are elderly fathers, and at this moment they can only use the sword in their hands to protect them!

A battle unfolded at the foot of each peak, sword qi flew everywhere, the shouts continued, countless figures were rushing from each peak, a disciple in front of him fell, and several disciples made up for it, in the past, these disciples who were not favored by the high-level of the Sword God Gate moved the high-level of the Sword God Gate. The sword broke, and the enemy's sword, which was still resisting with both hands, fell, still dragging the enemy's big tuǐ with both hands.

Some of the seriously injured Sword God disciples blocked the mountain path with their bodies, and although they could only hinder the opponent's footsteps for a few seconds, they did not regret it.

The Five Peaks of the Sword God are undoubtedly the weakest in Luoxia Peak, but they stubbornly block the man in black at the foot of the mountain, and they can't go beyond half a step.

"Return, Sword God sail!" The melodious singing was accompanied by the shouts of countless Sword God disciples, blood flowed like a river, and the cultivation was not as good as the other party, the Sword God disciples broke their own meridians, in order to cultivate for a short time, in order to protect the homeland behind them, they gave up the future without hesitation, and the entire canopy of the sky became blood red, and even the white clouds on the horizon became red, which made people feel breathless when they looked at it. Under this red cloud, everything is dyed red, and the sky is red,

The mountains are red, the falling snow is red, and even the cold mountain wind blows through it, as if it is also red.

A thick bloody breath blew from the wind and permeated the peaks!

Although most of the elites of the Sword God Sect went with the Moon Horror Immortals, there were many strong people in the research, and several Hún Martial Realm martial artists were extremely reluctant to drag those black-clothed people back, but the arrival of Emperor Ling Tian broke the situation!

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and under one sword, there is the fall of dozens of sword god disciples, and the defense built with xìng's life has gradually begun to collapse!

Countless black-clothed people with profound cultivation seemed to have a sharp blade deeply opening a path, followed by countless black-clothed people 1 five black sè waves with terrifying sword qi towards the five peaks of the sword god!

In an instant, like the collapse of a huge dam, a violent crowd of people rushed up, and in the fierce roar, countless black-clothed people swarmed up, constantly approaching the peaks!

The remnant sun is like the rushing flowing water, tilting as follows, the afterglow is sprinkled all over the five peaks of the sword god, the ground is full of blood red, and the remnant sun is like blood!。