Whoa......

After the slender blue figure fell out of the water, and after a few breaths, Gu Juan struggled to crawl out of the water, leaning on a cobblestone a few feet away from her and gasping for breath.

There are two swords lined up side by side beside him, two knives, one long and one short, looking like the moonlight is cold, and like autumn water, even if you just put it around, you can feel a chill coming from the blade of the sword, making people feel cold all over the body.

Gu Ju Ling Ling shuddered, and suddenly found that he would feel so cold that he was shivering.

This is a terrifying experience that has never been experienced since the beginning of the Flame Palm cultivation.

He reached out and grasped the longer pair of swords, and was a little surprised to see that the two short swords flew up on their own, embedded in the long swords, forming two sharp blades with a somewhat strange shape.

The next moment, he propped up his body from the ground, held a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, and walked towards the woman in the blue dress who was lying motionless on the ground not far away.

The palace clothes she was wearing were already in tatters, and only some broken pieces of cloth and silk were still hanging on her body, revealing a large area of white jade-like skin underneath, coupled with the vertical and horizontal wounds and dripping blood, which strangely presented a thrilling beauty.

Gu Juan staggered a few steps, and finally stabilized his figure, looking at her as if he was looking at a piece of lifeless dead wood.

He walked up to her, and without hesitation, slashed his sword toward her slender neck.

Bite!

A black light shot from the depths of the darkness, and the falling sword grazed her neck, cutting off a feather tail and leaving only a deep wound in her shoulder.

Gu Juan struck to no avail, so he directly extinguished the thought of slashing again, but moved on his toes, picked up the soft body and flew into the undercurrent surging river, and then picked up a piece of feather tail and stuffed it into his mouth regardless of it, and continued to walk forward.

The figure rushing from the shadows seemed to hesitate for a moment, then took a final look at him, swerved sharply and jumped into the rushing water.

"Heh......" A smile tugged at the corner of Gu Juan's mouth, thinking that when the figure rushed just now, his eyes seemed to be more focused on the sword in his hand, so he didn't hesitate to throw the two swords that could be called divine weapons into the water one after the other, and disappeared into the darkness empty-handed.

Closer, he could already feel the rhythm of the double-edged axe, and if he got closer, he could once again grasp the gentle hilt of the axe, and face the enemy that was about to chase after him.

Getting the axe has almost become an obsession for him, supporting him to keep moving forward when he is about to run out of oil, dragging his tired and painful body to the point of nearing numbness, and blasting all the aliens who dare to approach, just to get closer to the axe.

Following the turbulent current, Gu Juan tirelessly moved forward, until he came to the edge of a cliff, then suddenly stopped his steps, and looked at a tall figure that appeared there silently with an expressionless face.

There was the sound of rumbling water in his ears, and there was a hazy mist all around him, his pupils contracted slightly, staring at the man in a robe and a hat dozens of steps away, and he didn't rush directly as he had always done before, but stood still with a solemn expression, slowly tensing his body.

This guy is not an alien creature from the Lake of Thousand Feathers, and the aura emanating from him carries the arrogance and domineering of Shunchang's rebellion, which is exactly the same as the ancient god Tsuki.

The figure slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of eyes full of yin owl cruelty, he looked up and down at Gu Juan not far away, the corners of his mouth were raised up little by little, and his smile was extremely hideous.

"The true god sent me out of the door at any cost, just to get rid of you insects who don't know fear and dare to fight against the true god, and the true god protects me, and finally let me find the first target of killing here......"

"I will take your life first, and then I will go to the man who is wrapped in darkness, and I will torture him and his men to death, and I will take his flesh and cut off his internal organs as the best sacrifice to the true God. ”

He spoke in a strange and aria-like tone, and there was an ominous mixture of chaos, evil, filth, hideousness, madness, and so on.

Gu Juan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, never making a move, not even speaking, but adjusting his position and posture little by little, looking towards the side and back.

Then, he fumbled and took out the torn blood book from his bosom, threw it aside, and let it swerve into the distance.

Smack!

The next moment, from the darkness behind came a somewhat subtle footsteps, but they could drown out the sound of rumbling water, so that people could hear it clearly.

Smack!

The footsteps seemed to be a little closer.

Then it stopped, wisps of inky darkness flowing from behind, exuding a palpitating aura of cold death......

Gu Juan was expressionless, and in an instant, he gathered his mind and focused all his attention on the other two people who stood on three legs.

Finally, before he could get the axe, he had already gathered with them, and they were about to talk to each other before the Dark River Falls, and two of them died in a warm atmosphere, leaving only one to have the last laugh.

"It's good that the two main targets have been gathered, and I don't have to bother to find them one by one. ”

The tall man standing on the edge of the waterfall sneered and took off his hat, threw it down the waterfall, and then crossed his arms, each holding two scimitars tied to his sides with his backhand.

"Whoever offends the true God will die without a place to be buried, and will suffer forever from the burning of the gods!"

He chuckled under his breath and slowly pulled out the two three-foot scimitars hanging from his waist.

As the blade was unsheathed, the two alien beasts at the top of the hilt opened their eyes at the same time, projecting a chaotic and evil light, one pair nailed to Gu Ju's body, and the other pair pierced through the inky darkness and landed on the body of the re-advent.

"My Ten Thousand Years of Pursuit ......"

A sentimental-sounding sigh rang out from the depths of the darkness.

Gu Juan squinted his eyes violently and saw that in the depths of the darkness, the Karmara disciple was stretching out his blood-drenched left hand and slowly wiping it through the void, while in his other hand, he held a lone sword hilt, and the blade that was originally attached to the hilt was full of rust and blood, and it was gone.

All that was left was the bare hilt of the sword, which was still tightly held in his hand.

But as his blood fell, a blood-colored blade of its dark red color silently appeared in the void, which he lifted with great difficulty and lay across his body.

He stared intently at the blood-colored sword in his hand, as if through it, he had already seen the figure of Yu Qianxuan who didn't know where he was, and it seemed that he was looking for the answer that he had never seen through.

Rumble!

Gu Juan held his breath and condensed, gathered all his thoughts, stepped forward with one foot, stepped back with one foot, pointed his left hand to the ground at the bottom, and his right hand pointed to the sky at the top, both of them clenched into fists, lined up on both sides of his body, and the upper and lower wounds on his body were flipped and cracked at the same time, and blood gushed and flowed wantonly, posing an even more bizarre punch start.

"Thou shalt die by the sword of God, and ye shall mourn in the wrath of God for a thousand years!"

The tall figure suddenly pulled out two scimitars, and the eyes of the two beast sculptures on the top of the handles shone brightly, instantly enveloping everything around them in an incomparably evil chaos, and the power belonging to the ancient gods descended with a bang.

With a long roar, the rickety's body suddenly straightened up at this moment, and stabbed out the bloody sword in his hand.

"It's hard to build roads, kill!

Teachers and friends are dying, kill!

All living beings are suffering, kill!

If you can't ask for it, kill it!

Linger and die, kill!

Heaven is ruthless, kill!

Kill, kill, kill!

Kill the Qiankun thoroughly, and return my heart to a clear heart!"

The scimitar is unsheathed, and the bloody sword is stabbed.

At this moment, Gu Ju's right fist tightened to the extreme, and with the core of Heaven and Earth Wuji, it smashed down from top to bottom in front of him.

Correspondingly, his left hand was clenched into a fist, which was also tense to the extreme, with the red lotus karmic fire as the core, and blasted out from the bottom to the top in front of him.

With both fists out, its momentum is monstrous.

Rumble!

When the inevitable tripartite war was coming, in the near desperate situation without the help of the red clothes from the side, he no longer thought about anything, forgot the axe, no longer cared about victory or defeat, and didn't even care about life and death.

The right fist is downward to make heaven and earth infinite, the left fist is upward to drive the red lotus karma fire, and the two fists are forward at the same time, and the two Guiyuan hammers collide in one place between the electric light and flint.

"Take my punch, return to the yuan double hammer, mixed explosion!"