Without looking back, the sword God said to Huang Fengtu, "elder martial brother, did you tell her all this?"
"Hum, Ling Tian, don't be so hypocritical, sword maniac. Your parents were killed by this villain. Kill her quickly." Huang Fengtu roared with a guilty heart.
The sword God glanced back from the corner of his eye. He said with anger in his voice: "elder martial brother, I finally understand why I've been looking for my daughter for so many years and got nothing. It turns out that she has been with you all the time."
Huang Fengtu had a little panic in his eyes. He was obviously broken by the sword Shinto, so he urged the sword crazy again and said: "don't let him talk nonsense any more. He is delaying time and recovering his power."
After that, Huang Fengtu got up from the ground with difficulty, his hand shadow flying, white light dazzling, and quietly attacked the sword God.
Sanshou's palm wind hit the sword God's vest, and the clothes were sunken, forming a palm print.
This time, the sword God moved, and his other hand swept gently behind him, like a grain of dust.
One hand swept, light and flexible, but a strong sword gas burst out from the fingers.
The next second is in front of Huang Fengtu.
Poof!
With a splash of blood, another blood hole appeared on Huang Fengtu's other shoulder. He flew out again like a broken kite and hit the cliff.
Bang!
Huang Fengtu fell to the ground fiercely, but a smile rose from the corner of his mouth, because he confirmed one thing.
Sword God Ling Tian's strength is not at the peak at this moment. At the beginning, his sword Qi shows his powerful strength.
However, this blow, he obviously can't send out that shot out of thin air again, he used his hand, although the power is still strong, it is enough to show that his strength is decreasing.
Huang Fengtu is a master. He knows this very well.
This time, as Huang Fengtu expected, the sword God was at the critical moment of closure. Therefore, he didn't go to southern Sichuan in person until he heard about his daughter. Otherwise, with his concern for his daughter, he would go in person.
This time, he took a lot of risk to break through, but if there was no external attack, he would not be in great danger.
But he didn't expect that the sword maniac hit him with a sword. It was like an inflated balloon was punctured, the accumulated gas was released, and the ball was shriveled.
The sword God is like this ball. When he reaches the critical moment of practicing, he is full of energy. When he is pierced by this sword, his energy leaks out. His strength is greatly reduced. At least at this moment, his strength is not as good as one-third of his normal strength.
When the sword God dealt with Huang Fengtu's attack, his heart and mind suddenly fell behind. Just at this moment, the sword maniac sent out his strength, and the long sword came back. The next second, it quietly appeared in the sword God's side.
Poof!
The sword hit again, but only one inch, and it was hard to advance. But it was no doubt another breath on the ball. The breath that the sword God held quickly passed, and his eyes became sharp and painful. Two fingers were together and swept to the sword crazy head.
Although Jianchi tried his best to dodge, he was still powerless in the face of this blow. The sword contained in two fingers was ready to move, and it seemed that it could burst out at any time.
Although the strength of the sword God is greatly reduced, this blow is still enough to kill the sword maniac.
The sword maniac has realized that he can't do anything, and those who admit their life will no longer resist, but his eyes are still fixed on the sword God, full of unwilling and angry.
Huang Fengtu was overjoyed. The smile in the corner of his mouth became stronger. It seemed that he saw the wonderful scene of sword Madman's death.
As long as the sword maniac dies under the sword God, his goal will be achieved. Although it is not as perfect as killing the sword God, the sword God has killed his daughter who he has been looking for for for many years, which will be a fatal blow to him.
In particular, the sword God attaches great importance to love and righteousness, which makes his life worse than death.
"Ha ha, you can kill me. After killing you, you will be miserable all your life. Life is worse than death. Then I will be equivalent to avenging you for fighting for the position of leader." Huang Fengtu grins in his heart and stares at the sword God and the sword maniac without blinking. He wants to enjoy this wonderful scene.
All of a sudden, the sword God's fingers stopped and stopped at the sword Chi's cheek, just a little distance away.
Sword maniac can even feel the hidden but not sword Qi, scraping her cheek pain. She stared at each other suspiciously, with many complicated thoughts in her heart. Why did he stop and why could he kill me instead of doing it?
She had many thoughts, but the seeds of hatred began to work, and instantly swallowed up these thoughts. There was only one thought in her mind - killing the God of sword, revenge!
Puchi!
The sword in her hand stabbed down, from the rib of the sword God to her back. A stream of blood came down from the tip of the sword, and the blood went down his snow-white gown
Flow, dyed red clothes.
The sword God's eyes widened. He looked up to the sky and roared. The roar soared up and seemed to penetrate the clouds.
The howling goes far away, rippling among the mountains and among the Luofu mountains.
All the people in Jianzong heard this howling, and they all knew it was their master's howling. Moreover, the pain and anger they conveyed made them clap in their hearts, raising a bad premonition.
Whizz, whizz!
Strong winds shot away from the cliff in all directions.
Ning fan is one of them. He hears too many emotions from the howling. He has guessed from the performance of Jian 2 and Jian 3 that it must be the howling of the sword God.
He began to feel uneasy in his heart: "has Huang Fengtu and Jian Chi arrived at Jian Zong?" He always knew that Huang Fengtu was insidious and cunning. He must have used some secret method to avoid the view of the disciples of Jianzong, arrived at Jianzong, and already had a hand with Jianshen. As for the final result, he could not guess.
"Sword maniac, you must not die, you must not die!" Ning fan's heart is filled with unspeakable pain, and his mind can't help playing back the bits and pieces of his relationship with Jian Chi.
At the beginning, he and Jianchi developed from enemies. They were in the same situation. After being defeated by Ning fan, Jianchi wanted to win back. But gradually she came into contact with him. She found that the gap between herself and him was too big, and it was getting bigger and bigger. She almost lost her confidence.
Ning fan also gradually adapted from his dislike of banter. The power of adaptation is terrible. He adapted to the existence of Jian Chi and the invisible pressure of Jian Chi, and his skill improved by leaps and bounds.
In the last war of Huangfu, Ning fan understood more.
The strength of sword maniac has surpassed him, as if he had an unknown sword.
However, Jian Chi didn't continue her previous thought. She seems to have forgotten her oath to defeat Ning fan.