Chapter 330

The powerful and terrifying air pressure vibrated over wushuangcheng. It was powerful and true, which caused the wind and cloud to roll. The dark clouds covered the scorching sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The white moth's shadow rises and falls behind the master of quadrupole realm. The next moment, a pair of huge moth wings open, and the evil element surges, shocking the world.

The evening white eyebrow head wrinkles more tightly, what thing?

In the distance, the eyes of the master of eternal night flashed a different color. What kind of monster did the master of quadrupole integrate into his body? Can the man in front of him still be called a man?

The white moth spreads its wings, and the figure of the quadrupole realm master disappears suddenly. In a flash, it comes to the front of the body of the twilight white. With one blow, the heaven and earth collapse.

The collapse of the sword can't stop the terrible evil yuan. Mubai raises his left hand, and his sword finger coagulates his will to stop the evil yuan. However, when he hears a loud bang, Bai Yi withdraws from the collapse space, only to fall a little.

Since the war, the unbeaten sword of the barren City retreated for the first time.

On the ground, Prince Yan looked at the monsters in the air and frowned slightly. It was really a disgusting force. The smell of the white moth was not like human beings, but more like the monsters piled up by countless flesh and blood and real yuan.

With the reopening of the war, the constantly fluctuating evil elements are extremely terrifying, mottled and chaotic, just like the evil spirits coming into the world, which makes people feel the deep fear.

"Today, let you experience the horror of hell"

with a roar from the master of quadrupole realm, the jade of heaven and earth rises, the four sources of water, fire, wind and thunder roar and gallop, the ice solidifies the shape of a knife, the wind helps the fire, the blade is quenched by fire, and the blessing of thunder and lightning is given. In the eyes of the public, a peerless magic soldier slowly comes into the world, and the jade of heaven and earth is embedded between the handle and the body of the knife.

The master of quadrupole reaches the strongest state in his life. He has white armor to protect his whole body. He has black hair and dances wildly, just like a demon.

In the distance, a figure with red clothes and red hair appeared. Looking at the master in the air, a touch of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"In order to pursue power, he has gone crazy, you can't hesitate any more"

Meng Xuanji said in a deep voice. Now the war is still in China, and the soldiers sent from the four polar regions have suffered so heavy casualties. In the future, if the war burns to the four polar regions, it will be a nightmare for the four polar regions.

There was a time when the master taught him to live a life worthy of heaven and earth. Why did he become like this now.

On the matchless City, the terrible figure in the sky, the breath is more and more powerful, the moth wings are flapping, the speed is as fast as white flash, so that people can't even catch the shadow.

The most powerful creatures in quadrupole for thousands of years are not human beings or demons. They are only strong, and the strong ones are frightening.

Dusk White's left arm was swept by the blade of the magic weapon, and his blood was red and white. However, the swordsman's look was still calm, without any fear.

With a sword in hand, the gods and demons are not afraid. The swordsman's heart is firm. He was born for the sword and never wavered.

The violent figure, on the top of the ups and downs of tianduan and the divine forces of nature, continuously absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and becomes more and more powerful.

The wind moves the sword, the thunder roars. After the blessing of the evil yuan, the sword falls into the sky and completely annihilates them.

"Sword style, a sword is a great calamity"

the terrible evil power comes, the dusk is still like a mountain, the right hand is raised, the chaotic sword embryo is waved, the half moon shaped sword Qi swings open, seemingly nothing strange, but at this moment, it is like the most terrible calamity in the world, a sword cuts into the void.

Seeing the sword form coming out, the leader of Yongye sect and Prince Yan became serious. They came to prove the nine forms of heaven and the true sword of twilight.

When a sword comes out, heaven and earth are in awe. A huge space crack appears from the sword. In a twinkling, the void collapses, swallowing the sky and destroying the earth.

"Er"

a waterfall of blood splashes out, and the violent evil element is engulfed by the collapsed space. The wind and cloud on the sword shocked the world.

In front of the right chest of the master of quadrupole realm, a sword mark with deep visible bone appeared. Blood flowed out and dyed red and white battle clothes.

The power of a sword is shocking. The invincible sword of the barren city finally reappears the unique style of the past.

The extraordinary idea of sword reverberates in the world. Prince Yan's three swords tremble. At this moment, he has the heart of comparing swords.

Prince Yan looked at the trembling sword, lifted it up and pressed it down, and said, "it's not the time yet"

there is a spirit on the sword. Hearing the master's words, he gradually calmed down.

The sudden change in the sky shocked many holy places in Wushuang city. No one thought that the sword of the barren city could be so terrible.

"The strength is good, but it's still in vain"

the master of the quadrupole realm snorted, his whole body was white, and the sword wound on his chest healed quickly with the speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's really a monster"

in Wushuang City, a beautiful young man in a black and white cloak appeared, looked at the sky and squinted.

On the battlefield, white moths spread their wings, and white fog insects surged out. Thousands of them were endless. In a flash, the world of insects would be over wushuangcheng.

The figure in the white fog, step out, the figure disappears again, fast to the peak speed, it is difficult to judge when the next move is coming.The sword clashed with each other. With a stab, the left shoulder of Twilight White was dyed with vermilion again. The magic weapon of nature entered the body two inches and was stained with the blood of the sword.

"Is that the power you're chasing?" The dusk white doesn't move, feel the evil and disorderly breath around personally, open a way.

"Defeat the enemy, never change since ancient times. In hell, regret your stupid choice again"

the magic weapon in the hands of the master of quadrupole adds another three parts, and the blood is splashing and dazzling.

"You don't deserve to prove my sword"

in the twilight, the disappointment is hard to hide. I lift my left hand and point to the sky.

The sword of no desire, no desire and no thought can lead to the changes of the whole body, and the blood will be turned into a blood sword.

The figure of the quadrupole master retreated quickly. However, he did not expect that the sword's meaning, which was just plain, suddenly became terrible. The farther he retreated, the more powerful he was.

Block a sword, the number of sword, through the body and the sword meaning, bring out a waterfall dazzling blood.

Dusk white turns to leave and doesn't fight any more. This kind of battle has no meaning. The filthy soul doesn't deserve the word "strong".

"Want to go? It's too late "

the main voice of quadrupole said coldly, the white light flashed by, and the part of white fog insect tide flew back. Several sword wounds in the body were immediately filled by the blood and flesh of insect tide, and recovered as before.

The next moment, white shadow flash, a knife cut down, forcing the soul to take life.

"I don't know how to live or die"

in the cold of dusk, the sword will rise all over my body, which proves that the heart of the sword is completely lost and turns into a boundless killing opportunity.

Behind him, the cold sword fell down, but the white clothes scattered, only the shadow left by the swordsman.

The master of quadrupole was cold in his heart. He suddenly turned around and wanted to block it. However, it was too late.

With a crash, the blood gushed out and dyed the whole sky red. The sword, from the left shoulder to the right rib, was penetrating and instantly destroyed the warrior's bones.

"Er"

the master of quadrupole is covered with blood, and his whole body is dripping like a spring. In a flash, all his white battle clothes are dyed into blood, which makes people feel miserable.

"It's impossible, how can you be so fast"

the face of the master of quadrupole is full of incredible color, and the blood overflows from his mouth, which is hard to repair quickly.

In the distance, a sigh flashed in the eyes of the master of eternal night. The master of quadrupole was defeated. The defeat was miserable. He pursued too much power, but lost the awe that the warrior should have.

In this world, no one can be faster than twilight, where the meaning is, where the sword is, there is no distance between the meaning and the sword.

The decision of a warrior is to be awed before he knows his own measure. Only when he knows himself and his opponent can he develop his strong points and avoid his weak points. The master of quadrupole is so stupid that he wants to compete with twilight in speed. Undoubtedly, he thinks that he has lived too long.

One move is defeated, and the battle is over. Mubai doesn't have the habit of making up another sword for those who can't breathe. He takes a cold look at the people in front of him and leaves with his sword.

Now he wants to know where the boy is. No matter how strong he is, he doesn't deserve to be called an opponent.

In Wushuang City, the blood in the main mouth of quadrupole is constantly overflowing, and the staggering figure has no time to chase, nor can it chase again.

The white mist insect tide came back and repaired the terrible sword wound from the left shoulder to the right rib. But this time, even the moth body under the heart was seriously injured, and the wound could not recover as quickly as before.

"Xuantian, xuanzhi" the master of quadrupole is afraid of several powerful people in China standing in the distance. He drinks in a deep voice and says.

"Jingzhu"

Xuantian, who knows and listens to the order, appears together with all the inborn things in Wushuang city. His mind condenses and protects the seriously injured Jingzhu.

"A disappointing battle"

in the distance, Prince Yan shook his head regretfully and immediately turned away.

"Devil king, Princess Luo, gone"

the master of eternal night stepped lightly at his feet, and the three people's whole body was bright. In a flash, the three people's figure disappeared.

Seeing the most powerful people leave, the master of quadrupole realm and all of you present are deeply relieved. However, just at this time, a loud Buddha's name resounds through the heaven and earth, making everyone look different immediately.

"Amitabha"

the Buddhists who appear in the unparalleled city are shining with gold and sinking step by step. The earth collapses and the city collapses.

"How?"

When did the abbot of duer Temple hide here? Why didn't he notice?

"Surprised?"

Ning Chen goes out, disorderly volume breath disperses, the figure is a flash, appear the front of quadrupole realm Lord etc.

"It's you again"

the master of quadrupole looks very gloomy. Now you don't have to think about it. He is calculated by the people in front of him again.

"When you know your destiny, it's hard to bully a tiger and a rat. Even if you are seriously injured, killing you is like brushing the dust," the master of quadrupole said angrily.

"Then try it!"

Ning Chen left hand a grip, read love knife fly out, water light flash, instant to the body.

Xuantian wanted to stop it, but he saw that the world around him was changing. The meaning of the sword was ink painting, and the mountains and rivers were leaning towards the sword. A snow colored sword appeared, blocking the front of Hao sword.A swordsman in a black-and-white cloak came. His face was beautiful and strange. Although he was young, he showed a great master's demeanor.

"Your opponent is me" Mu qianshang horizontal sword, indifferent way.

Xuantian's face sank immediately. He looked at the swordsman in front of him, and then at the Buddha and Zhiming marquis in front of him. Hao Jianlin killed him, and his accomplishments were released.

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