Chapter 568

There is no wind in the plain, the sand is rolling wildly, and the battle on the sword is becoming more and more white hot. The continuous rolling sand waves show how fierce the sword battle is.

It's hard to believe that the power of human beings can reach such a level.

On the other hand, it is just like the two swordsmen at war. The sound of the swords is sad, interweaving the most beautiful harmony.

In the middle of the war, both of them were dyed red. The same peak and different sword ideas were blooming in the sky and the earth. People watching the sword were intoxicated.

The king standing side by side is the only one on the sword. One sword, one sword, transcends the boundary and startles the power of immortality which is rarely seen in the world.

On top of the supreme, the immortal realm, which has not been seen for thousands of years, is like a dream at this moment, as if reappearing in the world.

"Jian Jiu"

the rising sword spirit accumulates and adds. Jian Jiu is now in the world. In a moment, all things are still. In a moment, the magnificent light of the sword goes straight to the nine heavens. Between the heaven and the earth, the world of the sword becomes the world of the sword.

"Shenyu"

the God of war in Tianfu is the first sword in Shenyu. There are thousands of swords crisscrossed in the sky. The most shocking sword moves are shocking in the world.

The sword spread, and the supreme one retreated quickly. It was hard to hide the shock.

Tianfu jianzun is a miracle in the sword world.

Apart from the war situation, it's hard to understand the complexity of Tianfu's holy land. For nearly a hundred years, Tianfu's holy land has always been a mountain that can't be crossed by all factions. There's no doubt that xingzun is the strongest person in Tianfu. However, in the holy land, the one who really brings despair to all religions is not the xingzun who has always spared no efforts, but the God of war and long pastoral song.

A hundred years ago, when the emperor returned to the mountain to rebel, jianzun directly leveled the whole emperor's return to the mountain with one sword. From then on, all religions were forbidden to speak. Only ten years ago, when jianzun realized that there was a mistake in the sword, his soul was damaged, and he was unconscious, could all religions breathe.

If we say that the existence of xingzun is an illusory deterrent, which is not very real, but the existence of jianzun makes all the religions in Tianfu feel deeply powerless and insurmountable.

In the war situation, the divine realm on the sword is in the world. The light of the sword is crisscrossed within a hundred Li. The void can't bear the power of this extreme force. One by one, it collapses down. The moves that startle the world and make the heaven and the earth moan constantly.

Wang Yaoguang's eyes flashed a touch of brilliance, and the Lihe sword in his hand was brilliant. The move of proving the sword also reappeared in the world.

"Eight empty reincarnation, sword robbery, forgetting love"

forgetting love sword, forgetting love sword, stepping into the empty white clothes, shaking light king, a black hair turns white in an instant, Zhongzhou centenary sword God, forgetting love overnight, proving his own sword, regretting all his life.

The strongest sword, breaking through the divine realm, cutting the vertical and horizontal sword flow until the sword is in front of the body.

The highest sword in the world reaches the last moment. When the sword is about to be defeated, the scattered light of the sword suddenly gallops back and condenses into one.

"Ten swords, kill the immortals"

the sword that has never been seen in the world, now in this world, the terrible sword swings away, the wind and sand disappear in an instant, invisible, no wind, falling more than ten feet.

In the shocking afterwave, the two figures are red and fly out, slam to the ground, and the sword edge enters the ground to stop the figure.

In a situation of no win or lose, only blood will be spilled and the surrounding earth will be dyed red. The strongest war will be the last bell.

"Jianzun, that's enough. The plan has been completed. Let's stop"

just then, outside the war, the man in purple flashed and appeared in the war, calm down.

"I can't stop it"

Mu Changge's eyes flashed a light light, and said that immediately, his blood burst out, and finally his sword broke through the bondage of his body and went straight to the Ninth Heaven.

"Sword"

"eleven"

three hundred miles north of the windless plain, Zhuque and fan Xinghong were trapped and killed. The long planned killing was the last one.

Ning Chen is the first to attack. On a sunny day, he leaves the fire and takes the fan as his sword to sweep fan Xinghong.

The rosefinch's body moves, and its red plumes gather. It turns into a bloody sword. With one sword, it cuts off the white fan of Lihuo.

The sword light is surging, just like the mirror image of two people, start fighting again, one move in one form, the same source, but not the same.

At the same time, fan Xinghong stamped her foot and carried her sword with her. The extremely fast sword passed quickly, just like a willow floating in the wind.

The sword, the sword, and the fan clash with each other. With a thump, the aftershocks are all around. The three of them step back together. Ning Chen knows that his body is hard to be stable. He doesn't feel like fighting at all. He steps on the water and retreats.

"If you want to go, you're crazy." the rosefinch's figure flashed by, and the sword turned to block the water light and shadow. The move was like a prophet, trapping the enemy.

When you fight with each other for three moves, Ning Chen feels more pressure on himself. When you use the moves, you are restricted everywhere.

"Zhiming Hou, you are doomed today"

fan Xinghong bullied her again, Liu Dao died and forced her to come.

With the combination of swords and swords, it seems that every move is foreseen in advance. It's a time of danger.

Two of the most important players in the game played against Zhiming. The moves they wrote down became the bell of Zhiming after Tianxiang was cracked one by one.In order to get rid of heaven's great troubles, fan Xinghong's moves are offensive but not defensive, and the style is fierce, which makes people avoid.

In a twinkling of an eye, ten moves have passed. With a stab, the sword light passes by, cuts the red clothes, and a wisp of black hair floats down. In a critical situation, people become crazy.

"Four Swords, forget Sichuan"

opportunities appear. Fan Xinghong's Liu Dao moves the sword power, and the sword is sealed up, which reappears in the world.

However, at this critical moment, forgetting the sword becomes a deadly killing move.

"You're pushing too much!"

In the moment of life and death, Ning Chen's eyes were so cold that he couldn't hide his identity any more. He waved a fan to shake away the rosefinch in front of his eyes and retreated ten feet. As soon as he stepped on his feet, Feng Yuan and evil Qi all over his body rose sharply, which was a great move in the world.

"Sword style, blood path"

with a sword style, the magic move suddenly appeared. The blood shadow suddenly swept out was full of murderous spirit, which made people suffocate. On a sunny day, the blood color was diffused from the fire, which was the first way to die.

With a bang, the three soldiers fought each other, and the aftershock was thousands of feet. The red beak corners of rosefinch and fan Xing were dyed red at the same time. With different moves and different powers, the war situation was instantly reversed.

"Sword style, blood flame"

when the devil moves again, one move is better than the other. It's frightening to kill. It condenses the whole body, with endless blood flame, rushing into the air from the earth.

At the next moment, the red clothes flashed by, and the blood flame burned to the sky. The two men were absorbed, and their swords were parallel. They joined hands to take the move. But they saw a waterfall of blood flying, and they could not bear the power of the magic move. They were shocked out again.

"Retreat"

the opportunity has been lost, and the rosefinch is no longer in love with war. With a deep drink, the talent method works and quickly exits the war.

"He's gone, you can stay"

the murderous spirit has begun. The scarlet in Ning Chen's eyes is fleeting, and the figure is swept out. In front of the girl, the white fan blood light is rolling. With a bang, you should move to the latter.

Fan Xinghong waved a knife to block the move, and her mouth turned red again. However, with the injury on her body, the knife never stopped. She rowed across the air and forced her to go up again.

Ning Chen cold voice a hum, white fan spread, block chest knife light, sword finger Ling row, break forward of the sea of Qi.

However, fan Xinghong did not dodge. She accepted the sword move. She changed her hand and stabbed the person in front of her again.

"Is it that easy"

Ning Chen turns to his side, makes a mistake, condenses yuan with his left hand, and slams his full hand on the girl's heart.

A dull hum, palm broken heart pulse, instant blood all over the sky, dyed red wasteland, fan Xinghong body fly out of ten feet, landing for a moment, take advantage of the situation to leave quickly.

Looking at the disappearing figure in the distance, Ning Chen's killing opportunity in her eyes is gradually disappearing and calming again.

What a heaven. If Feng is here today, it's hard to retreat.

In Tianheng City, Xiao bieli sits in front of the chessboard with his son in his hand, but he can't fall.

The heart is concerned, chess heart has been chaotic, can no longer like the usual calm layout.

"Heaven"

just then, a black light flashed by and fan Xinghong appeared. After two steps, she fell to the ground and could not hold the willow knife in her hand any more.

"Xinghong"

Xiao bieli shrunk his eyes, got up, quickly swept forward and knelt down to help the girl.

"Hold Sorry, I In the arms of Tian Xiang, fan Xinghong vomited a mouthful of blood. Her spiritual consciousness gradually dissipated and she became weak.

"Don't say good, ten moves don't take, get out immediately" Xiao don't centrifugal in pain, way.

"He He is the enemy of nature, I I don't want him alive, "fan Xing said intermittently.

"I know, I know, you are too stupid, your heart is destroyed now, I can't go back to heaven to save you," Xiao said in a deep voice.

"Enough Enough, heavenly aspect, I come back, is I want to remind you, Zhiming Hou, and Tianfu star, but Maybe, not with The same as... "

The voice is not enough, arms down, the last words, after all, can not finish, with the wind, disappear.

"Xinghong"

Xiao bieli's body trembled and it was hard to breathe.

At this moment, it seems so pale and useless.

That night, the rain was pouring down. The five or six-year-old girl had nowhere to go. She was dressed in rags and fainted in front of the prime minister's mansion.

That night, he saved the little girl, took care of her day and night, and finally saved her life.

From that day on, the little girl stayed with him and helped each other for more than 20 years.

Twenty years of ups and downs, the little girl grew up slowly, accompanied, has become a habit.

Never thought that the little girl who was always with him would leave him one day.

Heaven is merciless. The chess game is used to calculate the whole world. The moment a piece is put down, the life of the piece will be determined.

It's common for a soldier to win or lose. However, a black and white player in chess has a short life. Who can he tell.

Falling leaves all over the sky, falling on the chessboard, a piece of light movement, it seems that with the same life like a dream of fallen leaves tell a short life.Not far away, silent sleeping girl, so quiet, this time, it is impossible to wake up.

"Tianxiang, Tianxiang, the person you cherish is also on your chessboard"

"ha ha"

the bitter smile in the cold wind reverberates between the heaven and the earth. The figure standing up slowly can't see clearly. Holding the sleeping girl step by step, he walks eastward.

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