Chapter 640

Hongluan King's territory is Sun Moon Lake. The water and light meet the sky, and the clouds and fog are steaming around. At present, Phoenix and devil are fighting, and life and death are discussing swords.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, red clothes sit in silence, eyes slightly closed, breath flows around the body, a black sword is horizontal in front of the body, the sword meaning is vertical and horizontal, the peak is absolutely free.

Outside the Sun Moon Lake, many strong people appear, and each one is on top of the great perfection. The strong breath blocks the sky and the sun.

The war will start, the pressure on the lake will sink, and the ripples on the lake will spread a hundred feet away.

In the void, five extremely powerful breath appeared, and five of the strongest in the world appeared to watch the battle.

On the other side, the daughter of the red Luan king also appeared in the war. Her beautiful eyes looked at the figure in red in the middle of the lake, and her face was full of condensation.

Waiting for a long time, the wind suddenly sounded in the distance, and a figure in black came step by step. The sword was introverted, and there was no martial breath, only a pair of deep eyes, how fierce.

"Finally, it's coming"

in the void, the owner of Xiaoyue's building smiles, wears a silver gray robe, and hunts with the wind.

Not far away, the ink master's eyes flashed. He also wanted to see how strong Lao Jiu's sword was?

"Sister hongluan, hurry up." outside the Sun Moon Lake, yin'er trots hongluan to watch the battle of the summit.

In a moment, the calm Sun Moon Lake finally changes, and the huge waves are rolling. It's hard to bear the great power of the sword.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time"

when the devil opens his mouth and waves his hand, the blue light blooms and the world is astonished.

Inside the pavilion, red clothes get up, and the whole body is full of sword spirit. On the surface of the lake, the huge waves separate, showing the sword road.

"Please"

with one word, the two men start fighting, and the sword edge collides with each other.

Since the war, on the Sun Moon Lake, the water surges into the sky. In the water light, two figures, one black and one red, crisscross continuously. The sword reaches the peak and reappears the world-famous style.

There was no trial and no mercy, and when the war began, it became white hot.

The two men with different faces share the same idea of sword. Their fighting power is promoted to the peak of their lives. The flood of the sword makes the sun and the moon bright. The whole sun and the moon lake makes the world of the sword full of energy, destroying the mountains and the sea.

Apart from the war, all the people watching the battle were shocked. They were both the Supreme People in the world. They were all shocked by the pressure of their swords.

"Such a sword, there are actually two people in the world"

in the void, King Jinxi looked at the two figures in the war situation and exclaimed.

On the other hand, the master of Mohist who is watching the war is always looking at the bright light in his eyes. Lao Jiu, one of the disciples of Mohist, has been following him for the shortest time, and is also the most low-key person. He has few words, unless he goes to the peak again on the day of his apprenticeship.

Today's World War I just realized that the strength of his disciple is far beyond his imagination.

On the other side, the heavenly Whisperer, whose eyes are still closed, has a diffusion of divine consciousness and concentrates on watching the battle.

"Strange"

after a moment, the celestial speaker frowned and whispered. She always felt that the existence of these two people was unusual.

"Spirit, see what?"

Xiaoyue looks at the woman and says with a smile.

"Not yet," said the celestial speaker, shaking his head.

"Oh"

the owner of Xiaoyue said with a faint smile, "since you can't see it, you can concentrate on watching the war. Such a sword is not common even in the immortal world"

the heavenly Whisperer nodded and said nothing more.

Above the center of the lake, the waves are surging, and the battle between the two sides is becoming more and more fierce.

At the bottom of the battle, one after another, the battle array revived, and the pattern of the array disappeared, blocking the aftermath of the war.

In front of the audience, yin'er's face was full of tension, and her big eyes didn't blink for fear of missing any moment.

Two people in the war, the figure is constantly staggered, less than the sword light to see clearly, the move is the path to the yellow spring.

Why do you hate me so much? Maybe it's the destruction of trust, maybe it's the disappointment of yourself. The murderous spirit on the magic sword is getting stronger and stronger. There's no mercy.

"Falling from the sky"

the sword goes into the void, and the sky is the sword. The light of the sword falls down like rain, and it can't be avoided.

"The early sun shines in the East"

the sword rain strikes, the ink crazy sword in Feng's hand spreads, and a round of bloody sun rises, shining in the world, shaking the sword falling from the sky.

When the two poles collide, the sky falls and the ground falls, the water falls are in a frenzy, the huge waves surge into the air, and then turn into heavy rain.

"Phoenix, today, you will pay the most painful price for your stupidity"

the magic body wields a sword, and the power of the sun Sutra rises all over the body. Suddenly, on the whole Sun Moon Lake, the sea of fire rises, burning the sky, shocking the world.

The ink master's eyes narrowed, and the ninth son, who could not be got, actually melted the fire in the Fengshui forbidden area into his own body.

The sky fire burns the world, refines the Phoenix body, the devil body is merciless, wants to completely devour the Phoenix which forgets the past.

Phoenix body concentration, release Phoenix Fire, blood flame rising, resist the power of fire.

The opposition of the flames engulfs each other. In the waves of fire, the two bodies cross each other again and fight on the sword.Phoenix body steps, the figure is like a dream, the whole body red light is shining, the speed is full open.

The Phoenix is fast to the limit. The blade of the sword cuts blood on the devil. One sword and one sword are dazzling.

Although the devil wields a sword to block the move, he has part of the Phoenix source. However, compared with the Phoenix body, his speed is a little lower. In the extremely fast battle, he blocks a sword, and in the middle of a sword, his blood blooms.

When the situation changes, the devil's sword turns. He abandons his speed and uses his power to suppress the extreme speed.

Slamming confrontation, the aftereffects of thousands of ways, waterfalls and sky, annihilation of the two bodies.

"Four Swords, forget the river"

in the waves, the devil's body points to yuan and absorbs the spirit of death between heaven and earth. The water yuan turns and integrates into the sword move, forgetting the river and crossing the sky, and Taishi opens the road of huangquan.

The Phoenix sword coagulates the nine suns, and the nine gods circle into the sky to illuminate the world.

The next moment, the two moves collide, blocking the war, the array collapses, the afterwave spreads, sweeping all directions.

Xiaoyue, the owner of the building, sees this. As soon as he steps down, he stops in front of hongluan and Yiner. He waves his right hand to disperse the aftershocks.

In other directions, the most perfect figures in the world flashed by, retreated from the hundred feet, and avoided the sharp sword light.

Hongluan Wang's daughter turned her hand to block the sword light, and refused to step back. Her eyes looked at the red clothes in the war, and her face was worried. She didn't want to hide it any more.

"Tick"

above the middle of the lake, in the sound of the waves, a drop of blood slipped and splashed into the water, so slight that the ear could not hear it.

The two bodies standing at the top of the mountain, holding the sword hand, are red and red. The blood drips down the edge of the sword and falls silently.

At the same time, in the boundary of Wanxing pass in Zhongzhou, a hundred miles away from the forbidden area of human life, a figure in blue and Chinese clothes steps forward, looking at the killing forbidden area created by the remote Zhiming, the calm eyes do not see any change.

In front of the forbidden area, the girl stood still, wet her hair with dew. She didn't know how long she had been standing, maybe a day, maybe a month, maybe a year.

Not long after, the familiar sword breath was approaching. The girl looked back and saw that the visitor was stunned. She immediately showed a bright smile.

"Master"

seeing the girl in front of the forbidden area, Prince Yan's calm face showed a touch of gentleness and said, "Why are you here? I didn't go to Tianwaitian to find him"

"I want to help him pull out this sword." aman looked back at the forbidden area behind him and said softly.

Prince Yan stopped and looked at the broken stone sword floating in the forbidden area. After a moment, he said calmly, "I'm going in to get the sword. Are you going with me?"

"If you want to go, I'm afraid it will drag you down," said aman honestly.

"Ah"

Prince Yan said with a smile, "no problem, let's go"

with a smile, aman helped him to carry the sword and follow him.

The forbidden area for killing immortals, with the light of the sword, blocks out the sky and the sun, is a terrible forbidden area with the help of the power of the earth.

In the past, in order to resist the invasion of Tianfu, he killed 30% of Tianfu's troops and a number of perfect human supremacies with the sword of killing immortals.

However, after the forbidden area was formed, the Zhuxian sword could no longer be pulled out, and Wanxing pass became a Jedi crossing the north and south of Zhongzhou. No one dared to get close to it.

Today, entrusted by the magistrate, legend appears in the forbidden area and takes back the Zhuxian sword.

The green and red swords fly out of the forbidden area, which is hard to shine in the scorching sun. They turn into swords and flow to protect aman. In front of him, Prince Yan walks forward step by step, and ten thousand swords don't touch him.

The Contemporary Legend of the great Xia Dynasty, the legend of the swordsman of the eastern regions, reproduces the spirit of the sword that can be used in the past and the present. At this moment, it is the sword of the hindered king, and it can't come near at all.

In the center of the forbidden area, a broken stone sword, which is neither gold nor jade, is inserted into the earth. The breath of terror is surging and the power is constantly increasing.

Zhuxian sword, a fierce sword famous for three ancient times, has been guarding the eastern fairyland for tens of thousands of years, with countless undead under it.

However, with the collapse of the four fairylands, Zhuxian sword was also seriously damaged, with its edge broken and numerous cracks.

However, even so, the power of the fierce sword is still irresistible. It turns the forbidden area into a sword, buries all the troops and kills the immortals.

Wang Jian, fierce sword, today we meet face to face. Step by step, the king of the sword is handsome, young and calm. His sword will spread all over his body. He has endless strength and is superior to the ancient fierce sword.

The king holds the sword, kills the immortal to rest the sound, in the rumbling vibration, the fierce sword pulls out, the wind and cloud changes color.

"Aman," Prince Yan said.

After hearing the words, aman understood, went forward and put down his sword stand, and immediately withdrew a few steps.

Prince Yan waved his hand and the immortal sword flew into the sword rack. In an instant, the Four Swords roared together, and the sword roared, blocking the immortal sword.

The fierce sword stops. In the forbidden area, the meaning of the dark sword quickly converges, and the killing spirit dissipates. After several years, it returns to calm.

Prince Yan took a look at the green coffin not far away, thought about it, waved his hand, put it away, and immediately walked out of the forbidden area.

Aman stepped forward, carried his sword and followed him.

"Master, has he found a way to bring the dead back to life?" Asked aman."No," replied Prince Yan.

"Sister lime has an accident" aman became a little depressed.

"I already know"

Prince Yan nodded and said, "when I see you in the western fairy world, although the devil didn't say anything, he can't see any emotion of the past in his eyes.

Ning Chen heavy feeling, unless suffer irreparable blow, otherwise, can't completely abandon human feelings, fall into the evil way.

"I want to find him," aman whispered.

"First, I'll go to the hometown of West Buddha with my king and learn something about it," Prince Yan said calmly.

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