Chapter 857

On a cold night under the moon, the sky shakes and the dragon's gate collapses. The shackles imposed on Zhiming also dissipate.

In an instant, within a thousand miles, the aura converges sharply, forming a huge aura vortex, which plunges into the Zhiming body in the center of the vortex.

Flying white hair, so dazzling, plain clothes flutter with the wind, a hundred years of martial arts, today step on the immortal!

"Again!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure in plain clothes disappeared and reappeared. It was a hundred feet away, and it was cut down with a sword.

With a bang, Zhuxian and the sun and the moon collided with each other, and the terror broke out. Mei Wuhen felt a huge force coming from the sword and fell straight down.

In the dust wave, Mei Wuhen barely stabilized her figure. When she looked at the sky, she could not see her figure in plain clothes.

"Not good"

Mei Wuhen's face changed and her body subconsciously dodged.

But in the rear, plain clothes suddenly appeared, a sword was waved, and the sword light destroyed the sky and the earth. In the rumbling vibration, the earth in front of us separated and spread for thousands of miles.

"Reality!"

Looking at the figure in plain clothes in the whirlpool of aura, Mei Wuhen's face showed an incredible color. How could it be that once she stepped on the immortals, she would come to the reality? This is something she had never heard of before.

In the whirlpool of spirit, Ning Chen takes a look at the crack on the ground in front of him. His brow is slightly wrinkled and a little bit slanted. It seems that he is still not quite adapted to the reshaped body.

Step out and disappear again in a flash. When you look down, kill the immortal and cut the sky, and everything will sink.

Fast, fast incredible, Mei traceless back, waving a sword to block the move, with a bang, at the foot of a few steps back, face shock.

Strong, the strong is unmatched. It's the unique combination of its foundation and sword.

The figure that moves in an instant. Although the sword moves in the body, the immortal sword is powerful and can't be stopped. The star soul sword moves fast and can't be avoided.

The only sword at the top of the mountain is a sword that is unique in the past and unique in the present. Today, it shines together. The power of heaven resounds through the sword Pavilion and overwhelms the sun and the moon.

"Cold prison, blood moon"

unwilling to be suppressed, Mei Wuchen's face sank, and her whole body's blood gas poured into the sword. Suddenly, on the void, the moon changed its blood color, dazzling blood light, and spread rapidly.

Blood moon vision, heaven and earth feeling, began to shake violently, Mei no trace step swept body, sun and moon, blood bright, cut to the front of the man in plain clothes.

The aura has come to an end, and Ning Chen's left hand is once again wielding and chopping out to shake the bloody moon.

With a dramatic shock, the sword breaks through the blood moon, and the spirit of the star affects the power of the stars in the nine sky, forcing the move back.

Mei Wuchen's sword turns to block the starlight, snorts and takes a few steps.

I can't believe the fact that before and after stepping on the immortals, they are just like two different people, who have the ability to know their fate and look down on the world.

With the dripping blood and the red frost, Mei Wu's eyes were full of shock and shock. For the first time in her life, she felt the fear of death.

"I'm the master of the sword Pavilion, and I can't be defeated"

with a loud voice, the breath all around me changes, Mei Wuchen's long black hair dances wildly, the gray frost spreads rapidly, and the frost gas spreads on the artifact, which is the most magnificent move in the world.

"Cold prison comes to heaven"

the blade of the sword points to the sky, the frost falls from the sky, the dense cold prison comes to the world, the whole sword Pavilion space turns into a dark hell, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of frost falls.

When Ning Chen saw this, he stepped on his feet and made double moves with the double swords. The heavenly script combined with the sword style. The sun soared in the sky and the light of the sword was vertical and horizontal.

"Eleven, burn the sky"

nine suns burn the world, eleven open the gate of heaven, dark ice prison, nine suns soar, Phoenix fire spread, burn the world.

At the same time, on the Zhuxian sword, the sword flowed into the Jiuyang, and the power of the sword, which shocked the world, swayed around in the ice prison.

At the next moment, the nine swords fall from the world, ice and fire collide with each other, rumble and vibrate, the nine swords collapse, and the cold prison melts.

"Er"

the sword Qi penetrates the body and retreats after several steps. Mei Wuhen's sword edge in his hand is firmly leaning on the ground to stop the retreating figure.

The flowing blood of Bo Bo reddened the earth in front of her body. Mei Wuhen snorted with pain, and the sword gas gushed out of her chest, bringing out a waterfall of dazzling blood again.

Unwilling to lose, so sharp, Mei no trace looked at the blood flowing on the sword, could not help laughing, so crazy, so desolate.

"Pavilion leader"

on the other side of the battle, the four Tianhu felt the defeat of the pavilion leader in the distance, and his face flashed with a color of urgency. His sword was like a rainstorm, and he was eager to leave the battle.

In the face of the fierce attack of the four heavenly guardians, Lin Yuzhen felt the pressure on her body doubled, and her face became calm, and she responded with all her heart.

"I can't lose, I can't lose!"

Under the cold moonlit night, Mei Wuhen kept whispering in her mouth. Her breath was very disordered and her sword was vertical and horizontal. She drew deep cracks on the surrounding earth.

"Drink"

in a long and shrill drink, Mei Wuhen stepped on her feet, her figure went into the air, and immediately swept away to the other side of the battle.

Ning Chen brow tiny wrinkly, looking back, the facial expression slightly a change, not good!But at this moment, in the distant war situation, Mei Wu's body arrived, the sun and the moon waved and chopped, and a sword shook back the king Qi in front.

"Blood sacrifice to the dead sky"

Mei Wuchen drank it for a long time, and her breath of terror broke out. In the frightened eyes of the four heavenly guards, gray ice crystals fell all over the sky and sealed her body.

As soon as she raised her hand, the blood and bone burst open, and Mei Wuchen bathed in the blood rain, her whole body Qi constantly devoured the power of the four Tianhu Sangong. The crazy and shocking scene made people see the ugliness of human nature.

"Madman"

on the earth, Ning Chen's face sank. No matter how hard it was to suppress the murderer in his eyes, his figure swept out and rushed to the war situation ahead.

"Cold prison, blood god"

in the rain of blood, Mei Wuchen's eyes open, her terrible Qi soars into the sky, and her head of green silk turns into a dazzling red.

Falling blood into ice, the sky is full of brilliant blood, Mei no trace step by step forward, the whole body of blood ice bloom, beautiful and frightening.

"Your Highness, Fengming sword should be returned"

Mei Wuhen said in a soft voice. In an instant, her figure came, the sun and the moon opened, and the majestic sword was cut down.

Lin Yuzhen's eyes narrowed, Feng Ming met her, and she stepped back several steps, holding the hand of the sword, and the blood overflowed.

The immeasurable cultivation goes far beyond the fourth realm of half a step and reaches a brand new field.

At this moment, the rear, Ning Chen figure rushed to, in a flash, came to the Qi King body.

"Your Highness, you step aside first, and I'll take care of him"

Ning Chen takes a look at the injured king Qi and says.

"Can you do it alone?"

Lin Yuzhen endured a heavy arm injury and worried.

"To deal with her, I'm enough alone!"

Ning Chen's vision looks at front if crazy woman, calm should way.

"Be careful"

knowing that staying is also a drag, Lin Yuzhen did not hesitate any more and stepped out of the war.

"Young master Ning is really a person who cherishes fragrance and jade"

Mei Wuhen showed a gentle smile on her face and whispered, "it's a pity that neither you nor she can leave alive today!"

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