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In terms of power, the sword of the eldest martial brother may not even rank in the top ten in the past one or two hundred years. Even if it was the sword of the last generation of the Tibetan sword Pavilion, the power of the sword is far above this sword.

However, as everyone knows, this sword is amazing!

If the elder martial brother has the ability to fight again, he may not be able to do so.

Therefore, if you can be extremely powerful in the sword, you can only be extremely capable of feeling; therefore, if you can be extremely emotional, you can only be able to be extremely powerful in the sword!

Love death, love death, love war!

After the sword, not only all the creatures in the array disappeared, but all the plants and trees within 100 meters outside the array withered and died.

If Li Chengfeng was not lucky enough to understand the state of the fourth heaven, and use the immortal power of the fourth heaven to block this force, and the thunder running power grid of the thundering array to protect the people, I am afraid that some of them would become gray haired masters at this time.

But Li Chengfeng did not have the heart to check their own situation. When Ouyang Nan saw the master brother fall, he could not bear it any longer. He said in a loud voice, "fight

Li Chengfeng didn't stop him this time, and he also said in a loud voice: "get up!"

at this time, the time for the falling of the array of Dharma array has passed. Everyone kneaded down the formula, and the thunder running array quickly disappeared. Ouyang Nan threw himself at the master brother's side, tearfully trying to help him up.

"Big brother!" Ouyang Nan a sad cry, want to reach out, but immediately was stopped.

"Don't move him!" Li Chengfeng also rushed to the front, he said in a loud voice.

Ouyang Nan's hands were frozen in the air. His elder martial brother's skin was withered and his muscles were atrophied and collapsed. He looked almost like a mummy whose flesh and blood had been drawn. Only in his eyes was there a trace of vitality. The vitality of all other places had been blocked.

What's more, the skin of the elder martial brother has shown a state of desertification. He began to disperse himself. Countless sand and dust rose with the wind, and it was about to dissipate a little.

If Ouyang Nan reaches out his hand, the master will immediately be broken and turned into countless dust.

The elder martial brother looked at Ouyang Nan. His mouth twitched a little, and then he looked at Li Chengfeng. His lips struggled and moved. As if he wanted to say something, Li Chengfeng immediately bowed down with red eyes and respectfully said, "elder martial brother?"

No matter what kind of things the elder martial brother used to do, and no matter what his purpose was, Li Chengfeng had completely forgiven the elder martial brother's past behavior, and admired and respected this strange man from his heart.

The elder martial brother looked at Li Chengfeng. He struggled to raise his hand and to take the ring from his finger. However, with a little effort, he broke off his finger wearing the ring. Moreover, before he handed it to Li Chengfeng, his finger had been broken and weathered, and the ring fell in the air.

Li Chengfeng grabs it with both hands. He seems to understand something and looks at the elder martial brother.

At this time, the eyes of the elder martial brother, who still had a trace of vitality, were also quickly defeated. He struggled to eat and said: "Tibetan sword Pavilion It's up to you... "

Li Chengfeng almost choked at this moment: "yes!"

The elder martial brother struggled to look at Ouyang Nan again, but his eyes were unable to move at this time. He only moved it for a moment, and then he could not move again. Seeing this, Ouyang Nan tried to hold back his tears and sobbed: "senior brother, I know, I know all about it!"

The big brother's mouth grinned, and then the last glimmer of brilliance in his eyes disappeared. His eyes drifted far and far away, and his expression on his face was fixed forever. At this moment, only his lips and tongue in his mouth were still struggling. He murmured in a low voice: "those who enter my sword pavilion are all my brothers. In the morning, you can drink the mountains and rivers, and eat the night after the peak of vultures... "

The voice became less and less audible.

Everything of the elder martial brother is fixed. His expression is full of happiness and satisfaction. It seems that at this moment, he returned to Jiufeng Mountain in the Tibetan sword Pavilion, and returned to the gentle dawn.

Although the master of the pavilion is missing, the spirit of the Tibetan sword Pavilion is still alive. All the thirteen swords of Lingtian are all there. The younger martial uncle leads them to recite the twelve laws of Lingshan mountain in a loud voice. There are all his familiar brothers and uncles. The most important thing is There was a smiling face looking back at him.

Tranquility is like poetry, and quiet beauty is like painting.

Little sister, I'm here

The elder martial brother's hand fell down and smashed on the ground. His obsession followed his life, and his body turned into countless powder. It went with the wind and floated in the air. It no longer exists, but it is everywhere.

At this time, sun Yongcai and others, who were hiding in the crowd and watching the war from afar, also shed tears. They could no longer care what others thought of them.

With his sacrifice, the elder martial brother finally awakened the soul of the hidden sword in their bodies. There seemed to be a burning fire in their chest, boiling and roaring. They were pounding in their bodies and trying to gush out!

But at this time, everyone heard a voice, he is so clear, so deep-rooted!

"No way! It's impossible The voice of Qianshan snow was sharp and sharp. He looked at his hair and felt his face in a state of complete disorder.At this time, he was no longer as rebellious and arrogant as before. He was frightened and scared like a woman out of his wits, struggling to grab his hair and shrieking.

Qianshan snow is not dead yet!!

Everyone is shocked!!

This monster, can't such a sword kill him?

Ouyang Nan and other people in the eyes of complete despair, even the courage to face Qianshan snow again!

He survived such a terrible sword!

If they were them, they would have already turned into vermicelli, and their body and spirit would be destroyed!

At this time, although Qianshan snow looks much older and all the magic weapons are destroyed, his skill still exists, and the pieces of gold body are rapidly solidified and recast at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Pain and despair in the eyes of all!

All of them were monks. They generally guessed that when the elder martial brother played the ninth sword, the vitality in his body could not last long. Therefore, this sword did not last long enough to make Qianshan snow melt into dry bone powder.

What should they do now? Who else can save them?

But in this way, it still brought a heavy blow to Qianshan snow. His pride and self-esteem were trampled under his feet, and this man was the mole ant he despised most!

"All of you are going to die!"!! You guys!! all!! You're going to die

Qianshan snow in the eyes of a red, strong shame let him almost crazy!

He's going to kill all the people here and let everyone who saw this scene die!!

Qianshan snow hands high, clenched into a fist, a roar, the sky once again fire clouds rolling!

The faces of the people were like paper, and their expressions were despairing. When all the horses were silent, they suddenly heard a voice suddenly ring out: "those who enter my sword pavilion are my brothers. In the morning, I drink the mountains and waters, and I eat the vultures at night. "

This voice is as loud as a dragon's chant, as angry as a tiger's roar. It can't be covered up even if it's the roar of heaven and earth!

They saw Li Chengfeng holding the sunset gun tightly in his hand. His eyes were tearful and his eyes were burning with anger. He recited the twelve laws of Lingshan that every disciple of the Tibetan sword pavilion was familiar with.

Then, Ouyang Nan stood up. His face was full of tears and he cried out: "the rules of the gate are twelve laws. Every rule has no feelings."

Han Tianxing and Zhao Xiaobao stood up in tears and chanted aloud the law which had not been recited for a long time, but had already infiltrated into the bone marrow and burned into the soul: "Ode to the day and day hall, remember to the heart of the dynasty!"

Su you stood up with tears in his eyes. He thought of his good brother Tian Jun who died in the war. He thought of the days when he had been inseparable from him. He went to school together, fought together, and played together. His voice choked with anger and hatred: "those who deceive teachers and destroy ancestors, kill!"

Then, an Tong and Qiu Chu prisoner all came forward. Although they were not willing to take part in such a life and death war, they had lived in the Tibetan sword Pavilion for many years, and they were the kind of loyal people who finally stayed behind. How could they not feel the emotion of the scene?

With tears in their eyes, they recited aloud: "those who are disloyal and unfilial, kill! Kill those who forget the benefits

Qu Tongqiu and Zhao Yibai are crying in a mess. They want to run, but they don't know why. There seems to be an inexplicable force in their bodies, which drives them to overcome their cowardice and fear, and then come forward: "those who betray their school, kill! Those who make trouble, kill

Sun Yongcai, the traitors of the Tibetan sword Pavilion, burst into tears one by one. Sun Yongcai's figure flashed and took the lead to fly in the direction of Li Chengfeng. He soon fell behind Li Chengfeng. He choked and recited: "betrayer, kill! Bully, bully

Then, Zuo Fei followed him. With tears in his eyes, he yelled loudly: * woman, kill

Then, more and more traitors of the Tibetan sword Pavilion came out. They gathered together after Li Chengfeng and chanted aloud with him: "fear the war, not the former, kill! Those who escape from battle, kill

Ouyang Xiu and Li xuanming stare at the scene. Although they are not the people of the Tibetan sword Pavilion, they are shocked and moved by the real murderous spirit and war spirit of the people in the Tibetan sword Pavilion at this moment.

The fierce recitation of the twelve laws made their hair stand on end!

"Those who are greedy for meritorious service and dereliction of duty, kill them!"

Those tearful faces frightened them!

"If you don't help me, kill me!"

After reciting the last commandment, Li Chengfeng pulled out the broken sword which he had hidden with him. He held it high. Although it was a broken blade, it was broken and stubborn. With the spirit of never bending, it doubled the solemn and stirring!

At this time, the elder martial brother let them wake up, Li Chengfeng let them understand: the only people who can rely on under the world are themselves!

Where is the Savior in the world!

Li Chengfeng yelled: "Tibetan sword Pavilion disciple, draw sword!"

All the people in the Tibetan sword Pavilion cried out in unison, and the voice shook the cloud top: "draw out the sword!"

They all drew their swords one after another, just like the swordsman who was determined to die. They knew that they would not be defeated, but they still drew out their proud swords!For a moment, the air of ten thousand pines is in full swing, and the sword spirit is soaring into the sky!!

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