Mu Hanyan clearly felt that in this sword, all kinds of rules were constantly changing, but they derived more changes. Although the heaven biting evil way of chopping the abyss and the tornado storm of dominating the wind also contain profound and infinite principles, they are easier to be broken than the myriad changes in the sword of Lanji.
Originally, the rule is used like this!
Although mu Hanyan learned how to control the power of three different laws at the same time, he didn't know that the original laws could be changed and combined in this way, and could have such power.
Looking at the rainbow all over the sky under the sword at the end of the night, mu Hanyan is both admiration and pride.
This is the person she loves, and only he can realize such powerful fighting skills.
Jiang Qi Ling and others are also stunned. Jiang Qi Ling murmurs to Mu Han: "your man is totally beating this man and beast." It was them who were hanged just now. They changed roles in a flash. She was shocked, lucky and happy.
At the end of the night, he didn't give Zaiyuan Bafeng another chance to breathe. Before he fell to the ground, he saw his elegant figure moving with the wind, and the thousand broken sword cut out again with endless anger.
"Kara, Lola..." Every sword cut out, there are countless lights shining in the sky, came thunderbolt like loud sound.
In the face of the thousand broken sword at the end of the night, the tornado storm and the heaven biting evil way are useless. They are like the dead leaves in the strong wind, drifting helplessly with the wind and bumping into the surrounding mountains again and again.
In the roaring sound, the mountain peaks collapsed one by one, and the dust formed huge mushroom clouds.
Finally, at the end of the night, he stopped.
At this time, Zhanyuan and Bafeng had already lost their previous hegemony and lay dying on the ground.
After being baptized by the fire of nirvana of the Phoenix, Ba Feng looks like a new body. It is full of holes again. Pieces of Dragon Armor turn over to reveal the bright red flesh inside. A pair of Dragon Wings fold from the break and droop on his side. Even if he is not injured, he can't fly.
Zhanyuan lies on the ground straight, his body is also covered with scars, blood dripping, and his mouth is still full of blood, where there is a little bit of the proud demeanor of the devil emperor.
Behind him, Jiang Yunhe and others were all stunned!
Who is this, so powerful, so fierce, so cruel!
"No matter who dares to hurt her, he must pay the price of bleeding, no matter in previous life or in this life!" The long sword in the end of the night points to Zhanyuan and says calmly. The anger on his face has gradually disappeared, replaced by the ruthless cold, and supreme dignity.
Hearing this, Jiang Yunhe and others subconsciously tightened their hearts. If I remember correctly, they had been enemies with mu Hanyan, and they had moved her to kill her.
A strange look flashed in Jiang Qi Ling's eyes. However, she was not worried about her father, but was touched by the sentence "night end".
Jiang Yunhe and others don't know ye LAN, but she has met. In her impression, although Ye Lan's strength is extremely high, she is also approachable and even a bit cynical.
Jiang Qiling even has a feeling that no one in the world can make him really angry, and no one can make him have a murderous heart, because he is not qualified. He is aloof from the outside world. He doesn't pay attention to everything in the world, and few people are worth his anger and killing.
But at this moment, Jiang Qi Ling knew she was wrong.
He'll be angry and he'll kill! And the reason, there is only one - Mu Hanyan.
He can do anything to bathe in the cold smoke! Killing people is just one of them.
Yelanchi, holding a thousand broken sword, walked step by step towards Zhanyuan, and then stabbed it out.
Chopping yuan struggled to get up, but he couldn't lift any strength all over his body. He could only watch the cold sword tearing the air and stabbing his heart.
Suddenly, the light wave in front of the body flows, as if a door of space is opened, and a slender figure is blocking in front of us.
"Xingtian!" Although he only saw the back but not the face, Zhanyuan still exclaimed.
"Chi!" The sword stabbed into Yi Xingtian's chest, and the blood sprayed out.
"Get out of the way!" At the end of the night, his eyes were slightly awe inspiring and he yelled.
"Let him go." Yi Xingtian said quietly.
The blood gushed out of her chest, but she didn't realize it. Her eyes were so calm, but so determined.
"Xingtian..." Chopping yuan trembles to murmur to say. Looking at Yi Xingtian's determined figure, he could hardly believe his eyes or his ears.
She Is she pleading for herself, she Are you saving yourself?
"You know what he has done and what he will do. Do you think I will let him go?" At the end of the night, he looked at the distant cold smoke, turned his head, looked at the chopping yuan behind Yi Xingtian, and said indifferently.
At the beginning, mu Hanyan died under the plot of Zhanyuan, and then entered the samsara again. Today, if he didn't arrive in time, mu Hanyan would die again at the hand of Zhanyuan, and his soul was completely destroyed. How could he let Zhanyuan go.Yi Xingtian was silent, but he didn't give in. He was still looking at the night.
"You helped Hanyan. I can't kill you. Get out of the way." The sword of the night's end stayed in Yi Xingtian's heart, and his expression was also firm and persistent.
For the sake of Yi Xingtian helping mu Hanyan, he could not kill her, but if she stopped her, he would never be merciful.
Yi Tianxing still looked at him like that, with a calm face.
The long sword, a minute of stabbing, gurgling out of the blood, is so gorgeous, and dazzling.
"No!" Zhanyuan didn't know where his strength came from. He stood up and pulled Yi Xingtian to his side. He resisted the sword with his chest.
"You kill me. It has nothing to do with her. Let her go." Zhanyuan said calmly. Eyes, even shed tears.
Even if he had been seriously injured in the night's hand and lay on his back powerlessly, his body was still as straight as a sword and his expression was still indifferent and heartless. But at this time, tears rolled down the cheek.
In the tears, mu Hanyan saw the joy, also saw even if this body died also this life without regret relief.
Jiang Qi Ling also looked at the tears in Zhan yuan's eyes. Somehow, her eyes were moist.
She knew that from her standpoint, she should never have any pity or sympathy for Zhanyuan, but she could not help but be touched by the determination on Yi Xingtian's face and the joy and relief in Zhanyuan's eyes.
But he didn't move, and he didn't have any pity. The sword in his hand pierced into the heart of Zhanyuan.
In this world, apart from the cold smoke, nothing can move him, and no one can affect his mood.
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