Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 291 Huangyang Ziwei, die!
The murderous intent arrived, and the elves lost their minds. Such an opportunity, of course Jitan said and others would not let go of the opportunity. With Gucheng sword pointing at Huangyang Ziwei, the rest of them also looked for their opponents and killed them.

Boom!
The moment of intersection, the flames of war ended, but Ni Shenyang and Jun Fengtian, who were the strongest in this place, ended up fighting with one move.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to seize the opportunity, this time it was Jun Fengtian who had the superior skill this time, and defeated Ni Shenyang. After a duel of moves, Ni Shenyang was blessed with the blessing of the blood-dark barrier even though he was extremely powerful. But I can't help but take a few steps back.

"die!"

Opportunity is rare, and on this occasion of victory, Jun Fengtian understands that this is an excellent opportunity to take down Ni Shenyang, so seeing Ni Shenyang retreating, he not only shows no mercy.

Instead, the Zhengfa Sword returned his hand, passed through his fingertips, and released a dazzling and majestic sword intent, and then killed Ni Shenyang like a gangrene attached to the bone.

On the other side, the isolated city raided, one sword was in hand, but the other sword was missing, but there was a gigantic shadow above the void, dressed in Confucian robes, as if a sage had fallen into the mortal world to educate the world.

Upon closer inspection, the sage's face was exactly the same as that of Gucheng, but it turned out that this holy shadow was transformed from the great road of Gucheng, and the phantom shape of the sword was transformed from the way of the sword.

"Who?"

Huangyang Ziwei was still waiting leisurely in front of the Blood Dark Crystal Pagoda, so she knew that such a change happened in just a split second, although there was a reminder from Ni Shenyang.

But at that time, she was still in a state of confusion, so she had no time to look back and take precautions, so Gucheng's move actually hit Huang Yang Ziwei.

puff!
With a sword piercing his body, Huangyang Ziwei immediately backed away involuntarily.

puff!
Blood-red blood spilled on the ground, Huang Yang Ziwei looked at the lonely city with a face full of anger, and said through gritted teeth: "Despicable!"

"The Dao is floating like, the way of life and death is one, how can it be despicable and how can it be noble?"

Looking at Huangyang Ziwei faintly, Gucheng's expression was unmoved, but he stretched out his right hand and retracted the long sword that had turned into a phantom from the void, and the two swords merged into one again.

On one side, Huang Yang Yaoxue saw that Huang Yang Ziwei was injured, and her expression became anxious. Although the two often quarreled on weekdays, they were both elves in essence.

So seeing Huangyang Ziwei in danger, Huangyang Yaoxue didn't think about it, a snow-white long knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and he slashed towards the isolated city.

"Silver Wind Snow Waterfall!"

The cold light shone, and the crystal clear snowflakes gathered against the wind. Through the wind and snow all over the sky, a clear and angry shout came suddenly!
wow!
The snow river rolls backwards, the blade is invincible, the goal is snow, it is also cold, it is the blade, it is also the mind, it is white, and it is also vast!
Bone-piercing cold, extreme dazzling, gorgeous knife skills, chic figure, invincible silver light!
In order to save Huangyang Ziwei, Huangyang Yaoxue held a long sword in his hand, and the inner source galloped, and made a perfect cut, trying to block the deadly sword of Gucheng, but the long sword shot
What he is facing is the person surrounded by the holy light and the Buddha's light is shining, the Zen sword is just like Jitan said.

"Do not care about life and death, stay in Zen with one sword"

With the sudden start of the battle, the scene can be described as a mess, killing and attacking everywhere.

Zen sword Yiru, Huang Yang Yaoxue, Ni Shen Yang, Jun Fengtian, Gucheng, Huang Yang Ziwei, Le Xun Yuan, Sword Sui Feng, Yu Liang Huang, Butterfly King, Evil Emperor, Dongmen Xuande.

The figure was full of figures, with murderous intent, and a cold light flashed by. Gucheng ignored the decisive battle next to him, but locked his eyes on Huangyang Ziwei, who was seriously injured in the distance.

"die!"

"Heart Sword Eight Styles, the first sword - Gewu!"

The meaning of investigating things is to explore the endless meaning, to break the common people, to turn friendship into ruthlessness, to develop the finite out of infinity!

Heart Sword Eight Styles, the style of investigating things, come out!
The Heart Sword first emerged, revealing its edge. A dazzling and soft white light emitted from the sword, swirling and hazy. Gucheng held the sword in one hand and drew an arc from the void, outlining the word "death"!

The white circle of light stood in the void, blocking the blood darkness between the heaven and the earth, and pierced invincibly towards Huangyang Ziwei, but wanted to take advantage of this hard-won opportunity.

First remove Huangyang Ziwei, and reduce the strength of the elves, so as to help the discussion of chivalry. As for the so-called despicable behavior, he has already ignored it a lot.

Just as the place was in chaos and the elves were in crisis, they saw another vision rising in the distance.

Before the gap in the sky, the shadow came back. When the comet crossed the sky, burning into clouds of fire, and the sky was torn apart, He appeared with "Mie" handcuffed by the magic chain, and took revenge on the world from the dark abyss. Come.

"The heaven and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, follow me to gain grace—Genesis. The sun and moon sink, yin and yang overthrow, go against me and enter the way of extinction—End of the World."

With the oppression of the shadows, the void seemed to be condensed into a real enchantment. Everyone present felt a strong sense of oppression, and felt unable to move.

"Ok!"

Feeling the heavier body, Gu Cheng regained his senses and glanced at the figure galloping in the distance, the hand holding the sword shook slightly, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Such an opportunity. Don't miss it!"

"Heart Sword, go!"

As Gucheng made up his mind, he saw that the long sword that was still clinging to Gucheng's hand just now was suddenly thrown away by Gucheng, heading towards the direction of the shadow.

But Gucheng wants to use the heart sword to forcibly block the shadows, and win a chance for himself to kill Huangyang Ziwei.

When the long sword was released, the isolated city seemed to break free from its shackles, and the inner source flowed like a vast river. Suddenly, the whole body began to spin and turned into a long sword.

"Turn your body into a sword!"

With a loud shout, full of determination, living to death, the long sword transformed from the isolated city, resolutely without trace, killing fiercely, directly taking Huangyang Ziwei!
"die!"

Seeing the shadow descending, Huang Yang Ziwei's eyes lit up with joy, but before it turned into joy, she saw Gucheng's decisive sword.

His face instantly turned pale, and there was only fear in his eyes, "No!"

Before the sound fell, Huangyang Ziwei's eyes were already occupied by the galloping black and white long sword, leaving no gap.

boom!
Boom!
There was a loud bang, and there were bloodstains all over the sky. When I looked back, the lonely city was already disheveled, mottled all over, leaving only a mess!
With a trembling figure, he paced and walked in Gucheng, but turned a blind eye to the mottled and desolate scene behind him, and just looked at the long sword thrown by himself above the sky.

In the dark night sky, Shadow originally thought that as he approached, everyone in the battle should be afraid, but he knew that the goal was a long sword galloping towards him.

The next scene broke his heart and guts even more, but he had already witnessed the scene where the lonely city turned into a sword and killed Huangyang Ziwei with a single sword.

"Dark Rebellion!"

Carrying anger, Shadow shouted lowly, and broke out with a majestic and disdainful aura, but poured all the anger against the lonely city on the long sword.

"Differentiation!"

Seeing that the shadow was angry, Gucheng on the ground seemed to have expected this scene, smiled coldly, and opened his mouth lightly.

I saw that as the words of the lonely city fell, the heart sword hanging above the sky burst into light, and the two colors of black and white were clearly distinguished, and the words "heart" and "reason" were shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)