Chapter 257: The cruelest price

Knowing his fate, the natural earthquake shook, the magnificent swordsmanship slammed open, and his feet were flattened to the ground. "E-small" ΩΔ says WwΩW. 1XIAOSHUO. COM
Yuyangtian, Xingyun, and Buyu bear the brunt of the attack. They were affected by the sword and flew out with blood.
Xuan Tian swept Hao Jian in his hand, blocking the sword intention, banging, stepping back several times, his mouth stained red.
"Humph"
The evil king turned his palms to block the move, but the mighty sword was inexhaustible, and he still stepped back half a step.
"Bu Yu"
Not far away, Xing Yun screamed quickly, but a huge gap in Bu Yu's chest appeared not far away, the sword was raging, and in a blink of an eye, all his vitality dispersed.
Yuyang Tian, ​​Xuan Tian also looked at him, and his eyes shrank fiercely.
"Uh"
Seeing the death of his companion, Xuan Tian felt a pain in his heart. Hao Jian Guanghua was prosperous.
The plain clothes on the edge of the cliff are full of blood, and the eyes are bleak. Most of the consciousness has been lost. Only the continuous swords of the whole body continue to oscillate, thunder, wind, and ice. In his mind, the majestic power made the bright moonlit night lose its color.
Hao Jian Jianxing pole, turned to his body, slammed, blocked by the sword of destiny, the blue body of the sword, the texture flowed, the moment of confrontation, a sword of fusion of the original breath quickly opened.
With the balance of the origin, the breath of Xuantian's body suddenly stagnate, his figure flew out, and after landing, he stepped back ten times in a row.
In Yuyangtian, Xingyun also rushed forward, halberd light and sword light merged, and then fought against the enemy.
Knowing his destiny, a pair of double forwards, and immediately, the sword spread, and the two flew out again with blood.
Xuan Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the young man who had lost most of his consciousness but was still unshakable.
In Yuyangtian, Xingyun strongly suppressed the injury, and with the anger of his companion, the halberd and Yunjian killed Guangling and forced their souls to kill.
Xuan Tian waved his hand, Hao Jian rose again, and forced to kill.
The sword of destiny wields again and again, blocking, slashing, and stabbing, the simplest moves, there is little left in the swordsman's consciousness, only the breath of the sword flows, taking the sword as the breath, moving with the sword.
"Keng"
The sword halberd's confrontation, I don't know how many times, there was a crunchy sound of gold stone crushing, the halberd broke off in response, and in the dazzling blood red, Yuyangtian's right arm flew out, and the blood spilled into the sky.
"Uh" Yuyang Tian fell to the ground, stepped back and forth, barely stopped his body, spit out blood, and stained the red rocks in front of him.
At the same time, Xing Yun attracted a sword, Yun Jian was as bright as the moon, and he tried his best to kill him.
"Be careful"
Xuan Tian hurriedly reminded him that Hao Jian regained brilliance and turned into streamer to keep up.
In the Zhiming sword, the blood marks flow, the three swords meet, the sword rests and leans towards each other, Hao Jian blocks the blade, Yun Jian continues to move forward, and when he enters the body, blood splashes.
The body of the sword flipped over, the blue was bright red, the sword was opened, the Xuantian retreated three steps, and his look changed, but in the blood, the sword of destiny cut out head-on, the dazzling sword flashed, and Xingyun left From the chest to the right rib, a scary sword mark appeared, blood surging.
"Xing Yun" Xuan Tian waved his sword, three sword lights flew out, and immediately, his body flashed, grabbed the severely damaged Xing Yun, and withdrew from Baizhang.
The light of Haojian is astonishing. It is less than one foot apart. It's almost the ultimate. Zhimingjian can't stop two, but can't stop the third.
Ling Li Jianguang passed through the body, and the plain clothing was dyed bright red again, without retreating, without humming, and he was almost comatose, and there was no response.
"It's all over"
Outside of the battle situation, the King of Disaster snorted coldly, seized the most appropriate time, moved his body, palmed Haoyuan, and the black light gathered, the extremely fierce power reappeared in the world, swept out of the world.
The figure on the edge of the cliff, black and red, motionless, above the blade of the sword, the blood flowed, and there was no movement.
At the moment of crisis, an extremely dazzling golden brilliance traversed the sky, reaching the battlefield in an instant, and the sharp air was amazing.
The sudden strong move made the king of the mischief sorrowful, and the palm of the sword turned to the edge to resist the move.
There was a loud bang, the mountains and rocks collapsed, and the sky was shaking, and a shadow of Qianying instantly entered the battlefield, grabbed Ning Chen who had lost her consciousness, and her figure turned into a stream of light, and left quickly.
"Meng Xuanji!"
The Wicked King waved his hands away from the rocks in the air and looked at the two disappeared, his face extremely ugly.
Seeing that the siege was rescued, Xuan Tian silently put away the sword in his hand, walked to the dead cloth rain, carefully lifted it up, and said, "Xingyun, let's go"
Xing Yun nodded reluctantly, dragging his severely injured body and silently keeping up.
Not far away, Yu Yangtian hesitated a little, and eventually picked up the broken halberd and left together.
The King of Disregard didn't pay attention, the figure flashed, and quickly chased in the direction of the two leaving.
On the Half Moon Mountain, the wind was cold and cold. After the three of them left, a figure appeared. They walked to the cliff in two steps and glanced below. Without any hesitation, they jumped into the cliff.
The flashing face of "Jian Xin" made people unclear, but the familiar blade of Qingyue reflected a glimmer of light in the night, icy cold.
Below the Canyon of Fire, the closer the sound of the hammer is, the casting of the Fortune Soldier has reached the final critical moment, and it will be completely successful in just a few hours.
Li Youwei's beautiful face no longer has the tempting smile of the past, and her expression is solemn, and she is all waiting for the moment of the soldiers' success.
Beside, seeing that the person who had reported the news hadn't returned, Li Yan frowned slightly, and there was an uneasy flash in his heart, not knowing what went wrong.
"Lao Qu, you go and see" Li Yan whispered to the old man beside him.
"Yes" the old man nodded, his figure flashed, and left the canyon in a flash.
"Brother, what's the matter?" Li Youwei's expression rose with doubt.
"It's nothing, nothing," Li Yan replied.
Li Youwei nodded, asked no more, looked away, and continued to look at the airborne soldiers away from the fire, focusing abnormally.
Three thousand miles away from the west side of Banyue Mountain, a stream, Meng Xuanji put down Ning Chen, his hands crossed the complex marks of the road, the streamer flashed, the complete clutch of death seals disappeared into the latter body, and disappeared after a while.
After doing this, Meng Xuanji turned her palms to condense her energy, urged by the mighty true element, and healed him quickly.
"Uh"
In the painful long hum, Ning Chen's mouth was dripping with blood, and the whole body's breath was chaotic. The sword halberd was constantly flooding in the meridians, resisting the foreign real element.
Meng Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and the body pressed another three points to suppress these messy breaths.
The beating heart, the golden blood of the golden blood, circulated through the meridians of the whole body and then re-entered into the heart. It kept repeating and quickly repaired Ning Chen's seriously injured body.
Half an hour later, Meng Xuanji closed his hand, looked at the person in front of him, and quietly waited for him to wake up.
When Jiaoyue traveled westward, there was little left in the night. By the stream, Ning Chen's eyes finally opened, and three kinds of original brilliance flashed through, and immediately fell into the deepest part of the eye.
"Meng Xuanji"
Seeing the woman in front of him, Ning Chen's eyes flashed a glimmer of light, just about to speak, and immediately felt something wrong in the body, the familiar familiar breath of clutch death, but this time it was stronger. I don't know how many times.
"Your life is in my hands now, can you tell me your true identity?" Meng Xuanji said lightly.
"The Eastern Territory of China, Daxia Zhiminghou" Ning Chen said slowly.
"What the Holy Land said, the East Territory's intention to invade the four poles is true or false," Meng Xuan narrowed her eyes and asked.
Ning Chen replied, "The confusing words of reversing black and white."
"I want to hear the truth," Meng Xuanji said in a condensed voice.
Ning Chen told the facts carefully, what he saw at the top of Jiutian.
"Top of the Nine Heavens" Meng Xuan narrowed her brows and said, "I will verify what you say, if there is anything untrue to what you say, even if you are thousands of miles apart, the seal of clutch death in your body will cost you "
After that, Meng Xuan took the lotus step lightly, and her coat floated away.
"Beware of the king of disasters and the master of the four pole realms, if you don't want to go to war between the two realms, you must not let gilded feathers fall into their hands." Ning Chen looked at the leaving figure and reminded.
Meng Xuanji didn't answer any more, and disappeared in the first morning light.
Next to the stream, Ning Chen's face gradually cooled down, looking east, killing Ling Xian.
After leaving the Fire Canyon, Qu returned, and said a few words in Li Yan's ear, making the latter frown unconsciously.
"Regardless of this, wait for the long-term plan after the cast is over," Li Yan said in a deep voice.
With less than two hours left, the century-old plan of the Lihuo Dynasty will soon succeed.
Qu Laoyan took his orders and stood aside, watching carefully.
In the Imperial City of Fire, the figure of Su Yi descended from the sky, and the spiritual awareness permeated the entire Imperial City. The strong breath made all the warriors feel surprised.
Ning Chen was looking for Li Youwei's figure. At this moment, the sword of destiny shook violently, as if sensing something.
From the Fire Canyon, on the cast-iron platform, the pure white blade is completely formed, and this moment of the earthsmith's tired eyes is extremely hot. This is the most brilliant masterpiece of his life.
He has countless soldiers in his life, and he is particularly good at swords and swords. However, he has made a perfect sword, and he will not make swords in this life.
At the moment of the sword, the thunder cloud emerged above the sky, covering the sun and the sky suddenly dimmed ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Thunder rolls, lightning rushes, Li Lao, Qu Lao two royal families enshrined and gathered together Block the world.
The magic soldiers in the ups and downs of the sky have a breath of breath. The blade blends dozens of magical materials. They are pure and flawless, and they are dazzling.
"Haha"
Seeing that the soldiers of luck finally succeeded, Li Yan couldn't hide his ecstasy, and laughed, and finally ... he would be the first person among the emperors of the ancient dynasty of the dynasty, Zhen Gushuojin.
Beside, Li Youwei's eyes flashed with relief. After working so hard for a long time, the Lihuo Dynasty finally took a crucial step.
However, at this moment, a blood-stained shadow came slowly, the more fierce the sword of destiny trembles, the blood in the blue, dazzling abnormal.
The Void Divine Soldier was affected and trembling with it, with the sapphire as the heart and the twin soldiers of one body. At this moment, they were connected with Qi and the light was shining into the sky.
Seeing the coming person, the smile on Li Yan's face disappeared instantly, and his heart was shocked. It was difficult to understand why this person appeared here.