Vol 3 Chapter 59: Generous death (second)

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Everyone looked up and found that there was a blank space in the clouds above their heads, and a blue sky was visible. Although the range of Baizhang is relatively small compared to the entire coverage of the six reincarnation arrays, this sword is not negligible. This sword is not to counter the bombardment of the six reincarnation arrays, but this hand alone is enough to suppress everyone present.
In the eyes of everyone's astonishment, on the blank space above their heads, suddenly someone lowered slowly. The other party's clothes fluttered, green silk like a waterfall, like autumn leaves scattered, but fluttering again. Unspeakable clarity and purity, but the momentum is extremely sharp.
The man was a woman, dressed in colorful clouds and holding a simple long sword, and slowly fell on the crown of a tree. From beginning to end, the woman did not look at anyone, her temperament was empty and calm, as if she was born in the world, she had no emotion at all, and she had no interest. In her deep and pure eyes, there seemed to be only the avenue.
Everyone looked horrified.
The strength of each other makes them awe.
The indifference of the other party made them unable to even anger.
Just like mortals, they don't feel angry because the immortals ignore themselves. Because that was taken for granted.
Only Bai Jingxue's eyes lighted up. She took the honor of the head of Shushan, but suddenly she bowed her head and worshiped: "The head of Shushan Bai Jingxue, see the sword man!"
Palm Sword Man.
Shushan palm sword man.
Xu Pingjing, Zhang Jiuling, Wu Jinling, Wang Sanxian, and others suddenly realized, but knowing the identity of the other party did not make them feel relaxed. The strength of the other side is too powerful, it is a powerful strength that can break the balance of strength of the Five Avenues.
Faced with Bai Jingxue's visit, Wu You, the swordman of Shushan, did not change his eyes, let alone reason.
However, Bai Jingxue was not surprised at all. She couldn't help but got up and laughed at Xu Pingjing and others. "I have a Shushan palm sword man, a few monks, a lot of Li Ye, what else? You do n’t have to fight for the immortals to fight!
Li Yan and others looked up and looked at the falling Lei Wang.
Wei Xiaozhuang's round neck was stretched to a normal level, and he murmured, "It looks like a really powerful look."
Nangong No. 1 sneered coldly: "When the thunder net fell, you and I would have no bones, and the spirits would disappear, would you say that it is not great?"
Wei Xiaozhuang retracted his gaze, looked at Nangong first, and said bitterly, "What then? Really wait for death?"
Nangong patted Wei Xiaozhuang's shoulder for the first time, and sighed with relief: "We have done what we have to do and what we have to do. You think about it, Shimen sent out six rounds of reincarnation to kill us. Now, what can we do? Eighteen King Kong is dead, thirty-six Arhats are gone, and the monk regiment is destroyed. They have no hope of relying on the world to compete for the blessed land of China. The chaotic situation in this world, no matter What will happen in the future is our own business, nothing to do with Shimen. "
"This time, like the predecessors who went west with swords and closed Jinshan out of Yangyang, we have kept the ancestral heritage for our Divine Land. They are not afraid of death. What does it matter if we die? Defend Divine Land and kill the East and let go. , And finally died in the six rounds of reincarnation, this is our responsibility, our mission, and our fate. "
Wei Xiaozhuang blinked, knowing nothing, not knowing nothing.
Nangong turned around and looked at the top of Qishan, standing against his hands, suddenly burst into laughter, and was full of spirits: "For thousands of years, the aliens of this blessed land in Shenzhou are as many as the river carp, but no one can occupy this land. , Why? Countless senior men, in order to guard the lineage of this land, he did not hesitate to fight the battlefield, and Ma Ge wrapped up his body! "
"For hundreds of years, the first master of Divine China knows that he will die, but he still travels to Kansai one by one, kills Daxue Temple, and goes to death generously! I waited for Divine monks who were born in Sri Lanka and were Divine Sects. He passed away and died well. His predecessors traveled far and wide to the west to go to death generously. Today, I am the first in Nangong. In the land of Datang, why ca n’t I die generously ?! "
Nangong No. 1 slowly pulled out the startled sword, his expression was firm and firm, his eyes were like tigers and wolves: "For hundreds of years, those who have died under the six reincarnation arrays are the first masters of Shenzhou! I am Nangong and died today This is also the number one in the world! My Nangong number one is worthy of the name! But I do n’t want to sit and wait for death. The number one in the world, even if I am going to die, I have to die on the way to kill the enemy! "
Having said that, Nangong screamed for the first time, his body repaired suddenly, and the sword suddenly ran forward.
The disease was like a wind, turning into a flowing shadow, and disappeared in no time. When the figure appeared again, it had leaped up high and reached the width of the purple gold pillar of fire.
The Jing Jian sword held high, his clothes danced wildly, and he suddenly yelled, "Yun Lei knows the shock when he landed, the three swords Angelica Weibuyue! Shit six rounds of reincarnation, pick me three months and three swords, roll back!"
There was a thunder on the ground, and it blew among the hundred square feet. Nangong was the first wild goose, and the panic sword shone blue and purple, sending out a high-pitched tremble. He seemed to understand the master's intentions, knowing that this was the last scabbard, so unprecedented power broke out.
With one person and one sword as the center, within a hundred feet of the surrounding area, the wind screamed into a tornado, and the center of the whirlwind was full of fish-like swords. Suddenly, three tens of tens of blue glaive swords appeared one after another, like a glimmer of light, as if the waves of the Yangtze River pushed forward, and they were successively chopped on the pillar of purple fire!
There were three blasts of blasting, the flames of purple gold spread to the sides like tide, and the purple and blue sword gas exploded one after another. Nangong was the first to be slashed with a sword, and was drawn by the aura of anger. This wine-loving genius monk who is obsessed with kendo has a posture of opening the sky at this moment.
In an instant, the moon and three swords were cut, and the heavens and the earth shook the mountains. The sand and rocks were like the apocalyptic waves of aura hit by the violent attack. It was like the tide rushed back and forth with Li Yan and others.
The pillar was as strong as a barrier, and the pillars of Sanskrit-purple gold and purple fire shattered like a vase. The first Nangong flew out like a broken-line kite, leap over the heads of Li Yan and others, fell behind the crowd, and smashed a large pit, filled with smoke.
Li Yan and others flew smoke and looked down to see the big pit. Nangong's first vomiting blood arched his upper body, his forehead was blue and violent, his eyes were rounded: "Big shit, once every month, the ash flies, my Nangong Sure enough ... the world is number one! "
After all, his body fell down, his head crooked and his voice disappeared.
Wei Xiaozhuang cried and rushed into the big pit, went to pick up Nangong No. 1's body, howled and broke his heart.
Li Yan was silent.
He turned to look at the chopped purple gold pillar of fire. As expected, as soon as it dissipated, a new one fell in midair, resealing the gap.
The thunder net above his head was falling quickly. About a moment later, Mo was about to fall on top of everyone.
Li Min took a deep breath, glanced at Li Xian and Su E, and took out Lu Gujian.
Suddenly Li Xian grasped Li's hand and looked solemnly, and took Lu Gujian over: "You can't die yet."
Li Xie gave him a glance and reached out to grab Lu Gujian: "Old man, don't be stupid, you have to die today."
Li Xian put Lu Gujian behind him and looked at Li Zheng straightly: "I can die, I'm already dead, but you can't die."
Li Xun said with a lip: "Everyone can die, everyone can die."
"Li Li!" Li Xian shouted suddenly, his face was instantly full of anger, and there was a sense of resentment, "You are the king of Datang An! It is the backbone of Datang Society! It is the hope of Datang Zhongxing! You Dead, what about the Tangshan Jiangshan community? "
Li froze. He hasn't seen Li Xian this time. He doesn't remember it. He never saw it after crossing.
Li Xian took a deep breath, his eyes were stunned, full of killing: "My Datang, Kailuan is the only prosperous age in the world, and the territory is so wide that its predecessors cannot reach it. In all directions, it has never happened before. Today! Such a great Tang and Huanghuang dynasty, but only two hundred years ago, how can it be destroyed! "
"You are my son of Li Xian and Li Tang's clan. It is Datang who nurtures you so that you can achieve today! You remember to me that you can die, but by no means now! You have the ability to let Datang ZTE, But you did n’t do it. If you die today, how can you treat your ancestors ?! "
"The labor of the ten generations of monarchs, the blood of the ten generations of people, the millions of frontiers fighting the frontiers, and the hundreds of millions of people waiting for their lives. Is it just that you can go to death today with peace of mind?"
Li Yan lived. He suddenly felt that an invisible mountain was resting on his shoulder.
Li Xian exhaled, staring at Li Yan with eyes full of Greek wings and tears: "You remember, Datang is not happy, you have no qualifications to die, because you are Li Yan, Li Tang's clan!"
Li Xian looked up, looking closer and closer to Lei Wang, and his mouth moved slightly, sketching a complex smile: "I Li Xian was a dead person. In my life, I was destined to live in a death club." I have been jealous of the king and persecuted by the monarchs and ministers. I have hatred, sky-high hatred, I have resentments and ground-covered resentments. But I, Li Xian, will not forget the original intention! ,I come!"
In a word, Li Xian suddenly burst into a powerful blood, rushing Li Ji back a few steps, he suddenly stood up to the thunder net covering the world. The Lu Jian sword he had never used before was green in his hands and howling like a dragon.
Li Xie went straight up without fear: "My two Tang Dynasty kings of An Tang, in a single blood, will not die of death. Even if the sky falls, it will not work!"
One person, one sword, turned into a blue sword-mangling, rushed to the Thundernet, and immediately reached the center of the Thundernet.
The thunder and lightning in mid-air was overwhelming and fell on the sword.
The sound of thunderous electric shocks is endless, and the violent purple electric rays cover the sky.
Li Yan watched this scene blankly, and his mood was surging.
Since crossing, he devoted himself to immortality, and disregarded the Tang Dynasty's society. He just wanted to wait for the chaos in the world to achieve his true dragon.
For Li Xian, his cheap father, he has no emotion at all. Of course not. The so-called blood is thicker than water, it is just another person's memory. His soul from the earth has never experienced anything.
However, at this moment, looking at Li Xian's hand with Lu Gujian, the figure was drowned in the thunder and lightning tide, and he could not help shaking his hands.
After half a ring, the thunderbolt dissipated, and a scorched body fell from mid-air, and he uttered a bang, and landed next to Li Yan, and Lu Gujian dangled aside.
Li Yan closed his eyes.
This Tang, this Tang ...

The third is nine.