Chapter 275: Sycamore

More than a dozen meteors descended from the sky, the night sky was shining brightly, and it was possible to see the forefront, those clusters of arrows that seemed to be burning.
Nan Ke's face was still indifferent, but his eyes contracted sharply, his hands clasped the hilt, and it was too late to cut the long sword to Xu Yourong, but pierced into the night sky.
Stabbing the night sky is an action. If it is still, it will only be a picture, but her sword is like stabbing countless notes into the night sky. At the same time, it is also a combination of countless still pictures.
Nanke held his sword high, perpendicular to the night sky above his head, and stared at Xu Yourong, who was a few feet away, but there were countless sword lights that shone around her body and turned into a perfect ball of light.
There are countless fine marks on the surface of the light ball, and those are all swords.
More than ten arrows turned into meteors, blasting on the light beam between the swords!
The dull thunderous noise blasted at the peak of Muyu!
The hard cliff stone surface of Nanke's pair of leather boots again showed countless cracks, and it was deeper than before.
The arrows were blocked by her sword and flew away, but this time they did not disappear into the night again, but as if they were spiritual, they struck again with clear arrows!
More than ten arrows turned into a sky full of arrows and rain, continually bombarding Nanke!
Pappapap, a very dense voice sounded from the peak.
Those sounds are the crisp sounds of metal impact, and the ear-sounding noises of sharp and hard scratches.
There are countless Mars on the cliff top, even linear sparks, which are the result of the intersection of arrows and swords.
But no arrow could approach Nanke's body, and even those fleeting, misty sparks could not float into the ball of light composed of her sword.
The ground on the top of the peak is full of traces carved by arrows, deep or shallow, densely packed, like the traces left by the heavy rain on the sand.
She stared at Xu Yourong outside Jianguang, holding her long sword high, and seemed not to move at all.
But every moment, she produced countless swords.
Looking from Xu Yourong, those slender sword shadows turned into a fan shape behind Nan Ke.
As if the peacock is on screen.
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Watching the peak of Muyu sparks splattered, listening to those fine voices, the old piano player was speechless.
At this time, Nanke's spirit is between the long swords. No matter how powerful Xu Yourong's consciousness is, in addition to controlling the sky and rain, it is difficult to launch attacks. The situation seems to be deadlocked.
What made the old man playing the piano really touching was the screen from Nanke's long sword.
It wasn't until this time that he knew that Her Royal Highness had actually reached this stage, and it was indeed the strongest among the younger generation of the Demon Royal.
One of the biggest differences among practitioners who have reached the polystar realm is that they have their own realm-that is their own world, called the Star Realm.
In the Star Zone, no one can hurt them unless the opponent has an overwhelming strength advantage in the realm and forcibly breaks.
There is a similar saying in the Demon Race, but the realm of the powerful families of the royal family is not called the Star Field, but is called the Moon Ring.
Because of her age, Nan Ke still lacks the realm of strength, and there is no way to summon a complete moon ring, but she has perfectly complemented the incompleteness of the realm with the perfect sword technique without any flaws.
That sword screen blooming at the peak of Muyu Peak is her moon ring!
At this point, the old piano player finally no longer worried about this battle.
Because even if Xu Yourong's blood talent is still strong, she still has to be limited to her own realm, so as long as she stays in Tongyou, then she will never be able to harm Nanke.
This means that in the battle taking place in Zhou Yuan, Nanke is in an undefeated place!
The old man who played the piano was shocked, thinking that the master of the military must know this, and then he gave the responsibility of killing Xu Yourong to his highness without hesitation.
Adults really have no choice.
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The old man playing the piano no longer worried, but he forgot one thing, undefeated does not mean victory.
Facing Nanke, who used swordsmanship to simulate the moon ring, Xu Yourong's performance was perfect. The perfect here means absolute perfection.
Whether it is the frequency of falling arrows in the sky, or the angle of each arrow light, it is perfect.
Nanke unfolds the sword screen, and can only support it, but cannot find any chance to fight back.
For her proud, this is an unacceptable fact.
The purpose of her coming to Zhou Yuan is to defeat Xu Yourong and kill Xu Yourong.
The sound is clear, the arrows are raining, the sparks on the top of the cliff are shining continuously, and in the outer night, the streamers are like scars. They gradually disappear with time, and in a moment, there are many more traces.
The unpleasant extreme friction and the terrifying impact sound echoed in Nanke's ear.
She stared at Xu Yourong with a blank expression, and her dull eyes gradually became sharper.
Suddenly, she closed her eyes and shouted with a hint of madness!
"what!"
With this cry, the sword light around her became brighter, and the sword suddenly rose by three points!
There was a chaotic noise, and her figure suddenly disappeared, and then real, she wore it out of her sword screen, stab Xu Yourong with a sword!
She ignored the sky and rain and repaired her whole body as a sword, so she had to cut Xu Yourong under the sword!
Even if her sword is tangible, those streamlined arrows will inevitably pierce her body. This battle came to the most dangerous moment so quickly!
The old man who played the piano suddenly changed, Huo Ran stood up from the piano.
With the respect of the princess of the Demon Race, a sword that lays down its life and forgets its death, how powerful is it?
Nanke's sword has two clear lights.
The two sword lights intersect and cut to Xu Yourong's face!
The old man who played the piano was pale and shouted: "Southern Cross Sword!"
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In the human world, the moon of the demon can not be seen.
In the Demon Realm, you can see the starry sky above the human head, but because of the location or something, the starry sky in the eyes of the Demon Race is not a starry sky, but two star-like stars.
The two galaxies intersect in the night sky, like a cross.
Relative to the old town of Snow, the starry sky is in the south, so the Devil calls it Southern Cross.
At this time, Nanke cut this sword to Xu Yourong and divided it into two starlights. It is the famous Southern Cross sword in the magic field.
The old man who played the piano knew that the long sword of His Highness Nanke was the famous Southern Cross sword.
A sword is a sword technique, a sword is a sword body.
Nanke, use the Southern Cross Sword to apply the Southern Cross Sword!
The powerful sword intention broke through the sky, and had not yet arrived in front of Xu Yourong. He could only hear the far-reaching night sky, and there were countless cracking sounds!
A trace of pain flashed on the pale face of the old man playing the piano, and his body shook.
That's the broken voice of the void.
Immediately afterwards, deep in the distant grassland at the foot of Muyu, the strange hanging light also began to shine, and the light thrown here slightly deformed, which proved that the space was being twisted.
The sword of Nanke... has reached the peak allowed by Zhou Yuan rules, and has even crossed that line!
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The streamer transformed by more than ten arrows punctured at high speed in the night, so that the naked eye looked like a majestic arrow rain.
Nanke unravels the moon ring and turns Jianping into a sword, which is tantamount to exposing himself to this horrible rain of arrows.
If Xu Yourong could take over her horrible Southern Cross sword, then it would be Nanke’s turn to face great danger.
The problem is that the power of this Southern Cross sword is so terrifying. The Southern Cross sword in the hands of Nanke is also a powerful weapon in the magic domain. If it is in the human world, it is fully qualified to be included in the hundred weapons list.
Xu Yourong only has a wooden bow in his hand. How can he hold it?
One string sounded, the original string was broken.
The bow was broken from the tail, curled up like a stamen, and fell on Xu Yourong's wrist.
She held the bow and inserted it into the cliff stone in front of her.
There was a snapping noise, the cliff stone shattered, and the long bow fell into the ground, waving against the night wind, as if it had become a tree.
A loud noise!
The extremely powerful Southern Cross sword was cut above the long bow!
This bow is very long, so it doesn't feel too strong, and it is obviously wooden, but it blocks the sword!
Only the peak of the smooth cliff stone, this tree must be lonely, just like the tree she saw on the mountain road.
The mountain road is a fantasy, and the tree she saw was the tree she wanted to see.
The tree she saw on the mountain road was a plane tree.
At this time, this longbow is also a sycamore.
This bow is the magical soldier on the hundred weapon list!
Indus, the powerful magical instrument of Saint Virgin Peak, ranks 31st and 32nd in the list of hundred weapons!
Why does an instrument have two rankings? Because Wutong is not a magic weapon, but two pieces.
The arrows that roared and attacked in the night sky were the falling leaves of the plane tree, named Wu Jian.
At this time, the long bow she was holding was the strong trunk of the plane tree named Gutong.
Wujian and Gutong.
My sword, a lonely tong.
This is a tool for a king, not a saint or an emperor, and cannot be used.
But Xu Yourong can use it, and even she alone has the ability to exert the greatest power of this magic weapon.
Just like why on the mountain road, the lonely tree she saw was a truth.
She is a phoenix, inhabiting indus.
She is a natural king.
The clear light spreads like a wave hitting the reef and splashes everywhere.
The collision of two powerful breaths illuminates Muyu's peak and their eyes.
Xu Yourong looked at Nanke, with a calm expression and self-improvement.
Gutong blocked the Southern Cross sword, where is the Wujian?
The sound of breaking the sky in the night is a masterpiece, and countless arrows rain down to the south.
Nanke's sword, against Xu Yourong's longbow, how to avoid this arrow rain? As mentioned before, she failed to end the battle with a sword, and it was her turn to face absolute danger.
At this time, an unexpected picture appeared.
Nanke's hands holding the sword handles were staggered apart, one sword against Xu Yourong's long bow, the other hand waved the sword out, the sword screen was regenerated, and the ten branches and arrows were all separated!
The Southern Cross swords turned out to be two swords!
It's like Wutong is two magic instruments!
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The peak of Muyu peaked tonight, with a clear voice.
This is an unimaginable battle. The degree of fierceness is definitely not as fascinating as that of the one-hundred-year-old ambush outside Zhouyuan.
As is rumored, no matter how cultivated they are in the realm or their minds, they are very similar, and even weapons and magic are so similar. As they imagined, they finally met and then fought, Phoenix and Peacock, Sycamore and Southern Cross Sword, who would win the final victory?
If there is destiny, then they are destined opponents, and anyone who sees this battle tonight will firmly believe it.
If no one saw this battle, it would be a pity for the entire continent.
Fortunately, there was a spectator in this battle.
Every wrinkle on the face of the old piano player is expressing shock and praise.
Not only for Nanke, but also for Xu Yourong.
He has never seen such a powerful blood talent and combat ability.
Not to mention that they are still so young.
Wujian met Jianping, Southern Cross sword met Gutong, and now the battle on the cliff once again entered a stalemate stage, it depends on who can stand to the end.
The old man playing the piano knew this very well, so he praised and stood up.
Fair fight? Just like the Mozu never believed in human tears, it was a very hypocritical word and had no meaning.
However, Nan Ke gave him a glance at this time. Although it was only Yu Guang, he was still colder than Xue.
Mozu never believed in fairness and justice, but she believed in pride.
So, the old man playing the piano withdrew his steps.
The peak of Muyu Peak is always bright, the sparks from the friction between the arrow and the sword, and the streamer formed by the collision between the sword and the bow.
Between sparks and streamers, Xu Yourong's ordinary and delicate face, the gloss is getting brighter and calmer, which means self-confidence.
An upright atmosphere radiated from her white sacrifice suit, extremely bright.
Nanke's eyes are still a bit dull, but he is getting stronger and stronger, because he is more focused and colder.
Suddenly, a whistle burst from her lips!
The voice was a little naive, but it was extremely proud, symbolizing uninhibited and arrogant.
It was a peacock standing alone in the depths of the swamp, and looked at the birds flying far away with a contemptuous look.
Silently, a blood flowed from her hands, covered with the hilt of the Southern Cross Sword!
The blood she shed is not red, because she is not a human, but it is not the green of the blood of the ordinary demon. Her blood is colorful and very colorful!
This blood is not disgusting, on the contrary there is a very strange beauty.
The blood seemed to be very cold, like flowing ice, slowly covering Nan Ke's hands and hilt, and then began to burn, but the flame seemed to be cold!
The ice-like flames burned violently on the Southern Cross sword!
In just an instant, Wutong bow was covered with a layer of ice and snow. After a while, several thorns were born!
The place where the bow body was connected to the cliff face shook violently, and brought out several cracks. It seemed that there were signs that it could not bear it!
Is this the real blood of Yue Bird? Xu Yourong thought silently.
Then the tip of her eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
It's not vigilance or anxiety, it's not fear, but it starts to be painful in advance.
Bleeding really hurts.
She doesn't like pain, so she doesn't like this way of fighting.
But since Nanke has already sent her an invitation, she has no way to refuse, because she does not like failure and death.
Because of the pain, her brows were getting tighter and tighter, and she looked a little pitiful, but her eyes were getting brighter and her expression was calmer and calmer.
A stream of blood slowly flowed from her fingers to the tightly held bow.
The blood was red because she was human, but after being in contact with the night wind, the blood turned golden.
The blood seemed to be flowing gold, extremely solemn and extremely holy, and it seemed to contain endless energy and temperature.
The sycamore longbow just burned.
Those frost and snow thorns instantly purified into blue smoke.
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(These two days are four thousand words, because the plot here is more beautiful than three thousand, um, then the problem is coming, what to do if there is no manuscript...I will fly to Shenzhen tomorrow, and it will come out at six in the morning. I hope to be able to arrive at the hotel at more than six o'clock in the evening. China is so big, and we, the residents of Northeast China, are so capricious! I'll write about it first, and the updates in the next few days can be adjusted at any time. Still, the total number of this month will not be small, but Due to business and physical reasons, some time periods may be a bit worse, please understand. Finally, the pictures in this chapter are also very beautiful. One more sentence, in my detailed outline, the following chapters, the pictures are very beautiful It must be made into a picture, otherwise it will be a loss.)
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