: 1145, Tai Xuan Battle (3)

Before, because I was too concerned about Wang Shiyu's safety, even the concern was chaotic, everyone ignored this.
It was discovered now that the rusted sword was completely against the Leizu’s sword.
Under the general offensive of Leizu Xianjian's blast, the rust sword has not been broken for a long time.
Actually blocked?
The Leizu Xianjian, which the sword could not stop, was blocked by a rust sword.
Do not.
Not just blocking.
The people quickly realized that things were not that simple.
In the battlefield, among the clusters of Mars that were shot out, the faint rust red was actually the faintly suppressed purple light.
Wang Shiyu, is pulling back the war one by one?
How can this be?
Everyone feels that things are different and a bit beyond their imagination.
However, I don't know why.
But this is a good thing.
In the Taixuan Academy, all eyes are firmly on the battlefield in the void.
boom!
Another violent burst sounded.
In the sky, there is another flash.
The figure is divided.
The two figures, separated by a kilometer, stood still.
The hearts of everyone in the Taixuan Academy suddenly came to the eyes of the blind.
Did you hold it?
Did Wang Shiyu hold on?
All eyes, the first time, fell on Wang Shiyu's body.
The scar on the body seems to have not increased.
The blood that overflowed among the five senses has faded and is no longer obvious.
The sleeves on the small arms were shattered, revealing white skin like jade crystal, such as sheep fat white jade, and the radiant complexion has a particularly attractive charm.
Rusty sword in the hand...
In good condition.
The handle was rusty, and there were several places on the sword. The rusted sword, which was almost rusted, was held tightly by Wang Shiyu.
There is no gap in the blade.
There is no crack on the sword.
It is still it.
Even if it is going to rust off.
No other weapons can cause any scars to it.
This sword is really... God.
Everyone in the Taixuan Academy was relieved with a long sigh of relief.
Then they look at Leizu again.
The moment when the eyes fell on Leizu, everyone could almost be 100% sure. The moment the figure was split, the blood that broke out in the battlefield was absolutely left by Leizu.
Because Leizu was injured.
A sword wound, from the left shoulder to the right cross, almost cut him into two pieces.
The silver fairy scorpion on his body did not provide the slightest protection and was cut open.
Blood runs down the body, flowing down, along the arm, along the fairy sword, silky, dripping into the sky.
"You..." Leizu’s face, the color of shock has not dissipated, staring at Wang Shiyu, saying: "What sword is in your hand?"
Wang Shiyu smiled faintly.
"The rust sword, my master said, used to kill pigs."
Winning is not arrogant, not defeated.
The grace of the beautiful swordsman at this time is heartbreaking.
On Leizu’s face, there was an indescribable anger.
"You are in the fairy world, you must have a snug, why bother, why do you want to help these lower-level slaves?" He roared: "You know, the Immortal Alliance has long decided to colonize the chaotic world, you and the forces behind you, The move is against the Immortal Alliance, and you can't afford it."
Wang Shiyu smiled: "The old chop, can't beat, just start to reason?"
Leizu's face is burning.
Wang Shiyu said again: "Do not worry, I am in the fairy world, there is no reliance, come, shot ... look scared you."
Leizu’s voice was low:
I gave you a chance, don’t think I am afraid of you.

The sword in his hand, the purple thunder flashed, and a circle of fairy scorpions came out.
The injury on the body, as well as the cut armor, also healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wang Shiyu took a long breath.
Between life and death, she suddenly realized what Master Ding Hao had said.
Many of the kendo ideas that she had never grasped, she finally realized it.
Thank you for your courage.
If she does not stand out from the bursting shield today, she will never have such an understanding for those who are old and weak.
Her kendo will never be inseparable.
She held the rust sword in both hands, and the real element in the body, frantically poured into the blade.
At the same time, her spirit, her will, her devotion to the kendo, she also injected into the body of the heavens and the earth.
Her life, her love...
Everything about her, at this moment, was poured into the rust sword.
Hey.
The blade slowly vibrates.
The mottled scarlet rust, separated from the sword, released a flame-like radiance, and swiftly revolved around the blade, as the stars of the heavens followed the heavens.
When the mottled rust fell off, the real blade was bare.
The crystal-like jade body, like a flap, is vaguely transparent, just a glance, as if you can let people's minds indulge in it, and the holy and mighty atmosphere is coming out.
Wang Shiyu holding the sword, the momentum of the whole person has also changed.
Under the scent of the sword, she stands proudly, and the white skirt flutters like the incarnation of the kendo of the world. The holy and sacred seems to be the mysterious sword who does not eat the fireworks.
"not good."
At this moment, Leizu suddenly felt it, and huge dangers shrouded.
An unprecedented fear that made him feel guilty.
"You sword..."
The ice sword is definitely a problem.
Big problem.
That is not a mortal thing at all.
At least it is also a high-quality fairy.
Leizu exclaimed, like a frightened duck, he did not dare to fight again. He turned away and fled.
In the long years of enlightenment, for the first time in his long years, he felt so dangerous for the first time. Even the heavens and the earth around him were roaring and warning him that the upcoming blow was definitely not something he could resist.
The sword in his hand, shaking and struggling, seems to be going to break free.
The celestial armor on his body also agitated and wanted to leave the body.
"Death."
Wang Shiyu swayed his sword.
At this moment, the spirit and the will resonate, and the kendo interacts with the real.
There are no earth-shattering fluctuations.
There is no appalling sword light.
There is only a light silver sword, and the sky is cut silently.
This sword is like a knife that has passed through butter, and after a small invisible trace, the sky quickly heals again.
Everything seems to have not happened.
Leizu, who escaped about a kilometer, suddenly stiffened.
His footsteps lingered in the air.
Slow down.
Slow down.
Then stopped.
The wind has blown.
The sacred armor on his body ruptured from it, fell off, and soon turned into a cold powder, dissipated in the air.
The sword in his hand was broken with a slam.
Then, the two swords were shattered.
Lei Zu slowly turned.
His face is delicate and elegant, and at first glance, it is easy to produce good feelings. The demeanor of a generation of masters, in the past, Lei Daozu Mountain in the top ten holy places of the Terran, prestige is extremely high, and Leizu has no relationship.
He used to be high and was a myth that many people admire.
He once overlooked all beings, and the spirit of the sorrow was stunned.
Now, his face is so embarrassing.
It is more disgusting than the semi-rotted body in the smelly ditch.
A thin trace is faintly visible from the middle of his body.
The world’s shocking and powerful, like the air in a balloon, is irreversibly flowing at an alarming rate.
"I……"
Lei Zuyu was unwilling to open his mouth.
Blood sprang from his mouth.
"I am not willing..."
While vomiting blood, roaring.
He is a martial art emperor, standing in the existence of the peak of the world, he has been favored by immortals, self-reliant, with the immortal armor and the fairy sword in his body, he will be on the summit of the world...
He is dying.
"Not reconciled..."
Leizu yelled, blood came out from the eyes, nose and mouth and ears.
He walked in the footsteps and looked at Wang Shiyu, full of hate.
Wang Shiyu received the sword, and the rusted sword was again rusty and unremarkable, but at this time, who would dare to really regard it as a broken sword?
"Yeah, not reconciled, you did not expect, you will die."
Wang Shiyu pointed to the heads of those who died under the human race.
"Then they are willing?"
"When they were slaughtered by you, at the moment when the knife fell into the neck, were they willing? Are their wives and children, willing? Are their parents and family, willing?"
"Not reconciled."
"What use is not reconciled?"
"They are not willing to be killed by you. You are not willing to die now, you have to die."
Wang Shiyu's eyes, there is a cold and chilling in the calm.
Leizu’s figure began to break.
He turned his head hard and looked at the stalwart army: "Save... save me..."
However, the response of the destructive force is only a large array of convergent breaths, all the blood that has flowed out of Leizu’s body, all of which have been taken.
It is the same as taking the blood of the human beings who are killed.
Like a pig dog.
"No..." Leizu tried to catch something, but he fell to the void. He looked at Wang Shiyu and pleaded: "I... I don't want to die, you save me, I..."
Wang Shiyu’s face flashed a disgusting color.
The figure flashed.
Jianguang circulates.
Her sword directly penetrated Leizu's mouth, and then the power broke out, and slammed, Leizu's head exploded directly.

Looking at it, I feel sick.

She took the body of Leizu and took a high altitude.
Just like this, the body of a high-ranking martial art emperor was smashed down the sky.
Everyone in the Taixuan Academy was completely sluggish.
Look silly.
So... is it so strong?
This is a martial arts emperor holding a fairy and wearing a sacred armor.
Just like killing a chicken, it will kill.
Of course, everyone also saw that the biggest reason was on the rusted sword.
This rust sword is too god.
Wang Shiyu's cultivation is in the vicinity of the quasi-prefecture. A rusted sword is in hand, and it can actually cross the great realm and kill Leizu... rusted sword, I am afraid that it is a baby in the fairy world.
It turned out that Li. Da. Shi has already seen it.
At this time, the voice of the old stick sounded again.
"Nie, come back soon."
This voice was directly transmitted to the outside of the Shushan shield of the college.
Wang Shiyu nodded and was about to go back.
Another voice, rang: "Haha, I didn't expect that there is such a treasure in this low-level domain, the little girl, don't leave, give your sword to the celestial."