long night walk

Chapter 1070

"So this sword should be used like this."

Bai Lian was panting heavily, his lungs seemed to be burning, but he looked down at the sword in his hand with an admiring smile on his face.

His fingers lightly touched the golden sword pattern.

He seemed to be sighing and said: "A sword sacrificed to the gods... Heh, the heart of the person who forged the sword really has no taboos."

"But that's what makes it all the more remarkable, isn't it?"

The sword pattern brightened up.

It took only a moment for Bailian to adjust his breath, and he launched an offensive again!

It was another round of chasing wind and shadows with the Great Sun Golden Crow Sword.

The figure of the Flame God is constantly changing between the heaven and the earth, and thousands of dharma forms move with the sword.

At this moment, the god-killing mortal weapon that has been hidden in the dusty and cold warehouse for thousands of years is unknown.

After devouring the soul of the first god, it seemed to truly come alive.

With a sword and a slash, everyone breathes.

And Fengxu's sword skills are absolutely outstanding, after suffering a round of offensive, he quickly adapted to the trajectory of Bailian's sword.

"It's naive and foolish to think that the same move will work again!"

He stopped standing silently on the spot, Feng Xu moved, and driven by his aura, blazing flames and terrifying air waves strangled in the mountains.

The countless golden lines cut out of the space were all swept into the air.

This is the first time that Feng Xu has used body dodge since the battle between Bai Li'an and Feng Xu.

But who would have expected that the Great Sun Golden Crow Sword that Bai Lian used was just a cover.

As if he had expected that Fengxu would dodge with body skills, this sword cut out only in its shape but not its spirit.

While swinging the sword, dozens of long spears transformed from the power of dark blood behind Bai Lian spewed out the breath of the flame god's magic phase and burned fiercely, ready to go.

Until Fengxu's trajectory was cleared with the help of the Great Sun Golden Crow Sword, Bai Lian seized the opportunity precisely.

Dozens of flame guns burst out through the wind, sealing Fengxu's movements like a cage.

It was only because Fengxu suffered a lot just now, and it is not confirmed whether there is that terrifying Emperor Zixue hidden in the flame gun.

He hesitated for a moment and froze for a moment.

And Bai Lian seized this momentary opportunity...

Chonghua Tingyan!

Broken Cloud Mountain!
Ziyang Fengxu style!
Bai Li'an has been hiding the murderous intent that has been suppressed for a long time!
The pride of being a corpse demon royal family is inherent.

Although he had never met his two "brothers", the sense of fate connected by blood made him fall into the devil at the moment when he saw Feng Xu using the power of the corpse bead.

There was a feeling of anger, hatred, and humiliation in my heart that was the same as that of Si Li!

Sword upon sword!
Xi He's magical skills are smooth and smooth without being jerky or stagnant through the Jianzi Jue.

Every arc of the sword is extremely beautiful and perfect, and the cut is decisive and smooth.

The sword edge exploded and screamed continuously, and the sword energy instantly stacked nine mountains.

And Bai Lian also really understood at this moment, the importance of a magic weapon.

If it was replaced by other swords, the blade would have already been cut off. How could there be such a battle scene with three secret skills.

After a series of moves and swords, Bai Lian made 49 swords in a very short period of time, one sword after another, without any jerk, and it was done in one go.

Every sword is the essence of the profound meaning of the ancient god Xihe's sword skills.

Every time the sword is swung out, the faint fire light attached to the sword edge changes and rises fiercely, and the golden sword light flourishes, like red-hot nails piercing towards Fengxu from all directions.

Fengxu's eyes were gloomy, and when his robe was violently agitated, the fairy clouds surrounding him suddenly turned into rolling black clouds and thunder.

The aura of heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, and clouds of rolling thunder and lightning sneered in all directions, just like the jet-black demonic energy that was released.

The surging dark clouds were like the armor of an ancient demon god, enveloping Feng Xu's body heavily.

It is difficult for the golden burning sword to penetrate an inch.

Tan Guangjun could see that the slashing of sword after sword was extremely consuming to Bai Lian.

Fengxu only defended but not attacked, in order to consume him until he died of exhaustion.

Tan Guangjun's expression dimmed, after all, manpower is hard to defeat the sky, and it is a miracle for an ancient immortal like Fengxu to win the Golden Immortal level.

Not to mention the fusion of two taboo corpse beads of the corpse demon royal family.

Under the mirror of blood, Si Li, who had a panoramic view of the battle, couldn't feel the anger and hatred in Bai Lian's bones.

Seeing this, her desire to go to the human world is not so strong.

Si Li stretched out his robe and sat on the floor. The two long legs under the blood-colored robe and king's suit were comfortably stacked on the steps of the temple. The calf wrapped in silver boots was even more slender and straight, with a perfect arc.

She rested half-lying, leaning her body on a slant, her black hair, which had not been restrained by the crown, was carried on her shoulders, and the tail of her hair hung down from the delicate collarbone.

The limbs under the scarlet king's robe were slack, and the slender body contained elegance and strength. In the eyes of the little raccoon, the charm of laziness that was unintentionally displayed had a kind of coquettish beauty that was unintentionally captivating.

After being sealed with the power of blood by the Heaven-Puting Sword Qi, Si Li at this moment is more like an empress depicting the world's fireworks than a dark creature drinking blood.

Her green eyes, as calm as a lake, looked at the battle in the blood mirror, and her long and narrow lips drew an inconspicuous arc:
"The little guy has only been awakened for four years, the time is too short, and the day when he condenses the corpse beads himself is too far away.

With the lonely corpse orb, being able to face the oppression of the corpse orbs of the two king brothers in their prime, and being able to draw their swords to fight, is a bit of a royal character. "

Her reaction was very light, but those who knew her well knew that she was very satisfied with Bai Lian's response at the moment.

The little raccoon holding it with its two paws overlapping obviously did not expect that Bai Lian could fight so heartily under the pressure of the two royal corpse beads.

It knew what a terrifying arrogance Si Li possessed.

It even imagined the boy kneeling and trembling under the pressure of those two corpse beads.

That's why it blocked Si Li's power in advance, lest she go crazy in anger.

But right now, His Highness doesn't seem to be worried that the kid will bow down to Jinxian Fengxu.

It looked at Si Li who had relaxed inexplicably, and asked cautiously.

"Your Highness, it seems that you are not worried about his life or death?"

It is normal for His Highness Si Li to never care about the life and death of others, even if that person is her younger brother.

But this kid is carrying her corpse bead in his body, if he died in Feng Xu's hands and the corpse bead was broken, she would never be able to get it back.

Si Li smiled faintly, and said: "With a lonely corpse orb in his body, he would rather fight than surrender, and die than kneel, even if he dies in battle, that is also the pride of being born a king.

He didn't insult the surname of the corpse demon royal family, it's just a corpse bead, if it is destroyed, I don't mind spending another thousand years to re-condense. "

"So just let him mess around."

"Lonely, let's see. With Gu's corpse orb in his arms, facing the terrifying oppression of his two elder brothers, how far can he go?"

The black thunderclouds around Fengxu gathered more and more, as if they were going to devour all the golden sword fires coming from all directions.

But the awe-inspiring sword intent on Bai Lian's body did not stop, and there was almost no hesitation in the process of waiting.

Tiance Junshan's sword flame was exhausted, replaced by an even more piercing sword intent.

Two red and purple sword dragons rise up.

The sword in Bai Lian's hand changed again.

What was displayed was already Hua Xu's sword.

Pillow mountains and rivers!
Sky lantern travels the world!

Brush clothes three photos!

Bai Lian's breath lasted, as if it was endless, without the slightest sign of exhaustion, but on the contrary, he was full of energy, and his sword grew violently.

The lightness of the sword, like wind and fire rolling through the forest, suddenly became imposing, as heavy as a mountain.

The sword's posture changed suddenly, from chopping, stabbing, cutting, to a single slap.

The Tiance Junshan Sword, which was as heavy as a thousand jun, exploded with an unprecedented weight at this moment. The sword was like a giant hammer of heaven and man, and it swung between Bai Li'an's arms, making a sound of thunder and thunder.

And those golden sword fires that fell on the dark cloud heavy armor were like nails under a heavy hammer.

Bai Lian slammed out with a sword, and landed on the sword light with incomparable precision, only to see the dark cloud heavy armor around Feng Xu's body suddenly split and splashed like a thick ice surface.

Huaxu's swordsmanship is constantly changing under Tiance Junshan's sword.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Bai Lian's sword was getting heavier and heavier, but this did not affect his body speed.

Finally, there were more and more cracks in the thick dark cloud, just like the surface of a vast and boundless icy lake, which was beaten day and night with countless small hammers, and finally the cracks spread rapidly.

With a bang.

The dense clouds billowed and dispersed, and the thunder shattered into crumbs.

And the golden flame sword light that froze in all directions cut towards Fengxu's body in a criss-cross pattern amidst the angry roar of the huge god behind Bailian.

Fengxu let out a muffled snort, and dozens of sharp blood-colored openings began to appear on his body, and the blood was billowing, continuously oozing out from the wound.

It looks like the red residual cloud of Tianmu that will fall from the sky at sunset.

The dark clouds condensed around the body have collapsed, the thunder has collapsed, and it is no longer possible to condense the slightest defensive power.

And possessing the perfect physique combining the golden fairy and the corpse demon, countless bright red sharp wounds were cut out at this moment.

Not long after, the blood was dripping, and Fengxu had become a hideous blood man.

But Fengxu fell into a strange silence, he suddenly stepped back half a step, leaned his body slightly, and blocked dozens of sword blows with his broad back.

Then, charge up and punch!

The simple and unpretentious punch fully demonstrated the domineering power unique to the royal corpse demon!

Bai Lian's eyelids twitched, and under the pressure of the terrifying blood, his hair spread all over his body, and blood beads scrambled to squeeze out from the pores.

He intuitively felt the terrible consequences of this punch.

But there was no hesitation in the movement of the sword in his hand, after a little thought, the edge of the sword deflected.

Once again resorted to the Tiangong.

The tip of the sword pierced towards Fengxu's left pupil.

Not surprisingly, the fist that was hitting his head had to change its trajectory halfway, and hit Tiance's Junshan Sword with one punch.

Bai Lian's sword was blown out of angle by that overbearing punch, and the blade crossed his nose.

However, Feng Xu's fist and the sword's edge collided without any wounds.

On the contrary, Tiance Jun Mountain was violently bounced away, buzzing continuously, and the strength of the rebound was even more terrifying.

Bai Lian's arm holding the sword burst into a bunch of blood, and the rebounding sword hit his head hard, causing Bai Lian's eyes and nose to bleed wildly, and his body was forced to retreat three meters away.

He stood in the cold wind and snow, with one arm twisted in a scalp-numbing posture.

And the hand holding the sword kept dripping blood. With his astonishing healing power, instead of seeing the wound heal, the blood gushed out more and more.

Clearly a muscular injury.

The arm twitched uncontrollably, no matter how hard it was to hold the weight of the Tiance Junshan Sword, which was like a mountain and sea.

The hilt of the sword slipped powerlessly from the sticky blood under his palm, and stuck obliquely between the ground.

Bai Lian's lips had already turned white, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

Apparently, that high-explosive swordsmanship was displayed recklessly just now, and it also consumed his spirit and blood extremely severely and terrifyingly.

Now every inch of bone in the body feels like a sharp knife is inserted, and every time I exhale and take a breath, there will be a sharp pain of pulling out tendons and cutting out bones.

On the contrary, Fengxu stood on the opposite side, and the scarred sword mouth all over his body gradually healed under the super resilience.

There were only shallow bloody mouths left, with traces of blood seeping through.

In this wind and snow, Feng Xu slowly exhaled a hot mist-like breath, saying:
"I really don't understand what is the point of your behavior? Apart from seriously injuring yourself for the rest of your life and being in a mess, you can't get anything?
Why, imagine that this seat proves your fearlessness, and proves that you can still fight bravely under the pressure of the blood of two corpse demon royal families?

But so what, this still cannot change the fact that you will lose.This seat is not your father, so I have no obligation to praise you. "

Bai Lian ignored Fengxu's ridicule, he wiped the blood dripping from his nose, and said with a calm smile:
"Why do you need to praise, in terms of status, not long ago you were a golden fairy in the sky, and now you have fused the corpse beads of two corpse demon royal families, and the demon has fallen to this point.

But even so, you were still hurt by me, a mere junior who crossed the soul-robbing realm.

Even without your praise, isn't this something to be proud of? "

Feng Xu's complexion turned gloomy as he answered the question calmly as a matter of course.

Bai Lian put away the smile on his face, his expression was focused and serious from the beginning to the end, and said lightly:
"But I'm not human after all, and I'm not proud of leaving such a small wound on your body."

"My goal is to kill you."

Fengxu smiled indifferently and mocked: "You can't even hold the sword, how can you kill me?"

Bai Lian didn't look at the sword that slipped from his hand, the answer he gave was simple:
"Without the sword, I still have fists, and without fists, I still have sharp teeth and fangs, which can always tear you apart."

Feng Xu raised his eyebrows, but there was no expression on his face: "I heard you mean that you want to compete with me?"

Bai Lian looked down, landed on Fengxu's sword, and said generously: "This is my way of fighting, you can use all your means as much as you want."

Fengxu's eyelids twitched violently. Hearing the meaning of Huatou, if he didn't know, he thought this kid was a high-ranking golden fairy.

He is an insignificant ant in the world, and he is so kind to give in.

He smiled coldly, and with force in his palm, he shattered the spirit sword that had been with him for many years.

In the dark continent.

The little raccoon kept swallowing its saliva with its head up.

At some point in Si Li's hand, there was a silver wine cup, which was filled with blood-red wine. She sipped slowly, her red lips were painted, and her face was full of drunkenness. There was a hint of charm on the face.

She shook the bright red wine in the cup, her face was light and lazy: "Facts have proved that this lonely minister is not bad."

(End of this chapter)