Intercept the second disciple

Chapter 219
After losing his head, Xing Tian seemed to be stronger.

Xing Tian fought close to body again, the ax and sword intersected, Haotian only felt a sharp pain in his jaw.

He is the Emperor of Heaven, but he is not as good as Xing Tian in terms of physical body alone.

With the milk as his eyes, Xing Tian opened his eyes and looked at Hao Tian.

There was infinite anger in the eyes, and wherever Xing Tian looked, even the void began to burn.

The anger turned into reality, and the fighting spirit rushed straight to Xiaohan.

Your name is Haotian, so I will change my name to Xingtian.

You heaven, why do you favor the human race?
The heavens are not fair, and I dare to attack the heavens even if I am alone.

Xing Tian swung his ax again amidst the furious roar, the shadows of the ax staggered, sealing off the void in all directions.

The ax was sharp, and Haotian's robes were mostly damaged.

Haotian waved his sword to block Xingtian's axe, and Haotian waved his hand, as if he wanted to summon something, but in the end Haotian still held the Kunlun mirror with his hand back.

How can you wait for the innate treasure, the light of the treasure leaps, and Haotian retreats tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

But thousands of miles away is only a matter of an axe, and Xing Tian catches up with Haotian again with an axe.

Haotian Xingtian fought into a group, the heavenly court's aura surged, and mortals raised their heads, and the sky for thousands of miles became the battlefield of Haotian Xingtian.

The light of the ax and the light of the sword move freely and horizontally.

Many mortals no longer dare to look up at the sky. At this time, the lights of axes and swords overwhelm the rays of the sun.

The light was so dazzling that many had to close their eyes.

Xu Siyuan never closed his eyes, Xu Siyuan looked at the battlefield above the court that day.

It was still evenly matched, but Xu Siyuan knew that Xing Tian was about to lose.

Xing Tian is supported entirely by fighting will, and the mighty will in his chest will always be exhausted.

But Haotian stands on the heavenly court, commanding the world, and the spiritual energy is endless, not to mention that Xingtian's shield is still fighting against the queen mother's plain cloud flag.

The Sun Shooting Bow was split into two, and now only Na Qi is still in Xing Tian's hands, Xing Tian has no chance of winning.

At this moment, the Queen Mother also sacrificed the gold hairpin to beat Xingtian.

Xing Tian strikes at Nobile with an axe, but the Kunlun mirror arrives first.

The Kunlun mirror shakes the sky, the earth and the void, even immortals have to close their eyes at this moment.

The light of the Kunlun mirror illuminates every corner of Honghuang, and in the immeasurable light, the Kunlun mirror hits Xing Tian's shoulder like a meteorite.

One blow from the innate treasure is naturally extraordinary.

The Kunlun Mirror knocked Xing Tian down to the Heavenly Court. Xing Tian's body had already been integrated with the divine bow. Otherwise, if it was someone else, the Kunlun Mirror would shatter his body.

Xing Tian was headless, and countless blood gushed out from his neck.

The blood rushes to the heaven, paves the way with blood, and Xing Tian can fight again.

Xing Tian ascended into the sky and was about to re-enter the Heavenly Court.

"What a warrior!"

Haotian praised slightly, and then Haotian shot again.

You Xingtian came from the sky, but I, Haotian, only need to swing my sword downward.

With a sword from the Emperor of Heaven, he commanded the heaven and the earth.

One sword collects hundreds of millions of miles of spiritual energy, and the sword of Haotian weighs as much as the sky and the earth.

Xing Tian was already close to the Heavenly Court, but Hao Tian's sword made Xing Tian retreat ten thousand zhang.

The blood spilled into the sky, and it rained in the wild, and the rain was light red, sprinkled all over the earth.

Xing Tian stepped into the air again.

Even without a head, even without blood.

He punishes the sky, and he can fight again.

Haotian sighed softly, the Kunlun Mirror shined brightly again, and the Queen Mother also shot again.

Xing Tian was beaten into the earth this time.

Xingtian wanted to fight again, but Haotian recruited Yishan.

This mountain firmly suppressed Xing Tian.

There are laws falling on the Kunlun Mirror, and Haotian also has decrees falling on the mountain.

You are still willing to fight again, but I, Haotian, don't want to fight anymore. The only thing you can achieve by fighting again is your prestige of Xingtian.

After sealing Xingtian, Haotian waved his hand to let all the immortals disperse, leaving only Haotian and the Queen Mother in Lingxiao Palace.

Haotian sat back on the throne again, and Haotian lowered his head as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, the Queen Mother said softly: "On this heavenly court, Haotian, you alone are enough to kill Xingtian, but Haotian, are you blaming me for helping?"

Haotian said in a low voice: "I am the emperor of heaven, but I can't make everything go well. I, the emperor of heaven, cannot be ignored by all beings, but I can't be ignored by all beings too much."

"I don't know when I, Haotian, can really fight with all my strength! I, Haotian, actually dare to fight and I am willing to fight!"

The Queen Mother looked towards West Kunlun: "There will be a day when the primordial purple energy is born, and it will be the time for you, Your Majesty, to attack with all your might."

"After all, the things of the previous Heavenly Court belong to my current Heavenly Court."

"But before that, please be patient, Haotian, after all, you can be invincible only when the sword is in the box!"

Haotian finally raised his head and said with a smile: "Forget it, you and I just wait first. One day, I want to let all living beings know that I, Haotian, actually have a sword."

"And I've raised it, for millions of years!"

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on the lunar star.

Houyi's body has been placed on this lunar planet for more than [-] years.

When Hou Yi shot the sun, his hands broke through to the level of the ancestral witch, so Hou Yi's body did not rot. More than [-] years have passed, and Hou Yi sitting under the laurel tree still looks like he was alive.

But Hou Yi was indeed dead.

Chang'e didn't bury Houyi, maybe it's just because Houyi is still alive in Chang'e's heart.

More than [-] years passed in a blink of an eye. Chang'e, the moon palace, looked at Hou Yi under the laurel tree.

The laurel is fragrant, and the sweet-scented osmanthus falls lightly.

The petals gently fell on Chang'e's head and shoulders. It was a beautiful scene, but the beauty was quite sad.

I come to see you every day, but when will you be able to open your eyes and look at me again?
Chang'e sighed softly.

At this moment, the heavenly court shook, and even Chang'e on the lunar star also noticed it.

Although it's a bit tricky, Xing Tian has indeed become an ancestor witch.

When the ancestral witch came to the heavenly court, the aura of the ancestral witch filled the sky, even the moon star was filled with the aura of the ancestral witch.

Hou Yi's corpse has remained silent for more than [-] years.
It's just that although he is dead, Hou Yi is still a witch.

It was the witch who couldn't forget the breath of the ancestor witch, and Hou Yi's body leaned forward slightly.

Now that you see the ancestor witch, you can meet him.

And when Xing Tian waved his relatives, Hou Yi's hands couldn't help opening and clenching.

The sun-shooting bow has turned into a relative, but it was his Hou Yi's weapon, he subconsciously wants to hold the bow, he wants to draw the bow and shoot the sun again!
Hou Yi's corpse stood up involuntarily, clenched his hands tightly, but found that there was nothing in his hands.

He opened his eyes involuntarily, but saw that there was no bow in his hand.

Hou Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion, who is he, where did he come from, and where is he going?

When Hou Yi thought of this, he had a splitting headache.

Hou Yi is dead, and it will be difficult to resurrect him.

So it was not Houyi who was reborn, but Houyi's physical body was revived.

The physical body has been cultivated for more than [-] years and has given birth to spiritual wisdom, but Hou Yi still has obsession, which merges with that spiritual wisdom, and wakes up after sensing the breath of Zu Wu and Xing Tian.

"Houyi, are you awake?"

Chang'e only thought that it was Hou Yi who was doing heavy work, and Chang'e's voice was both surprised and happy.

Hou Yi looked at Chang'e with confused but tender eyes.

Hou Yi felt like his head was going to explode again. It was the first time we met, but why did I feel that you were so familiar.

Hou Yi looked at Chang'e and saw that Chang'e was trapped on this lunar planet.

Hou Yi thought for a moment, and then the aura of heaven and earth gathered, and an ax appeared in Hou Yi's hand.

The lunar laurel is already one body, since the lunar star and the laurel restrict your freedom, then I will cut the laurel for you first.

Hou Yi took an axe and slashed at the laurel tree.

It's just that laurel is the innate spiritual root, let alone on this lunar star.

But Hou Yi just swung the axe, and the laurel tree was immediately cut into a hole several feet deep by Hou Yi.

But the laurel tree is tens of millions of feet thick, and the laurel shakes, and the wound cut by Houyi returns to its original shape.

The ax sounded continuously, but all the wounds cut by Hou Yi healed instantly, and the laurel shook gently, as if mocking Hou Yi for being overwhelmed.

At this time, Chang'e was weeping, overjoyed, and Chang'e whispered Houyi's name.

But Hou Yi didn't speak and just swung his axe.

He has woken up, but he is no longer him.

Not knowing the past, not knowing the future, he no longer knows who he is.

There has been no Hou Yi for a long time, he has just been born.

But this body is very obsessed, and the woman in front of him is really beautiful and gentle.

Although it is only the first time, it seems that I have looked back thousands of times in a dream.

That being the case, no matter what my future holds, I will cut down this laurel first.

This is the obsession of this body, but it seems that I am also willing to serve you.

(End of this chapter)