The sun is bright and the clouds penetrate the vast earth.
The waves on the beach are beating in the wind.
The cold sea water slapped the beach.
On the beach, a corpse was lying quietly there.
A broken sword was inserted alone by his side.
I vaguely remember that the man who likes to challenge everywhere always licks his wounds alone on the lonely and cold night.
I vaguely remember that when he was in the wilderness city in the southern border, he fought against Mu Chenxuan on the No. 1 floor in the world.
However, sometimes the future is always so elusive, you will never know what you will face next, misfortune and fortune are unpredictable, and things in the world are impermanent. Perhaps, the shadow of death will cover you in the next moment.
Yesterday's sunset, the sword slashed Xixi, and today's morning light, the sword slashed the soul scattered.
Lingyun Peak, dead.
His Mo Yun, the heavy sword without a sharp edge that had accompanied him for many years, was broken.
The one who killed him was Hai Fu.
Although Ling Yunfeng is strong and a master of the Martial King level, his light can only be ruthlessly covered up in front of Haiwu, the fifth-level powerhouse of the Spirit Saint.
Death is the fate that Hai Fury gave him.
Not only him, but also the God of Fire suffered a catastrophe.
Although it can barely resist the first level of the Beast Saint attack under the attack of Hai Fu, the gap in strength is there. After a night of fierce fighting, the Vulcan was finally at a disadvantage.
Its body was covered with bruises, and its fiery red feathers were scattered all over the world.
The bright red blood dyed the nearby sea red.
When it was slashed by Haiwu's sword, it was exhausted and unable to fight back.
When he fell into the sea, the burning flames on the surface of the Vulcan's body immediately extinguished. After his wings were flapping weakly in the sea water, the Vulcan became quiet.
Standing quietly in the sky, Haiqi held a long sword with blood in his hand.
Blood belongs to the God of Fire and Lingyun Peak.
The fierce battle overnight made him a little tired, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, everything had been solved.
Holding the sword tightly, Hairang looked at the Vulcan God who was motionless on the sea below, and whispered slightly, "The famous Vulcan God is nothing more than that,"
As he said that, he wanted to slash down with a sword.
At this moment, he was suddenly shocked, and then hurriedly pulled away and retreated.
However, his reaction was still a little slower.
A domineering and fierce energy hit him hard.
"puff……"
After being hit, Hair Fury was seriously injured and vomited blood.
With a sword in front of him, Hai Fu looked at the person who attacked him.
It was a man, a middle-aged man.
He had a strong face, a cold expression, and his eyes were looking at him ruthlessly and indifferently.
Beside him, a strange beast was standing all over white.
The strange beast, Haiqian, knew it, was the famous dragon horse wind god.
But he didn't know this man.
"Who are you?" Hai asked in a deep voice with an angry look on his face, "What is your relationship with Yan Yin,"
After a glance at the Vulcan floating on the sea, Yan Yi said to Feng Shen, "Don't let it die,"
“Moo…”
With a low scream, the wind god swooped down towards the fire god.
Looking at the sea rage, Yan Yi said calmly, "Yan Yi,"
"Yan Yi," Hearing this name, Hai was stunned for a moment. After thinking about it with a frown, Hair seemed to have thought of something, looked at Yan Yi with horror and said, "You are Yan Yin's father,"
After saying this, Hair's heart sank.
Although he didn't know why Yan Yi appeared here, he knew that he was not Yan Yi's opponent.
Because, he had already felt the terrifying aura emitted by Yan Yi's body that was no less than him.
"I didn't expect that you were Yan Yi, the general of Zhenbei who once shocked the northern border and promoted the imperial power. He had been hiding for decades. When he appeared again, he was already the peak powerhouse of the seventh level of the Martial Saint. Yan Yi is worthy of being Yan Yi,"
Hair was already in his heart. Today he could not leave Yan Yi's subordinates alive, so he also let go of some "Not long ago, Elder Xingchenzi of the Sun and Moon Sect was killed by a mysterious master. I think that person should
It's you,"
Carrying his hands, Yan Yi glanced at the Wind God who brought the Fire God to the coast, then looked at the sea and said angrily, "Look at you practicing swords, you are the fifth-level Spirit Saint strength, you should be a disciple of the Giant Sword Sect,"
Hair was about to make a sound, then seemed to understand something, and said with a gloomy expression, "This matter has nothing to do with the Giant Sword Gate,"
"Is that right?" Yan Yi said calmly, "whether it is related or not, this is not what you need to worry about. What you have to do now is to pay the price for what you do."
The mind was trembling, and Hai angrily tightened the long sword in his hand and said, "What do you want,"
"Do you know?" Yan Yi did not answer Hai Nu's words directly, but said slowly, "Ling Yunfeng is my son's sworn brother and the acting dean of Yanwu Academy. Over the years, he has managed Yanwu Academy.
Let it grow and grow, for the northern border and for the warriors all over the world, he can be said to have made great contributions. Although the Fire God is just a strange beast, it is the partner of my daughter-in-law Ye Qingchen's life. If Fire
God has lost your hand, and it is not only it that dies, but also my daughter-in-law Ye Qingchen.”
Hai was stunned. He didn't expect that there was such a relationship.
Without waiting for him to speak, Yan Yi said again, "Although I don't know why you wanted to kill them, your behavior has violated my bottom line."
Finally, Yan Yi suddenly held his hands and shouted, "Half-step in the world,"
At this moment, Hai Fu felt the strong wind suddenly change in the sky and earth, and a fist shadow that was covering all directions rushed towards him.
The domineering and fierce attack made Haiqi's terrified.
With a loud roar, Hair Fu mobilized all his true energy to resist this terrifying blow.
"boom,"
With a loud bang, Yan Yi's half-step move was blocked by Haiqi, but Haiqi also paid the price of being unfair.
The huge power generated by the bombing made him shake far away all of a sudden, and almost all of his internal organs were shattered.
Blood kept spilling from the corners of his mouth.
Although Yan Yi was also affected by the recoil force, his body shook slightly and he removed the power.
"I still have some ability. I don't know if you can handle this punch," Yan Yi took a step forward with his right foot, shouting "Panlong Lingxiao,"
At this moment, the wind, thunder and clouds were moving, and Hai Fu felt a loud sound of a dragon roar in his ears.
Looking closely, I saw a giant dragon composed of fist power rushing towards him with an extremely terrifying power.
Panlong and Lingxiao are a trick Yan Yi created to deal with cultivators many years ago.
In front of the saint's realm, warriors cannot fly, so it is very difficult to deal with cultivators who can fly. For this reason, Yan Yi created this trick Long Lingxiao.
This move may have less destructive power than half a step in the world, but its destructive power is not below it.
Under Yan Yi's gaze, the long dragon of fist swallowed the terrified sea anger.
With a sad roar, Hai's angry body was ruthlessly blown.
A master of the fifth-level Spirit Saint fell.
His death is inevitable, because Yan Yi will not let him live.
But his death was a little sudden.
Although Yan Yi is a powerful man at the seventh level of the Martial Saint, Hai Wu is also a master at the fifth level of the Spirit Saint after all, and he will not be killed by Yan Yi's two punches.
But then again, this is understandable.
Hair Fury had already fought with Lingyun Peak and the Fire God for a night. Although Lingyun Peak was only the Martial King and the Fire God was only the first-level Beast Saint, the fierce battle consumed a lot of his true energy.
Furthermore, Yan Yi's appearance also changed Hai's heart. After knowing that he was not Yan Yi's opponent, his will to resist was not so strong.
Otherwise, with his fifth-level Spirit Saint strength, he could at least fight Yan Yi for dozens of rounds.
Of course, these are all post -words.
Hainu was dead, and was ruthlessly smashed into pieces by Yan Yi's move Long Lingxiao.
After ending Haiwu's life, Yan Yi didn't feel so happy.
Because compared to the life value of Lingyun Peak, what is Hair Rage?
Back to the coast, the Wind God is healing the Vulcan God at this time.
The fire god is very injured, and it can be said that he is on the verge of death.
It is also thanks to the special ability of wind god to heal, otherwise the Fire God would definitely die.
The white light was spitting out of the mouth, and the wind god spit out a series of white lights from his body and penetrated into the body of the Fire God. No one can explain clearly what these white lights were, but their function was obvious. The Fire God, whose breath was still weak, began to have Although the ascension will not restore the Fire God to its original state, it will at least save its life.
After some treatment, the body of the Fire God began to gradually shrink and finally turned into a small firebird the size of a palm.
Holding the Fire God in his hand, Yan Yin gently stroked its wings and whispered, "Let's have a good rest,"
After saying that, Yan Yi looked at Ling Yunfeng's corpse.
Although Ling Yunfeng was dead, his body was still there, and he did not turn into pieces of flesh and blood and scattered in the sea like Haiqi.
Walking forward, Yan Yi picked up Ling Yunfeng's body and placed it on Feng Shen.
Then, Yan Yi rode the Fengshen and left the place and Tingfeng Town.
Only the broken Moyun long sword was left by the beach.
As soon as Yan Yi left, a figure appeared on the beach.
The visitor is Xu Yi.
Last night, he saw the fierce battle between Vulcan and Hair Fury with his own eyes, but at that time, he could not and could not help them.
Therefore, he could only help the people of Tingfeng Town to put out the fires caused by the battle between the Fire God and the Sea Wrath.
It was not until dawn that the fires in Tingfeng Town were basically under control. However, when he came here, the battle between Yan Yi and Hai Fu had ended, and Ling Yunfeng's body was also taken by Yan Yi. Leaving.
Yan Yi didn't know that Xu Yi was here, otherwise he would have taken Xu Yi to the northern border, but Xu Yi was one step slower.
When he walked to the place where he was lying before Lingyun Peak, he looked at the Mo Yun Broken Sword stuck on the beach, Xu Yi felt extremely sad.
He knew that his Uncle Ling had left him forever.
Picking up the Mo Yun long sword that was broken into two pieces, Xu Yi turned around and left here.
He did not return to Tingfeng Town, but came outside Tingfeng Town and the woods where Lu Zhifei was buried.
During the time he was recovering from the injury, he also learned from Ling Yunfeng and the Vulcan God why they came here.
He didn't know about Lu Zhifei, and Ling Yunfeng didn't tell him about her, but he knew that this woman was very important to his Uncle Ling.
When he arrived at the wooden house where Lu Zhifei was buried, Xu Yi pushed the door open and walked into the wooden house.
He didn't stay inside for a long time, and after a while he came out, he came out again.
However, the two pieces of Mo Yun long swords in his hand were gone.
In the wooden house, there is something more in front of the stone tablet of Lu Zhifei’s tomb.