After a long while, Murong Chen slowly opened her eyes. The battle was not over yet, so she could not help but rest more.
But the moment she opened her eyes, her whole body trembled and her breathing stopped for a few breaths - in her instantly horrified eyes, she saw that there seemed to be stars and a sea in the water mirror under her body, which was thrilling.
"Xiao Chen, leave quickly!"
Xiang Wujian screamed and flew towards her.
But it was already too late.
"Hoo ho ho ho!"
The thousands of spear blades just now turned into thousands of meteors again, flew up from under Murong Chen, and threw the dragon princess, who had no strength to move even a finger, high into the sky, and hit her hard.
This is Dong Gong Pingyang's most proud trick - Falling Stars Reflecting the Sea!
1 For a time, the stars were like rain between the sky and the earth, beautiful and dazzling, but there was no flying golden dragon in the falling stars.
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"Crack!"
Murong Chen's body fell heavily to the ground, his whole body was covered with blood, his breath was dissipated, and he had no strength to fight anymore.
Xiang Wujian immediately landed next to her, picked up Murong Chen's seriously injured body, anxiously examined the situation, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought that this Heavenly Dragon Heavenly Weapon was really unparalleled in the world. Although Murong Chen was injured all over his body and there was not a single good place left, the meridians and internal organs in his body were not damaged at all.
"Forehead···"
Murong Chen, who had the body of a divine dragon, woke up soon after. Looking at the familiar face beside him, he didn't know what to say.
"Don't be brave, leave the rest to me."
Xiang Wujian didn't know what she was going to say, but he knew what he was going to say. The moment a pair of evil and gentle eyes met a pair of heroic and weak eyes, the two knew their respective intentions.
Murong Chen nodded in disgrace. She had an instinctive trust in the person in front of her from a long time ago. That's why she risked her life to kill powerful enemies for him.
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This is a tacit understanding that can only be created in a long period of life and death, a long period of getting along day and night. It will always be engraved in the soul and blood of the owner, even if it is 500 years or 108,000 miles apart,
There won't be any slack or any shortcomings.
When Xiang Wujian put Murong Chen's injured body, which was unable to fight anymore, back on the head of the black dragon, and turned around again, what was waiting for him was Dong Gong Pingyang, who was close to being in good health.
He had just walked out of Mu Chengxue's Huitian Prison, and most of the wear and injuries from the recent battle had disappeared.
On the other hand, the Evil Emperor, even though Murong Chen's fierce battle gave him some time, there will never be another person in the world who returns to heaven.
Looking at the lord of Wuling Hall who was covered in obvious battle scars and looking slightly embarrassed, the already heroic Pingyang showed the same smile as when he had just arrived in Jingzhou, without a trace of sympathy or a crack.
"Xiang Wujian, you are at the end of your battle, why don't you surrender quickly?!"
The voice in Pingyang's mouth was as cold and solid as the smile on his face, which made Mu Chengxue behind him frown and show displeasure.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
An empty wind blew in the empty sky, and cold rain slowly drifted under the cold clouds.
The wind is blowing the rain, and the rain is entangled with the wind. It is pattering and continuous, as if it wants to stick to the warring people between heaven and earth and calm down this earth-shattering battle.
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Dong Gong Pingyang looked at the sky impatiently - this was the first time he stood in the autumn rain in the surrounding world.
He had never seen rain like this before. It couldn't be said to be cold, but it always made people shiver. It couldn't be said to be heavy, but it was like a spider's thread wrapped around the body.
"call!"
The Pingyang aura vibrated, and a layer of karma floated around the body, evaporating the autumn rain and blocking the autumn wind, but it did not block the coldness in the body and mind.
That kind of coldness does not come from wind and rain, but from a kind of murderous aura.
He suddenly looked ahead. The man who had never really entered his eyes was staring at him with a pair of eyes that were colder than Qiu Yu.
The man held the dark blue giant sword in his hand, and the broad blade was circling with lightning, and upon closer inspection, it looked like there were wind and thunder surging.
Pingyang's eyes opened and tightened, he exhaled a mouthful of turbid air that he didn't often exhale, he stood up and waved his gun, already making the move.
He hated the rain in the sky, and he also hated the person staring at him.
"call!"
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The wind howled.
A beam of white light passed through the wind and rain, like a flying waterfall, shattering the autumn wind and autumn rain, and blasted straight towards Xiang Wujian.
In an instant, it was like a waterfall falling to the ground, causing countless splashes of water.
Amid the roar of the water, Xiang Wujian remained as motionless as a rock, making the patter of rain intensify.
"call!"
The first move failed, and in the rain that filled the sky, I saw a silver-blue cold light piercing out of the water, directly in the middle of the neck of the Infernal Spirit.
"bite!"
The tip of the Silver Dragon's Sea-Crushing Spear was pressed against the Tianwei sword's edge, but the ferocious attack was like a dragonfly touching the water, only creating ripples on the water.
The next moment, the distance between the two people suddenly widened. In the mist that filled the sky, it was unclear whether Pingyang had driven back Xiang Wujian or Xiang Wujian had driven back Pingyang.
Pingyang immediately frowned, and just when he was about to use his hands violently, Xiang Wujian made a move first.
He was like a long-prepared array of mechanisms, and instantly launched his killing move.
"Bang!"
Xiang Wujian took a step forward out of thin air. There was obviously no sound between heaven and earth, but Pingyang clearly heard his heart beating suddenly.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Step 2, step 3, step 4...
Every time he took a step, the clouds under Xiang Wujian's feet condensed, and Pingyang's heart beat harder.
Just when he reached the tenth step, Pingyang was like a belated caged bird, finally realizing the fear in his heart. The fear that had just been beating violently escaped from the mountains and wild beasts and rushed towards him.
7 orifices and souls.
Pingyang's handsome pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that a hundred feet away from him, there was no room between heaven and earth, but a hundred-foot-long emperor's shadow appeared firmly, blocking the chilling autumn wind, blocking the cold autumn rain, and covering the dim sky.
Autumn light.
"This is……"
Fear accumulated in Donggong Pingyang's soul and seven orifices for a long time, then poured out and turned into a shapeless sentence.
"call!"
The huge black figure suddenly opened two blood-red imperial pupils.
In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly rose, and the emperor's aura was majestic.
An overwhelming power of disdain condensed into a strong wind that blew the east palace Pingyang to the point where he was almost unsteady and fell into the clouds.
This is the last sword of the evil sword technique that day, and it is really the evil emperor who comes to the world - to rule the world!
"call!"
The wind stopped and the rain subsided. Pingyang, who had been photographed and couldn't move, watched helplessly as the evil emperor figure raised his giant arm and pulled out a huge sword with lightning and thunder. The flying sword energy caused the wind and thunder to surge, and the sky
Weeping!
The emperor's majestic shadow and the dim light of his sword descended on the trembling Pingyang with the force of splitting mountains and rivers.
"boom!!!"
The sky split and the earth split, the clouds broke and the wind shattered.
A streak of colorful sword energy split open the mountains and rivers, swallowing up the mighty Donggong Pingyang.
