This is because Fang Qianqian did not try his best. During the fight, he secretly stumbled the woman who was fighting Zhenghan with Si Youjuan from time to time, or threw a few hidden silver needle weapons at her. Otherwise, the sword-wielding woman in front of her would have been
It's long past time to lie down on the ground.
The man roared loudly, his palm movements suddenly changed, and a hurricane rolled up on the ground. The scorching sun seemed to have reached the twelfth lunar month of winter in the blink of an eye. The cold air was biting, and the surrounding police officers were swept away. Song Wuque raised his sword eyebrows and shouted coldly:
"It's not that easy to leave!" After saying that, the long sword moved vertically and horizontally, with the force of breaking the sky, cutting the hurricane in half. The force of the knife did not decrease but increased, and it covered the man. The man laughed.
He said: "The Song family's horizontal sword is nothing more than this." As he spoke, his figure suddenly trembled and disappeared into the eye of the wind out of thin air. Song Wuque was startled, quickly put away the sword, and slashed to the side with his backhand, but saw the man
He calmly stretched out a finger and lightly tapped the blade of the long knife. Song Wuque grunted, and the knife was sharp. The man took advantage of the slight pause and rushed straight into the room like a sharp arrow.
Qianqian and the sword-wielding woman's team circled their arms, exhaled a blast of energy, and forced Fang Qianqian's hidden weapon away. He grabbed the woman's shoulder with his hand, threw it far away, and laughed: "Being a bridegroom official is also a good thing."
It’s not very interesting, Prince Dagan, just say goodbye, and when I marry you a few more beautiful women, you can just sit back and enjoy it, haha.”
The corner of Li Luo's mouth raised slightly, and Minghong suddenly lit up, then darkened again. Between light and dark, he transformed into yin and yang, and the sword was life and death. The world in front of the Du Mansion that was cut apart by Song Wuque's horizontal sword suddenly gave birth to a yin and yang light and dark.
I can't see the bright sun above my head, I can't feel the heat of the scorching sun, there is no sound of wind and people's voices, the colors are stripped away, only the yin and yang qi condensed on the Minghong knife are left, as if at this moment, in this square circle, the sun is
The black and white of the moon, light and dark, movement and stillness are all born in this knife, and they die in this knife. Life and death flow indefinitely, this life and that death, this death and that life, going around and over again, with no end.
This sword transcends the life and death and yin and yang of the Da Luo sword, and is called reincarnation.
The line dividing yin and yang was not deliberately drawn in mid-air, but almost everyone in the field could see it, as if they could reach out and touch it. However, with thousands of people and thousands of eyes, the line that everyone saw was different.
They are all the same, some are far and some are near, some are thick and some are thin, some are thick and some are light, but there is one thing in common, that is, the man is exactly on this line that separates light and darkness and yin and yang.
The man's face suddenly changed, and he no longer looked playful. His mask was frosty, and with a sharp roar, he retreated violently, with a ferocious look in his eyes. He was struck by Song Wuque's knife and Si Youjuan's palm, and he rolled up his sword to fight with Si Youjuan.
The sword girl soared into the sky and covered herself with a wooden building next to the street, avoiding Daluo Samsara's sword like a snake or scorpion.
With this slash, a sickly blush appeared on Li Luo's face, and he staggered slightly. The internal energy in his body was drained by this slash, and the Bing Xin Jue almost reached its bottom. Even Li Luo couldn't help but feel a wave of anger.
The feeling of fear in his buttocks and heart palpitations. After the knife came out, the yin and yang formed on its own. Li Luo held Minghong's hand and couldn't help but tremble. He felt that the Minghong knife in his palm seemed to fly through the air, and there were indescribable streaks coming from the blade.
It was a complex meaning of violence or joy. At this moment, Minghong Dao seemed to come to life and turned into a living creature of flesh and blood. Li Luo was shocked and tried his best to appease the Minghong Dao in his palm. As for the great Luo Dao that judged the yin and yang of life and death.
Li Luo no longer had the time or energy to explore the changes in the condensed Reincarnation Art and let it live and die.
Li Luo didn't look at the man again. After this strike, Li Luo knew that he no longer had the strength to swing the second strike. Just this strike caused the man to suffer a lot. The sword turned into yin and yang, giving birth to reincarnation, life and death.
The flow of death is endless, no matter how fast the movement is, there is always a fate that cannot be broken and cannot escape reincarnation. Suddenly, a feeling of despair comes to the man's heart. The man's heart is cruel, and his anger suddenly appears, mixed with a scream.
, the man threw back the sword-wielding maid he wanted to rescue with his backhand, trying to use the woman's flesh and blood to offset Da Luo's reincarnation killing move.
The woman holding the sword looked at the man in despair, but the man didn't even look back after throwing the woman to the secant line of yin and yang. He only wanted to rush up the wooden building to avoid the reincarnation sword. Wherever the sword passed, the woman holding the sword
Suddenly I felt warm, like a breeze, like a whisper, a murmur, not annoying, I couldn't resist, I wanted to reach out and grab it, but I missed it, but I didn't know that although things like reincarnation and destiny are closely related to people,
It never leaves, but no one has ever seen what it looks like.
After the light of the sword brushed past the woman holding the sword, the secant line between yin and yang became much dimmer, but black and white were still clear. The wooden building in front of him was so close, but in the eyes of the man, it was no different than a chasm in the sky, elusive and out of reach. Finally, he stood there
The man saw an unprecedented panic in his eyes. At this moment, the sword-wielding woman who had previously fought with Fang Qianqian came back to meet the man. She stood on the wooden building and shouted: "
Owner!"
The man's eyes lit up and he shouted ecstatically: "Help me!"
The woman holding the sword had not yet seen the fate of her companion. After hearing the words, she hurriedly jumped towards the man. The man grabbed the woman's wrist in mid-air. The woman holding the sword did not have any precautions. She only felt that half of her body was numb. The acupuncture points were sealed by the man and she could not move.
No. In the woman's confused eyes, the man smiled evilly and said: "Don't worry, I will avenge you." After saying that, he threw the woman's energy towards the life-seeking sword light that followed behind her, and used the opportunity to do his best.
Use all your strength to grab the wooden building beside the road.
In a fraction of a second, just before the light of the sword touched his body, the man finally stepped onto the wooden building. He ducked into the hall and disappeared, leaving only a fleeting words: "Your Daluo sword fell."
It doesn’t mean it has ruined the reputation of Qing Ji’s sword, haha, I’ll come back to learn from you next time.”
The two living lives never earned the man even a look back or sympathy. He walked away resolutely and freely, as lightly as shaking off two pieces of dust. Li Luo breathed out, and there was a faint smell of blood in his throat.
This sword can cut off the sun and the moon outside, but if you are not careful inside, it can also kill your own life. If there is another sword, the man will definitely not be able to escape the fate of being a dead soul under the sword, but Li Luo cannot swing this second sword.
Even if he tried his best to slash out with the second sword, Li Luo secretly calculated that he would probably die in front of that man.
In one form of reincarnation, except for the Ming Hong Dao, everything here is in the reincarnation, and even Li Luo is no exception.
Li Luo put away the Minghong Sword, and the surrounding light and dark yin and yang gradually dispersed. Everyone was still surprised.