At the turn of Haizi, the wind stopped and the snow stopped. Amidst the devastation, two majestic figures could be seen facing each other solemnly.
The Seven Swords of China, the pinnacle of martial arts, will finally show off here.
I thought that with the power to kill the immortal demon king, the name of the Sword Emperor of Xijiang would surely subdue the martial arts community from then on, but who would have expected that in the end, he would marry someone else.
As if he suddenly woke up from a big empty dream, Sima Yu couldn't help but feel sad. He stared coldly and whispered: "The me of today may not be the you of tomorrow."
Murong Zhuo shook his head and said: "You can't chase tomorrow's things. I just want to seize today."
Sima Yu seemed to hesitate, frowning and said: "I am seriously injured right now, and you are reluctantly doing it. It would be a pity to have a life and death battle here and now."
Murong Zhuo's expression was indifferent. He stepped closer and said in a concentrated voice: "The sword battle has long since changed its tone. The only thing left is life and death. The only thing you should regret is your own life."
There was helplessness in Sima Yu's eyes, and he immediately said solemnly: "I was just blinded by my temporary success, but you have never been a hero. It seems that there is no need to wait until tomorrow. Today is the day of death for you and me."
Murong Zhuo turned a deaf ear and shouted solemnly with cold eyes: "Take this sword and it's not too late to say anything nonsense."
Amidst the shouts, the ape's arms were suddenly stretched out, and Emperor Yao's sword flew out from its scabbard like an arrow from the string, and shot straight towards Sima Yu's chest.
This move was really as fast as a spark and as fast as thunder. Seeing that Sima Yu had no way to avoid it, at this moment, he heard the Xijiang Sword Emperor snort, and his right palm suddenly condensed with blazing power, and the two fingers in his mouth were like fire tongs.
Capture the "arrow" without an edge.
Instead of the thunder from the sky stirring up the fire in the blink of an eye, there was only a continuous and piercing sound, and the dazzling red light scattered and exploded where the "arrows" collided, and then a ball of blazing red flames suddenly ignited, killing Sima Yu.
The whole person is swallowed up in it!
Murong Zhuo didn't seem to have expected that with just one move, he would cause a strong enemy to kill himself. He was frightened and raised his sword eyebrows sharply. He prepared his formation and said in a cold voice: "The Flame God Sha, the Burning Body Tribulation, if you can practice this technique,
You do have the capital to talk nonsense."
In the midst of the fierce flames, I could only hear Sima Yu's cold and cruel voice: "Now that I am here, there will be no change between you and me."
Murong Zhuo's face was as hard as iron, he gritted his teeth and groaned: "There is no turning around anymore, so why bother with this? It's ridiculous."
Sima Yu was suffering from the pain of being burned, but there was no pain in his voice. Instead, he said with sincerity and sincerity: "Since you believe that everything Pei Yuangu did was ordered by me, any more explanations I have are completely unnecessary. It's a pity that you and I are like snipe today."
Clams fight with each other, but the end result is that the villain benefits from it."
There was a slight whisper on Murong Zhuo's lips, and he said with a mocking tone: "When it comes to the steps of a villain, of all the people I know, you are the best."
Sima Yu seemed to hesitate for a moment, then hummed: "For you, I don't even bother to use the steps of a villain."
Murong Zhuo stared at the fireball in front of him and said coldly: "Gu Er passed away tonight, and there is one less insider about what happened back then. If you take out this thorn in my side again, won't you be able to sit back and relax in the future?"
Sima Yu sneered and said: "You call me a villain, so what if you use a villain's heart to save a villain's belly? If I die in your hands, Pei Yuangu will definitely control the overall situation even if he cannot be the leader.
, can’t you see this?”
Murong Zhuo said disdainfully: "The gains and losses of the Kongtong faction are nothing to you, but if Ying Tongxi and Feng Mingyao know what you did back then, you will inevitably lose your reputation. I'm afraid this is what you are really afraid of.
Right?"
The flames around Sima Yu suddenly blazed, and then he said in a deep voice: "At least Ying Laochan and his like can't do anything to me, but if Xiang Wu knows what you did back then, are you confident that you can escape the punishment of his iron fists?"
A trace of self-mockery flashed across Murong Zhuo's face, and he said desolately: "If I had expected that you would betray me, how could I have ended up in this situation? It's a pity that I trusted you too much, so I didn't listen to Cheng Lao's advice.
, to attack you first."
Sima Yu paused for a moment, and shouted angrily in his mind: "You! Could it be that you have already leaked what happened back then to the Sword Alliance?"
Murong Zhuo shook his head slowly and said: "There is no need to make random suspicions. I have my own bottom line. What's more, I have been misunderstood by you for half my life. If I don't kill you with my own hands, I will not be willing to go to hell."
Sima Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and after a moment Fang Chen laughed and said: "I have already said that you can't be a hero at all. No matter who exposes your background, since you will be blamed on me, I can only let him
You've been wrong all along."
Amidst the fierce laughter, I saw that the blazing fireball gradually dimmed, and Sima Yu's figure reappeared under the night cover, covered in ocher, like a nine-day phoenix reborn from the ashes, and the cruel look in his eyes was like an evil ghost suddenly leaving the underworld.
Gently smashing the remaining ash between his fingers, and facing his opponent with his fist, Sima Yu said proudly: "Since Emperor Yao has died, how about you let me learn the long-lost 'water and fire are ruthless'?"
Murong Zhuo said coldly: "As you wish."
After he said this, he raised his palms flat, and his extremely pure internal energy was everywhere, as if there was an overflowing light covering it.
Seeing this, Sima Yu's expression changed slightly, and he snorted and said: "'The cook can solve the problem of cattle with ease,' indeed he is a good pair of 'Tao Zhen Xuan Ji'."
"In this way, the power of your ice and fire double palms will be doubled. Isn't it unfair to me?"
Murong Zhuo shook his head, and a despicable voice came from the silence: "There is no need to be fair to you, and there is no need to be fair to kill you!"
Just as he finished speaking, he saw the shadow of Murong Zhuo's palm split, and the two currents of ice and fire connected instantly. One was as fierce as a frost storm, and the other was as blazing as wild lava. The completely different internal forces did not conflict at all. This is how to become famous.
Skill - Ice and Flame Dual Palms.
This unique skill is not only about the two palms being very different in style, but also in their respective palm posture routines. One is hard and one is soft, one is yin and one is yang. The two go hand in hand and complement each other. The offensive and defensive momentum is as round as a continuous line, which is worthy of being "the perfect golden cup".
Four words.
In particular, the magic weapons Murong Zhuo wore on his palms were the rare treasure "Tao Zhen Xuan Jie" among the ten unique treasures in the sea city. It was said that this thing was made of fine gold wire and five colored stones. Not only was it invulnerable to water and fire, but it was also invulnerable to swords.
It is difficult to injure and has many magical effects on defeating the enemy.
"The South China Sutra" says: "The cook can solve the problem of the cow with ease." What he relies on is knowing what he knows in his heart, and not seeing the whole cow. The "Zhen Xuan Jie of Tao" can greatly enhance the spiritual awareness of the palms and fingers, and it is like having the ears and eyes in the palm of the hand.
At the same time, you can see clearly the enemy's reality and reality, then know yourself and the enemy, and you will never be in danger in a hundred battles.
The magical skills are complemented by magical weapons, and they are truly a perfect combination. Han Biao Lielan immediately swept the audience, vowing to kill the enemy in front of him with his palms.
Sima Yufang suffered a lot of losses in the drama battle, but the forbidden skill of Kongtong, Yanshensha, was not trivial after all.
The internal and external injuries have almost completely recovered. At this time, the Xijiang Sword Emperor's eyes are filled with blood and fierce light. Every move and every move contains the power of creating the world, as if the unparalleled red devil has been possessed and reborn. Anyone who dares to wear the scales.