The Path Toward Heaven

Liu Shisui, who has not been around for a long time, is no longer a teenager.

His expression was still so calm, but the wildfire in his eyes was a little crazy.

Repelled by Luo Huainan's blood arrows, he was embellished again by the magic fire on the ground, and the flying sword fell!

At the same time, his right fist hit Luo Huainan's face with burning black smoke.

Luohuainan meridian is damaged, but through the blood that has forced the magic fire out of the body, the heart is open, and the Beichen clock is called back!

A bright stream of light illuminates the small courtyard shrouded in night.

With a loud bang, the courtyard wall was broken, and the violent air waves rolled up the gravel and sprayed around. The Beiximen disciples who were outside the courtyard fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

Luo Huainan's realm strength is much higher than that of Liu Shisui, and even if the injury is extremely serious at this time, it is by no means Liu Liusui can face head to head.

Liu Shisui's Flying Sword was re-cultivated after leaving Qingshan. The grade was ordinary, and was suddenly destroyed and turned into countless fragments.

Bei Chenzhong broke through the sky of demon fire and hit his chest hard.

Liu Shisui retreated after spurting blood.

Luo Huainan was injured twice in a row today, especially when he was attacked by Liu Shisui the next time. The injury was more serious. For safety reasons, he did not want to stay any longer. Leave.

A sword light suddenly appeared, penetrating his body directly!

That sword light is extremely cold and insignificant, and it is difficult to be found.

Luo Huainan groaned, looked at the humble dwelling on the ground and waved his arms.

A stream of light hit the house.

There are strong enemies hiding, and he ca n’t even care about Beichen Zhong, and he has to endure the pain.

Two black fires were born from Liu Shisui's feet.

He jumped to the sky and hugged Luo Huainan's leg.

Luo Huainan hit his back with a palm.

If it is usual, his palm will definitely kill Liu Shisui, but this time the injury is too heavy and the power is much smaller.

Liu Shisui spurted blood, but did not let go, his hands were like iron casting.

The houses across the street collapsed.

Beichen Zhong's streamer was chopped by the cold flying sword that returned from high altitude.

A man in black wearing a lizard came into the air.

Without a sword, how did she do it?

Looking at the man in black approaching at high speed in his field of vision, Luo Huainan knew the most critical moment.

He used the most hidden means and had not fully mastered it, and his face was paler.

A little gold man appeared in his pupil.

He pointed a finger across the air and shot a beam of light like gold and jade.

That column of light carried supreme coercion, and it was not the level of the Jindan monks, directly covering the range of more than ten feet.

No matter how fast the man in black is, he can't escape.

What happened next was again beyond his expectations.

The man in black wearing a hat suddenly disappeared.

The next moment she appeared in front of Luo Huainan, carrying more than ten sword lights.

Those sword lights come from her body.

This is true even if heaven and earth escape the law.

Invisible sword body!

Luo Huainan was shocked when he remembered a picture Nanshan once told himself.

He looked at the man's eyes under the hat and guessed who she was.

Zhao Layue!

He snapped loudly and snapped his fingers together.

The night sky was deformed and the wind screamed.

As if there were two invisible mountains, they pressed towards Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue didn't avoid it, and took a hard note.

Luo Huainan's hand held her neck.

His hands were covered with cracks and blood arrows.

As long as he exerts a little force, Zhao Layue will die.

But it was too late.

Liu Shisui's fist, with a black magic fire, fell like a dragon on his belly.

A loud noise.

The night cloud was blown away by the strong wind.

There was a faint cracking sound.

The whole city was alarmed.

First penetrated by the sword of the first son, and then hit by the blood demon power, Jindan of Luohuainan could no longer bear it, so it broke!

His face was pale and his fingers were loose.

Zhao Layue's fingers flew like wind.

A blood stain appeared on his neck.

Bloodstains spread at a rapid rate.

Click.

disconnect.

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Pappapap.

Four impact sounds rang in the ruins of the small courtyard almost simultaneously.

In the dust, Luo Huainan's head and body can be seen.

Liu Shisui stood up with Zhao Layue.

He spit again.

Zhao Layue did not, and the face under the hat was pale.

She reached out to recall the first son sword.

Liu Shisui reached over and took it.

The two looked at each other and turned around and disappeared into the night.

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The top floor of Zhenqi Pavilion.

Gu Qing walked to the window and began to lift the formation outside the window intently. His hands brought out the residual image of the Tao, and his speed could be imagined. Baoshuju Dongjia was right. When he lifted the formation, he had already determined In light of this fact, and I don't know why, Chengtian Jianyi seems to be particularly suitable for deployment.

There was a small slit in the window.

Zhao Layue appeared in the room, with a few sword lights in his coat and hair, which gradually disappeared.

Gu Qing rearranged the formation outside the window, turned and walked to her side, took out a box and reached her mouth.

Zhao Layue spit blood into the box, and then she reached out and pulled off the black dress, and threw it into the box.

The sword was on fire.

In an instant, the blood and black clothes in the box burned to ashes.

Gu Qing was relieved.

Later, the three grasses will be planted in these ash, after shielding the breath, no one can find the strange thing.

It wasn't until they finished these things that the practitioners in the Jinqi Pavilion reacted, and the sound of breaking the sky began, and they should be rushing there.

Gu Qing glanced at Zhao Layue.

Zhao Layue said: "There are still some problems left, but that is not our problem."

Gu Qing asked: "Who is that person?"

Zhao Layue said: "Liu Shisui."

Gu Qing was a little surprised and said with emotion: "Yeah, we will only do this thing."

After a moment, he asked again: "How did that guy count?"

Zhao Layue said: "It's not the count, but the bureau he designed."

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In the ruins, Luo Huainan's body was separated, and there was no breath.

A Yuan Ying floated quietly out of his broken neck.

The Yuanying was very small, exuding a faint golden light, and looked very fragile. It seemed that the night breeze might be wiped out.

Yuan Ying floated into the well.

The sword light and magic light illuminate the ruins of the small courtyard, and many practitioners rushed over from the Jinqi Pavilion.

Yuanying didn't dare to show up because it was too weak and could die at any time, and no one could believe it now.

Tonight was a good meeting he had discussed with Nanshan. Who would have thought that it turned out to be a real trap? Could the Qingshan Sect want to kill himself?

Yuan Ying sank to the depths of the well water, and went away against the current, out of the city and into the river, and floated until no one was there.

More than ten quiet peaks appeared under the night dome, which is still far away from the center of Yunmeng Mountain.

Yuan Ying flew below the cliff, drilled into a cave house covered by vines, and started the ban with breath.

A small emerald green bottle rests on the stone table deep in the cave.

The small green bottle did not know whether it was made of glass or emerald, with a faint luster.

This is a magic weapon he found with great luck. He can collect the spirit of heaven and earth and nurture Yuanying.

As long as you enter the small green bottle, you don't have to worry about Yuan Ying loosening and she will die.

Yuan Ying of Luohuainan floated above the small green bottle.

Suddenly, dozens of extremely thin rays of light floated from the desktop and turned into a net to bind Yuan Ying.

The light is very straight and looks like a line on the chessboard.

Where the lines intersect, they are condensed into dew-like light spots, and they look very strong, like chess pieces.

Yuan Ying's face showed a horrified look, trying to struggle out.

Sigh!

Those rays of light fell on Yuan Ying and made a burning sound.

Yuan Ying showed a painful expression, the source was damaged, and it became darker.

Tong Yan came out of the depths of the Dong Mansion.