The Path Toward Heaven

Feijian suddenly rushed towards Liu Shisui, instantly turned into a stream of light, and he was about to be killed when he saw it.

Liu Shisui didn't have time to respond at all, and Xiao He's exclamation didn't have time to come out of his lips, the streamer turned back to Feijian again, and hovered quietly in his neck.

In such a short distance, this sword can accelerate so quickly, and still so suddenly, it is really amazing.

The sharp tip of the sword gently touched the jasmine flower, and it looked unusually gentle, like a dragonfly spitting water.

The jasmine flower spread out, turned into the purest sword knowledge without any impurities, and entered the flying sword.

Feijian vibrated at high speed and made a buzzing sound, which became brighter and suddenly disappeared from the front of Liu Shisui, and flew towards the red elephant in the evening glow with a piercing howling.

Feijian could not make any sound, but after more than ten years, he could finally show the edge between heaven and earth again, which really made it want to sing a song happily.

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At the end of the peak of the god, Bai Gui opened his eyes, propped up his body, walked to the edge of the cliff against the cicada, slowly lowered his head to sniff a wild flower, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

When it raised its head, it was found that Zhao Layue and three people were still meditating, and the smile in their eyes became a sense of sarcasm.

Don't you understand such a simple question?

Taking Jing Jiu's current state of mind as a practice, going there is just a dead word, and it is not as reliable as the swords.

Speaking of how many swords does this guy carry?

Bai Gui narrowed his eyes, thinking that if it was not impossible to determine the answer, it might have been shot already.

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Jianguang disappeared among the wild mountains, and Jianxiao was still echoing.

Nan Zheng's eyes were narrowed, even if she was taller, she didn't dare to be sloppy in the face of a fairy-level flying sword. Her ten fingers flicked quickly on the zheng like lightning.

The sound of clank rose densely, falling like a rainstorm, turning into countless invisible lines, laying heavy defenses in front of her.

The air suddenly deformed, and it was obvious that some kind of force was breaking through those defenses.

Several cracks lightly sounded, and the flying sword easily cut through more than ten silk zither sounds, cutting a clear bloodstain on her face.

Feijian's speed was slightly slower, but it was also extremely terrifying, and he came to Tuqiu a few miles away in an instant.

Tuqiu's face was extremely ugly, and he screamed, squeezing his right fist to meet Jianguang.

The diamond-encrusted glove is a very powerful magic weapon. Who knows that he can't stop Feijian's blow, and it instantly breaks into countless fragments, turning into butterflies.

Flying Sword continued to move forward, penetrating his fist, entering his arm, and then flew out from behind his shoulder.

Flesh flew across, and Tuqiu's right arm shattered.

It wasn't until then that his rumbling sounded, but it turned into a scream.

Yu Buhuan saw the fastest machine, and when the flying sword left Liu Shisui, he gave up.

A yellow sand was born in the four waste bottles, and he got into the yellow sand and disappeared from the place.

The sword light flashed over, and Feijian brought out a stream of blood.

Looking at the scene, Xiao He was stunned, and Liu Shisui was shocked and speechless.

"kill!"

Nan Zheng shouted sharply.

This Xianjie Flying Sword came and went too fast, too sharp, and it was very difficult for them to resist, but as long as they could hold it for a while, they could kill Liu Shisui and Xiao He.

Listening to Nan Zheng's voice, Yu Buhuan stepped out of the yellow sand again, ignoring the wound on his leg, and picked up the Sihuang bottles and pointed them into the distance.

The diamonds scattered on the ground glove floated up, forming a formation in front of Tuqiu.

Nanzheng avoided behind the red elephant, but his movements did not slow down.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He suddenly felt a strong suction. The blood in the body seemed to be boiling, and he was about to break open the blood vessels and skin.

Those zither sounds that fell into their ears were like knives, making them extremely painful, and even the demon pill could not be destroyed.

Seeing that the flying sword could not immediately break open the defense and kill the other party, it turned into a streamer and flew back to Liu Shisui before it kept vibrating.

Liu Shisui was in extreme pain at this time, and his consciousness was a little vague.

He thought to himself that these flying swords are so powerful, why not kill them all quickly.

Thinking in this way, he vaguely felt that a thought was born in his mind.

——I am really powerful, but it depends on who ’s hands, so hurry up!

Liu Shisui didn't know whether it was his own illusion, but the situation was very dangerous at this time, he couldn't allow him to think about anything, and took Xiao He's hand and jumped up.

Feijian fell to their feet.

At the next moment, they turned into small black spots a few miles away, and then disappeared.

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Nan Zheng looked at the disappearing direction of Feijian, and said nothing.

"Xianjie! Absolute Xianjie!"

Yu Buhuan, whose pants were wet with blood, gritted his teeth and said.

Tu Qiu kneeled on the ground on one knee, his face pale, trying his best to endure the pain of his broken arm before screaming again.

Nan Zheng's voice said slightly: "It's okay to go, or even if we can kill them, you will have to lose your life."

Tu Qiu groaned, stood up hard, and said with anxiety: "But how do the masters explain?"

Nanzheng turned to look at the cloud that had not scattered all the year round in the west, and his face was a little ugly.

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Flying sword forward and earth backward, such as high-speed flashing pictures, it is easy to dizzy when watching.

It didn't take long for Feijian to come dozens of miles away.

At this rate, should you be able to see the Castle Peak soon?

Liu Shisui thought so much and was very happy.

The flying sword under his feet shook slightly, and he seemed to be very happy.

Flying sword is very short, only two feet, Liu Shisui and Xiao He are standing on it, it is inevitable that some inconvenience.

Xiao He was standing behind him. There was no way but to stretch out his arms and hug his waist. His face was attached to his back, he couldn't see the expression, and he didn't know if he was happy.

Suddenly a majestic and indifferent voice fell from the sky.

"come back."

Liu Shisui heard that this was the voice of the King of the West, silent, and ignored it.

Feijian speeds up again, because it knows it can't handle this sound now.

The voice of the West King Sun sounded again, as if no matter how fast Feijian could get rid of.

"Actually, I'm not sure you are, because I don't think it makes sense. I'm curious why you betrayed me. If you are willing to come back, I will spare you."

Liu Shisui turned to look at the cloud platform in the distance, which was about to disappear in the sky, and did not speak.

He believed that Sun King Sun would not lie, as long as he gave up resistance, he would be able to live.

But being alive does n’t mean it ’s a good thing.

In Bu Lao Lin's files, he has seen too many miserable examples of life is better than death, and death is impossible.

Liu Shisui was silent, looking at the front.

The green hill is not visible in front, but the green hill is in front.

The sigh of the Western King Sun appeared in his mind.

A flash of lightning emerged from a distant cloud platform, striking their flying sword without deviation at a distance of hundreds of miles.

Liu Shisui and Xiao He fell from the sword.

The wind is cold.

They couldn't feel it with their eyes closed.