Transcending the Nine Heavens

At the beginning of the night, her body swayed, her heart, had been crumbled by tremendous sorrow! At this moment, God is even confused and swaying, like in a half-day cloud.

From now on, there will be no more cold dances.

The sword of the cold dance, still in the snow, straight into it. It's full of blood, and it's still cold.

Meng suddenly stood up slowly, gazed at him, stepped forward, a sword pulled out of the cold dance, held in his hand, seemed to be on the long sword, there was also the temperature of the cold dance, suddenly a great long whistle, in the long whistle, tears rolled down: “Cold dance! Brother, you and I are fighting side by side! ”

The louder the long sky, the more encrypted the snowflakes!

The long sword of the Ling Dynasty, in the hands of Meng Super, flashes in the wind and snow! Just like the cries of the Cold Dance: Want to kill them! Kill me first!

“Take it!” The gloomy voice of the Night Emperor is weary.

Night folks flock to the front.

Meng suddenly whistled, grabbed the early morning with one hand, sword like the wind, and broke out!

Night home master like clouds, so what?

Can't get out? So what?

It's nothing!

Meng super handsome figure, a few more points at this moment of decisiveness and wilderness, this kind of battle, this kind of spurt, this kind of desperate effort, it looks like there are actually 78 points like Ling Ling Dance!

The long sword is as windy as the wind, and it rushes out several times in a row!

An angry voice said, "Bastard! Faced with an unfaithful daughter who had betrayed her family, she was so restrained! If you don't take it down, all heads up! ”

This command is like a dynamite.

Meng suddenly increased pressure beyond the surrounding area.

The sword was like rain, and at the same time it fell, Meng suddenly revealed a spill on his face, muttering: “I want to live, but others won't let me live. If I can't live, you can't blame me me for the cold dance! If you want to blame me, on Yellow Springs Road, I'll kowtow to you! But I can't be a burden to Yang Yang..."

Sword down!

The sound of a broken palm wind rang and was once again the supreme hand! This clap, instead of hurting people, blocked Meng Yuan's retreat.

Meng smiled brilliantly, on one side of his body, with his chest facing the supreme hand! The sword!

At the beginning of the night, he screamed wildly, and suddenly flew all the way to Meng's arms. He shouted, “Die together..."

Meng suddenly shocked. At the time of the thousand shots, he held on to his side in the early morning. The corner of his mouth smiled smugly. "Silly girl, the man is not dead yet, you, you are going to die behind me! It's my responsibility! ”

He's just halfway through his body and his sword and palm are already here!

The Night Family didn't want to kill him; or wanted to kill him and then quickly, but now, it involves Chuyang. Meng is definitely a powerful chess piece against Chuyang, how can you kill him?

Instinctive sword!

The supreme of the shooter, too, hastily retrieved the strength of his own hand!

But how can you get it back if you've already fought?

This supreme recycling, also recovered only 67% of his strength, since he was brutally red on his reflexed face, his body swayed for a moment, wow spit out a breath of blood.

Boom!

Heavy as a mountain, bombarded early in the night and Meng Yuan!

Clicking and clicking a few noises, the skeletons of the two men did not know how many had been broken, while spitting blood, and their bodies flew out like broken kites.

“Rubbish!” the gloomy voice drinks furiously: “Go and see if he's dead! ”

Boom, the two fell heavily on the snow, not far from the cold dance.

Ling Ling Dance lay quietly, neatly dressed in Meng's superb robe with a quiet face.

The two of them rolled over and passed out completely in the early morning. Meng suddenly remained a little sober. He smiled bitterly: “Cold dance, we are still together... hey, I rushed out so far, I was still beaten back to my brother...”

Night family rushed over to check, Meng suddenly felt only pain, five dirty cracks; knowing that he had been fatally and severely injured, but still hung breath for a moment.

I was afraid that I would be resurrected as a tool to threaten my apprentice. The corner of my mouth flashed with ridicule and said to myself slightly: “Threaten me with my Meng Chao... hey...”

Flip the long sword with your last strength, follow your own heart, and stab it hard!

At this moment, a long whistle shouted!

Two shadows fell flashly.

One voice said, "Fuck, there's something going on! Everybody stop! ”

The other voice said in a hurry: "Master! ”

Meng super long sword has reached the heart socket, stabbed two inches, blood gushed out, listened to the sound, but suddenly paused, reluctantly turned back, want to take a final look.

My own apprentice!

This voice is the voice of a disciple who has poured his life into himself!

Mo called this master, two apprentices, just a distant cough, Meng can tell which apprentice coughed.

“Yang Yang...” Meng mumbled, his eyes gradually blurred.

A black figure fell like a flying shadow, the sound of Tinker Bell rang, a scream, as if some weapon had been cut off, as if someone was injured...

Shortly afterwards, Chuyang's anxious face appeared in Meng Super's eyes: “Master... Master... I am late...” Then he quickly took out two incomplete nine-fold dans and stuffed them into Meng Super and the mouth of the early morning.

After all, Meng Yuan's injuries were too severe, his consciousness gradually blurred, the incomplete version of Jiu-Jiu Dan entered the body, his spirit shocked slightly, and then an indescribable feeling of tiredness burst forth; mumbled: “Yang Yang... look... your master mother, are you okay...! Let's see... Cold Dance... if there's any more... help..."

When the apprentice arrived, Meng Super knew that Ling Ching Dance was dead, but still hoped... because, he knew that Chu Yang had... Lindane.

Chu Yang looked at the early morning still in Master's arms and hurried: “My mother's breath is very weak... there is still help, it's just... the cold dance... the cold dance..."

Meng suddenly rolled down two teardrops in the corner of his eyes, "Dead? ”

Chu Yang has a strong focus.

Meng suddenly grabbed his lips tightly and felt his consciousness blur for a while...

Bleuth's voice sounded furiously: "Night Emperor! Get the fuck out of here! ”

Meng suddenly had a sudden spiritual shock, his eyes barely focused: “Who is this man?” Is this man such a great man to shout at the Night Emperor?

“Master, don't worry! I'll kill them all tonight and avenge you!” Chuyang bit his teeth, hated the sky, and his eyes were red.

“No...” Meng urged suddenly: "I... want to avenge myself... if I... if I don't... collect my blood debt... I, I'm sorry for the cold dance... I... I'm sorry for my ancestors...”

“The debt of the cold dance… I'll take it back myself! ”

Meng suddenly held Chu Yang's hand tightly and finally passed out.

His right hand, still holding the cold dancing sword tightly.

Longsword is cold.

I will avenge you! I'll take care of Hatsumomo! I will live with Hatsumomo! Sure!

The cold dance, your heart, will not be in vain!

I want your sword stained with the blood of your enemies! Sure!

I'll be drunk with you then!

Chu Yang's eyes were red; her body was shaking uncontrollably. All over the place!

Never at any moment has he been so eager to kill the Nine Kings!

Chuyang has known his mission since the last three days; but he never thought that the Nine Family would really be wiped out! Among the nine great families, there are also heroes, there are also warriors, and there are good men with sausage bones.

Everyone has a glorious past.

For example, Lincoln Dance; for example, Leaf Dream…

But at this moment, seeing the frozen and silent Ling Dance, seeing Meng suddenly, Chuyang suddenly had to chop each and every member of the Nine Kingdoms under his sword!

He understands; perhaps there are heroes in the Nine Kingdoms, but… as long as they face threats, these people will resist in unison!

Today they can ambush their master, kill the same camp of Lincoln Dance. Tomorrow, who will they fight?

Who I am now in their eyes, not even the Nine Swordsmen! It's just a new force that poses some threat to them, and they can do it this way.

What if one day you knew you were the swordsman of the Nine Kings? To kill, or not the best, but the most effective!

They can't turn back, they can't turn back!

So!

Kill!

Chu Yang stood still, but his heart shouted wildly!

A cold drink, even a tumbling sound, fell beside him, shocked the family around him and rolled out, Moran drank: “Night Emperor, don't you dare come out? ”

In the snow and wind, the shadow of the Night Emperor's black clothes appeared with a thick mist; the voice was more than a few concerns and respects: “Senior Bu, Senior Bu came, but came to mind my family business, the night is truly flattering. ”

"Family business?" he said. I don't care about your family business. If you don't like it, you do it! You got a problem with that? Are you disgusted? ”

Night Emperor said calmly: “Senior Bu wants to take care of it, naturally there is a reason for senior Bu; since Senior Bu is involved, then we at night will do just that. ”

Brewery turned around and drank: "What do we do, kid? Kill or not? ”

The night emperor's eyes burst into a dark mist, and some cautious and alert glanced at Chu Yang. This kid, it's not easy. Depending on this situation... how dare you listen to him?

Dangerous indeed! Must be!

Chu Yang said faintly: “Leave two people behind and help us send them back. Others, let them go first.” He paused and said: "My master said he was going to avenge himself! ”

“Revenge with your own hands!” Love and the Night Emperor shouted in his heart at the same time.

With Meng above and beyond now, it's hard to avenge yourself!

Night Emperor hey hey smile, "Okay! I'll wait for Meng to sing for revenge!” He waved: “It rains at night, you bring two people to stay and help Bu Senpai send people back! Everybody else, go back! ”

…… (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)