Transcending the Nine Heavens

“Well, don't say any more beautiful words. As soon as the owner returns, the husband of the second half of the world will give them all to the owner.” Rainy White raised his head and closed his eyes.

He remembered the moment when his father threw himself into the cliff to protect his young self from the sword and rain.

Throw it into the cliff, there is still a line of life, but if you stay, you will certainly die.

At that moment, Father's insane attack blocked the pursuit of soldiers, fixed forever in the heart of the White Rain Hour! Thousands of years later, even though the sword and sword of the enemy had long been cut off, the madness of the figure was still so clear in the heart of the rainy day that it did not fade away, and it remained immortal!

But today, there's another one like that.

Chu Yang stood up at the top of the tree at the last moment; at that moment he faced a thousand armies, blocked his death, and dressed in the wind at that moment, became another indelible mark in the heart of the rainy day!

At that moment, he remembered his father, who was willing to protect himself.

White rainy days almost shed tears.

Everyone's collective silence, everyone's long sigh, full of worries. For that person, Che Xuchu said the voice of everyone: “If the owner of the estate can survive, he will remain loyal for the rest of his life! ”

At this moment, a voice-tested voice said: "Your master has now turned to ashes. You are doomed to lose hope in your life. Go with him, and walk with him in the nine springs. ”

As the sound descends from the sky, the crowd will be surrounded.

All of a sudden, people appeared in black like ink, their faces like ink, and they smelled cold, as if the same group of nine ghosts appeared suddenly in front of them!

This is Mo Yunwei!

The 300 Mo Yunwei who came to surround the final target with an endless order!

Everyone's hearts sank for a moment.

When it comes to the strength of the soldier, one of his own side is no less powerful than the other side, even eighty-nine can win, but his side is absolutely downwind in terms of quantity, there are thirty-three! And the other side, it's 300!

The difference between the number of people on both sides is almost ten times less!

Combined strength versus such a disparate battle, how do we fight?

Even when children fight, under the same strength, one against two is the limit. Besides, these battles of life and death?

How can you have half a life when everyone has to face about ten opponents?

But if you can't compete, won't you fight?

Abandon resistance, only die faster, and the other party will never be merciful because they abandon the war!

Both sides have long been destined for opposing positions. Once they face each other, they will die. There is no other possibility!

Everyone laughed bitterly and stood up. Although they laughed bitterly, everyone's chest was straight when they stood up!

Lord Zhuang can fight a thousand armies by himself, but also get each other's chicken and duck blood, can't we fight a pair of ten?

A joke!

“You're finally here. I thought you'd have to wait a little longer!” White Rain Chen smiled lightly. The smile was filled with a kind of self-confidence from the bottom of his heart, and there was a mysterious cry: “Do you think that with you people, you will surely prevail? ”

“Hahahahaha... White Rain Chen, your words are like farts!” The leader of Mo Yunwei laughed out loud: “Do you think there will be any other saviour to save you bastards? ”

“Ha ha...” White Rain Day shouted louder than he laughed: “Nothing is impossible except the unexpected, you are so sure that we can't have a savior to save? ”

The Muyunwei leader's pupil shrunk, "Really?! I'd like to see what other saviours you missed! ”

Said, waving his hand, drinking: "Kill! Don't leave one alive, I just need a head count! ”

Three hundred ink cloud guard, at the same time a shout, the sword and sword shadow flashed, the whole forest in the photograph of the sword and sword shadow, seems to turn into a killer flashing galaxy!

Without saying a word, Mo Yunwei jumped right up!

“Battle!” Bai Yuchen looked up to the heavens and wavered: “Lord Chu Zhuang is alone against the thousand armies, and he can still win and save the lives of our own people. Today, is the time to prove whether Lord Chu Zhuang is worthy of following! What he can do, we can do it! ”

“Can't we just be alone and have no fear of the heavens and the earth?" ”

White rain clouds cracked and shouted!

“Don't we have the balls?!” Everyone seemed to be aroused by this phrase in the moment, and suddenly everyone was bloodthirsty, and it seemed that the meridians were also swelling out of their bodies at this moment.

In an instant, you can feel that even if your body becomes fleshly scattered in the next moment, you can't disgrace the pride of Lord Chu's laughter!

Kill!

Everyone screamed neatly, biting their teeth off and rushing up.

It was only at the moment of contact that the void of blood had taken off with the flesh.

Everyone who participates in the battle doesn't even know if it's the enemy's blood or their own! Whether this is the enemy's flesh, or his own flesh, is so waved into the dark night, in the long air...

But at that moment, those flesh and blood limbs that radiate around the body are confirming one thing: the victory and cruelty of this battle!

Bai Yuchen laughed: “Come on! I've been waiting too long for this moment! What good is life? What good is death? What good is death? ”

A voice sounded apathetically: "Old White, unfortunately you are looking forward to this moment, it is still a little early, because this battle is certainly not your battle of death! ”

This sudden noise suddenly shook the spirits of everyone on the other side and called: "Lord of the estate! ”

And Mo Yunwei on this side, all Mo Yunwei, at the moment of hearing this voice, is like a ghost charm, neat back.

The leader of Mo Yunwei shouted, “Chu Yang? Are you still alive? ”

The indifferent voice said softly: “Well, your ears are good, you can actually hear the owner's voice. Such a clever ear is a shame to waste. After the owner kills you later, make sure to use your ear to drink! Drink the blood of your enemies and eat the flesh of your enemies. Woe to you! ”

Beyond the faint voice, a shadow like a ghost appeared suddenly in the battlefield.

It's like this script has been around since ancient times.

A man in black.

Long in shape, his face was so cold, he could only have a slight equally cold smile on his lips. Rigid and sharp, his eyes made it clear: even if he slaughtered all the people in the world in front of him, he would not change his face!

Because between the heavens and the earth, he is the Lord!

The power of life and death is in his hands!

Commander Muyunwei took an incredible three steps back, shouting, “Chuyang, are you sure you're not dead? ”

Chuyang, dressed in black, suddenly smiled in the dark forest: “I just exaggerated your ears. I didn't expect your brain to be such an idiot. If I can't see your head, don't! Your Mo Yun, Tian Yuan, Tian Tian is not dead, how can I die? ”

This smile was very unusual, but at this moment in Mo Yunwei's eyes, he didn't let all the ghosts out and laughed at them together!

“Now that you're all dead, I'm all yours. All of you stay!” Chuyang Haha laughs: “I can't deal with thousands of your army yet, can't I deal with 300 bastards? ”

A long whistle cried out: "Why not slaughter my sword?! ”

A brisk resumption of the sword light, like a rush out of the sky!

At the peak of the Holy Grade, Chuyang faced these enemies without any difficulty. The swimming edge was surplus. Now, he has passed the heavenly human-class punishment, and his strength has improved almost ten times again. Naturally, he is more comfortable with his hands. Easy to move!

Now faced with these enemies, only one sword has been cast, and the other has felt all over his body, full of blossoms, like letting himself slaughter!

Complemented by the sharp sword of the Nine Robberies, Chu Yang Ling fell, straight as a tiger into the flock of sheep, and the obstructors were overwhelmed!

“All together! Together against Chu Yang ~! ”

While the iron-like tearing sound of Mo Yunwei's leader exploded in the air, Chu Yang had laughed brutally and appeared above their heads.

In the mortal sword light, a bloody storm sprinkled, while Chu Yang smiled softly: "It is here in the Nine Heavens that I am still... Nine Sword Robbers! Today's legend continues, the legend continues! ”

The sword is raining and falling!

“Kill!” White Rain Chen and others shook their spirits, while fighting back!

Chu Yang suddenly arrived, it seemed to boost everyone's fighting power by 30%!

How can Mo Yunwei survive these warlike tiger wolves at a time when his soul is deterred?

Bai Yuchen and others, relying on the power of Chu Yang, fought with all their strength, but turned into an instantaneous battle of fewer and fewer enemies. It was not a battle of even forces, but a massacre on one side!

The magic of this moment is hard to describe!

Just because one person, one person, comes, turns the whole situation upside down!

……

After a long time, I watched the bloody scene before me and sighed deeply.

In his hand, holding a life and death file investigation, above, a young man's head is crying in his dreamless face to be right, as if he was powerless as if he had been turned 300 times by rice, it is hard to imagine that there is such a sad side to the evil of the sky, the only point or two, is just the sparkling light that represents this man is still alive.

But now, the significance of obtaining this life-and-death archive investigation is no longer valid.

Because it's useless!

In front of the seven-point Muyunwei body, their lives have long been used to tell dreamless things, as well as reality.

“Chu Yang is not dead!” There is a feeling of mindfulness in dreams.

This feeling, in his hundreds of thousands of years from Jong, has never really appeared.

But now, at this moment, he really feels that there is nothing he can do about the enemy in front of him! Though there are 2,000 armies left, and each one is a master, there is no more confidence in the dream!

For the general, do not be afraid of defeat, defeat and defeat is for the true nature of the person, defeat and defeat is not terrible, as long as there is the confidence to continue fighting, everything is possible, but when the general loses the confidence to fight, then nothing is mentioned!

When he saw the body of the 300 Mo Yunwei, he never even ordered a chase. Without a doubt, he lost the confidence of a general!

This is the first time in his life.

“Only Chuyang can give his enemies the courtesy of such specifications!” Dreamless looking at the corpse in front of him. All corpses can be seen, killed with pain and happiness, without pain!

And all the bones, all the limb fragments, are still in the first place on the ground! No movement at all!

This attests to the fact that the enemy did not commit any further blasphemy against the bodies after killing them.

And here, too, is the flesh of the enemy. This proves that while the enemy has won, it has not failed to pay the price at all!

In the midst of such a fierce battle, even though it is understandable and forgivable to commit acts of desecration of corpses and even to destroy corpse spills, it is clear that there is no such act on the scene now!

Dreams tirelessly close their eyes.

Physically and mentally exhausted!

“Subpoena the Emperor immediately!” Dreams closed his eyes, shaking his body, suddenly a mouthful of blood sprayed out, dripping on his chest, was severely injured by the spirit of the disaster, and all the way through the heavy internal illness of forced repression, finally under his emotional turmoil, no longer able to repress the full eruption!

Ignoring everyone's worried eyes, the dream waved hands softly: “Shen... the dream failed God's grace, and there was no way to deal with Chu Yang! 10,000 sons, bury the land of the Eastern Emperor! …… ”

Speaking of which, the dreams painlessly stopped and it took a long time to say: "… please, Your Majesty… reinforce! ”

< More than a hundred words and 10,000 words, but I really don't want to write... I... I can only say I'm fucking dying! >

No more singles!!