Dafeng Night Watchman

Chapter 628: Chapter 628: Gambling with Life

With this loud noise, the onlookers on the top of the South Peak were shocked.

Someone murmured with a pale face:

"Two King Kongs, and the more powerful master in the sky, Xu Yinluo is in danger in this battle."

Everyone fell silent immediately. Even those people who had blind worship of Xu Qian'an could see the current situation clearly.

"There will be other helpers."

Someone comforted.

Rongrong took a deep breath, clenched her fists, pursed her lips, and her face was full of tension.

Master Liu sighed silently in his heart, worried about Xu Yinluo, and turned his head to look at his master, thinking: See, this is why I don't pursue her.

Rongrong, like him, has someone in her heart, thinking about someone she shouldn't think about.

The difference is that the person Rongrong is thinking about is even more out of reach.

But the middle-aged swordsman held his beloved sword tightly, staring at the battlefield in the distance without blinking, and did not notice the changes in his disciple's heart. .

At this time, Cao Qingyang and others flew in the air and arrived at the top of the South Peak.

"Alliance leader!"

A group of warriors rushed to meet him.

"Alliance leader, do you have any helpers?"

"Can the old alliance leader come out? We can't let Xu Yinluo fight alone. He can't beat so many masters."

"Who is that woman in the sky?"

A series of questions were thrown out, and everyone spoke at once.

Cao Qingyang frowned and sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff in silence.

Xiao Yuenu said in a deep voice:

"Silence!

"When has Xu Yinluo ever been defeated? "

This simple sentence seemed to have the final say, and the surrounding noises instantly subsided.

They silently recalled the rumors and deeds of Xu Yinluo in their minds, and found that he had never been defeated.

Whether it was the Buddhist battle, the Yunzhou rebellion, the defense of Yuyang Pass alone, the beheading of the tyrant, etc.

He had never been defeated, as if he was favored by heaven and earth, and his luck was added to him.

Miss Rongrong exhaled and loosened her clenched fists.

The women of Wanhua Tower surrounded their own building owner and surrounded her to watch the battle on the cliff.

.... ...

"Hua La La..."

Amid the rolling of dirt and gravel, Xu Qian'an "pulled" himself out, his face more solemn than ever before.

Whether it was Dufan Vajra, Du Nan Vajra, or Rain Master Nalan Tianlu, they were all stronger than he was now. If his cultivation was restored, he might be able to suppress one of the Vajra.

But it was too much of a stretch for him to fight three at the same time.

"They don't know my purpose of delaying time, which is my biggest advantage. A quarter of an hour, as long as I can delay for a quarter of an hour, the old leader will come out of retreat and cooperate with me to kill them.

"Well, I'm not fighting alone, I also have the Zhenguo Sword and the Taiping Sword."

His thoughts stopped here, because dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the lightning column as thick as a water tank was coming again.

At the same time, Dongfang Wanrong reached out again and launched a killing spell on him.

"Boom!"

The bright blue-white lightning engulfed him.

Xu Qiyan appeared dozens of feet away and was not hit by the lightning column. He just relied on "luck" to avoid the influence of the curse.

This kind of curse without any medium will not only reduce its power, but also be easily blocked, but Nalan Tianlu used his high-level suppression to make Xu Qiyan fall into it.

This time, Xu Qiyan relied on "luck" to make Nalan Tianlu hit a "miss".

Then he used the shadow jump to escape.

As soon as he stood firm, Du Nan Jin Gang had finished running wildly, jumped hard, and pounced on Xu Qiyan under the "thrust" of the ground collapse, and slashed his neck with his palm knife.

"Buddha, since you don't want to convert to Buddhism, then reincarnate."

The palm blade condensed the energy, like the sharpest peerless magic weapon.

In fact, with the physique of Jin Gang's flesh, this knife is no different from the slash of peerless magic weapons.

Even if a third-grade warrior is slashed, he will break the defense.

Du Nan Jin Gang's goal was clear, to kill his head.

A third-grade warrior is said to be immortal, but when he first enters this realm, cutting off his head means death. In the middle stage, the vitality is precipitated and becomes more and more vigorous, which can make up for this shortcoming.

But if the head is cut off and the seal is imposed, the warrior will slowly exhaust his vitality and die completely in the continuous rebirth without results.

Du Fan Jin Gang appeared silently behind Xu Qi'an, and also put his palm like a knife, stabbing at Xu Qi'an's back, aiming at the heart.

Nalan Tianlu, who controlled Dongfang Wanrong, opened his palm again and cast a curse. This time, he succeeded.

Xu Qi'an's body was about to be covered by the shadow, but it was interrupted and the shadow faded like a tide.

The three extraordinary people joined forces to kill with one blow and make a quick decision.

At the critical moment, a figure stepped on a flying sword, whistling like the wind. Li Lingsu, who was lying in ambush nearby, seized the opportunity and aimed the Hun Tian mirror in his hand at Xu Qi'an and the two Vajras.

Du Fan and Du Nan's bodies suddenly stiffened, their eyes were confused for a moment, and half of their souls were forcibly pulled out.

The power seemed to be weak and failed.

But this gave Xu Qi'an a chance to breathe. He calmly turned sideways, flashed out from the two palms, and at the same time rotated, turning into a windmill.

The Zhenguo Sword and the Taiping Sword swept across.

Dangdangdangdang... The blade storm cut out dazzling sparks on the necks of the two Vajras. Finally, with a "puff", the necks of Du Nan and Du Fan were cut, and dark golden blood gushed out.

The dark golden blood was sprinkled, and any grass and trees that touched the Vajra blood quickly withered.

The effect of the soul leaving the body was gone in a flash. Seeing that they had lost the opportunity, the two Vajras covered their necks and retreated.

At this time, Li Lingsu had already fled far away.

He cleverly escaped from the range covered by the dark clouds to avoid being killed by Nalan Tianlu's thunderbolt.

"Don't recognize me, don't recognize me..."

Li Lingsu stepped on the flying sword and shuttled through the dense forest, using the trees to cover his body.

"I didn't have time to change my appearance. Damn Xu Qian'an, I shouldn't have saved you. Isn't it a manifestation of justice for a scum to die in a heavenly tribulation?"

Li Lingsu muttered as he fled far away.

"Xu Yinluo broke the Vajra's body..."

This scene was a sudden turn of events for the spectators at Nanfeng, and their eyes lit up.

Cao Qingyang and others were no longer tense.

At least they knew that Xu Yinluo had a chance of winning, and it was not just a matter of being beaten.

Rongrong was delighted, but suddenly she found that her master beside her was stiff, staring blankly into the distance, with an expression that seemed happy, sad, and angry.

Rongrong followed her gaze and saw the hill where the flying man disappeared.

That man seemed familiar... Rongrong frowned slightly, but she couldn't see his eyes clearly because the distance was too far.

"Master?"

Rongrong asked in a low voice.

The beautiful woman, who was already over 40 years old, suddenly realized and shook her head to show that she was fine, but she didn't seem to want to talk.

"Qi Huan Danxiang, you control the nearby beasts to find the trace of Li Lingsu. Baihu, you can control the wind and are the fastest. Once Qi Huan Danxiang finds the trace of the stinky Taoist priest, immediately show your true body and take us to chase and kill him."

Seeing that Li Lingsu was like a god descending from the sky and almost changing the situation of the battle, Liu Hongmian hurriedly gave orders.

Baihu and others had no objection, and Liu Hongmian's suggestion was just what they wanted.

.......

"Slurp..."

Xu Qian'an licked the dark golden blood on the Zhenguo Sword, his eyes lit up, revealing a look of joy.

"Such a rich Vajra power. If I can drink the blood of one of you, my Vajra Divine Art will be perfected."

When the Vajra Divine Art is practiced to the perfect state, the skin color and blood will turn dark golden, and the essence and blood contain Vajra Divine Power.

Cao Qingyang absorbed his essence and blood, and possessed the Vajra Divine Art. This is an example.

"Arrogant!"

Du Nan Vajra shouted.

Vajra do not have the ability of warriors to regenerate flesh and blood, although their vitality is extremely strong......Xu Qian'an was about to take advantage of the victory and seize this advantage.

"Dongfang Wanrong" in the sky opened his arms again, this time not at Xu Qian'an, but at the two Vajras.

I saw bursts of blood rising from Du Nan and Du Fan Vajra, and the blood and flesh on the horrible wounds cut by the Taiping Sword and the Zhenguo Sword were wriggling and healing quickly.

Blood Spirit Technique!

This is the ability of a ninth-grade blood spirit master.

It stimulates the potential of the target or oneself, and is usually used to create fearless and painless warriors.

Nalan Tianlu stimulated the vitality of the two Vajra, allowing their self-healing ability to increase in a short period of time, comparable to that of a third-grade warrior.

"It's really difficult, the wizard's methods are fancy. There are still ten minutes..."

Xu Qian'an took a deep breath and calmed down.

After helping Difficulty Fan recover from his injuries, Nalan Tianlu was no longer just an assistant. He formed seals with his hands and summoned a phantom from heaven and earth.

This phantom had a blurred face, a vertical eye on his forehead, a human upper body, and a snake lower body. He was a demon.

In terms of blood relationship, this phantom was the grandfather of the great demon Zhu Jiu.

A snake demon with the blood of gods and demons.

Four hundred years ago, he was killed by the rain master Nalan Tianlu in the northeastern wilderness.

After summoning the phantom, "Dongfang Wanrong" raised her hand, and lightning struck from the clouds, interweaving into a lightning spear in her palm.

"Xu Qian'an, Wei Yuan killed my body first, and then killed my only son."

"Dongfang Wanrong" looked down at him and said slowly:

"He died in Jingshan City, it is a cycle of cause and effect. But my revenge has not been avenged, you are his most trusted junior, I will kill you today!"

She swooped down with a lightning spear, carrying countless tiny arcs of electricity.

At the same time, Du Nan and Du Fan Jin Gang turned into golden afterimages and attacked from both sides.

"Sooner or later, I will flatten Jingshan City, kill the witch god, and cut off the inheritance of your wizards... Suppress!"

Xu Qian'an shouted.

The pagoda shook, bursting with dazzling golden light, and a great and powerful breath with supreme majesty descended and was imposed on Dongfang Wanrong.

Interrupting her aggressive dive.

Dangdangdang!

During this gap, Xu Qian'an wielded his sword and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the two Vajras.

The magical power of the Huajin warrior allowed him to easily do two things at once and resist the attacks of the two Vajras.

The super endurance and vitality of the immortal body allowed him to recover in an instant as long as he avoided having his head chopped off, even if he was hit by a heavy punch from the Vajra. His endurance was several times stronger than that of the Buddhist Vajra.

On the other hand, the two Vajras soon had fine sword marks on their bodies, just like a normal person's skin being cut by a knife. Although it was a flesh wound, it was bloody.

This was the maximum that the Zhenguo Sword could achieve.

The physical defense of the Vajra was stronger than that of a third-grade warrior of the same realm.

Behind Dongfang Wanrong, the shadow, the vertical eye between his eyebrows trembled continuously, and in a moment, a black light suddenly shot out and hit the pagoda.

The majestic aura stagnated, and then Dongfang Wanrong reached out and cast a killing spell on the pagoda.

Dang!

The inside of the pagoda shook violently, and a bell-like sound rang out.

The killing spell can also be cast on the spirit of the weapon.

After the killing spell took effect, Nalan Tianlu did not fight to the death with this magic weapon, but waved the lightning spear and hit the pagoda fiercely.

In the loud sound of "dang", the golden light dissipated into light fragments, and the pagoda flipped and flew out, knocking down a mountain in the distance, and millions of tons of rocks and soil splashed, with a huge momentum.

This is an extraordinary battle.

"The mountain collapsed......"

The people of Nanfeng were stunned, and clearly realized their own insignificance.

The pagoda can only contain, but cannot fight against a second-grade... Xu Qi'an's heart trembled. Although he had never underestimated Nalan Tianlu, the rain master, the fighting power shown by the other party was still frightening.

This is the strong man who can really kill him.

Nalan Tianlu in his peak state is a second-grade peak rain master.

After losing his physical body, his cultivation level dropped slightly, but the main power of a wizard comes from his soul, so it did not drop much.

But Xu Qi'an was glad that he was a wizard, not a warrior, or a sword cultivator like Luo Yuheng, because the latter two are known for their killing power.

Wizards are famous for their weirdness and command. The battlefield is their home court, and their fighting skills are a little weaker.

Zizizi.....

The thunder spear chopped down from the top of his head, and Xu Qi'an's body quickly "melted" in the thunder and lightning, emerging in the shadow of the trees dozens of feet away.

As soon as Xu Qi'an landed, Nalan Tianlu seemed to have predicted his landing point. The shadow above his head suddenly turned his head to look at him, and the vertical eye on his forehead shot out black light.

He hit him hard, melting the flesh and blood on his chest, and made his whole body stiff.

"In front of the hexagram technique, your shadow jump has long been controlled by me."

Nalan Tianlu said lightly.

At this time, Du Nan Jin Gang spread out his palm, and there was a trace of blood.

Xu Qi'an's blood.

This was what Du Nan Jin Gang deliberately collected during the fight just now.

Nalan Tianlu lightly wiped his fingertips, stained with blood, and opened his palm to aim at Xu Qi'an.

This time, it was a curse killing technique with blood as the medium, a curse killing technique performed by a second-grade rain master.

With the status of a second-grade rain master, with the help of flesh and blood, he cast a curse killing technique on a third-grade warrior. Not to say that he would kill him with one blow, at least he could seriously injure him on the spot.

The most important thing is that with blood as a medium and the status of the Rain Master, Xu Qiyan's "luck" can be effectively prevented, achieving a 100% hit rate.

Thump, thump, thump... In a slight earthquake, the two Vajras naturally would not give up such a good opportunity. They rushed out, one of them punched Xu Qiyan's chest corroded by black light, and the other put his palm together like a knife to cut off his neck.

The three extraordinary masters once again joined forces to create a killing situation.

And this time, Li Lingsu didn't show up in time.

Swish!

The paper burned silently.

"Ineffective!"

A clear light rose from Xu Qiyan's feet, and he was filled with righteousness and was immune to all evil.

The paper given by Zhao Shou recorded the magic power of a peak third-grade master.

The killing spell failed to take effect, and Xu Qiyan's body "melted" and appeared in the distance.

He once again avoided a deadly situation.

With the cultivation of the early third grade, he has been fighting with two Vajra and a rain master until now.

The spectators on the South Peak were sweating for him.

The corner of Du Nan Vajra's eyes jumped, and he could not help but feel angry.

With the combined strength of the three people, he was able to escape again and again, and he was still unable to take him down.

So difficult.

Shura Vajra put his hands together: "Amitabha!"

He calmed his anger by chanting the Buddha's name.

"There are still five minutes, and the Confucian magic can last for two minutes. During this time, I don't have to worry about Nalan Tianlu's curse and killing technique, and I can fight appropriately..."

Xu Qian'an took the brass sword and the Taiping sword and took the initiative to meet the three people.

In this battle, there was no situation of back and forth and fierce fighting.

Because of the existence of Nalan Tianlu, the second-grade rain master, Xu Qiyan would have died on the spot if he had been caught and controlled by him.

He was like walking on a tightrope on a cliff, and could die at any time.

This was the price of fighting three extraordinary people with one's own strength.

Now, with the protection of Confucian righteousness, he could shield the black light of the phantom and the curse killing technique, so Nalan Tianlu at this time was equivalent to a third-grade warrior (heroic soul summoning).

He was facing only three third-grade warriors.

As we all know, warriors are vulgar.

Don't be afraid!

The melee of the four people began. Xu Qiyan relied on the sharpness of the Taiping Sword and the Zhenguo Sword to fight one against three. Although he was extremely embarrassed, he made the three enemies pay the price of blood.

Their battle caused a landslide and destroyed half of the main peak.

This was because Xu Qiyan took off from time to time and moved the battlefield to the air.

Two minutes passed quickly, and the light lingering on Xu Qi'an dissipated.

Seeing this, Nalan Tianlu decisively withdrew from the battlefield, smeared the blood of Xu Qi'an collected on his palm, and cast a curse on him.

Swish!

The paper burned, and the dissipated light rose again, and the curse was ineffective.

Xu Qi'an took out a stack of papers, bit it in his mouth, and smiled:

"You continue."

The two Vajras were furious.

"You underestimate me too much."

Nalan Tianlu said lightly: "Do you think the Rain Master can only call the wind and rain?"

"Isn't it?"

Xu Qi'an asked back, he was happy to use conversation to delay time.

"That's because you don't know the nature of the Rain Master. The next level of the Rain Master is the Great Wizard, and the Great Wizard can use the laws of heaven and earth to integrate himself into heaven and earth and use the position of heaven and earth for himself.

"It can even drain the power in this piece of heaven and earth and turn thousands of miles of fertile land into desert. If the Rain Master can bring rain, he has initially mastered the power of heaven and earth."

Nalan Tianlu sighed: "I have lost my body, and I don't want to forcibly call on the power of this world, which will cause me to suffer backlash."

He opened his arms and said in a deep voice:

"The wind is coming!"

A hurricane blew up in the area of ​​100 miles around Quanrong Mountain, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

"The rain is coming! "

In the territory of Quanrong Mountain, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down.

In this terrible storm, Xu Qian'an saw the trees withering rapidly, the fertile soil turning into sand, and the rocks decaying... The power of the five elements was deprived and turned into pure power, which flowed into Nalan Tianlu's body.

He was like the master of this world.

The same method was used once by the great wizard when he dealt with Wei Yuan.

The method of the gods... Cao Qingyang and others were shivering in the wind and rain.

"Plop..."

Some people couldn't hold on and knelt down in the wind and rain, lowering their heads, as if they were repenting or begging for mercy.

The warriors of lower grades all knelt down one by one, not because they wanted to kneel, but because they could no longer straighten their knees in front of the might of heaven.

Cao Qingyang and other fourth-grade warriors did not kneel, but their whole bodies kept shaking. Trembling, struggling to hold on.

It's impossible to win.....This thought flashed through everyone's mind.

Xu Yinluo's undefeated myth has no prestige at all in the face of such power.

Despair!

Despair surged from Xu Qian'an's heart.

Heavy rain poured on his head, like endless cold water, extinguishing his fighting spirit.

The wind blew on his body, as if urging him to run away quickly.

The warrior's premonition of crisis was activated, and every cell was roaring "Run" madly.

Xu Qian'an only felt that he was not facing the enemy, but the whole world.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Yuyang Pass and the night when he sat on the top of the city.

There were 80,000 enemy troops under the city, and Emperor Zhendace behind him.

There was no future, no way out.

People in desperate situations have no way to retreat!

In such an environment, he realized the meaning of breaking with honor.

"Buzz! "

The Zhenguo Sword vibrated violently.

The Taiping Sword automatically broke away from its owner's hand and floated quietly to one side.

"Great and righteous spirit!" he whispered.

Swish... all the pages burned, turning into great and righteous spirit, layer by layer of protection.

The wind and rain were raging, the sky was dark, Xu Qian stood in the air, looking down at the rain master who was like a god.

"Nalan Tianlu, do you dare to bet your life with me!"

The deep and heroic roar was like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth.

Intention is the way of martial arts!

Since he realized "breaking with honor", his way of martial arts has been determined.@@novelbin@@

To evaluate the most domineering "intention" in the world, Wei Yuan's "breaking the formation" is one of them.

But to discuss who has the purest and most extreme martial arts in the world, Xu Qi'an's breaking with honor is definitely at the top.

The "intention" that other martial artists realize is for fighting and killing enemies.

Xu Qi'an's "intention" is not for tiles, but for breaking with honor, and he is going to die together.

For the sake of gambling with his life.

At first glance, he was forced to realize the extreme "intention" step by step by the situation because of Wei Yuan's death in battle, but what if there was no "Heaven and Earth One Sword" as a foreshadowing?

If there was no extreme martial arts of "one sword, you live and die" as a foundation, he could really realize "breaking with honor" when he faced a desperate situation at Yuyang Pass that day?

Now that he thought about it, his martial arts path had been set since he chose the extreme martial arts "Heaven and Earth Sword Slash".

Now that he thought about it, he was able to quickly comprehend "intention" and enter the fourth level because he had been practicing this "intention". From the eighth level of Qi training, he had been practicing the prototype of "breaking with honor".

Xu Qi'an shouted "betting his life" not out of impulse or rhetoric, but for a reason.

Since he killed Jeanne d'Arc and entered the martial arts world, Xu Qi'an's situation has always been treading on thin ice. .

On one hand, he had to guard against Xu Pingfeng's plan, and on the other hand, he had to guard against the pursuit of Buddhism.

Struggling in this adversity, his understanding of "breaking with honor" became more and more profound.

Until the battle at Quanrong Mountain, wandering in the siege of three extraordinary masters, in the real desperate situation of dying at any time, breaking with honor finally ushered in a breakthrough.....

........

Bet your life? !

The roar resounded through the heavens and earth, and even the soldiers and cavalry in the military town under the Quanrong Mountain could hear it clearly.

Although they were far away, the battle on the Quanrong Mountain was so loud that the military town could clearly feel it.

Knowing that the Wulin Alliance had encountered the greatest crisis in history.

The battle between Xu Qian'an and the three extraordinary masters occasionally flew from the mountain to the sky, and the military town could see it clearly.

Nalan Tianlu summoned the storm,

"Gamble your life? Was Xu Yinluo forced to gamble his life......"

In the rainstorm, a warrior wiped his face, his lips trembling.

"It is said that Xu Yinluo is very righteous, but I have only heard of him before, but never seen him. Today I know that the rumor is true. He has put his life and death aside for me."

A low-level soldier clenched his sword, his blood boiling, and he wished he could go to heaven to help.

......

"Xu, Xu Yinluo has been pushed to the end of his rope..."

A woman from Wanhua Tower covered her face with tears in her eyes.

Everyone looked sad, angry, and worried. It was obvious that facing such a powerful enemy and a god-like power, Xu Yinluo was desperate and wanted to fight with the other party.

This shout was more like a desperate person roaring in anger.

Rongrong's face was pale, her fists clenched, and her heart sank.

"Why is it so!"

Master Liu heard the master's muttering, and looked sideways. The master's hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.

Out of the tacit understanding between master and apprentice, Master Liu understood what the master meant.

Why do we have to fight to this extent for the Wulin Alliance?

Why do we have to defend Quanrong Mountain to the death?

Cao Qingyang, who was not far away, turned his head and looked at the middle-aged swordsman, whispering:

"It's for the ancestor, who is in seclusion inside."

Facing the confused eyes of the crowd, Cao Qingyang explained:

"Because the ancestor helped him in the battle in the capital. So, he will stick to the Wulin Alliance and never give in."

Did the ancestor also take action in the battle in the capital?

So, Xu Yinluo fought for the Wulin Alliance today, risking his life, just to repay the help that day... Everyone was silent.

Xiao Yuenu took a few steps forward, took a deep breath, and said loudly:

"The young man is chivalrous, making friends with heroes from the five cities. He is brave and brave. His hair stands on end. He is talking to you. He is willing to die for you. A promise is as valuable as a thousand pieces of gold."

She looked at the young man standing in the wind and rain, and whispered softly:

"A promise is as valuable as a thousand pieces of gold."

Everyone suddenly remembered that this was one of Xu Yinluo's masterpieces. It was said that he wrote it when he was fighting against 20,000 rebels in Yunzhou alone. Later, it was widely sung in the capital and spread throughout the Central Plains by storytellers.

Xu Yinluo, a promise is as valuable as a thousand pieces of gold......

........

Windboat.

Xu Yuanhuai was drenched by the heavy rain, and he looked down at the figure below with a complicated expression:

"It's time to fight for my life.......

"He was finally forced to the end of his rope. "

Xu Yuanshuang frowned and said nothing.

Ji Xuan stood by the side of the boat, leaning forward slightly, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

"Master Nalan Yu mobilized the power of the world. I dare not say whether the power has reached the first level, but it is definitely at the peak of the second level."

Ji Xuan took a deep breath: "This is a whole realm higher than Xu Qi'an. If he does not have a helper or trump card of the same level, he will definitely die."

.......

"Gamble your life?"

"Dongfang Wanrong" eyes were full of five colors, which was a sign that the power of the five elements filled her body.

She asked in a flat tone, even a little disdainfully:

"A mere third-level warrior is worthy of gambling with me? "

While speaking, she raised her right hand high, with her palm facing the sky.

Boom~

Thunderbolts struck down one after another, and a spear slowly "split" out from her palm.

The spear was made of pure lightning, blazing blue and white, with electric snakes jumping on the surface, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Dongfang Wanrong" poured the invisible power she absorbed into the lightning spear, and the blazing blue and white suddenly turned into a five-color flow.

Her hands began to tremble, as if she could not control this power.

"As long as I throw this lightning spear lightly, you will definitely die. Gamble your life? Are you Xu worthy of it? "

Although she said these extremely sarcastic words, there was no sarcasm in the tone and expression of "Dongfang Wanrong". She was calm as if she was speaking the truth.

Dunan King Kong and Shura King Kong retreated silently, clasping their hands together in the distance.

This lightning spear with the five elements flowing posed an extremely strong threat to them. The proud King Kong physique did not have the slightest confidence in front of it.

The lightning spear in Nalan Tianlu's hand condensed the power of heaven and earth and lightning, and could kill any third-grade warrior.

Danger, danger, danger......Xu Qian'an only felt that his body was frantically warning him, and his instinct for survival urged him to flee quickly.

This lightning spear The power condensed in the spear was enough to kill him.

"Xu Qian'an, if you don't die this time, you will be famous all over the world. My brother Yang will be so envious that he will beat his chest and stamp his feet, and he will be so jealous that he wants to take you away......"

Li Lingsu stepped on the flying sword and watched from a very far distance.

Baihu Jingxin and others who were originally chasing him had stopped at this time and paid attention to the battle situation in the distance. Everyone knew that the critical moment of victory had come.

Cao Qingyang and his group on the top of the South Peak held their breath, their faces turned pale, and their eyes stared.

They seemed to have turned into sculptures at this moment.

"Wei Yuan..."

Nalan Tianlu whispered to himself and stepped forward. With one step, he threw out the lightning spear.

At this moment, the young man in the big blue clothes and the rainstorm appeared in his mind, gradually merging with the man in his memory.

Nalan Tianlu didn't care about the survival of the Wulin League, and he didn't even come here purely for the dragon energy. The reason why he chose to cooperate with Qianlong City and Buddhism was because he knew that he would meet Xu Qiyan sooner or later.

Whether it was the Wulin League or the old man, Nalan Tianlu didn't care at all.

He didn't even care about Xu Qiyan.

His spear pierced through the knot of twenty years and the grievances with the big blue clothes.

Rumble...

Terrible sonic boom In the sound, the lightning spear turned into a gorgeous stream of light, piercing the rain curtain.

This gorgeous stream of light was reflected in the pupils of everyone present.

Xu Qiyan settled all his emotions, collapsed all his energy, and his body turned into a black hole, devouring the power in his body.

Facing this stream of light, he calmly slashed out the national sword and slashed "Heaven and Earth Slash".

The brass sword burst out with brilliant brilliance. As Xu Qiyan swung the sword, the blazing and surging brilliance converged and condensed into a golden thin line, in an arc shape, passing through the rain curtain, passing through the void, and slashing towards the five-colored stream of light.

This sword light that condensed all of Xu Qiyan's strength was like a fragile silk thread, first breaking and then disintegrating.

Then there was the "boom" explosion.

At this time, when everyone heard the explosion, the lightning spear had already pierced Xu Qiyan with great force.

The slash of heaven and earth only weakened the power of the lightning spear, but did not stop its pace.

The wind and rain seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stop flowing.

Looking at Xu Qiyan who was about to encounter misfortune, their faces "slowly" showed expressions of sadness, melancholy, ecstasy, or worry.

Slow, because the speed of the lightning spear was faster than their faces...

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Layers of righteousness collapsed.

"Buddha Pagoda..."

Xu Qiyan opened his arms and welcomed the lightning spear.

Zizizi.....

The moment the lightning spear hit Xu Qiyan, it did not penetrate like an ordinary weapon, it directly "melted" into Xu Qiyan's body.

The next moment, dazzling arcs of electricity jumped on his body, and every pore of his body was spewing out the brilliant power of the five elements.

The power of the thunder spear exploded in his body, destroying his vitality and the vigorous vitality of the third-grade warrior.

Such lethality is much more terrible than piercing the body.

The light in Xu Qian'an's eyes slowly faded and fell into dead silence.

His charred body fell from the air, falling powerlessly.

"Xu Yinluo!!!"

On the top of the South Peak, a shrill scream suddenly broke out, and no one knew who was crying.

On the Yufeng Boat, Xu Yuanshuang's body shook, and two lines of hot liquid slid across her cheeks. Her Qi-seeing Technique told her that the man's breath was annihilated.

Until this moment, she still didn't know whether she should be happy or sad.

"Dead?"

Ji Xuan squinted, his eyes penetrated the rain curtain, and he looked at the charred figure falling without blinking.

Li Lingsu flew out with a sword, his face stiff, and flew towards Xu Qi'an, trying to catch him before he fell.

In the dense forest on the other side, Miao Youfang was also running wildly in the forest, running towards the falling Xu Qi'an, the vulgar Jianghu ranger was full of anger and sadness.

.......

Yunzhou!

Today the sky is clear and the air is bright, and the northeast is chilly.

Yunzhou, located at the southern end of the Kyushu continent and close to the coast, is damp, cold and gloomy, but the temperature is much higher than other areas.

It is also the place where the cold disaster is least serious.

The Bodhisattva of the Jialuo Tree, who is used to standing on the observation tower and looking into the distance, sat at the tea table today, sitting cross-legged and drinking tea, tasting the special food of Yunzhou.

And Xu Pingfeng, who always makes and drinks tea alone, stood on the observation tower for a day.

"Alas, you said that if the Wulin League could kill Xu Qi'an and the old man in this battle, how great it would be."

Xu Pingfeng suddenly sighed.

"From what you said, it means that this matter will not work."

The tone of the Bodhisattva of the Jialuo Tree is calm.

"There is still hope, but success or failure depends on fate. We plan things, and success depends on fate."

Xu Pingfeng stood with his hands behind his back.

"If Xu Qian'an dies in Yunzhou, half of the national destiny will be returned to Dafeng, which is not good for you and me."

The Jialuo Tree looked at him silently.

Xu Pingfeng nodded, and said with emotion:

"If the old man of the Wulin League had not interfered, today would be the best time to take back half of the national destiny.

"Now I review the chess game I played before. It was an omission of mine to spare the reincarnation of the flower god that day."

The Bodhisattva of the Jialuo Tree put down the teacup, seemed to understand something, and turned his head to look at the back of the white-robed sorcerer:

"You have other plans. "

Xu Pingfeng laughed:

"When playing chess with the Supervisor, you can never put all your eggs in one basket, and you can never aim for only one goal. Otherwise, you will lose miserably.

"Do you know how I found a job in Yunzhou, built Qianlong City, and kept it a secret from the Supervisor for twenty years?"

......

"Amitabha!"

Dunan Vajra put his hands together and chanted the Dharma name.

Alandra showed two completely different attitudes towards Xu Qi'an. The monks headed by Guangxian Bodhisattva and Du'e Arhat tended to convert Xu Qi'an into a monk.

They supported Mahayana Buddhism.

The faction headed by Galashu Bodhisattva advocated Hinayana Buddhism, so they were not friendly to Xu Qi'an.

The Dharma Protector Vajra was undoubtedly from Galashu Bodhisattva's faction.

Because this Bodhisattva, the most powerful person in Buddhism, holds the Vajra Dharma, one of the nine Dharmas.

In this context, the attitude of the two Vajras, Du Nan and Du Fan, towards Xu Qian'an was that he could be saved or killed.

From Leizhou to Yongzhou, the contradictions and conflicts along the way wore out the patience of the two Vajras.

Since he refused to convert and repeatedly became an enemy of Buddhism, he would be killed.

"In this way, Alanta would not have to fight over this matter, and the conflict between Mahayana and Hinayana Buddhism would be much milder."

The Shura Vajra thought so in his heart.

Suddenly, Dongfang Wanrong screamed loudly, and her cry was painful and shrill. A dazzling arc of electricity jumped on her body, and her fair skin was instantly carbonized.

From her big mouth, eyes, nostrils, and ears, colorful lights were ejected.

A terrible force erupted in her body, instantly taking away most of her vitality.

Die with honor!

Before the two Vajras could react, there was another loud "boom" in the distance. The pagoda broke through the soil and floated into the air, flying towards the falling Xu Qi'an.

A golden statue condensed on the top of the pagoda, holding a flower in one hand and a jade bottle in the other. He was slightly fat and had kind eyes.

The jade bottle sprinkled mottled light, like spring rain, and flowed into Xu Qi'an's body.

The Dharma image of Medicine Master.