Eight hundred and ninetieth eight chapters of the heart(2/2)
Ning Chen stepped forward and avoided the blade. The roll of the sky was moving again. The blue light shone brightly above his thoughts. He slashed his backhand and cut open the water sleeve that continued to spread.
The sword and sword killing battle, the battle to kill the heart, there is no sky above and no thick soil below, the heaven and earth are controlled, and the ice and fire are not there. A carefully designed game by the Holy Secretary of the Demon Palace is to erase the potential huge troubles in the future of the Demon Palace.
"Where is the Zhuxian Sword, why not? There is no earth vein here for you to use. The immortal is equivalent to scrap iron. If you don't need Zhuxian, just wait for someone to collect your corpse!"
Yuezhinu stepped forward a few steps, looked at the figure in the plain clothes dodging in the sword light, and said coldly.
"For you, why do you need to kill the immortal!"
With a cold voice, Ning Chen's figure flashed, and the angry eyebrows arrived. Taishi turned around, and thousands of sword lights crisscrossed out, magnificent and dazzling, coiled around the starry sky.
"Nirvana"
Nirvana reappeared, the sword intent was endless, and sword lights broke through the air and rushed forward.
"The Extreme Dao, Moon God Order"
The sword light flew over, and Yuezhinu retreated a hundred feet away. The sword edge turned around. Behind her, a huge five-pointed star light appeared. After a moment, thousands of star lights flew out and met the sword light in front.
The collision of the extreme martial arts was like a sad and miserable image. In the chaotic sword light, the figure of the Moon Weaver Girl flew past, her slender hands condensed and her palms slapped at the heart of the former.
In the cruel killing situation, there is no way to survive. In the back, the sky is full of black butterflies are flying, the burial flowers are tearful, the demon butterflies are ruthless, and the blades are also passing by, chasing the soul and killing the death.
Between the two streams of light, a plain white figure stood in the air, and the swords in his hand kept crying, one by one, one by one
Chapter completed!