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The silver moon hangs in the sky, the cold wind drives the clouds, and the mountains gradually become misty at night.
The fog gradually condensed among the mountains, forming a sea of ??flat fog.
The flat mist gradually rises, parallel to a top cliff.
This cliff stands out between the mountains and presses down on the top of the mountains, but this cliff is like a mountain that has been cut off, becoming a cliff.
Below the cliff is a nearly vertical cliff, which extends into the mountains, but birds and mandrills cannot come.
This is the summit, the summit suspended above the sea of ??fog.
The name of this cliff is called.
Duan Shengya!
Duanshengya, Duanshengya, those who come will die, smelling chills.
The reason why life is broken is the danger of this life. If you don't pay attention, you will fall down and be smashed to pieces.
This is one of them.
The second is to cross this cliff, and soon the Ziming tribe will come out, and this place has become a forbidden area for the Ziming tribe. Ghost tooth guards are stationed at the foot of the mountain to guard and kill anyone who trespasses.
So there are few people in this place, so there is no life here.
But the cold Duanshengya is different today.
Under the quiet and cold cliff, there was a heart-piercing cry suddenly.
"kill¡¡!"
There was a sound of killing, but a column of blood shot up into the sky from under the cliff.
The column of blood rushing up to the sky spread out, turned into a blood mist and fell, and the treetops in the mountains and forests were instantly stained with vermilion!
The blood mist filled the sky, covered with desolate blood.
Then the shouting and howling continued.
"Kill him! Only two dying people!"
"Kill! For Si Yawei's brother!"
The sound of killing shook the sky, and the sword energy criss-crossed the mountains and forests.
For a time, the dense forest fell, and the rocks were cut off,
Amidst the chaos, a young man's voice resounded through the sky.
"Come on! Kill, if you want to take my life, first ask me for the sword in my hand!"
The sword energy was carried through between the words, and then pillars of blood flew into the air. The blood was blown and scattered by the wind, and fell on the ground, leaving mottled blood spots that were difficult to wash off.
After the blood mist, flames surged in the forest, and figures gradually emerged one by one.
And at the front of the figure, two people who were in a state of embarrassment and whose lives were hanging by a thread, gradually fled to the front of the cliff.
These two people are exactly Lin Qi and Fu Sheng who fled all the way.
The two of them have exhausted their mana so far, relying on the will to fight beyond the limit of the physical body.
Lin Qi was already consuming flesh and blood to fight at this time. He was seriously injured in his life and was on the verge of death, with wounds all over his body.
The blood condenses on the wound to form a blood scab, and then it is injured by a sharp knife, and the wound adds to the injury. After the blood stays, the blood condenses on the blood scab again.
His sword has dimmed, his eyes have lost their luster, and the sword in his hand is stained red with blood.
There was his own blood and the enemy's blood on it, too much blood mixed together, covering up the golden sword light, but the murderous sword energy was getting higher and higher.
At this time, Fu Sheng had also reached the point where his oil was exhausted, his hair had faded from black and replaced with white, his body was as dry as a corpse, and the vitality of life had disappeared from him.
But the more his life is in danger, the stronger his eruption will be.
At this moment, a cry came from the path in the forest.
"Floating life is here!"
Immediately, three face guards and five ordinary Ziming monks appeared on the path.
Lin Qi saw that he was holding a sword and wanted to meet him, but when he took a step, he suddenly felt dizzy, and a sense of powerlessness like collapse continued to spread from all over his body.
"Damn it, you can't be slaughtered by others. If you want to die, you can't die in this kind of place!" Supported by Lin Qi's will, he turned the sword with trembling hands, and rushed into the enemy with his feet.
The sword light is shining, Lin Qi's swordsmanship is superb, even if he is physically weak, his swordsmanship cultivation can make up for it.
Lin Qi charged into the enemy group, his sword gleamed coldly, his eyes were sharp, and he killed enemies from weak to strong, starting with the weakest.
After choosing the target, the sword poured straight in. What the ordinary Ziming cultivator saw, his heart tightened and he cast a spell to trigger a ball of fireballs to hit Lin Qi.
Lin Qi dodged the low-level spells easily. After getting close to him, he swayed the sword a few times, and the man lost his position immediately. Lin Qi seized the opportunity to seal his throat with his sword.
Immediately following this sword momentum, he reversed the blade.
"Sky flash!"
The limit of the explosion of the sky flashing sword? Bigger! "
At this moment, in the old man's eyes, a greedy light burst out.
"Where is the face guard!" The old man shouted loudly.
Immediately.
"Here! I respect the order of Mr. Si Ya!"
The sound of the answer was passed down from the cliff, like the waves of the sea, and the voices of the people shook the entire mountain forest. The beasts in the forest were terrified, all the birds fell, and the murderous aura enveloped the mountain peak!
"Kill Fusheng! Capture that brat alive!"
Under the decree, the densely packed monks behind Mr. Yi made a shocking response!
"Kill the floating life, catch the imp alive!"
"kill¡ª¡ª!"
I don't know who was the first to drink it. Amidst the boiling blood and the enthusiasm of the crowd, a large number of Ziming monks rushed forward layer by layer without fear of death!
"kill!"
The sound of killing shook the sky, the turbulent murderous aura set off turbulence, and the top of the cliff was suddenly turbulent.
Lin Qi listened to the endless killing sounds in his ears, and felt the murderous aura of hundreds of people at the same time, under the cold sword edge, in the killing intent that urges people to die.
Lin Qi felt the fear of death.
This kind of fear is the fear of not wanting to lose in the midst of having something to worry about, Lin Qi is unwilling to die if it is possible.
But in the dead, who can survive.
The wind from the cliff messed up Lin Qi's hair, and that messy hair confused Lin Qi's sight, and the sword in his hand seemed to feel the intent of death under the desperate situation.
Jianfeng wailed, and danced for it, was the last struggle in life.
"Qiu'er, I, I'm sorry, you."
After speaking, Lin Qi raised his sword and made a move, and he bypassed Fusheng's bodyguard, the murderous cultivator Ziming.
Fu Sheng said with difficulty what he saw.
"You can't die here!"
At the same time, the sword in his hand came out, and the intent of death turned into sword energy. In an instant, several Ziming cultivators fell to the ground, and those who were entangled by the energy of death had no choice but to die.
After killing a few people, Lin Qi gained some space. He broke out with his sword force, and the blade swam around to fight with several people.
But now Lin Qi has no self-cultivation, and can only resist by relying on swordsmanship that exceeds the limit of physical strength, driving the sword with a god.
This sword can entangle cultivator Ziming.
However, no matter what, Lin Qi's sword cannot be resisted by mana.
Although his sword broke through the opponent's defense countless times, under the protection of mana, a sword without mana blessing cannot cause any damage.
Then dense figures appeared, and Lin Qi's sword power collapsed with each palm and grasp, and his body was also severely injured. After some shocks, Lin Qi reached the extreme.
The pain on his body accumulated to the extreme, and Lin Qi was unable to resist.
At the moment when they were about to capture Lin Qi alive, Fu Sheng raised his head to the sky and let out a roar!
"You! Absolutely! Can't! Die here! Here!"
Weeping blood and drinking for a long time, murderous aura and death aura swept across the cliff.
The Ziming monks who surrounded Lin Qi fell down inexplicably. The unprovoked death made those people jealous, and they retreated to get a chance to survive.
At this time, the surroundings of Fu Sheng's body began to slowly disintegrate, turning into a puff of green smoke and dissipating, walking forward, the green smoke rose to the sky.
Take away his life, take away his everything, but his cultivation is getting stronger and stronger.
"The sword of death will never sound, knock on your life, and no one will return!"
The Sword of Absolute Style generates countless sword qi on the cliff, and the sword qi blooms like a flower, and when it blooms, it smashes the flesh and blood of each one.
The blood mist filled the forest, and the sword of floating life shocked everyone.
He came to Lin Qi's side and pulled Lin Qi.
There is no way ahead.
There is an old piggy who blocks the way, and he can't live in a floating life.
Then there is only one way, the last way.
He pulled Lin Qi, dragged Lin Qi's weak body, and slowly retreated to the edge of the cliff.
Lin Qi struggled to raise his head, and what he saw was the bottomless abyss behind him, and the pale fog was level with the cliff, making the cliff not so terrifying.
But it is definitely not a way out.
At this time, Fu Sheng said: "Do you believe in fate?"
Lin Qi replied weakly: "I don't believe in fate."
Fu Sheng chuckled, he put one hand on Lin Qi's chest, and a soft mana in his hand poured into Lin Qi's body.
"I believe that your fate will definitely change everything."
After saying that, he pushed Lin Qi's body towards the abyss uncontrollably.
Fallen. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)After saying that, he pushed his hand, and Lin Qi's body uncontrollably moved towards the abyss.