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- Seventy-six Seizing the Lamp
"Happy!" Another shout came out. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the muscles on his face were trembling with pain. When the sword master looked up, he found that the battle situation in the field had become extremely tragic! The Yaksha sword of the black-clothed swordsman struck Wen Tianshu on the left shoulder; but the white-clothed swordsman stood upright behind the black-clothed man, and his left rib blocked Aoxiao Hongchen's sword that pierced the black-clothed back heart!
"What is going on?!" The situation in front of him made Twelve forget even the severe pain in his body. During the chaotic battle just now, the sword master in black and the sword master in white were fighting fiercely with their swords. How come in the blink of an eye, the sword master in white had already sacrificed his life to block the sword for the sword master in black? ! But the most important thing is, why was it that it was he who suffered the pain when it was obvious that the white-robed Jian Shao and Wen Tianshu were injured? ! And the two injured people, except for the blood flowing out of the wounds, didn't even have a trace of pain and affection? !
"Bang!" Seeing Bai Yi blocking a sword for him, Hei Yi angrily went up to Meishan, turned around and punched Ao Xiao Hongchen, but he himself was also punished by Wen Tianshu and cut off a strand of hair in front of his forehead.
The battle broke out again, and under the influence of blood and anger, it became more and more tragic and cruel!
"Sword. Weeping Rain!" I don't know if the sword was injured. Asking the reason for the punishment, the black-clothed swordsman became more and more excited when the battle started again. Threads of black energy wrapped around the body and gathered into a thick black magic cloud. In the magic cloud, lightning loomed and thunder rumbled, accompanied by the sound of the heavy Yaksha sword whistling and breaking through the wind, almost forcing the wild wind on the wasteland away. Come!
Seeing the black-clothed sword master's offensive getting stronger and stronger, Wentian Shu's face, which had become the main target of the black-clothed swordsman's attack, became more and more solemn. Although the injury to his left shoulder was serious, the upright owner of Hell Island did not show any signs of discouragement. The swordsman's perseverance was vividly demonstrated by Wentian Punishment at this moment. The Heaven Punishment Sword in his hand created a wild wave and scattered all the demonic clouds around him!
Black-clothed and Wen Tianshu were fighting to the death, while White-clothed and Aoxiao Hongchen were equally furious.
Both of them were taciturn swordsmen. In the howling wind, only the roar of their swords answered each other. One frowned, the other narrowed his eyes. The sword is getting stronger and stronger, and the sword light is getting colder and colder. Later, the two outstanding swordsmen finally brought their skills to the extreme! The young swordsman in white almost turned into a breeze and merged into the long wind in the wilderness; and the six-foot sword Aoxiao Hongchen also trembled like silver threads, emitting the clear sound of Yue Zheng!
Waves of severe pain hit him all over his body, clearly telling Twelve that even though he still couldn't see the battle clearly, the battle was far more tragic than he imagined!
Although he didn¡¯t know what the consequences would be if he allowed these four swordsmen, who clearly only existed in his own imagination, to continue fighting, the pain that never stopped but got worse gave the young man enough reason to stop it. But Twelve is powerless at this time!
Suddenly, another burst of pain that made Twelve's eyes darkened came from his chest. The young man reluctantly opened his eyes to look, only to find that Sin Sword Wen Tianpu had been pierced through the chest by Yaksha Sword, but his Tian Punishment Sword was in The five inches in front of Hei Yi's throat were tightly grasped by Hei Yi's left hand!
For a moment, the two people stood opposite each other like statues. At this moment, Sword Lord was surprised to find that although the two people's eyes looked at each other, there was no sparkle in their eyes, as if they were two soulless people. Like a walking zombie!
"Bang!" Having been stabbed through the chest by a sword, Wen Tianshun was already at the end of his crossbow, but perhaps he was about to reach his end. A resolute light suddenly flashed in the gray eyes of this righteous swordsman. The Lord of Hell Island raised his palm and slapped the black-clothed man. In front of the chest, two figures flew out upside down. Yasha in black staggered on the ground for a few steps and refused to fall, but Wen Tianshu spit out a mouthful of blood and knelt down on one knee!
The unyielding black man steadied his figure and strode forward thinking of asking for punishment from heaven, raising the Yaksha sword high in his hand.
The demonic cloud is becoming more and more turbulent.
The thunder roared louder and louder.
The sad ghost laughter and the frightening wail gradually become stronger, as if it is the elegy of Hell Island¡¯s Sin Sword Asking God¡¯s Punishment!
Twelve were shocked. Just now, these swordsmen were injured, and he felt the same pain. If he allowed Wen Tianshu to be killed by the black-clothed swordsman, then he didn't know what kind of pain he would suffer. !
"Stop!" Struggling to stand up, the young man staggered and tried to catch up, but was thrown far away by a burst of energy!
"At the end of the river and lake, I am speechless, and my broken arm and broken sword are leisurely; my fallen crown and my hero's bones are scattered, I am proud of life and death!" The desolate poem echoed throughout the world, and a compassionate momentum that penetrated the heart came from the scarred body. It spread out in all directions, and even the sapphire hair crown on its head flew up for a long time!
??The purple electric light snakes and climbs on the blade, and the whirlwind mixed with the breath of the sea blocks the wind and sand on the wasteland. Aoxiao Hongchen and the white-robed Jian Shao on one side also stopped. With three pairs of lifeless eyes staring at him, Wen Tianshu stood up slowly with his sword on the ground, his broken body??His movements were extremely slow, but the mountain-like aura suppressed everyone so that they could not move!
A proud and rugged figure stood on the spot, with a shocking wound on his chest bleeding profusely. However, everyone's eyes were attracted by the eyes that were as bright as stars on the resolute face!
Looking at those eyes, the young man suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes. Before the sword master understood what was going on, he felt a feeling of emptiness in his heart, as if something was being taken away from him.
At this moment, Wentianzhu raised his right palm and slapped it hard on the Tianfu Sword that was leaning on the ground!
There was a soft "clang" sound, and the Tianfu Sword's edge penetrated seven inches into the ground. Wen Tianshu looked around at the three men, the Sword Master in black, the Sword Master in white, and Aoxiao Hongchen, his eyes filled with brilliance.
He suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, and a bloody arrow spurted out from the wounds all over Wen Tianshu's body. Endless bright light shot up into the sky, and the earth rumbled and shook endlessly.
"Going through the sky, breaking through the sky!" With a long roar, a bright light shot straight into the sky above its head. Endless light shone down, and the haze that shrouded the entire wasteland immediately dispersed, and the violent wind that ravaged the entire wasteland immediately stopped!
The earth trembled, and the immeasurable earth energy was absorbed by the Heavenly Sword leaning on the ground; the wind and clouds gathered, and the bright light in the sky led to the sky full of energy. The power of heaven and earth converged, and an incredibly powerful force suddenly filled the entire space. The brilliant light and shadow will magnify the proud and rugged figure of Wentianzhu wirelessly, as tall and majestic as standing on the sky and the earth!
"Bang!" Suddenly a soft sound came into the ears of the sword master in the vastness of the world. The young man followed the sound, but found that when the sky full of holy light shone on the bodies of Ao Xiaohongchen and the black and white young masters, it was as if The three figures melted like boiling soup and snow!
The first one who couldn't resist was the sword master in white who had still suffered the sword from Ao Xiaohongchen before! The tranquil figure gradually melted away in the light, and with a slight explosion of air, the handsome young man disappeared into the air like bubbles, leaving only three oil lamps emitting a large green light burning quietly in the wasteland!
"boom!"
"boom!"
With two more soft sounds, the black-clothed sword master and Ao Xiao Hongchen finally followed in the white-clothed footsteps and disappeared into the air, leaving only five oil lamps behind.
??Two lamps in black clothes, three lamps in the world of arrogance.
The three swordsmen disappeared into the air, and the eight oil lamps were suspended in the air. Even though the Holy Saint Hao's light spread across the world, the Sword Lord at this moment still felt that the scene was a bit weird.
"There is no selfish intention in the sky, no lynching in the attack; life is punished by the sword, and death is punished by heaven!" The giant-like figure in the cloud slowly chanted a poem, and the thunder-like sound rolled across the wasteland. The eight oil lamps hanging three feet above the ground suddenly trembled slightly as if they were attracted, then spun and floated, flying towards the standing figure holding a sword.
The young man stared dumbfoundedly as he watched the oil lamp sink into Wen Tianshu's body, but an extremely strange feeling arose in his heart. It seemed that I had seen similar scenes countless times in my previous life. "Is this an upgrade for killing monsters in the game? Even if the monster dies, you still have to explode things!"
Just before the dumbfounded Sword Master came back to his senses, the figure that had absorbed all the eight oil lamps suddenly shook, and the whole world seemed to be broken, turning into countless streams of light, which dissipated in the blink of an eye. The endless darkness remains!
When the boy opened his eyes again, it was still the morning of the next day. The heat of the bright sunshine on his eyes made the boy wake up unconsciously. The warmth in the sun made the boy wake up in a good mood. Especially after waking up, the obvious feeling of comfort on his body made the boy breathe a sigh of relief. .
First, he silently checked the internal injuries, and was pleased to find that the injuries were no longer serious overnight. The young man happily picked up his sword and came to the edge of the small lake, ready to start a day of practice.
With a "clang" sound, the proud Hongchen Sword was unsheathed. The young man quickly turned his wrist and was about to practice the famous Hongchen Sword move. However, an inexplicable strange feeling came from his hand and heart, which made him not yet ready. The dance stopped abruptly!
"How could it be possible?!" The young man looked at his right hand holding the sword in surprise. He was extremely puzzled. "The Sword of Red Dust has always been with me. Why has it become so strange today?!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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