The last day of Wa Palace, the top floor.
Zhao Hanyan.
What appeared in front of me was a rather magnificent scene. A mural with a length and width of one hundred feet was the only picture on the last floor. The mural depicted an indescribable picture scroll, and countless reliefs jumped out, exuding gorgeous light.
Among them, a relief sculpture of Emperor Nuwa is even more charming, with compassion on her face, sorrowful brows, and blue streams flowing from her eyes like tears.
Emperor Wa's tears!
There was a rare loss of voice in the air.
Zhao Hanyan looked around and found that the scene became quite interesting.
The star-falling generals from the various sects in the Canglong Realm also appeared on the stage one after another. Yan Wudao, Xie Zhenyuan, Zhao Heng, Li Xianyan and even some other star-falling sects who were not well-known sects. As many as ten people.
For the mere prelude to Dou Xing, this number is really quite a lot.
"Shall we go grab the emperor's tears now? Princess." Dong Junqing raised the dragon and phoenix yin and yang guns, eager to try.
"No hurry, the wonderful things are yet to come." Zhao Hanyan chuckled.
All the star descendants, the star generals looked at each other and smiled awkwardly. No one made a move first, and there was a rare dead silence in Wa Palace.
swish.
A figure shot away leisurely.
Finally someone couldn't hold back anymore, it was none other than Yan Wudao from the Palace of Wusheng.
Yan Wudao pulled out a black porcelain bottle with his hand to collect the Emperor Wa's tears. With Yan Wudao's move, the last trace of fragile calm suddenly broke.
A storm broke out.
Except for Zhao Hanyan and a few people, the other star descendants, the star will immediately take action, without making any plans.
Yan Wudao pointed, and eighty-eight flying swords cleared from ink crystals came out leisurely. The flying swords were gleaming with black light and circled around his body.
"Eighty-eight Nine Nether Rebirth Flying Swords?" Zhao Hanyan raised her eyebrows and smiled gracefully, revealing a hint of surprise. Yan Wudao's Nine Nether Rebirth Flying Swords are also well-known in the Canglong Realm, and the peak is ninety-nine mouths. Seeing that Yan Wudao has been able to manipulate more than 80 flying swords, it seems that he has almost broken through to the final peak of the sword art.
This is true genius.
Zhao Hanyan took a regretful glance at Xie Zhenyuan who was calm and composed.
Five or six Starfalls surrounded Yan Wudao.
"Yan Wudao, do you want to swallow it all by yourself?" Li Xianyan shouted, his star will destroy the star and a flower Cai Yunzhen is holding the blood-striped life-threatening flower, showing murderous intent.
"Wait for Wudao to take Manwa Emperor's tears and I will let you all..." Yan Wudao said, not surprised, looking at these star descendants, the star generals have a kind of small shrimp; but it is no wonder that this is the case, Yan Wudao's cultivation base is like a sea of stars For a while, except for Zhao Hanyan and Xie Zhenyuan, there were all stars from the galaxy, so there was nothing to fear, even these star descendants and generals were all stars from the earth.
Zhang Biluo stretched out his ten fingers, and eight emerald diamond-shaped sharp stones circled between his fingers, dancing streamers.
"Yan Wudao, leave quickly and let the hall take it first." Zhao Heng sneered. "This hall will not care about you."
Yan Wudao smiled contemptuously.
His unruly attitude undoubtedly ignited the anger of the audience, and the star girls showed their murderous intentions one by one.
"Sisters, let's work together to destroy these great faction's star descendants." The person who spoke was Cao Zheng, the eighty-one monk from the Huasheng Sect, Ji Xing, who was holding the knife.
The sword-wielding ghost was the first to attack.
"Mysterious moves, ghosts cry and gods slash!"
The four-star Pao Ding Xie Niu Dao slashed a black wind, and the sword was exhausted.
Others shot at the same time.
"Chilling to the bone." Zhou Xingjuanhu Chen Zhanlu of Longquanjian swept down a icy cold light with a three-star culling silver light gun.
"Ruthless!" The blood-streaked life-threatening flower floated open, and the petals shot out bloody light, winding away like silk.
There is also "Gang Breaking" by Jiexing Hua Xianghu of Bibo Palace and Gong Wuyuan Xuangang Tiger Demon Sword
Their star descendants also immediately displayed various supernatural defensive methods, using flying swords to counterbalance Yan Wudao's Jiuyou Fusheng flying sword, so as not to be beheaded by Yan Wudao.
"Yan Wudao, he really asked for a dead end." Zhao Heng sneered.
Suo Qing sat astride the raging fire snow leopard horse, and charged with one hundred thousand dragon flame axes.
The four star generals besieged, and everyone felt that it was more or less ominous.
"That princess' younger brother is really stupid." Zhao Hanyan gave a dull smile.
The words are not finished.
Yan Wudao and Zhang Biluo's figures suddenly shattered, and they were all phantoms.
"Nine-turn Naihe Jue, Yan Wudao's cultivation seems to be advanced." Zhao Hanyan said.
Yan Wudao, Zhang Biluo disappeared.
All the stars threw away the mysterious moves.
"what."
A scream was heard.
A few blazes of green light struck, and one arm of the Huashengmen cultivator was immediately crippled.
"Little Lord."
Cao Zheng hurried back to protect the Lord.
Hundreds of feet away, Zhang Biluo appeared, asked the way, Huangquanshi hovered, and the five stars were agile, shocking the audience.
"Five-star martial arts." Zhao Hanyan was dignified.
The girl's short hair was flying, and the open cloak raised dust and hid it again.
"Zhang Qing's talent is a hidden weapon, right?" Zhao Hanyan was thoughtful.
"The strongest hidden weapon among the one hundred and eight generals in Nvliangshan, these earth star sisters will suffer." Dong Junqing sneered.
"It's a pity, Su Xing didn't get to see Zhang Qing's power with his own eyes, I don't know what he can do." Zhao Hanyan murmured.
However, if Zhao Hanyan knew the five-star Guan Sheng that Su Xing met at this time, he would probably be glad that he was lucky.
Lady Qinghu let out a long lasso to wrap around Guan Ying's wrist, and with a pull, her right hand went into her bosom with a single sword.
The lasso of love uses softness to overcome rigidity, even Guan Ying, who is as firm as a rock, will inevitably be pulled over.
Guan Ying brandished her sword.
Hu Niangzi was like Yan Qingling, she flew away with her cloak open, revealing her white and tender body, she was happy, but fortunately, there was no other man in the whole Xuanwu Hall except Su Xing, otherwise Su Xing would inevitably kill someone with jealousy.
Dodging Guan Ying's sword, Lady Hu stabbed back.
Guan Ying hit Lady Hu's chest with an elbow, the girl spat out blood, and her body flew upside down, but the rope of her left glove did not relax at all. Not easy to clear.
The whistling murderous intent came again.
Su Xing held the Millennium Excalibur in his hand, he was short and bullying, not afraid of Guan Ying's aura, but Guan Ying is not an idler, instantly leaned forward and drew the saber back, holding Su Xing's Excalibur with the saber sideways, still falling In an instant, he slashed at Su Xingfei three times, all three hit Su Xing, and the bloody arrows flew.
The Zen heart lotus blooms and thank you, thank you and bloom again.
Repeatedly like this, he just blocked the five-star sword.
"..." Su Xing, who had drunk Wuyou Sanxin, felt no pain and no fear. He punched away the knife that was last cut on his shoulder with his left hand. Without giving Guan Ying any time to spare, he stabbed again with his right hand.
Then the golden wind of Hu Niangzi took a seat.
Then Ruan Jin'er's Canghai Qingping attacked.
Then Shi Jinglun Huanglong Cudgel.
Several star generals forced forwards, backwards, left, and right without interruption, and they couldn't even blink to keep up with the speed.
After more than forty consecutive hand-to-hand exchanges, Guan Ying stabilized the giant mountain and blocked most of the attacks, but was always restrained by Mrs. Hu's affectionate lasso. Restricting his hands and feet prevented Guan Ying's invincibility and saber skills from fully unleashing.
But among these star generals, it was Su Xing who surprised Guan Ying the most.
He dares to rush forward
How dare he rush forward!
Guan Ying shouted angrily, bursting out with invincible talent.
The Lasso of Love was blown away, and the other surrounding star generals were also blown away, "Is it your strength or your weakness?"
The big knife fell, and a hundred sword qi slashed out almost at the same time, like torrential rain. The ground under the feet of Su Xing and Guan Ying was miserable, it was treated as tofu, and it was chopped into pieces.
Clang.
Su Xing held the sword in one hand and blocked the big knife with difficulty.
Guan Ying's wrist sank, and the blade directly pressed against Su Xing's chest, tearing open blood vessels and muscles with murderous aura, and blood splashed into the sea, turning red all over.
Her questioning is as domineering as her broadsword.
"Ghost knows." Su Xing backhanded his sword, and pressed his left palm against Guan Ying's chest, and a heart-piercing purple thunder pierced through Guan Ying, coming out through his body.
Guan Ying was like a rock and only took half a step back, just half a step.
The sword returns.
chopped up the earth and the sea.
"Is that what you answered?" Guan Ying said disappointedly.
"Guan Sheng, why do you have to make excuses if you want to abandon your righteousness and arrogance, and you will die if you die." Lady Hu flew in, making a cold decision.
The lasso of this love suddenly weaves a net, and the red thread shuttles back and forth, flashing in the void.
She caught Guan Ying's white neck.
"Yellow tricks... red lines!"
Guan Ying pulled back and threw Hu Niangzi out, the strength was so strong that it made people look pale.
"There is no phase in the world, phases are born from the heart." Su Xing Zilei typed.
Let Guan Ying take another step back.
"Strength or weakness, shouldn't you be the one to make the decision?" Su Xing replied, with a pinch of the formula, the Twelve Sky-Tearing Flying Swords condensed a little before his eyes, turning into a giant sword, and the golden dragon roared.
"..." Guan Ying didn't dodge. Lowering her head, she concentrated on feeling the real danger, chewing on Su Xing's old-fashioned answer, so old-fashioned that Guan Ying already understood it but still started to think.
In less than a second.
It exploded in all directions, and Zi Lei ran away, tearing the sky and chopping off the waist of Tianyong Xing's big sword.
She lowered her head and lowered Guanying to slash downwards with her backhand, blocking the blow with the momentum of splitting the ground!
The invincible Qinglong Saber Qi galloped, tearing the sky to pieces.
Su Xing spat out a mouthful of hot blood.
"Well!"
A laceration burst out from Guan Ying's tiger's mouth.
"But when what you insist on becomes the root cause of your failure, can you still say such big words?" Guan Ying drank while killing, she seemed to really wake up, and she was no longer such a gloomy puppet like before.
There was a long-lost brilliance in his eyes.
"Guan Ying, do you regard what you insist on as strength or weakness?" Su Xing asked back after drinking.
Guan Ying's whole body trembled, like an electric current passing by.
With this shock, Zihuang Zhanyue Knife froze in the middle, revealing a huge irreparable flaw.
In other words, she never even thought of redeeming it, Guan Ying just stared blankly at Su Xing's resolute eyes.
What do you take as what you hold on to
These words reverberated in my mind like a drum in the evening and a bell in the morning.
The magic star on the weapon wailed.
Guan Ying suddenly felt a chill in her chest, and a flaming Yuwang knife pierced through her heart, interrupting Guan Ying's thinking, but Tian Yongxing's eyes were shining brighter than ever.
Is she strength or weakness