In terms of power, Senior Brother's sword may not even be ranked among the top ten in the past one or two hundred years. Even the ground-breaking sword of the previous generation's Hidden Sword Pavilion Master is far more powerful than this sword.
However, everyone knows that this sword is stunning and stunning!
I'm afraid that if Senior Brother has the ability to fight again, he may not be able to do it.
Therefore, if you can be the best with the sword, you can only be the best with love; Therefore, if you can be the best with love, you can only be the best with the sword!
Love longs for love to death, love dies for love to mourn!
After this sword attack, not only all the living creatures in the sword array disappeared, but all the flowers, plants and trees within a hundred meters outside the sword array withered and died.
If Li Chengfeng hadn't been lucky enough to comprehend the realm of the fourth heaven, use the immortal power of the fourth heaven to block this force, and have the Thunder Grid of the Thunder Formation to protect everyone, I'm afraid a few of them would have been unable to do so at this time. All will turn into gray-haired uncles.
But Li Chengfeng and the others had no intention of checking their own situation. After Ouyang Nan saw his senior brother fall, he couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted loudly: "Start the formation!"
Li Chengfeng did not stop him this time and shouted loudly: "Start the formation!"
At this time, the time for the formation to fall has passed. Everyone squeezed their fingers together, and the thunder formation quickly disappeared. Ouyang Nan jumped up and rushed to the senior brother's side, trying to help him up with tears in his eyes.
"Elder brother!!" Ouyang Nan cried out sadly and wanted to reach out, but was immediately stopped.
"Don't touch him!!" Li Chengfeng also rushed forward and shouted loudly.
Ouyang Nan's hand froze in mid-air. The senior brother's skin in front of him was withered, and the muscles on his body were atrophied and collapsed. He looked almost like a mummy whose flesh and blood had been removed. Only his eyes still had a hint of trace. of vitality, all life elsewhere has been completely blocked.
What's even more frightening is that the skin on the senior brother's body has turned into a sandy state and has begun to disintegrate on its own. Countless sand and dust are rising with the wind, and are about to dissipate little by little.
If Ouyang Nan reaches out his hand, the senior brother will immediately break into pieces, turn into countless dust, and disappear into thin air.
The senior brother looked at Ouyang Nan. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then looked at Li Chengfeng. His lips struggled to move, as if he wanted to say something. Li Chengfeng immediately leaned down, with red eyes, Respectfully: "Elder brother?"
No matter what the elder brother had done in the past, and no matter what his purpose was, he desperately died with Qian Shanxue, but at this time, Li Chengfeng had completely forgiven the elder brother for what he had done in the past, and admired and respected this strange man from the bottom of his heart. .
The senior brother looked at Li Chengfeng. He struggled to raise his hand, and then struggled to take off the Hidden Sword Pavilion ring from his finger. However, with a little effort, he actually broke off the fingers wearing the Hidden Sword Pavilion ring. It came down, and before he handed it to Li Chengfeng, his finger was broken and weathered, and the ring fell in the air.
Li Chengfeng quickly caught it with both hands. He seemed to understand something and looked at his senior brother intently.
The eldest brother's eyes that still had a trace of life at this time also quickly turned gray. He struggled and said: "Hidden Sword Pavilion... I leave it to you..."
Li Chengfeng was almost choked with tears at this moment: "Yes!"
The senior brother struggled to look at Ouyang Nan again, but at this time his eyes could no longer move. He only moved a moment and then could no longer move. When Ouyang Nan saw this, he held back tears and sobbed: "Senior brother, I I know, I know it all!”
The eldest brother grinned, and then the last trace of brilliance in his eyes disappeared. His gaze suddenly drifted far and far away, and the expression on his face was fixed at this moment forever. Only his lips and the tongue in his mouth were still there. During the difficult activity, he murmured softly: "Those who enter my sword pavilion are all my brothers. Drink Lingshan water in the morning, dine at Jiufengji at night..."
The voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually became inaudible.
Everything about the senior brother was frozen, and his expression was full of happiness and satisfaction. It seemed that at this moment, he had returned to Jiufeng Mountain in Hidden Sword Pavilion, under the gentle morning glow.
Although the master of the pavilion is missing, the spirit of the Hidden Sword Pavilion is still there, and all the thirteen swords of Lingtian are there. The young master uncle led them to recite the Twelve Laws of Lingshan loudly. They are all his familiar brothers and sisters. Uncle Master, the most important thing is... there is a smiling face looking back at him.
Tranquil as poetry, quiet and beautiful as picturesque.
Little senior sister, here I come...
The senior brother's hand fell down and shattered to pieces on the ground. Along with his life and his body, his obsession also turned into countless powders, went with the wind, scattered in the air, and disappeared. It exists, but it is everywhere.
At this time, Sun Yongcai and others who were hiding in the crowd and watching the game from a distance were also crying. They no longer cared about what others thought of them.
The eldest brother used his sacrifice to finally awaken the soul of the hidden sword in their bodies. It seemed that a fire was burning in their chests, boiling, roaring, and fighting desperately in their bodies to burst out!
But at this moment, everyone heard another voice, it was so clear and so profound!
"Impossible! This is impossible!!" Qian Shanxue's voice was sharp and sharp. He looked at his hair and touched his face in complete confusion.
At this time, he was no longer as unruly and arrogant as before. He was as panicked and frightened as a lost woman, desperately grabbing his hair and screaming sharply.
Qian Shanxue is not dead yet! !
Everyone was shocked! !
This monster, couldn't such a sword kill him
The eyes of Ouyang Nan and others were completely desperate, and they didn't even have the courage to face Qianshanxue again!
He actually survived such a terrifying sword of God!
If it were them, I'm afraid they would have turned into powder long ago, and their body and soul would have been destroyed!
Although Qian Shanxue looked much older at this time, and all his magic weapons were destroyed, his skills still remained, and the fragments of his golden body were rapidly condensing and recast at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Incomparable pain and despair in everyone's eyes!
They were all monks, and they all roughly guessed that the vitality in the body could not be maintained for long when the eldest brother struck out the ninth sword. Therefore, after all, this sword did not last long enough to directly destroy the snow on the mountains and turn it into bone powder.
What should they do now? Who else can come to save them
But this still dealt an extremely heavy blow to Qian Shanxue. His arrogance and self-esteem were severely trampled under his feet, and this person was the ant he despised the most!
"You, all of you are going to die!! You!! Everyone!! are going to die!!!"
Qian Shanxue's eyes were red, and the intense shame made him almost go crazy!
He wants to kill everyone here and let everyone who sees this scene die! !
Qian Shanxue raised his hands high, clenched them into fists, roared wildly, and fire clouds rolled in the sky again!
Everyone's faces were as pale as paper, and their expressions were desperate. When thousands of horses were silent, they suddenly heard a voice suddenly ring out: "Those who enter my sword pavilion are all my brothers. Drink the water of Lingshan in the morning, and eat at Jiufengji at night."
This voice is as loud as a dragon's roar and as angry as a tiger's roar. Even the turbulent wind and clouds cannot cover it up, and even the roar of heaven and earth cannot stop it!
They saw Li Chengfeng holding the Sunset Spear tightly in his hand. With tears in his eyes and anger burning in his eyes, he loudly recited the Twelve Rules of Lingshan that every disciple of the Cangjian Pavilion knew by heart.
Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Nan stood up, with tears streaming down his face, and shouted loudly: "There are twelve rules in the sect, and they have no meaning."
Han Tianxing and Zhao Xiaobao stood up with tears in their eyes and recited loudly the verses that they had not memorized for a long time but had penetrated into the bone marrow and burned into the soul: "Praise in front of the hall every day, remember it in the heart!"
Su You stood up wiping tears. He thought of his good brother Tian Jun who died in the war, and the days when he and he were inseparable from morning classes, fighting together, and playing together. His throat was choked, but there was anger and anger in his voice. Hatred: "Those who deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors will be killed!"
Immediately afterwards, An Tong and Qiu Chuqian also stood up. Although they were unwilling to participate in such a life and death battle, they had lived in the Hidden Sword Pavilion for many years, and they were the kind of die-hard people who stayed behind in the end. At this moment, they were emotionally moved. How can we not feel the same way
They also had tears in their eyes and recited loudly: "Those who are unfaithful and unfilial shall be killed! Those who are unjust for profit shall be killed!"
Qu Tongqiu and Zhao Yibai were also crying. They wanted to run away, but they didn't know why. There seemed to be an inexplicable force spreading in their bodies. This force drove them to overcome cowardice and fear, and then stepped forward: " Those who rebel against our sect shall be killed! Those who commit rebellion shall be killed!"
Sun Yongcai and the traitors in the Hidden Sword Pavilion were all in tears. They burst into tears. Sun Yongcai flashed and took the lead in flying in the direction of Li Chengfeng and the others, and soon landed on Li Chengfeng's side. Behind him, he suppressed his sobs and recited loudly: "Anyone who betrays his brothers, kill him! Anyone who bullies the weak, kills him!"
Later, Zuo Fei followed. With tears in his eyes, he shouted loudly: "Kill those who rape women!"
Immediately afterwards, more and more traitors from the Cangjian Pavilion stood up. They all gathered behind Li Chengfeng and chanted loudly with him: "If you are afraid of fighting, kill! Those who escape before the battle, kill!" "
Ouyang Xiu and Li Xuanming stared at this scene blankly. Although they were not from the Hidden Sword Pavilion, at this moment, the murderous and fighting intent of the people in the Hidden Sword Pavilion was so strong that it was almost visible to the naked eye, and they were all shocked and moved by it.
The passionate and heroic recitation of the Twelve Rhymes made their hair stand on end!
"Those who are greedy for merit and derelict in their duties shall be killed!"
Those faces full of tears made them tremble!
"Kill anyone who refuses to save you!"
After reciting the last commandment, Li Chengfeng pulled out the Broken Sword, which he had hidden with him. He held it high. Although it was a broken blade, it was broken and stubborn. It revealed a spirit that would rather break than bend, doubling the tragedy and excitement!
At this time, the senior brother asked them to wake up, and Li Chengfeng made them understand: the only person they can rely on in the world is themselves!
Where in the world can a savior come from!
Li Chengfeng shouted sternly: "Disciples of Hidden Sword Pavilion, draw your sword!"
Everyone in the Hidden Sword Pavilion shouted in unison, the sound shaking the clouds: "Draw the sword!!"
Everyone drew their swords one after another, just like swordsmen who were determined to die. They knew they were outmatched, but when they met on a narrow road between life and death, they still drew their proud swords!
For a moment, Wan Songlin was filled with anger and sword energy soaring into the sky! !