Swipe your fingers to stabilize your figure.
The strong wind howled on the cliff, the mist gathered and scattered, Meng Fuyao was blown by the strong wind, his body moved, suddenly he leaned back, and shouted:
"collapse!"
A black light flashed, "Slaying Heaven" appeared and disappeared, and suddenly a strange missile flew from under her knees, shooting directly between Wuyin's eyebrows from bottom to top!
"Chi-"
The sharp weapon passed through the air so quickly that it made a tearing sound, and the tumbling mist was forced to split like silk by this extremely sharp knife, and there was a slight clang when it hit the cliffs on both sides. The invisible form appeared, and the black knife was already between her eyebrows!
"go!"
There was also a short but powerful low shout, Wuyin's copper mirror was turned over and there was a black light, the two lights wanted to hit the black knife's trajectory suddenly skewed, but just like this, it turned behind the bronze mirror again, and there was a "clang" The bronze mirror cracked again, and the aftershocks caused Kirin's body to be crooked.
"fall!"
Before the shouting was over, Meng Fuyao's sharp fist had arrived! All the changing trajectories are within her calculations. When she punches, the wind of the fist is the gale that sweeps across the five continents. Wherever it passes through, a giant tree falls three feet away, knocking Fang Yimo to the ground. The cliff rock shook instantly.
Kirigakure was so excited by the wind of the punch, his eyes were hard to open, his hair straightened, his body tilted slightly, and suddenly he was empty behind him, and then he fell straight down.
She was forced off the cliff by Meng Fuyao!
Fang Yimo suddenly stood up, a shadow flashed beside him, Meng Fuyao had already brushed his body and slid down, her true qi had reached its peak, her whole body was as solid as a jade person, so black and white were distinct, a shadow like snow jade was as heavy and fierce as a It fell straight down like a cannonball, faster than Kirigakure!
She fell, skimming across the water like a flying eagle, with a touch of "Slaying the Sky" in her hand, "Wow!" A huge wall of waves rose up all over the sky!
Fog Yin turned over in the mid-air, and just about to raise the mirror to exercise his kung fu, Meng Fuyao, who didn't want to cope with the strange illness, took advantage of the thicker fog on the water surface, and unexpectedly took the lead in everything.
At this moment, the morning sun is rising in the distance, and the Ningdai River is shining for thousands of miles, glowing with the golden light of the morning glow. Illuminated by the colorful multi-colored rays, the colorful colors are gorgeous and incomparable, dazzling people's eyes. Wuyin skimmed on the water surface, retreated and retreated, and the splashing water droplets had already wetted the copper mirror.
The sun rises and the mist closes.
Wu Yin screamed sharply, was hit by the wall of water and retreated, his figure was like a flag against the wind, he shook off on the green and black cliff, and the wind and cloud rolled back with his backhand, the large black mist seemed to be real, driving the faint thunder The Voice, hit Meng Fuyao on the head!
She was really angry.
Meng Fuyao sneered, slapped the black knife flat, and the bright white aura swirled like a giant pestle of a god, a little brighter than the rising sunlight among the mountains, and the wind turned and went straight to meet it!
The two refused to give in to each other in the air, and they fought hard!
"boom!"
In the radiant mid-air, two bright light curtains, one black and one white, met brazenly. At the moment of collision, each of them retracted slightly, and then exploded and splashed away. The black was like black ink and the white was like jade. A moon-white inner core looms in the white light, extending continuously, spreading out like a rolling river, instantly engulfing the black light and sweeping it away!
The red of Xia, the black of mist, and the white of jade!
Three colors become different rainbows!
Under the strange rainbow, the man in scarlet clothes looked up in astonishment.
On the river bank, the man in the light purple brocade robe smiled and looked at his goddess with the jade-like figure behind his hands, his smile rippling like water.
Farther away, beside the bonfire, the girl warming herself suddenly turned her head. The man who was in a coma was awakened by the loud noise, and his eyes shone brightly as he turned his head. I don't know whether it was surprise or joy.
A little farther away on Lingzhu Mountain, the mist suddenly cleared, and the man with glazed eyes suddenly stopped and looked towards the direction above the sky. The rainbow of three colors was reflected in his eyes, as brilliant as a galaxy.
And in that bustling city, Xuanyuan Sheng stood tall by the window of a high-rise building, leaning on the window sill and looking at the direction of Lingzhu Mountain from afar, his eyes were dark and gloomy. At this place, countless people also saw the strange rainbow that disturbed the sky, opened the window and pointed in surprise. I don't know where the top powerhouse is, above the sky on the top of the Lingzhu, swirling the wind and clouds to show miracles.
And at this moment, on the edge of Lingzhu cliff.
Although the fierce battle has not stopped, the overall situation has finally been decided.
The unfurled flag curled up again, and shot back onto the cliff with a swoosh, the giant black pestle retracted with a cold light, and followed closely.
One after the other, the two landed on the ground.
The huge wind stopped, and the cliff was devastated.
Wuyin turned his back to Meng Fuyao, his robe was hanging down, and the bronze mirror was behind his back. There were two deep cracks on the indestructible and precious ancient mirror.
One was split by the joint efforts of Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye earlier, and the other was split by Meng Fuyao's last move.
The woman cut her hands behind her back, her back was still straight as usual, and in her sigh, there was the desolation of Yingjie's old age.
She said slowly: "Admit defeat."
throw in the towel.
Fang Yimo stood there in a daze, and his black hair and scarlet clothes seemed to be no longer bright. After a while, Fang said word by word: "Yes, Wu Yin, lose."
The pinnacle of martial arts that no one has dared to challenge for thirty years, the top ten who have stood at the top of the martial arts for thirty years, and have never heard the word "lose" for thirty years. Fang Yimo never thought that he would have the opportunity to say this sentence in this life , and when he said these words, he suddenly felt a sense of bitterness and loneliness—isn’t Kirigakure’s defeat his own
He sighed, and suddenly wanted to sit down and have a good rest... maybe they were all old.
But he sat empty-at the moment when he forgot to use his true strength to protect himself from the cliff under the shock just now, Meng Fuyao's ferocious true strength finally emptied him and sat down on the crack of the cliff, destroying the entire cliff by the way. There is nowhere to sit, nowhere to maintain your chic elegance.
Sure enough... lose.
One lost two in this battle, convinced.
Fang Yimo raised his head slightly, watching the clouds and clouds in the sky change, and remembered the words Yue Po once said when Yan was killed. At that time, he didn't take it seriously, but now he deeply feels that it couldn't be more correct.
The era of the top ten is over, and the new Lord of the Five Continents will eventually be born.
He looked at Meng Fuyao, the girl on the cliff was like jade, standing proudly, that round of bright sun was just rising to the top of her head, it was like wearing a sun crown, shining like gold, and the sky was full of rosy clouds rushing from the distant sky, Accompanied by the surging wind and cloud, Qi Qi painted her delicately contoured cheeks.
One hundred thousand miles of Zhaoxia war robe roll, full of red light, 18 years of hard and bloody battles, such a strong man!
He looked at the 18-year-old top ten with sighs in his eyes. After a long time, he asked:
"You are the eighth among the top ten, what is your name?"
Meng Fuyao looked up, smiled, and instantly narrowed his eyes facing the rising sun, those eyes were warmer and brighter than sunlight.
She walked away with big strides, the two words resounded like a sword coming out of its sheath.
"Jiuxiao!"