The ancient stone-patterned sword shimmering with silver light patterns emitted long-suppressed sword sounds in Dao Lan's hand.
Two severed fingers flew up in the blood.
Shan Yunxiu stood gently beside Dao Lan, without saying a word, but he had already expressed everything.
It's the same sword style again.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
This is who he was back then.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
Shan Yunxiu looked at his sweetheart blankly.
Li Mu suddenly understood.
This war with twists and turns was finally over.
but-
This is him.
Li Mu suddenly understood.
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
He was covered in black mist and pointed out with a finger.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
Brother Tianzun
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
This is who he was back then.
The mysterious stall owner in black cloak nodded and said: "Young people are terrible. I didn't expect that the little guy who worked as a handyman in the lower realm sect back then turned out to be the hero who turned the tide today."
Clang, clang, clang!
He put his foot on Wei Ximin's chest and abdomen, knocking him down.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
He is back.
He was covered in black mist and pointed out with a finger.
"meet again."
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
Wei Ximin smiled evilly, stared at Dao Lan, and said: "Back then, you were no match for me, and you are no longer the same now. I will crush you under my feet once again to make you understand what a true genius is." , what is true pride... Kill!"
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
Blood splattered.
All the suffering and torture finally dissipated.
He was covered in black mist and pointed out with a finger.
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
Dao Lan stepped on Wei Ximin's chest, looked down from a high position, and said: "Today, I will send you, a twisted butcher with bloody hands, on the road."
It is also the sound of loyalty hitting the heart.
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
The words have not yet finished.
"The Devil's Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Devours the Heaven and Earth with one finger!"
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
Clang, clang, clang!
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
Blood splattered.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
One move and instant defeat.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
The world-destroying demonic energy lingers.
Dao Lan stepped on Wei Ximin's chest, looked down from a high position, and said: "Today, I will send you, a twisted butcher with bloody hands, on the road."
puff!
Shan Yunxiu looked at his sweetheart blankly.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
An uncontrollable respect surged in Li Mu's heart.
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
puff!
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
Dao Lan swung the ancient stone-patterned sword in his hand.
Blood splattered.
puff!
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
He looked at Dao Lan in disbelief.
Dao Lan turned back to Li Mu and gave him a long bow.
The disdain and contempt in his eyes deeply hurt Wei Ximin's calm heart.
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
"You... ho ho..." Wei Ximin still wanted to struggle, but the misty and misty sword intent that poured into his body along the stone-patterned ancient sword had instantly destroyed his true energy, shattered his meridians and Dantian, and made him unable to move at all. Unable to muster any strength, he could only fall to the ground slumped.
He had used the same sword technique before, but was easily defeated by Dao Lan.
An uncontrollable respect surged in Li Mu's heart.
"The Misty Nineteen States of the Southern Dynasties."
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
But everything has come to an end.
The only thing they have in common is the fearless fighting spirit in their eyes, and their loyalty to their robes and their race.
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
"ah… "
The soldiers and senior officials of the Shan family who survived this war may not be able to understand the passionate passion in the hearts of the criminals that will last until death, but they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Looking at these people, looking at these calm faces that contain peerless enthusiasm, from the head of the family Dan Zhengfeng to every sailor and soldier, they all felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and they lost the ability to speak in the shock.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
Screams sounded.
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
He looked at Dao Lan in disbelief.
Dao Lan turned back to Li Mu and gave him a long bow.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
Wei Ximin smiled evilly, stared at Dao Lan, and said: "Back then, you were no match for me, and you are no longer the same now. I will crush you under my feet once again to make you understand what a true genius is." , what is true pride... Kill!"
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
Li Mu smiled.
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
Li Mu smiled.
Wei Ximin's expression was extremely hysterical: "Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Two fingers shake the sky!"
"Ho ho..." Blood poured out of Wei Ximin's mouth uncontrollably.
Screams sounded.
The only thing they have in common is the fearless fighting spirit in their eyes, and their loyalty to their robes and their race.
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
It is also the sound of loyalty hitting the heart.
This made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
This is who he was back then.
"You... ho ho..." Wei Ximin still wanted to struggle, but the misty and misty sword intent that poured into his body along the stone-patterned ancient sword had instantly destroyed his true energy, shattered his meridians and Dantian, and made him unable to move at all. Unable to muster any strength, he could only fall to the ground slumped.
"meet again."
but-
One move and instant defeat.
Stone-patterned ancient sword.
"So you are also from the Yanhuang War Department, wouldn't that mean..." Li Mu was greatly surprised.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
"Okay, do it, haha... I... I owe you everything I owe you." He smiled crazily, looked at Lazy and said, "Do it, give me the dignity and glory I deserve."
how come
Dao Lan's demeanor has changed a long time ago, and the same moves are swayed from his hands again, as if he is a peerless calligrapher and painter walking in the mist and mist with an umbrella, and the sword in his hand is his pen.
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
The soldiers of the Yanhuang War Department also came to the Sword of Freedom.
The tip of the stone-patterned ancient sword was aimed at Wei Ximin's forehead.
When they lifted up their visors, Li Mu saw that these warriors ranged from young monks to old men with aged faces.
Screams sounded.
An uncontrollable respect surged in Li Mu's heart.
"I don't believe it." Wei Ximin looked at his severed finger, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.
"Ho ho..." Blood poured out of Wei Ximin's mouth uncontrollably.
This made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
"They have all heard your story and know your legend." The mysterious stall owner in black cloak walked to Li Mu and said: "In the vast galaxy where everyone is the enemy, only loyalty is immortal, only blood is immortal, every day A story about the resistance of criminals, whether it is success or failure, is the biggest motivation to move forward. Things in the world are like chess, life is like a pawn, Yanhuang blood, dragon species, long river of stars, who has ever seen a Yanhuang warrior take half a step back? ?”
Li Mu smiled.
Such a cool name
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
Dao Lan stepped on Wei Ximin's chest, looked down from a high position, and said: "Today, I will send you, a twisted butcher with bloody hands, on the road."
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
Such a cool name
The stone-patterned ancient sword was swung again.
The disdain and contempt in his eyes deeply hurt Wei Ximin's calm heart.
The soldiers of the Yanhuang War Department also came to the Sword of Freedom.
The soldiers of the Yanhuang War Department also came to the Sword of Freedom.
It is also the sound of loyalty hitting the heart.
"The Misty Nineteen States of the Southern Dynasties."
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
It's the same sword style again.
"I don't believe it... You loser, you want to stand on my head? Stop thinking! Dream!" Wei Ximin stared at Dao Lan, completely hysterical.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
"You... have worked hard." Li Mu saluted to such an iron-blooded war corps.
"You... have worked hard." Li Mu saluted to such an iron-blooded war corps.
Dao Lan's demeanor has changed a long time ago, and the same moves are swayed from his hands again, as if he is a peerless calligrapher and painter walking in the mist and mist with an umbrella, and the sword in his hand is his pen.
It is also the sound of loyalty hitting the heart.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
The sword scares ghosts and gods.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
The disdain and contempt in his eyes deeply hurt Wei Ximin's calm heart.
Wei Ximin's expression was extremely hysterical: "Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Two fingers shake the sky!"
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
The sword scares ghosts and gods.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
Dao Lan stepped on Wei Ximin's chest, looked down from a high position, and said: "Today, I will send you, a twisted butcher with bloody hands, on the road."
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
Wei Ximin's expression was extremely hysterical: "Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Two fingers shake the sky!"
A sense of disparity that made him feel pale and powerless came to his heart.
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
All the suffering and torture finally dissipated.
The sword intent destroyed all life.
"meet again."
The stone-patterned ancient sword was swung again.
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
Dao Lan said calmly: "The first two swords are to tell you that the real [Southern Dynasty Misty Rain Sword] is enough to crush your [Demon Abyss Swallowing Heaven Finger], and this sword is to tell you that the current You are already vulnerable in front of me, so killing you is like killing a chicken."
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
The sword intent destroyed all life.
The sword intent destroyed all life.
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
"Haha, Buddha Amitayus, brother, we meet again." The old Taoist priest appeared on the Sword of Freedom and winked at Li Mu.
Clang, clang, clang!
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
but-
It's the same sword style again.
The soldiers said nothing.
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
puff!
The world-destroying demonic energy lingers.
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
Li Mu recognized that this wretched-looking Taoist priest was the wretched old Taoist priest who was watching in the crowd when he was cutting stones at the Jinyang Sect Star Station. From the sound of his voice, he was also in the battle of Star Wind City. , the wretched Heavenly Lord who appeared in the chaotic air mass in the sky.
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
Wei Ximin smiled evilly, stared at Dao Lan, and said: "Back then, you were no match for me, and you are no longer the same now. I will crush you under my feet once again to make you understand what a true genius is." , what is true pride... Kill!"
This war with twists and turns was finally over.
Blood splattered.
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
The soldiers and senior officials of the Shan family who survived this war may not be able to understand the passionate passion in the hearts of the criminals that will last until death, but they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Looking at these people, looking at these calm faces that contain peerless enthusiasm, from the head of the family Dan Zhengfeng to every sailor and soldier, they all felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and they lost the ability to speak in the shock.
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
Two severed fingers flew up in the blood.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
"I don't believe it." Wei Ximin looked at his severed finger, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.
Stone-patterned ancient sword.
Wei Ximin staggered back as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
Dao Lan slowly pulled out the ancient stone-patterned sword, stood in front of Wei Ximin's body, and wiped off the blood on the sword with Wei Ximin's black clothes.
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
Clang, clang, clang!
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
"The Misty Nineteen States of the Southern Dynasties."
"You... ho ho..." Wei Ximin still wanted to struggle, but the misty and misty sword intent that poured into his body along the stone-patterned ancient sword had instantly destroyed his true energy, shattered his meridians and Dantian, and made him unable to move at all. Unable to muster any strength, he could only fall to the ground slumped.
Clang, clang, clang!
Brother Tianzun
Li Mu smiled.
But what he got in exchange for these two moves today was that he had only two fingers left on his right hand.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
He put his foot on Wei Ximin's chest and abdomen, knocking him down.
A sense of disparity that made him feel pale and powerless came to his heart.
Wei Ximin staggered back as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
This made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
This made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
Screams sounded.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin twisted and screamed.
"I don't believe it... You loser, you want to stand on my head? Stop thinking! Dream!" Wei Ximin stared at Dao Lan, completely hysterical.
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
Li Mu smiled.
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
"Okay, do it, haha... I... I owe you everything I owe you." He smiled crazily, looked at Lazy and said, "Do it, give me the dignity and glory I deserve."
The originally young and handsome face became ferocious and twisted, like the ugliest devil.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
The sword scares ghosts and gods.
Blood splattered.
Wei Ximin smiled evilly, stared at Dao Lan, and said: "Back then, you were no match for me, and you are no longer the same now. I will crush you under my feet once again to make you understand what a true genius is." , what is true pride... Kill!"
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
"Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger, three fingers..."
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
Dao Lan said calmly: "The first two swords are to tell you that the real [Southern Dynasty Misty Rain Sword] is enough to crush your [Demon Abyss Swallowing Heaven Finger], and this sword is to tell you that the current You are already vulnerable in front of me, so killing you is like killing a chicken."
Perhaps their armor has been damaged, their weapons have gaps, and their expressions are slightly tired, but their will supports the Yanhuang Blood Dragon flag and has become the top three elite war corps in the Ziwei Star Territory. In their heyday, they were so famous that they stepped across the starry sky, their soldiers pointed at them, and all races trembled.
Clang, clang, clang!
Dao Lan's demeanor has changed a long time ago, and the same moves are swayed from his hands again, as if he is a peerless calligrapher and painter walking in the mist and mist with an umbrella, and the sword in his hand is his pen.
he roared.
puff!
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
Shan Yunxiu cried with joy, and hugged Dao Lan gently on the side.
But a sword penetrated directly through his chest, directly interrupting the concentration of the third move.
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
The ancient stone-patterned sword shimmering with silver light patterns emitted long-suppressed sword sounds in Dao Lan's hand.
It is also the sound of loyalty hitting the heart.
The words have not yet finished.
Wei Ximin suddenly struggled violently again: "Why don't you deserve it? What are you talking about? After all, I have defeated you before. You were my defeated general. I..."
Stone-patterned ancient sword.
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
Brother Tianzun
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
The ancient stone-patterned sword shimmering with silver light patterns emitted long-suppressed sword sounds in Dao Lan's hand.
Shan Yunxiu looked at his sweetheart blankly.
Two severed fingers flew up in the blood.
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
The appearance is different.
It's the same sword style again.
"They have all heard your story and know your legend." The mysterious stall owner in black cloak walked to Li Mu and said: "In the vast galaxy where everyone is the enemy, only loyalty is immortal, only blood is immortal, every day A story about the resistance of criminals, whether it is success or failure, is the biggest motivation to move forward. Things in the world are like chess, life is like a pawn, Yanhuang blood, dragon species, long river of stars, who has ever seen a Yanhuang warrior take half a step back? ?”
"Ho ho..." Blood poured out of Wei Ximin's mouth uncontrollably.
One move and instant defeat.
Screams sounded.
He looked at Dao Lan in disbelief.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
Blood splattered.
An uncontrollable respect surged in Li Mu's heart.
Shan Yunxiu stood gently beside Dao Lan, without saying a word, but he had already expressed everything.
The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "Hey, don't, don't, don't, we are about the same now, weighing only eight pounds or two. Don't call me senior, just call me brother Tianzun."
Dao Lan said calmly: "The first two swords are to tell you that the real [Southern Dynasty Misty Rain Sword] is enough to crush your [Demon Abyss Swallowing Heaven Finger], and this sword is to tell you that the current You are already vulnerable in front of me, so killing you is like killing a chicken."
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
He put his foot on Wei Ximin's chest and abdomen, knocking him down.
A sense of disparity that made him feel pale and powerless came to his heart.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
"meet again."
The words have not yet finished.
Li Mu suddenly understood.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
"Okay, do it, haha... I... I owe you everything I owe you." He smiled crazily, looked at Lazy and said, "Do it, give me the dignity and glory I deserve."
The words have not yet finished.
"You... ho ho..." Wei Ximin still wanted to struggle, but the misty and misty sword intent that poured into his body along the stone-patterned ancient sword had instantly destroyed his true energy, shattered his meridians and Dantian, and made him unable to move at all. Unable to muster any strength, he could only fall to the ground slumped.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
"I don't believe it... You loser, you want to stand on my head? Stop thinking! Dream!" Wei Ximin stared at Dao Lan, completely hysterical.
how come
Dao Lan stepped on Wei Ximin's chest, looked down from a high position, and said: "Today, I will send you, a twisted butcher with bloody hands, on the road."
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
"The Devil's Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Devours the Heaven and Earth with one finger!"
"meet again."
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
The tip of the stone-patterned ancient sword was aimed at Wei Ximin's forehead.
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
But a sword penetrated directly through his chest, directly interrupting the concentration of the third move.
The soldiers returned the favor.
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
"They have all heard your story and know your legend." The mysterious stall owner in black cloak walked to Li Mu and said: "In the vast galaxy where everyone is the enemy, only loyalty is immortal, only blood is immortal, every day A story about the resistance of criminals, whether it is success or failure, is the biggest motivation to move forward. Things in the world are like chess, life is like a pawn, Yanhuang blood, dragon species, long river of stars, who has ever seen a Yanhuang warrior take half a step back? ?”
Wei Ximin's expression was extremely hysterical: "Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Two fingers shake the sky!"
Dao Lan swung the ancient stone-patterned sword in his hand.
"Okay, do it, haha... I... I owe you everything I owe you." He smiled crazily, looked at Lazy and said, "Do it, give me the dignity and glory I deserve."
The words have not yet finished.
Screams sounded.
Brother Tianzun
The sound of weapons hitting armor.
Shan Yunxiu looked at his sweetheart blankly.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
Stone-patterned ancient sword.
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
"Ho ho..." Blood poured out of Wei Ximin's mouth uncontrollably.
"They have all heard your story and know your legend." The mysterious stall owner in black cloak walked to Li Mu and said: "In the vast galaxy where everyone is the enemy, only loyalty is immortal, only blood is immortal, every day A story about the resistance of criminals, whether it is success or failure, is the biggest motivation to move forward. Things in the world are like chess, life is like a pawn, Yanhuang blood, dragon species, long river of stars, who has ever seen a Yanhuang warrior take half a step back? ?”
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
This made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
The disdain and contempt in his eyes deeply hurt Wei Ximin's calm heart.
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
When he thought he was fighting alone in the world of China, on Earth, on Bitter Star, and in Starwind City, in fact, there was such an iron-blooded war corps that was not afraid of death, and was also struggling to support the existence of the Yanhuang Blood Divine Dragon Race. .
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
One move and instant defeat.
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
"Okay, do it, haha... I... I owe you everything I owe you." He smiled crazily, looked at Lazy and said, "Do it, give me the dignity and glory I deserve."
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
Wei Ximin suddenly struggled violently again: "Why don't you deserve it? What are you talking about? After all, I have defeated you before. You were my defeated general. I..."
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
"They have all heard your story and know your legend." The mysterious stall owner in black cloak walked to Li Mu and said: "In the vast galaxy where everyone is the enemy, only loyalty is immortal, only blood is immortal, every day A story about the resistance of criminals, whether it is success or failure, is the biggest motivation to move forward. Things in the world are like chess, life is like a pawn, Yanhuang blood, dragon species, long river of stars, who has ever seen a Yanhuang warrior take half a step back? ?”
how come
The soldiers and senior officials of the Shan family who survived this war may not be able to understand the passionate passion in the hearts of the criminals that will last until death, but they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Looking at these people, looking at these calm faces that contain peerless enthusiasm, from the head of the family Dan Zhengfeng to every sailor and soldier, they all felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and they lost the ability to speak in the shock.
"The Devil's Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Devours the Heaven and Earth with one finger!"
A strange sound like two moss-covered rough stones rubbing against each other.
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
The words have not yet finished.
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
Perhaps their armor has been damaged, their weapons have gaps, and their expressions are slightly tired, but their will supports the Yanhuang Blood Dragon flag and has become the top three elite war corps in the Ziwei Star Territory. In their heyday, they were so famous that they stepped across the starry sky, their soldiers pointed at them, and all races trembled.
He had used the same sword technique before, but was easily defeated by Dao Lan.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
The soldiers and senior officials of the Shan family who survived this war may not be able to understand the passionate passion in the hearts of the criminals that will last until death, but they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Looking at these people, looking at these calm faces that contain peerless enthusiasm, from the head of the family Dan Zhengfeng to every sailor and soldier, they all felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and they lost the ability to speak in the shock.
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
Dao Lan turned back to Li Mu and gave him a long bow.
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin twisted and screamed.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
"I don't believe it... You loser, you want to stand on my head? Stop thinking! Dream!" Wei Ximin stared at Dao Lan, completely hysterical.
The only thing they have in common is the fearless fighting spirit in their eyes, and their loyalty to their robes and their race.
The sword intent destroyed all life.
The sword intent destroyed all life.
This is who he was back then.
So, this black cloaked stall owner who even has god-level rough stones is actually a sinner
Today, the number one genius of the Yanhuang War Department finally regained his long-lost glory.
But what he got in exchange for these two moves today was that he had only two fingers left on his right hand.
Wei Ximin's expression was extremely hysterical: "Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Two fingers shake the sky!"
The soldiers said nothing.
But a sword penetrated directly through his chest, directly interrupting the concentration of the third move.
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
"So you are also from the Yanhuang War Department, wouldn't that mean..." Li Mu was greatly surprised.
"I don't believe it." Wei Ximin looked at his severed finger, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin twisted and screamed.
Dao Lan slowly pulled out the ancient stone-patterned sword, stood in front of Wei Ximin's body, and wiped off the blood on the sword with Wei Ximin's black clothes.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
Li Mu suddenly understood.
A sense of disparity that made him feel pale and powerless came to his heart.
But everything has come to an end.
Dao Lan said calmly: "The first two swords are to tell you that the real [Southern Dynasty Misty Rain Sword] is enough to crush your [Demon Abyss Swallowing Heaven Finger], and this sword is to tell you that the current You are already vulnerable in front of me, so killing you is like killing a chicken."
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
Li Mu smiled.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was swung again.
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
Dao Lan slowly pulled out the ancient stone-patterned sword, stood in front of Wei Ximin's body, and wiped off the blood on the sword with Wei Ximin's black clothes.
Brother Tianzun
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
how come
This war with twists and turns was finally over.
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
Dao Lan's demeanor has changed a long time ago, and the same moves are swayed from his hands again, as if he is a peerless calligrapher and painter walking in the mist and mist with an umbrella, and the sword in his hand is his pen.
So, this black cloaked stall owner who even has god-level rough stones is actually a sinner
"Okay, do it, haha... I... I owe you everything I owe you." He smiled crazily, looked at Lazy and said, "Do it, give me the dignity and glory I deserve."
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
Dao Lan turned back to Li Mu and gave him a long bow.
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
Clang, clang, clang!
They took off their helmets and held them on their left chests, then used the weapons in their right hands to stick them tightly against their right chests, and then lightly hit them.
The ancient stone-patterned sword shimmering with silver light patterns emitted long-suppressed sword sounds in Dao Lan's hand.
The soldiers said nothing.
Li Mu smiled.
"meet again."
It's the same sword style again.
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
But what he got in exchange for these two moves today was that he had only two fingers left on his right hand.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
puff!
"I don't believe it... You loser, you want to stand on my head? Stop thinking! Dream!" Wei Ximin stared at Dao Lan, completely hysterical.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
Looking at the expectant, respectful, and adoring faces, and looking into their eyes, Li Mu felt sour for no reason, and then his blood surged again.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
The soldiers said nothing.
Shan Yunxiu cried with joy, and hugged Dao Lan gently on the side.
The sword scares ghosts and gods.
Today, the number one genius of the Yanhuang War Department finally regained his long-lost glory.
Dao Lan slowly pulled out the ancient stone-patterned sword, stood in front of Wei Ximin's body, and wiped off the blood on the sword with Wei Ximin's black clothes.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
"I don't believe it." Wei Ximin looked at his severed finger, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.
Today's Dao Lan, with a half-step king-level cultivation, one man and one sword, is enough to sweep across the entire Yingxian Star Region, even the Ziwei Star Region is as big as it is.
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
Dao Lan stepped on Wei Ximin's chest, looked down from a high position, and said: "Today, I will send you, a twisted butcher with bloody hands, on the road."
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
Shan Yunxiu cried with joy, and hugged Dao Lan gently on the side.
Today, the number one genius of the Yanhuang War Department finally regained his long-lost glory.
When they lifted up their visors, Li Mu saw that these warriors ranged from young monks to old men with aged faces.
So, this black cloaked stall owner who even has god-level rough stones is actually a sinner
All the suffering and torture finally dissipated.
Such a cool name
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
"You... have worked hard." Li Mu saluted to such an iron-blooded war corps.
"The Devil's Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Devours the Heaven and Earth with one finger!"
Screams sounded.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
"Haha, Buddha Amitayus, brother, we meet again." The old Taoist priest appeared on the Sword of Freedom and winked at Li Mu.
"You... have worked hard." Li Mu saluted to such an iron-blooded war corps.
"Haha, Buddha Amitayus, brother, we meet again." The old Taoist priest appeared on the Sword of Freedom and winked at Li Mu.
Li Mu recognized that this wretched-looking Taoist priest was the wretched old Taoist priest who was watching in the crowd when he was cutting stones at the Jinyang Sect Star Station. From the sound of his voice, he was also in the battle of Star Wind City. , the wretched Heavenly Lord who appeared in the chaotic air mass in the sky.
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
Dao Lan didn't want to say more.
The ancient stone-patterned sword shimmering with silver light patterns emitted long-suppressed sword sounds in Dao Lan's hand.
Two severed fingers flew up in the blood.
Li Mu recognized that this wretched-looking Taoist priest was the wretched old Taoist priest who was watching in the crowd when he was cutting stones at the Jinyang Sect Star Station. From the sound of his voice, he was also in the battle of Star Wind City. , the wretched Heavenly Lord who appeared in the chaotic air mass in the sky.
how come
Such a cool name
The hilt of the sword was held in Dao Lan's hand.
It's indeed the same person.
A strange sound like two moss-covered rough stones rubbing against each other.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
This is him.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
He put his foot on Wei Ximin's chest and abdomen, knocking him down.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
When they lifted up their visors, Li Mu saw that these warriors ranged from young monks to old men with aged faces.
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "Hey, don't, don't, don't, we are about the same now, weighing only eight pounds or two. Don't call me senior, just call me brother Tianzun."
The only thing they have in common is the fearless fighting spirit in their eyes, and their loyalty to their robes and their race.
"I...I don't accept it! I don't want to accept it!"
Clang, clang, clang!
"I don't believe it." Wei Ximin looked at his severed finger, his expression becoming more and more ferocious.
"So you are also from the Yanhuang War Department, wouldn't that mean..." Li Mu was greatly surprised.
Today, the number one genius of the Yanhuang War Department finally regained his long-lost glory.
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
Brother Tianzun
Clang!
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
Such a cool name
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
Dao Lan slowly pulled out the ancient stone-patterned sword, stood in front of Wei Ximin's body, and wiped off the blood on the sword with Wei Ximin's black clothes.
The originally young and handsome face became ferocious and twisted, like the ugliest devil.
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
The stone-patterned ancient sword completely penetrated his head.
Wei Ximin smiled evilly, stared at Dao Lan, and said: "Back then, you were no match for me, and you are no longer the same now. I will crush you under my feet once again to make you understand what a true genius is." , what is true pride... Kill!"
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
how come
Dao Lan's demeanor has changed a long time ago, and the same moves are swayed from his hands again, as if he is a peerless calligrapher and painter walking in the mist and mist with an umbrella, and the sword in his hand is his pen.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
Brother Tianzun
"meet again."
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
A strange sound like two moss-covered rough stones rubbing against each other.
"The Devil's Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Devours the Heaven and Earth with one finger!"
Wei Ximin's expression was extremely hysterical: "Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Two fingers shake the sky!"
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
But what he got in exchange for these two moves today was that he had only two fingers left on his right hand.
but-
Wei Ximin backed away like a snake or a scorpion.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
Blood splattered.
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
Wei Ximin suddenly struggled violently again: "Why don't you deserve it? What are you talking about? After all, I have defeated you before. You were my defeated general. I..."
The world-destroying demonic energy lingers.
Li Mu's eyes lit up: "Is it you?"
Two severed fingers flew up in the blood.
But what he got in exchange for these two moves today was that he had only two fingers left on his right hand.
"So you are also from the Yanhuang War Department, wouldn't that mean..." Li Mu was greatly surprised.
They took off their helmets and held them on their left chests, then used the weapons in their right hands to stick them tightly against their right chests, and then lightly hit them.
Clang, clang, clang!
The sword scares ghosts and gods.
he roared.
So, this black cloaked stall owner who even has god-level rough stones is actually a sinner
Li Mu suddenly understood.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
But what he got in exchange for these two moves today was that he had only two fingers left on his right hand.
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
"You... ho ho..." Wei Ximin still wanted to struggle, but the misty and misty sword intent that poured into his body along the stone-patterned ancient sword had instantly destroyed his true energy, shattered his meridians and Dantian, and made him unable to move at all. Unable to muster any strength, he could only fall to the ground slumped.
Li Mu suddenly understood.
The mysterious stall owner in black cloak nodded and said: "Young people are terrible. I didn't expect that the little guy who worked as a handyman in the lower realm sect back then turned out to be the hero who turned the tide today."
This is who he was back then.
They took off their helmets and held them on their left chests, then used the weapons in their right hands to stick them tightly against their right chests, and then lightly hit them.
But a sword penetrated directly through his chest, directly interrupting the concentration of the third move.
The soldiers of the Yanhuang War Department also came to the Sword of Freedom.
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
The soldiers of the Yanhuang War Department also came to the Sword of Freedom.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
The mysterious stall owner in black cloak nodded and said: "Young people are terrible. I didn't expect that the little guy who worked as a handyman in the lower realm sect back then turned out to be the hero who turned the tide today."
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
"Haha, Buddha Amitayus, brother, we meet again." The old Taoist priest appeared on the Sword of Freedom and winked at Li Mu.
Such a cool name
Wei Ximin suddenly struggled violently again: "Why don't you deserve it? What are you talking about? After all, I have defeated you before. You were my defeated general. I..."
He was covered in black mist and pointed out with a finger.
The words have not yet finished.
Li Mu recognized that this wretched-looking Taoist priest was the wretched old Taoist priest who was watching in the crowd when he was cutting stones at the Jinyang Sect Star Station. From the sound of his voice, he was also in the battle of Star Wind City. , the wretched Heavenly Lord who appeared in the chaotic air mass in the sky.
The soldiers of the Yanhuang War Department also came to the Sword of Freedom.
A strange sound like two moss-covered rough stones rubbing against each other.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
When they lifted up their visors, Li Mu saw that these warriors ranged from young monks to old men with aged faces.
It's the same sword style again.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
The appearance is different.
Perhaps their armor has been damaged, their weapons have gaps, and their expressions are slightly tired, but their will supports the Yanhuang Blood Dragon flag and has become the top three elite war corps in the Ziwei Star Territory. In their heyday, they were so famous that they stepped across the starry sky, their soldiers pointed at them, and all races trembled.
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
He has killed countless powerful enemies with his [Demon Abyss Swallowing Finger].
The only thing they have in common is the fearless fighting spirit in their eyes, and their loyalty to their robes and their race.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
The soldiers and senior officials of the Shan family who survived this war may not be able to understand the passionate passion in the hearts of the criminals that will last until death, but they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Looking at these people, looking at these calm faces that contain peerless enthusiasm, from the head of the family Dan Zhengfeng to every sailor and soldier, they all felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and they lost the ability to speak in the shock.
Perhaps their armor has been damaged, their weapons have gaps, and their expressions are slightly tired, but their will supports the Yanhuang Blood Dragon flag and has become the top three elite war corps in the Ziwei Star Territory. In their heyday, they were so famous that they stepped across the starry sky, their soldiers pointed at them, and all races trembled.
The appearance is different.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was swung again.
An uncontrollable respect surged in Li Mu's heart.
He was covered in black mist and pointed out with a finger.
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
But everything has come to an end.
Li Mu recognized that this wretched-looking Taoist priest was the wretched old Taoist priest who was watching in the crowd when he was cutting stones at the Jinyang Sect Star Station. From the sound of his voice, he was also in the battle of Star Wind City. , the wretched Heavenly Lord who appeared in the chaotic air mass in the sky.
"ah… "
Today's Dao Lan, with a half-step king-level cultivation, one man and one sword, is enough to sweep across the entire Yingxian Star Region, even the Ziwei Star Region is as big as it is.
When he thought he was fighting alone in the world of China, on Earth, on Bitter Star, and in Starwind City, in fact, there was such an iron-blooded war corps that was not afraid of death, and was also struggling to support the existence of the Yanhuang Blood Divine Dragon Race. .
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
Blood splattered.
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
Dao Lan swung the ancient stone-patterned sword in his hand.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
Today's Dao Lan, with a half-step king-level cultivation, one man and one sword, is enough to sweep across the entire Yingxian Star Region, even the Ziwei Star Region is as big as it is.
Looking at the expectant, respectful, and adoring faces, and looking into their eyes, Li Mu felt sour for no reason, and then his blood surged again.
"Ho ho..." Blood poured out of Wei Ximin's mouth uncontrollably.
Looking at the expectant, respectful, and adoring faces, and looking into their eyes, Li Mu felt sour for no reason, and then his blood surged again.
Wei Ximin staggered back as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime.
Such a cool name
The disdain and contempt in his eyes deeply hurt Wei Ximin's calm heart.
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
The tip of the stone-patterned ancient sword was aimed at Wei Ximin's forehead.
"You... have worked hard." Li Mu saluted to such an iron-blooded war corps.
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "Hey, don't, don't, don't, we are about the same now, weighing only eight pounds or two. Don't call me senior, just call me brother Tianzun."
A sense of disparity that made him feel pale and powerless came to his heart.
At first, he just thought that Dao Lan was a bit unclear, but he didn't expect that there was such a story behind him.
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
At this time, one hundred thousand ghost cultivators had already retreated in formation.
The soldiers said nothing.
Shan Yunxiu looked at his sweetheart blankly.
Perhaps their armor has been damaged, their weapons have gaps, and their expressions are slightly tired, but their will supports the Yanhuang Blood Dragon flag and has become the top three elite war corps in the Ziwei Star Territory. In their heyday, they were so famous that they stepped across the starry sky, their soldiers pointed at them, and all races trembled.
They took off their helmets and held them on their left chests, then used the weapons in their right hands to stick them tightly against their right chests, and then lightly hit them.
A sense of disparity that made him feel pale and powerless came to his heart.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
Clang!
Clang!
When they lifted up their visors, Li Mu saw that these warriors ranged from young monks to old men with aged faces.
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
Clang, clang, clang!
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
Under the shadow of death, the anger and panic on Wei Ximin's face gradually dissipated.
This made him feel more uncomfortable than killing him.
One move and instant defeat.
Li Mu recognized that this wretched-looking Taoist priest was the wretched old Taoist priest who was watching in the crowd when he was cutting stones at the Jinyang Sect Star Station. From the sound of his voice, he was also in the battle of Star Wind City. , the wretched Heavenly Lord who appeared in the chaotic air mass in the sky.
Screams sounded.
The sound of weapons hitting armor.
Such a cool name
"Haha, Buddha Amitayus, brother, we meet again." The old Taoist priest appeared on the Sword of Freedom and winked at Li Mu.
This black cloaked figure turned out to be the mysterious black cloaked stall owner who sold rough stones in the gilded town market.
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
He saw on the Fairy Net that there was a general-level battle in the outer space of the Bitter Star world that day. There was no winner between the two sides. Except for the three hell dogs, the other side must be the camp of sinners headed by Tianzun. , but except for Tianzun, other general-level powerhouses did not show up. The mysterious stall owner in black cloak appeared in Gilded Town so coincidentally. It was not accidental, but like the wretched Taoist priest Tianzun, who came to Liujin Town after the war. Gold town repair
but-
Today's Dao Lan, with a half-step king-level cultivation, one man and one sword, is enough to sweep across the entire Yingxian Star Region, even the Ziwei Star Region is as big as it is.
The pen moves the dragon and the snake.
It is also the sound of loyalty hitting the heart.
Dao Lan shook his head and corrected word for word: "Wrong, you didn't give it back to me, but I took it back with my own hands. These are two different things."
Compared with what I have done, these seemingly ordinary soldiers have done more and are greater.
Dao Lan said calmly: "The first two swords are to tell you that the real [Southern Dynasty Misty Rain Sword] is enough to crush your [Demon Abyss Swallowing Heaven Finger], and this sword is to tell you that the current You are already vulnerable in front of me, so killing you is like killing a chicken."
"The misty rain is blurred and the white crane is riding on it!"
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
Clang, clang, clang!
Even the old Taoist priest Tianzun with a wretched face put his fist on his chest with a solemn expression at this moment.
how come
The world-destroying demonic energy lingers.
The mysterious stall owner in black cloak nodded and said: "Young people are terrible. I didn't expect that the little guy who worked as a handyman in the lower realm sect back then turned out to be the hero who turned the tide today."
"They have all heard your story and know your legend." The mysterious stall owner in black cloak walked to Li Mu and said: "In the vast galaxy where everyone is the enemy, only loyalty is immortal, only blood is immortal, every day A story about the resistance of criminals, whether it is success or failure, is the biggest motivation to move forward. Things in the world are like chess, life is like a pawn, Yanhuang blood, dragon species, long river of stars, who has ever seen a Yanhuang warrior take half a step back? ?”
"The Misty Nineteen States of the Southern Dynasties."
He had used the same sword technique before, but was easily defeated by Dao Lan.
Wei Ximin smiled evilly, stared at Dao Lan, and said: "Back then, you were no match for me, and you are no longer the same now. I will crush you under my feet once again to make you understand what a true genius is." , what is true pride... Kill!"
One move and instant defeat.
The wretched Taoist priest Tianzun also said: "When we gather, we are like a ball of fire, when we disperse, we are filled with stars. The men and women of our sinful people, no matter where they are, have never forgotten their mission. The Yanhuang War Department will never surrender."
Clang, clang, clang!
A strange sound like two moss-covered rough stones rubbing against each other.
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
He pressed out with two fingers, and the world seemed to be shattered and shaken by the two fingers.
Such a cool name
Dao Lan also looked at the warriors who had been wounded in battles in front of him, holding the stone-patterned ancient sword against his chest, and said: "Brothers, today, I am back. I will use my sword in my hands and the blood in my body." , to defend the dignity and glory of the Yanhuang War Department."
He put his foot on Wei Ximin's chest and abdomen, knocking him down.
"ah… "
The disdain and contempt in his eyes deeply hurt Wei Ximin's calm heart.
This is the most noble tribute the Xuanhuang War Department pays to its heroes.
One move and instant defeat.
Brother Tianzun
He had used the same sword technique before, but was easily defeated by Dao Lan.
One move and instant defeat.
Clang, clang, clang!
"The Devil's Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger... Devours the Heaven and Earth with one finger!"
"Demon Abyss Devouring Heaven Finger, three fingers..."
"As for the final dignity and glory?" Dao Lan sneered, "Haha, are you worthy?"
The mysterious stall owner in black cloak nodded and said: "Young people are terrible. I didn't expect that the little guy who worked as a handyman in the lower realm sect back then turned out to be the hero who turned the tide today."
The stone-patterned ancient sword was slowly drawn out.
He looked at Dao Lan in disbelief.
The soldiers returned the favor.
All the suffering and torture finally dissipated.
He had used the same sword technique before, but was easily defeated by Dao Lan.
The two moves he made were all his most proud fingering techniques.
Today's Dao Lan, with a half-step king-level cultivation, one man and one sword, is enough to sweep across the entire Yingxian Star Region, even the Ziwei Star Region is as big as it is.
But this time, when it was used again, the sky was filled with mist and rain, and a poignant feeling that was indescribable in words rose up in the hearts of everyone who saw this sword.
puff!
Dao Lan said calmly: "The first two swords are to tell you that the real [Southern Dynasty Misty Rain Sword] is enough to crush your [Demon Abyss Swallowing Heaven Finger], and this sword is to tell you that the current You are already vulnerable in front of me, so killing you is like killing a chicken."
Shan Yunxiu stood gently beside Dao Lan, without saying a word, but he had already expressed everything.
The sword scares ghosts and gods.
This war with twists and turns was finally over.
At this time, the figure covered in black cloak also landed on the deck of the Sword of Freedom.
His fingertips were sliced off by the sword light.
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
The old Taoist priest laughed and said: "Hey, don't, don't, don't, we are about the same now, weighing only eight pounds or two. Don't call me senior, just call me brother Tianzun."
The soldiers and senior officials of the Shan family who survived this war may not be able to understand the passionate passion in the hearts of the criminals that will last until death, but they were also shocked by the scene in front of them. Looking at these people, looking at these calm faces that contain peerless enthusiasm, from the head of the family Dan Zhengfeng to every sailor and soldier, they all felt goosebumps all over their bodies, and they lost the ability to speak in the shock.
"Senior." Li Mu returned the greeting.
In the last moments of his life, Wei Ximin seemed to have calmed down.
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
Li Mu smiled with tears in his eyes: "I'm back too."
A black demonic snake that was as solid as substance wrapped around his fingertips and spit out a red letter.
This is him.
Dao Lan's demeanor has changed a long time ago, and the same moves are swayed from his hands again, as if he is a peerless calligrapher and painter walking in the mist and mist with an umbrella, and the sword in his hand is his pen.
The appearance is different.
Shan Yunxiu stood gently beside Dao Lan, without saying a word, but he had already expressed everything.
The tip of the stone-patterned ancient sword was aimed at Wei Ximin's forehead.
Looking at the expectant, respectful, and adoring faces, and looking into their eyes, Li Mu felt sour for no reason, and then his blood surged again.
"meet again."