Legend of the Swordking Chapter 223: Lonely mountain falls

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"Swipe!"

With a fierce blow from the shadow, the long sword tore apart the rules of space, and there was a twisted light in front of it. The sword was very thick and sharp, and it pierced my chest straight.

Six types in one, head to head!

"Keng" made a sharp clash of sword blades, and a pervasive force of the law of death penetrated into my arms, almost paralyzed my arms in an instant, and there was a touch of contempt in the shadow of the shadow, as if Already determined to win. However, at this moment, the rays of the veined bones in the hands bloomed, and the strength of the golden body penetrated every inch of muscle and blood, quickly dispelling the power of death, as if the light dispelled death, the coldness was bitter and majestic, and the snowy sword art was moving, dignified Ruo Qiushuang!

"Boom bang bang!"

After three consecutive cuts, You Ying retreated in an instant, and even shattered the armor of tens of centimeters on his chest.

After all, this ghost has been fighting continuously, and it has long been wounded, and its combat power is far less than when we first arrived. Although we were very embarrassed, we have begun to slowly reverse the situation and suppress the power of the ghost. .

"Kill it!"

Chu Yang shouted violently, moved the Nine Suns Sword Art, and blasted it straight on You Ying's shoulders.

"Roar!"

You Ying wailed, and his left arm was abruptly broken.

"It's now!"

Luo Yan and Luo Wan and I were on the offensive almost at the same time. The Moon Blade, Thunder, and Wang Jian three spirit swords pierced into the heart of the shadow from different angles, while Tong Zhuo yelled and swung his battle axe in the air. Then, with a "click", You Ying's head was thrown into the air.

The fifth stage of death, life, finally died.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but the hot piece in my body was a backlash from the Fighting Technique. I fought for too long without even having a rest. My body was almost too much to bear it.

"Peng..."

You Ying's body knelt heavily and fell down.

Looking at its corpse, I have mixed feelings in my heart. Uncle Li Hai clearly died in the Pale Road, but why did he come here? Is this dark clan army the same as the Pale Kill four years ago The dark races of Lu are the same branch? The painful memories from four years ago came to mind one by one, like a nightmare coming again.

I sat on the ground feebly, with blood red eyes, and muttered: "Is this teasing me... thief God, are you teasing me..."

Tong Zhuo squatted down and patted my shoulder: "Brother Bu, are you okay?"

Feng Qingyi also looked at me: "Bu Yixuan, how are you?"

After all, I am the only one who has the strength in the early stage of the Imperial Realm. It has been quite difficult, and in the battle against the shadow, my performance is remarkable. I have turned the tide many times, even Chu Yang, Luo Yan, and others looked at me with less contempt, and Feng Qingyi, Luowan, Mao Qingzhu and others were more respectful.

Above the lonely mountain, everyone was helpless, and more and more corpse guards attacked the mountain.

Everyone's heart is full of worries.

……

"Damn, I didn't dare to go up the mountain back then!"

After killing a few corpse guards in Yijian Town, Nan Chenxi said with cold eyes: "Bu Yixuan, it was your bad idea. If it weren't for your suggestion to go up the mountain, we wouldn't be in desperation like we are now. Humph!"

I glanced at him lightly, but didn't speak.

Feng Qingyi frowned and said: "Nan Chenxi, just say a few words, no one wants this result now. Except for this mountain, the surrounding is occupied by the death and life of the dark race. Will there be a way to survive?"

Luo Wan also said: "At this time we should be more united, otherwise I am afraid it will not last long."

Nan Chenxi’s face was a little distorted, and she grinned and said: "Damn, you are all facing the waste of the early stage of the imperial realm, right? You have defended him from the beginning, and now he has taken us to a dead end. Still defending him? Hahahaha...It's really a group of idiots who do not live and die. If you want to stick to the lonely mountain, just stick to it. I won't be with you. The carrion in these districts can't help me Nan Chenxi!"

Chu Yang frowned and said, "Nan Chenxi, what are you going to do?"

Nan Chenxi condensed her spiritual outfit, and said: "Chu Yang, if you want to wait for death with them, wait for death, I will not be with you, Nan Chenxi, I will be able to fight through the siege with one sword!"

Luo Yan squinted, but didn't speak.

I stood up with awe-inspiring eyes: "Once you go down the mountain, you will not live for ten seconds!"

"Really?"

Nan Chenxi laughed: "I have to go down the mountain to show you!"

Speaking, he jumped up and jumped straight down from a lonely mountain hundreds of meters away. The long sword volleyed a trail, and a heavy sword hit among the dense carrion under the mountain, crashing. It bursts out tens of meters of light, crushing all the carrion corpses, the benlong sword art is indeed domineering and fierce, Nan Chenxi rushed out 100 meters almost instantly, not to mention the first stage of the carrion, it is the second stage of the skeleton. Can't stop him.

However, just as Nan Chenxi rushed forward, the surrounding space suddenly solidified, and a horrible aura came.

"Huh?!"

Nan Chenxi suddenly moved into horror. The blood-red silk threads around his feet penetrated out, and they wrapped around his body. In a blink of an eye, those blood-colored threads condensed into a huge blood-colored palm, directly condensing Nan Chen Xi's body was held in it and lifted up with a slight force.

The arms of the blood-colored palms slowly spread to the depths of the jungle. Nearly a hundred meters away, a gray old man in a gray cloak raised his arm and looked at us on the lonely mountain with a smile. A wispy voice came into our ears: "Why, do you think you can leave the Wild West alive?"

"Save me...Save me!!!"

In the air, Nan Chenxi shouted hoarsely for help, tears bursting out: "Chu Yang, Luo Yan, Feng Qingyi, save me... Come and save me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

But who can save him?

The huge blood-colored arms were solidified, and the light became stronger and stronger. The pale old man applied lightly, and suddenly Nan Chenxi lost his voice, and his entire body was completely annihilated in the air, not even a strand of ashes left. The light blue soul power remained in the air, drifting towards the old man in strands, and was finally absorbed by the old man's mouth.

"Hahahaha... the souls of geniuses among you humans are so delicious, hahahaha..." The old man's expression became more and more fierce. After absorbing Nan Chenxi's soul, his appearance changed slightly, his face There are fewer wrinkles around and younger, but the price is the life of a strong human.

Blood witch, this person must be the legendary blood witch!

……

"That's...what the **** is that?!"

Chu Yang was dumbfounded, and murmured: "Nan Chenxi is dead... The young master of Tianjian Villa is so dead..."

Luo Wan stared solemnly and said: "Bu Yixuan, you are a descendant of the Demon Hunter family, do you know what that old fellow is?"

"Blood Witch."

I said in a deep voice: "The high-level death beings are only puppets in the first to fifth stages of the dark race. Strictly speaking, this blood witch can be regarded as a real dark race, and the ghost and the corpse It’s nothing more than walking corpses. The blood witch tempers the souls of human powers to increase his strength, builds graveyards, and breeds dead lives. I am afraid that all the changes in the wilds of the Western Regions were done by him alone."

Luo Wan was silent.

Feng Qingyi frowned slightly and said: "Then do we have any way to deal with it now?"

"The height of the Lonely Mountain is very high. I am afraid that it has already been out of the blood witch's attack range, otherwise he would have done it a long time ago. As long as we stick to the Lonely Mountain, there may be a ray of life."

I looked at the Scarlet List in the sky. There were no more people on it. I couldn't help but sighed and said: "The Dragon and Tiger Summoning Order is to report progress to the Holy Land every three days, and we are here. It has been seven or eight days. If nothing else, the Holy Land should be aware of the abnormal changes here, and perhaps it is already on the way to reinforcements. In short, we will stay one day longer and we will be more likely to regain our vitality."

"Hmm!"

Ling Yuexuan nodded heavily, holding the palm of his girlfriend Guo Xueyang next to him, and said: "We must live, and we must leave this ghost place alive. We still have many things to do, and we still have a lot to say."

With tears in her beautiful eyes, Guo Xueyang nodded vigorously, choking.

The two of them are both in the middle stage of the Earth Imperial Realm. Like Mao Qingzhu, they are already the weakest among the alive. After all, when I fought against You Ying, they had already shown realm strength, and they couldn’t compare with me. Than, this also means that they have a lower chance of survival.

Tong Zhuo sat on the rock beside him with a sullen face, and said with a wry smile: "Brother Bu."

"What's wrong?"

"I thought that in the deep trials of the Holy Land, we were already considered as brothers of life and death. I didn't expect...Compared with today, there is no such thing as life and death in the Holy Land. You said we would die here. Right?"

"Perhaps..."

I took a bite of blood ginseng, and then took a few refining pills to restore spiritual power.

The people around have also used various methods to restore their strength. The next attack of the Dark Race Legion will never be too long, and the more we recover, the greater the chance of survival.

……

The sky gradually started to light up, and the cold wind was hunting and blowing in the mountains.

I, Tong Zhuo, Mao Qingzhu and I stood on the edge of the mountain wall. Luo Yan, Luowan, Chu Yang and others were also here, observing the movement in the distance, while Feng Qingyi and Wei Dongling stood in the middle. , As for Ling Yuexuan and Guo Xueyang, the couple are on the other side, embracing each other, enjoying the last bit of good time in their lives.

I looked at them from a distance, and my heart was full of mixed feelings. It is true that it is difficult for us to escape from here.

At this moment, the Dark Race Legion under the Lonely Peak suddenly seemed to be boiling. The blood witch walked out with a cane, looked at the Lonely Peak with a smile on his face, and said with a grinning smile: "Okay. , The old man should send you on the road!"

Chu Yang yelled: "If you have a seed, go up the mountain, why should we be afraid of you, old bastard?"

Blood Witch Jiejie laughed: "Is it necessary for the old man to go up the mountain? Open your eyes and watch it, ants, my dark clan walks along the edge of the spirit world. Is the mystery of death that you have seen? I can feel it!"

Speaking, he raised his arm.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blows, and a huge palm with a length of hundreds of meters appears in the air, sweeping through the middle of the lonely mountain!

"Boom bang bang~~~~!"

It trembled violently, like an earthquake, the entire 100-meter section of the lonely mountain was smashed into pieces by him. In an instant, the lonely mountain that we depended on forever turned into our cemetery. The upper part flipped instantly, the rocks fell, and the power of the death rule was raging. Almost in the first moment, Ling Yuexuan and Guo Xueyang were buried by a huge rock.

"Suck..."

Chu Yang shouted violently: "Are we going to die here?"