Otherworldly Evil Monarch Chapter 320: On the sword peak alone!
Chapter three hundred and twenty on sword peak alone!
Chu Chuihun said to himself that he didn't do anything, but he has been carrying those endless black pots for Jun Moxie. How depressed is it? Those past things were not present on my own, although I was angry but helpless, but today I saw it with my own eyes and heard it with my own ears, but it really blew up my lungs!
Everyone denies it in front of you, but you still have red lips and white teeth, and you must be Lao Tzu ... I, I ... Do I **** look like an injustice? Those who **** the three holy places are too ... jerk!
My authentic weeping soul is here to watch and listen. The fake one is still there and denies it. You still ca n’t figure out such an obvious thing. The **** basin is still so firmly held in place. Lao Tzu's head!
Chu Chuihun finally understands how his black pot is carried, but this enlightenment made him even more angry and maddened! Dare to love these guys in the three holy places and touch their lips, saying who is who, denying is useless, explanation is even more useless! This must have been the case before. No wonder I came here one by one and encountered this group of mentally disabled people. It is really difficult to not carry the black pot ...
But bullying depends on the target! Really think I'm soft? Let you pinch? I really do n’t believe in evil, this time I have to give it to you once!
So Chu Supreme is furious and angry! Coupled with watching Wei Kongqun rushing out in anger, the back was completely unguarded, but the empty door was seductive to the extreme. Of course, in the case of Coca-Cola, Chu Chuihun is of course a sword without hesitation! Firmly cut off the vitality of Wei Kongqun's last bite!
Succeed in one hit, and take away immediately!
The ancestral ancestor already is completely gone, I ’m not here anymore ...
When Mo Xiaoyao caught Wei Kongqun's body, the figure of already of Chu Crying Soul was dozens of feet away. Only his fierce voice echoed in the air, it seemed to be slowly venting his depression. : Laozi is Chu Crying Soul ... Chu Crying Soul ... Crying Soul ... Soul ...
Mo Xiaoyao just felt a burst of blood rushing into his heart, and suddenly he was dazzled. He finally managed to stabilize his body, and swallowed a bite of blood, only to feel that his eyes were angry. Protruding out ...
But at the same time, a new question appeared in my heart: If the one who appeared later was Chu Weeping Soul, then who was the assassination and assassination in the hall just now?
Don't think, he didn't even dare to see Wei Kongqun in his arms!
Just because I really can't bear to look!
At this moment, Wei Kongqun moved in his arms, slowly opened his eyes, and even faintly smiled, and said, "Let me down!" After suffering a fatal and serious injury, and in the midst of crying with one sword and one foot, Chu Chuling can still support the undead, really!
Mo Xiaoyao trembled his hands, and slowly placed Wei Kongqun on the ground. Wei Kongqun helped Mo Xiaoyao, leaving the front chest and back, the blood flowing in countless scars, and shaking for two times, finally With the strength of his feet, he straightened his body again, and opened his eyes very tiredly. He looked at the silver light thousands of miles in front of him, and the frozen mountains and rivers. He sighed sighing, watching with nostalgia, and infinite attachment. ...!
"Brother Wei ... you ..." Mo Xiaoyao looked at Wei Kongqun in sorrow, only to feel sour, and he didn't even know what to say. He is similar to Wei Kongqun cultivation, his age is similar, but he can appreciate the feeling of infinite attachment at this moment!
Wei Kongqun's face showed an extremely bitter smile, and his eyes instantly turned already into peace. He said, "I really can't do it this time, haha, I can't think of my whole life, but I want to be in this far north Buried in the mountains ... "
"Brother Wei, you have to cheer up! You ... or hope!" Mo Xiaoyao said with a quivering voice, saying that if he did not believe himself, how could he not see Wei Kongqun with his cultivation? Now already is a must-death, even if Da Luo Tianxian descends into the world, it is useless!
Even if Jun Moxie turned his mind to rescue Weikong Group at this moment, it is meaningless!
Wei Kongqun sighed sighed, did not accept Mo Xiaoyao's words, but just said to himself: "The old man has so far passed 393 spring and autumn, a cultivation, and already has reached the peak of this life! Fortunately The battle to win the sky is right in front of me. I thought that I could fight a fierce battle with aliens on the battle of the sky. Even if this flesh was still on the top of the Tianzhu, it was a beautiful thing with a smile! … So it turned out! "
"It was at this last moment that I realized that there are so many red dust and long life, and there are so many things that can't be thought of and can't be discarded! The old man is really unwilling to go like this ..."
"In these years, arrogance and arrogance in the Holy Land have gradually become hypocritical and ruthless. The heroic bonbons before landing on the Holy Land have become so vulgar ... Unfortunately, I did n’t know until I died. I was wrong all these years, I really look back on the past ... "
Wei Kongqun looked peacefully, saying quietly, the blood continued to flow slowly from his mouth, ears, and nose, bulging out, dripping on the ground, and his voice became increasingly blurred. Unclear and difficult to distinguish ...
But he insisted on speaking, stubbornly watching everything in front of him with his increasingly blurred vision. In the middle of it, he seemed to feel that he was flying lightly. There is a vast world, it seems that since ancient times, the vast earth has only one person alone, can not help but feel a desolate and lonely feeling rose, and sighed softly: "It is really lonely ..."
The peak strongman then stood, and there was no more movement.
Mo Xiaoyao looked around in horror, but he saw Wei Kongqun's face full of loneliness and loneliness, and it seems that the loneliness and loneliness of a confidant has not been found until now. But the whole person already is alive!
"Brother Wei ... Wei Kongqun ..." Mo Xiaoyao still called with two hopes in case of no hope, and did not respond. He pushed gently with his hands, and Wei Kongqun's body suddenly fell straight backwards. Go ...
His body fell slowly and straight, but when he was in the middle of the air, there was a bang, and a big hole appeared in his chest! Correct The part where Jun Moxie's sword passed through was also the weird big hole that Correct once made. Then, countless visceral fragments broken into the size of soybeans flowed out with blood, waiting for him to fall to the ground already is transparent before and after. At first glance, you can see the white snow on the ground!
Then the hole slowly penetrated by the blood, and became the same color ...
Wei Kongqun, the saint of life and death, saw the moment of life and death, but finally came to the end of his own life!
Mo Xiaoyao trembled violently, he slowly crouched down, and suddenly his heart was completely blank. The cold wind blew from the ground, and even with his deep cultivation, he felt a heartfelt coolness, and it rose from the bottom of his heart and spread all over the body ...
Remembering Wei Kongqun's last words, Mo Xiaoyao sighed.
"In these years, I am proud and arrogant in the Holy Land, and I have gradually become hypocritical and ruthless. The heroic bonbons before landing in the Holy Land have become so vulgar ... Unfortunately, I did n’t know until I died. I was wrong all these years, I really look back on the past ... "
Wrong these years ... wrong these years ... really ... wrong?
Jia Qingyun, Xiao Tianya and Qu Wuqing all walked slowly. Everyone's face was filled with unspeakable pain. His Holiness laughed and held sword master in the arms of Hua Feng. The corpse with Yu Wen still facing each other saw the grief in the other's eyes ...
The mountain breeze is coming, it ’s clear ...
Jun Moxie unveiled YinYang and her body disappeared. She let go of her speed and hurriedly hurried to the last goal of the trip. The not-so-high towering mountain peak was far away.
Jianfeng collapses the snow mountain!
This is the mountain!
The key to the second half of the Oriental Aristocratic Family vow!
There, Han Yanyao's retreat!
Jun Moxie came to see his goals and the purpose of his trip!
The future happiness of Uncle San is the real purpose of Jun Moxie!
So he insisted on looking first.
If Han Yanyao is not what she imagined, or if Han Yanyao abandoned already's relationship earlier, then Jun Moxie will not hesitate to kill her before seeing him unintentionally!
If you do n’t see each other!
This is not ruthless, but for the third uncle! If that is the case, it is absolutely impossible to live as a man with no intention! Whether guilt or despair is enough to kill him!
The source of all the **** debts!
Whether it is for the third uncle, the father, the brother, or the monarch, Jun Moxie doesn't care if he bears this blood debt again!
As for beheading Wei Kongqun in the Silver City Hall, Jun Moxie didn't think it was unexpected or even surprised; killing is killing, there is no feeling. No matter how he lived up to the sky, when Jun Moxie's sword was inserted into his chest, he was just a corpse!
That's it!
The only thing that makes Jun Moxie worthy of surprise and some warmth is Chu Crying Soul!
The killer Supreme is finally here! He came here early for his commitment to himself.
Jianfeng stands, inserted into the cloud, almost straight from top to bottom. The steps are a few feet apart, and the already is a little hard to see, and it is covered with a thick layer of ice. Xuan Gong achievement, climbing to the peak is no different from seeking death.
The more you fly upwards, the more Jun Moxie can feel the chill of the bones, and the thin air ... How does a young woman of wonderful age stay in this place for ten years?
Jun Moxie ’s already is loose.
already is about to reach the top of the mountain, and a black hole suddenly appeared in front of Jun Moxie. It was particularly conspicuous under the snow.
Jun Moxie lifted his breath and slowly drifted in.