Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1160: , kill again

Folding fans are suddenly big and small. When they are large, they are as heavy as the top of a mountain, and they are as sharp as a peerless sword when they are young. A random attack made Liu Wei'an difficult to cope with, and he had to wait for it with all his strength. It was the first time that he had dealt with such a terrifying weapon. What disturbed him most was that the folding fan had not fully recovered. Once fully recovered, he was afraid that he would be crushed into powder in an instant.

Fortunately, the folding fan fish machine Xin is not without any price. It looks chic, but it is hard to cover up, but it can't hide Liu Wei'an.

"Liu Wei'an, you are actually a talent, it's a pity!" Yu Jixin kept urging the folding fans to force Liu Wei'an to fight hard. He believes that even if a person is really angry, he can't fight a spiritual weapon.

But Liu Wei'an showed him what it means to be strong, and the true spirit is endless. Liu Wei'an had no idea of ​​letting go of his strength and sticking to it. He attacked with all his strength every time. The punch of the big trial was heavier than the punch.

The folding fan not only failed to suppress Liu Wei'an, but instead became a sharpening stone for him to hone the Grand Judgment Fist.

"What I said is true. If you are willing to surrender Yulianshan, you can be a disciple who guards the door, or even a Taoist guardian." Yujixin's conditions must not be low. Yulianshan only accepts 3 direct disciples in each generation, 7 guardian disciples, and 10 disciples in each generation. Every place is extremely precious. The disciples who passed the personal reports were all collected by the head of the previous generation who traveled around the world. It is met but not desired. Only 7 guardian disciples have the opportunity to compete. Every time Yulianshan recruits guardian disciples, they come to try their luck. The genius almost broke his scalp.

The 7 guardian disciples are almost one in a million. Although they are not as good as the direct disciples, for other sects, guardian disciples are more noble than core disciples.

Not to mention the protector, walking in the world is the representative of Yulianshan, and his status is respected.

"You have a guilty conscience!" Liu Weian's response was only three words.

"Rampant!" Yuji said angrily.

"Spirit weapon, it is a foreign object after all!" Liu Weian's eyes exploded, his aura suddenly soaring, a punch blasted, like lightning to break through the darkness, fast to the extreme.

When--

It's time for Yujixin to not respond at all. Even if the force transmitted from the folding fan is weakened, it still makes him tremble, and his breath suddenly drops a lot.

Liu Wei’an’s feet exploded, and the whole person was shot at Yujixin like a cannonball out of the chamber, but halfway through the charge, he suddenly changed direction and slanted into the sky. This sudden reversal made him almost vomit blood. His face changed several times before suppressing the muddy breath. There was an extra sword mark on his body, from the left shoulder to the right leg. If he hesitated for a moment, it would have been two at this moment.

"Senior is good at swordsmanship!" Liu Wei'an looked at the middle-aged woman with a paper-white face, without the slightest anger on her face. He doesn't blame others for sneak attacks, he only blames himself for carelessness. Knowing that all the enemies are here, the ones who stay will not be as simple as the excitement. If you don't guard against it, you deserve to be killed.

To hate the enemy, that is a very stupid thing.

The middle-aged woman looked indifferent. She couldn't see the sword all over her body, or even any weapons related to the sword. If Liu Wei'an was not sensitive, she would not be sure that the terrible sword came from her hand.

"Senior is good at swordsmanship!"

The same sentence from Liu Wei'an is satire, but from Yu Jixin's mouth is praise. He slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, Yulianshan's swordsmanship was unique.

As the blood-red long sword was slowly pulled out, a terrifying breath was like a wild beast rushing out of the sea from the deep sea, and the dark void was distorted, seeming to be afraid of something.

"When you decide to join forces with others, the seed of invincibility in your heart has been broken." Liu Wei'an turned a blind eye to the terrible storm, looking regretful.

"It seems that you have a big misunderstanding of the definition of a successful person. It is the winner who stands at the end, not the one who kills the most opponents." Yu Jixin smiled slightly, not caring about Liu Wei'an at all. Heartbreaking words.

"I'm naive, thinking about reasoning with you." Within a few words of Liu Wei'an, the sword marks on his body had shrunk and stopped bleeding. Although it hadn't healed yet, there was no love in his actions. At this time, the aura of Yu Jixin's **** sword also rose to its apex.

There is no extra language. Both of them are like rock-minded people. Language is useless. Only strength can determine the outcome. Yu Jixin is worthy of being the heir of Yulianshan carefully cultivated, and at the same time, he controls the scarlet sword and folding fan that are no less than the red forging furnace, and surrounds Liu Wei'an.

Liu Wei'an's feet are like nails on the ground, and he doesn't retreat. No matter how dangerous it is, he will blow it with one punch. The fist has cracked and bones are exposed, and he doesn't seem to feel it.

When--

When--

When--

……

The Scarlet Longsword is sharp and sharp, his fist barely can be blocked, but the folding fan is not. The folding fan is a spiritual weapon, and the power of the counter shock is terrifying. If it is an ordinary person, the power of the counter shock can make one's five internal organs. The six fu-organs shattered and died. Liu Weian clenched his teeth and persisted, constantly analyzing the profound meaning of the Great Judgment Fist, in order to resist the terrible counter-shock of the folding fan.

Yujixin is also insisting that the greater the balance of the world, the greater the price it will pay. The sweat is falling down, and the cool diversion has long been discarded.

"The carp is out of the water!" Yu Jixin suddenly yelled, and the scarlet sword turned into a carp, breaking through the water. This is a very strange phenomenon, there is clearly no water, but it gives the mermaid the feeling of water.

"Soul Soul!" Liu Wei'an's heart jumped, and a feeling of extreme danger arose. The scarlet sword was clearly in his eyes, but there was another feeling of being out of sight.

The ancient and mysterious power spread, and the moment the sword stopped, he finally caught that point, and the big judgment fist blasted out.

"Now!"

Boom——

As soon as the fist and the tip of the sword collided, the middle-aged woman made a shot, and a ray of sword light cut through the void, almost to the extreme. Although Liu Wei'an has been paying attention to her, when he saw Jian Mang, he still had no time. He reluctantly twisted his body to avoid the vital point. There was a blood stain on his neck, and his aorta was cut in half. Even if he worked, his blood was still The spray came out, and half of the shoulder was dyed red.

After landing, he took five or six steps back in a row.

"Hualong!" Although Yujixin is a righteous disciple, he doesn't have the slightest idea of ​​taking advantage of people's danger and not being honorable. On the contrary, it is like a way of gangsters on the street while you are sick and killing you.

The scarlet sword evolves from a carp to a python, and as it evolves, a destructive force blasts towards Liu Wei'an. At the same time, the folding fan turned into a mountain and fell heavily. The earth couldn't bear this force, and it sank every inch.

Liu Wei'an glanced at the middle-aged woman, her eyes were cold. The middle-aged woman still had that indifferent look, her eyes were very empty, she didn't look at anyone, she felt like a person is here and her heart is somewhere else.

There is still no sword in his hand.

Liu Wei'an turned his gaze to Yu Jixin, and darkness began to appear on the surface of his body, not the darkness of black mist, but the darkness of night, pitch black as ink, and the light seemed to be corroded.

"Soul Talisman!"

"Big Judgment Fist!"

The moment when the giant python came, it was also the moment when the mountain fell to the top of the head, and it was also the moment when the darkness completely enveloped Liu Wei'an. At this moment, Liu Wei'an shot.

The fist is like thunder, resounding across the wild.

Boom----

The mountain recovers its folding fan, shoots at the sky, and disappears into the dark night. The giant python was crushed to pieces and recovered its body, the blood-colored long sword's light dimmed, as if it had faded in half.

Yu Ji Xin kicked and kicked back three steps, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

Liu Wei'an is not well, the flesh and blood are no longer visible in the right fist, only white bones are left outside of the wrist, and there is another sword mark on his body. This time it is near the heart, and the previous one was poked by Wenxin's finger. The positions overlap, and this time, Liu Wei'an was unable to contract his muscles, the blood was flowing like a shot, and the red on his chest expanded rapidly.

"You can make me retreat, Liu Wei'an, you are proud." Yu Jixin took a deep breath, the fluctuating breath calmed down, and the palms of the fingers were closed, and the scarlet sword fell on the ground automatically. Upon reaching the hand, the dim sword body bloomed with a gorgeous blood-colored light again.

Slap!

A few dozen meters away, the middle-aged woman who had been standing still fell straight down like a piece of wood without a soul.

"What is your practice?" Yujixin's scalp numb. The middle-aged woman looked pale and looked like a dead person, but it was just an image, not a dead person. Now the word ‘like’ can be removed and become a real dead person.

"I am proud to leave three sword marks on my body." Liu Weian said.

"I see!" There was a chill from behind Yujixin. He remembered the moment he had just fought, his soul was attacked. Fortunately, the treasure gifted by the teacher took the initiative to defend him from harm, but it would have an impact. Otherwise, Liu Wei'an would not be able to hold on for that long under his hands. time.

But also because of the treasure, he ignored the terrible means of attack. Now that the middle-aged woman was killed in an instant, it suddenly sounded that he had accidentally escaped a murder.

Middle-aged women should be elder-level figures, with high authority, but after all, they are not direct disciples, and there is no treasure inherited from the master. But after all, he was a master of the older generation, and he died without any resistance. After a while, he was frightened, and his eyes changed when he looked at Liu Wei'an.

"Let’s see who else can help you!" The murderous intent in Liu Wei’an’s eyes is not at all concealed. He thought that middle-aged women also have treasures like Yujixin, so he endured and sacrificed until the last moment.' "Sword of Annihilation", at the most interesting moment of middle-aged women~IndoMTL.com~ Now I think about it, this kind of soul protection is very rare, and it is not only one of the masters of the hermit sect.

The death of a middle-aged woman greatly increased his confidence.

Yujixin showed a slight smile, glanced left and right, there were two others, two soldiers in military uniforms had no stand. Two people's ability to withstand the aura of their battle is enough to prove their strength.

"It's just a corpse!" Liu Wei'an's eyes showed disdain, his right fist burst into light, and the sound of thunder was faint.

"Liu Wei'an, see you next time!" Yu Jixin's expression changed, turning into a beam of light and shooting into the darkness.

"Your sword is good, leave it as a souvenir!" Liu Wei'an didn't chase, but he had a huge bow in his hand.

"The sword is indeed good, but it has nothing to do with you--" Yu Jixin screamed before he said the word ‘fate’, and a red light fell to the ground, and he accelerated himself and disappeared in an instant. At almost the same time, flames spurted from the feet of the two soldiers, turning into two beams of light and leaving, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Liu Wei'an narrowed his eyes and slowly lowered the huge bow.