Sundering Nature Chapter 215: Tiandao Wu Yun

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Chapter 215 Heavenly Sword Wu Yun

"I'm here to kill her. Someone wants her life."

"Kill me?" As the thin man's voice fell, Liu Meng's eyes condensed with a gloomy face, and a seemingly imperceptible aura swept away from her, her long black hair and draped towels. There is no wind, and the hidden cyclone rises below her feet, seeming to support her faintly.

"This night, I seem to be nosy." Pan Junwei frowned as he looked at Liu Meng, who was so impossibly different from the two, and a trace of self-deprecation appeared on his face.

"Anyway, I still want to thank you." Liu Meng's eyes were cold, but his tone was sincere. He slowly raised his left hand while speaking, and shook it towards the void.

Feng Shao, who was lying on the ground, still looked blank. The change in his painting style made him unable to make a reasonable response at all. In a blink of an eye, the **** and enchanting girl is full of evil spirits, like Shura in the dark night, before he can discern carefully, a raging fire suddenly explodes from him, the flame is black with purple, purple with green, just a moment, the peak is not coming If he didn't scream in a hurry, it turned into a smear of black dust and drifted away with the wind.

"Purple Flame?" Pan Junwei paused, squinting his eyes and turning sideways, subconsciously adjusted his body shape, and distanced himself from Liu Meng.

"Huh?" The thin man was also taken aback, looking at Liu Meng's eyes with a hint of surprise. "This doesn't seem to match the information..."

"Let’s talk about it, I’m very curious, at this point in time, who else will target me." Ashes lifted his hands, Liu Meng’s eyes became colder and colder, quietly looking at the thinner ahead. The man asked in a gloomy tone.

"Don't say anything, the result is the same anyway. The guy who wants to kill you doesn't like others talking about him behind his back." The thin man raised his eyebrows, his expression regained his calmness, and slowly took off his hands. The linen gloves are carefully folded and stuffed like a jacket pocket.

"You will change your attention in a while." Liu Meng's mouth bends, her arms stretched out, the hot current is rippling, and her long flowing hair is flying all over the sky under the opposition of the air current.

"Hey! Hey! Wait, wait a minute." The two are locked in aura. Seeing the battle is about to start, Pan Junwei, who is dark and sturdy, suddenly stepped forward and got stuck between the two.

One more person suddenly appeared in the opposing aura, and the two secretly charged their energy at the same time, looking at the fierce and evil man in the middle in doubt.

"Don't you know him?" Pan Junwei ignored the two people's puzzled eyes and turned to ask Liu Meng for himself.

Liu Meng frowned slightly and nodded subconsciously.

"Are you here to kill her?" Pan Junwei turned his head and asked the thin man again.

The thin man shrugged, a natural smile appeared on his face.

"That's easy, we have to talk first." Pan Junwei curled his lips, turned his body to face the thin man, and left his back to Liu Meng again.

"Oh?" The emaciated man paused, his eyes hesitating.

"Today I recognized this oolong. I was clumsy. I didn't see that this girl possesses special skills, but I am a man. I admit the truth. I often go to the end when I get into the car. I just told the girl, today I want to send the girl home." Pan Junwei said that he moved his finger unconsciously, "It has nothing to do with whether she is a protector or not, it's just because this is my original idea."

"Are you going to stop me?" The thin man raised his eyebrows, but his eyes were filled with water.

"Good intentions, I can handle it myself." Liu Meng said at the same time.

"Whether you need help or not and whether I stop him are two different things, I said, this is my original idea." Pan Junwei twisted his thick neck and gently squeezed his thick shoulder with his palm.

"The initial heart is forever?" The thin man was taken aback, and said suspiciously.

"There are thousands of avenues, each has its place." Pan Junwei smiled indifferently, and his momentum dispersed.

Behind Liu Meng's heart moved, her long fluttering hair fell, and the scattered heat also extinguished, and her spread hands slowly moved back together and embraced her chest.

The initial heart is always solid...It is the Dao Xin. If you don’t appreciate this love, it is a bad human Dao Xin. Pan Junwei is gracious to him, but she cannot avenge her revenge.

I just didn’t expect that this cruel face and hideous man would have such a Dao heart...

"It's really rare that you can get the Dao heart right at this stage, but I have to remind you that the kid who turned to ashes is right. It's not a good habit to be nosy." The thin man's face There was a hint of appreciation, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. As his voice fell, the man slowly raised his left hand, palm up, and slowly opened it. A transparent mask was twisted and extended, quietly floating in his palm.

"Holy Step? Do you want me to retire?" Pan Junwei's eyes condensed, and he stared at the mask in the hands of the thin man vigilantly. The dark skin showed an indescribable luster, and his fighting spirit was rising all over his body. .

"Don't get me wrong, this is not to let you retreat, on the contrary, it is a respect for your Dao Xin. Without this, you and I can't go all out." The thin man said lightly, windy. Yun Dan's expression gradually receded, a pair of starry eyes dimmed, and a simple long knife appeared in the center of the pupils.

"Out of respect, introduce myself, Swordsman: Wu Yun." The thin man took a long breath, the shadow of the sword in his eyes became more solid, and he nodded slightly to Pan Junwei, who was also awe-inspiring, and his palm floated. The light shield opened instantly, covering half of the sky.

"Heavenly Sword Wu Yun?" Pan Junwei looked at the mask sweeping the sky in amazement, but the next moment, with a wave of his hands, an extended version of the Maxine heavy machine gun appeared in his hand with a dark face. There was an unprecedented excitement and enthusiasm.

Tiandao... Let me see how far I am from the legend...

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"Something happened." The beard who had been standing by the window like a sculpture suddenly said coldly.

"That's..." Qing Linglong in front of the computer stood up hesitantly, walked quickly to the window, looked at the sky in the distance with surprise, where a seemingly absent translucent mask was standing. Slowly propped up.

"Notify the glasses, Liu Meng is in that direction..." Beard groaned for a moment, then turned and walked towards the door.

"Liu Meng?" Qing Qiaoqiao blurted out subconsciously, quickly tapping the computer in front of him, monitoring several jumps, and locked the road like a purgatory in the world. The car was deformed, the ground was full of blood, and the scattered crowd twisted on the ground. Wailing.

"Can you see Liu Meng?" Qing Linglong quickly returned to the computer.

"No." Qing Qiaoqiao jumped to monitor several times, but could not find Liu Meng's figure.

"Already in... Where is Li Yiming?"

"Keep squatting on the side of the road."

"Go, tell the glasses, and Li Yiming will be there soon." Qing Linglong shook her arm, grabbed her coat from the chair, and followed closely behind the beard.

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"Holy Step... At this time and at this place, besides targeting yourself, there are also holy Step fighting?" Li Yiming hesitated to look into the distance, but the next moment, Li Yiming's face changed greatly because he thought of that weird phone call. .

"Damn it!" Li Yiming clenched his fists and ran wildly. While running, he took out his cell phone and dialed Saigo's phone.

"Be optimistic about Young Fiber, don't come out." With a simple and direct roar, Li Yiming threw the phone into the space ring he had just snatched, ignoring the astonishment of the pedestrians around him, and stepped over the surrounding wall. He galloped towards the place where the battle formation rose.

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"That is Tiandao? I didn't expect him to be alive." Li Huaibei quietly looked at the shield rising in the distance, his face immersed in water.

"There are more people alive, don't even you think they are just legends?" A sigh came from behind Li Huaibei, Xingjian slowly stood up from the wooden chair holding a cup of hot tea.

"For a while, I really thought that the three holy steps were the pinnacles." Li Huaibei laughed mockingly, and the hand holding the railing gradually slackened.

"The three holy ranks... compared to them, they are not farts." Xing Jian walked slowly to Li Huaibei's side, and a long gown swung lightly in the wind.

"If conditions permit, I would like to see the legendary Guiling Heavenly Sword."

"There will be a chance."

"Don't go over and take a look?" Li Huaibei released his hand on the guardrail and quietly turned his head to look at Xing Jian.

"There is nothing beautiful, the outside is more exciting than the inside." Xingjian smiled slightly, and his eyes swept across the noisy street. In her sight, the breaths approached from far and near, there is arrogance and domineering but unscrupulous, there is Depression and Yin Ren sneaked in the world, but the direction they gathered was invariably pointed to the place where the battle enchantment rose.

"Well, you came to me today, not just to watch the show with me, right?"

"What did he tell you?" Xing Jian said with a sigh, and the scene of the airport reappeared in his mind.

"He?" Li Huaibei was a little unsure.

"He found me." Xingjian muttered for a long time, then spoke softly.

Hearing this sentence, Li Huaibei was silent suddenly, and he thought of who Xing Jian was talking about.

"Tiandao, Wu Ma, Xiao Dao Tong... These legends that have disappeared for decades are reappearing in the world one by one, "Qing Jing Jing", "Hidden God Sigh Curse"... Tiandao Wanted Order... this... It’s going to change..."

"I'm different from you. I knew what I wanted from the beginning." Li Huaibei took a deep breath and looked coldly at the hazy night sky.

"So I want to talk to you. I have seen more than you, but because I have seen too many, I'm not sure what I want anymore."

"I can't help you with this." Li Huaibei turned around, avoiding the stare, walked slowly back to the rattan table on the rooftop, and gently picked up his cup.

"Will he succeed?" Xing Jian raised his head and looked at his familiar starry sky, his tone filled with confusion.

"For me, success is not important. What matters is that someone will do it." Li Huaibei said, holding up the teacup and looking up, the turbid red robe slid over the tip of his tongue, in his mouth. It has a unique mellow fragrance inside, but it is bitter but elegant.