The Path Toward Heaven Chapter 82: Let us forget the sea

　　West Sea Sword God straightened his body in the sea, and looked at the winter retreating in the sea, his eyes indifferent.

　　This action caused blood to gush out from his body again, staining the surrounding sea water red.

　　 At this time, he was seriously injured, and his strength was far less than usual.

　　 Pei Baifa once lost to him back then, but after closing down for many years in Longevity Mountain, his realm has improved again.

　　 Although he was defeated again today, it also cost him a great price.

　　 But he knew very well that Pei Baifa was not the last resort to kill the game today.

　　 Want to kill him, Pei Baifa can't do it.

　　 This is his judgment of himself, and he believes that those who dare to set up a situation to kill him will certainly do the same.

　　 There is unimaginable confidence in this judgment.

　　 He did not suppress the injury, fell into the sea, pretending to be unconscious, just waiting for the real killer move to appear.

　　Even when Tonglu was about to take a shot, he still didn't open his eyes.

　　 He didn't expect that Tonglu hesitated, but it was such a seemingly ordinary girl who really shot.

　　 Sen's sharp sword intent, along with those **** waters leaving the body of the Sword God of West Sea, slashed towards the distance.

　　 Retreating towards the depths of the sea over the winter, gradually disappearing into the darkness.

　　 A white handkerchief appeared in her hand.

　　 there is a soft pop.

　　 A crack appeared on the handkerchief, spreading to both sides, revealing the broken section of the thread, like gold and jade.

　　This handkerchief is actually woven with extremely precious silkworm silk.

　　 Sword Intent is coming again.

　　 Another handkerchief appeared in his hand over the winter.

　　 A crack appeared in the handkerchief again, and then it fell apart.

　　 Papa Papa.

　　 There was a series of dense sounds in the sea.

　　 Dozens of handkerchiefs split and fluttered like butterflies.

　　 Nothing can stop that sword intent.

　　 My winter coat is slightly cracked.

　　 A beam of light was born, and then shattered into countless spots of light.

　　The magic weapon is also broken.

　　 Over the winter, he raised his face slightly, and a string of blood beads floated from the corner of his lips, hanging quietly in the sea.

　　 Her body was also suspended in the sea, without any movement.

　　 Her eyes are still calm, without any fear of death.

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　　 Looking at the girl in the distant sea, Xihai Sword God felt a little weird.

　　For her age, the realm is quite high, but to him, this realm is not worth mentioning.

　　 But he felt very clearly. If he was really unconscious just now, the girl's palm could definitely kill him.

　　 This has nothing to do with realm, but only with vision and experience.

　　 Whether it is breath or anything else, it shows that she is indeed very young, but he has never seen such a sophisticated or even cold shot.

　　 his gaze withdrew from the handkerchief floating in the sea, and he passed a piece of spiritual knowledge.

　　"Who are you from Shuiyue'an?"

　　 Winter did not answer this question.

The bureau designed by 　　 Tong Yan does not have her.

　　 But she knows the meaning of Tong Yan.

　　 She still came to Xihai before she recovered.

　　 Pei Baifa is not a killer move, not Tonglu, nor Su Ziye, she is.

　　 Unfortunately, she still failed to kill Jian Xilai.

　　 Now I'm taking a shot, it's really a bit reluctant.

　　 she thought to herself.

　　 Xihai Sword God did not get angry because of her silence.

　　 He turned and looked at the Qingzhou that was flying away.

　　 The whole Xihai felt his majestic spirit.

　　"This is your game, I came to the game, but you still lost."

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　　 The cyan flying boat is the magic weapon of the Xuanyin Sect. Its speed is so fast that it is now more than two hundred miles away from the Xihai Islands.

　　 But nothing can be faster than divine mind.

　　 There was suddenly thunder in the calm world.

　　 Those are the words of the Sword God Xihai.

　　 Su Ziye lowered his head and suddenly said: "No need to pretend, I have already missed over there."

　　 Pei Baifa slowly opened his eyes and said: "Even if I open my eyes, I am blind."

　　The gray sky is reflected in the gray eyes, there is no look.

　　 This sentence seems to have profound meaning, but it doesn't seem to be.

　　Su Ziye looked at him with a weird expression, and said: "He is too strong to kill."

　　 Pei Baifa said: "Yes, I told you."

　　 Su Ziye said, "But you still want to kill him."

　　 Pei Baifa said: "Someone has to kill him."

　　 Su Ziye stared into his eyes and said, "But you are going to die."

　　 "It is because I am dying."

　　 Pei Baifa paused for a moment, and said, "And I really am going to die."

　　 Su Ziye was silent for a while, then suddenly shot out like lightning.

　　 there is a soft sound.

　　His right hand is deeply inserted into Pei Baifa's chest.

　　 Almost at the same time, Pei Baifa patted it with a palm.

　　 Although he was seriously injured and dying, he is a big creature in the heavenly realm after all.

　　 This palm is like a cloud returning to the mountain, light and free, and inevitable.

　　 With a soft pop, Pei Baifa’s palm hits Su Ziye’s head.

　　The forearm of the sage leaf is covered with a layer of shallow scales, and blood flows from the scales.

　　The back of Pei Baifa's hand is full of wrinkles and white smoke is exuding.

　　 Su Ziye's face was pale, her body trembled, and she looked extremely painful, sweating like syrup.

　　 Pei Baifa looked indifferent, even looking elsewhere.

　　 "No!"

　　 There was a cry of shock from the surface of the sea.

　　 late.

　　 Su Ziye's hand was pulled out of Pei Baifa's chest, and his hand was a broken heart.

　　 Pei Baifa's hand slipped weakly, as if gently touching Su Ziye's face.

　　 Su Ziye's face is paler than before, like snow.

　　 Pei Baifa said in a weak voice: "The boat has passed away."

　　 Su Ziye whispered: "Goodbye."

　　 Pei Baifa closed his eyes and lost his breath.

　　 An angry shout came from the sea again.

　　 "I will kill you!"

　　A violent wind suddenly blows, and a magic weapon like mist and yarn falls down with moisture, covering the Qingzhou.

The Huanxi yarn of 　　 Shuiyuean.

　　 He Zhan was covered in water, and rushed over like crazy.

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　　 The departure of a great thing in the Heavenly Transcendent Realm will always make Heaven and Earth give some reaction.

　　 A cloud suddenly appeared in the blue sky.

　　In the vast world, this cloud just blocked the sun, impartial.

　　 The entire West Sea is darkened.

　　 Xihai Sword God was the first to perceive the death of Pei Baifa.

　　He was silent for a while, then waved his sleeve gently.

　　 You can’t see the flow of sea water on the bottom of the sea, but the sea water that rises from the sleeves of your clothes is actually extremely violent.

　　 is like this sword of his. It is extremely casual and invisible, but it is terrifying.

　　 can't avoid this sword during the winter, let alone leave.

　　 is dead, and she should be dead too.

　　 Xihai Sword God knew that this extraordinary girl must have her own story, but he didn't want to hear it.

　　 know that it is often a cause and effect.

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　　 The sword light fell.

　　 sea water separates.

　　 is empty.

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　　 cut the air with one sword.

　　 disappeared from the same place over the winter.

It was hundreds of feet away when 　　 reappeared.

　　 Xihai Sword God looked at that place slightly differently.

　　 The sea water there is densely covered with bubbles, and the picture is a little fuzzy.

　　 But he could see clearly that it was a young man who ran away with him for the winter.

　　 was just a little startled, and the young man took him to a farther place over the winter, his body erratic and unspeakable, like a ghost.

　　 Xihai Sword God came through the sea and into the air.

　　 He looked at the sea, his gaze faded away, and then he took out his sword again.

　　The sword intent is enveloping the sea.

　　 Countless blood and water shot from the surface of his body like sharp arrows.

　　 A cold sword light fell more than ten miles away, quietly.

　　 He ignored the situation, turned and looked at the Qingzhou dozens of miles away, waved his right hand, and another sword light slashed past.

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　　The magic weapon, like mist and yarn, tightly bound Qingzhou so that it could not leave.

　　 He Zhan, like crazy, rushed to Su Ziye.

　　Su Ziye glanced at him, turned around and left.

　　 There is a green leaf in the Huanxi yarn.

　　He touched the yarn and hugged Pei Baifa's body that had fallen from the air.

　　 The body in his arms has no temperature, and the blood hole in the old man's chest is so shocking.

　　He Zhan's face was pale and desolate. He didn't even notice the sword light coming from the distant sea. He was dying just as he saw it.

　　 A wave formed on the surface of the sea.

　　 Gu Qing walked out with his sword and stood in front of He Zhan.

　　How can he block the sword of Xihai Sword God with his current realm?

　　 In a flash of light, he remembered the words that Master had confessed to him before he left.

　　 "If you have a problem, throw the cat."

　　 Gu Qing did not hesitate, and threw the white cat in his arms towards the sword light.

　　 The white cat flew up in the sky, stretched out its limbs, and its long hair fluttered in the wind.

　　 sword light came, as if lightning was born on the sea.

　　 The white cat let out a scream, and the wind and clouds around her body met, blocking the sword light!

　　 There was a loud bang, and countless huge waves, like mountains, lay across the sea.

　　 Where did Gu Qing dare to hesitate, he used the Huanxi sarong to hold He Zhan, and walked hurriedly toward the east with his sword.

　　 I don't know when, the white cat has returned to Gu Qing's arms.

　　 It lowered its head and licked its right front paw, with blood stains between its fingers.

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　　The huge mountain-like waves fell into the sea, splashing countless water like rainstorms.

　　 When the heavy rain fell, Su Ziye turned around, blankly watching Gu Qing taking He Zhan away.

　　He Zhan was dragged in that net, looking like a pig being dragged to the slaughterhouse, rubbing against the sea from time to time, bringing up waves of waves.

　　 Seeing this scene, Su Ziye suddenly smiled.

　　It didn't take long for him to return to the place where everyone from the Xihai Sword Sect was.

　　"Fortunately, Pei Baifa is dead."

　　 he said, looking at the tall figure in the sky.

　　 It turns out that he has already betrayed.

　　Sihai Sword God knows this killing game, how could he be killed?

　　 Tonglu took a mouthful of phlegm on his face.

　　 Su Ziye could avoid it, but he didn't. He stood there quietly.

　　 There was a soft pop, and the phlegm fell on his green face, which made him look pale and greasy and nauseous.

　　"You are just a pile of purulent sputum, green and smelly."

　　 Tonglu stared into his eyes and said.

　　 Su Ziye did not excuse, and remained silent.

　　 Xihai Sword God looked at Tonglu expressionlessly and said, "Then what are you?"

　　 Tonglu was silent for a long time and said: "Master, I hope you are perfect."

　　 Xihai Sword God said: "No one is perfect except the dead."

　　 Tonglu said: "Although the disciple does not mean that, but this sentence also makes sense."

　　 After saying this, Siren Feijian left his feet.

　　He fell from the sky.

　　 A sword light flashed.

　　 Xilian Feijian brushed his throat, bringing out a blood line.

　　 Tonglu's body fell on the sea.

　　 was shocked.

　　His head and body gradually separated.

　　 gradually separated on the sea.

　　 gradually sinking.

　　 Xihai Sword God was silent for a while, and said: "You didn't hide, it means you are guilty. That's good."

　　 He said it while looking at Su Ziye.

　　 But whether it was Su Ziye himself or the Xihai Sword Sect disciples around him, they all felt that this sentence was addressed to Tonglu.

　　 The sea is very quiet, and the waves are slightly inaudible.

　　 Su Ziye asked: "Who was the one who appeared later?"

　　"It's from Qingshan."

　　 The voice of the Sword God Xihai has no emotion.

　　 Su Ziye raised her eyebrows slightly. There is no Qingshan disciple in this bureau designed by Tong Yan. Could it be that she invited it over for the winter?

　　 Xihai Sword God looked at the sea dozens of miles away.

　　The person's body is so fast, I don't know which peak of the Qingshan Sect is the elder, but since he was hit by a sword, he will definitely die.

　　 Except for Liu Ci and Yuan Qijing, Qingshan Jiufeng has no meaning to him.

　　 just who was the one who blocked his sword last?

　　 He should use his divine sense to determine the situation there, but today he was injured too badly by Pei Baifa, and... he was a little tired.

　　 Xihai Sword God turned and flew towards the archipelago.

　　Su Ziye looked at his back, suddenly felt that this peerless and powerful man seemed a bit older.

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　　Occasionally, there are dead fish floating on the surface of the sea, but the number is small, causing a few birds to fall and peck.

　　Some dead fish were washed onto the beach by the waves.

　　 There are dead birds, broken wood and white foam on the beach, exuding an unpleasant smell.

　　 The waves receded, and two people hugging each other appeared on the beach.

　　 Jing Jiu lay on the ground, lying in his arms during the winter.

　　The sea water dripped from the wet hair and landed on Jing Jiu's face, causing him to wake up.

　　 Jing Jiu looked at her face and found that he still couldn't see any familiar places.

　　 I'm looking at his face during the winter.

　　 Jing Jiu's face is beautiful.

　　 is so close to each other, even in this situation, she should be a little bit shy to be another girl, but she doesn't feel anything.

　　 "When are you going to lie down?"

　　 Jing Jiu said: "It should be a long time."

　　 Then she knew that he was injured and could not get up.

　　 The sound of the waves drifted away.

　　 turned out of his arms over the winter, but this simple action used all her energy.

　　 Her eyes fell on Jing Jiu's body, only to realize that his injury was heavier than expected.

　　 Jing Jiu's body was almost severed, only the vertebrae are still connected.

　　 There is a huge gap around his waist~IndoMTL.com~ If you look down from above, you can even see the sand under him.

　　 The picture is very bloody, but there is actually no blood.

　　 The blood has long been washed away by the sea, and the broken muscles and internal organs have been washed and turned white. It looks very smooth, without any impurities or dirt.

　　 looks slightly different over the winter.

　　 It wasn't because Jing Jiu was so badly injured and still alive, and he didn't cry out because of pain.

　　, it’s not because the sword of Xihai Sword God is so powerful that the sword separated by more than ten miles.

　　 "The first time I saw someone whose organs would be as clean as you," she said.

　　 Jing Jiu asked: "Have you seen many people's organs?"

　　 said over the winter: "No one sees more than me."

　　 Jing Jiu thought, this is a matter of course.

　　 the flames continue for three months.

　　 Tens of thousands died at your hands.

　　 This kind of picture is naturally you see the most.

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　　 (This sea is the sea opposite Kamakura High School Station. This person is her. Chapter name: Let’s forget the sea, it’s a lyrics.)

　　

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