True Martial World Chapter 505: Selection

The broken sword is old and awkward, and the rusty sword body is burning with the fire of pure sun. This pure sun flame restrains the power of evil.

Oh!

The dark boy can clearly hear the sound of his body being burned. A large hole visible to the naked eye is slowly formed on his body. A large amount of evil power is engulfed in the pure yang flame and burns. It has to be done clean.

For ... why ...

The dark boy grasped the broken sword, his face was severely distorted, and his chest was burned by the pure yang flame, which caused unbearable severe pain!

As an evil spirit, physical pain is nothing to him, but the pain from the soul will be magnified many times, making him want to collapse!

The dark-haired boy turned his head hard. His soul, like rust, was extremely difficult to turn.

"You ..."

In the increasingly obscure vision of the dark-skinned boy, he saw the boy in a blue suit holding a broken sword.

The powerful power of pure sun, coupled with the top-level body style of "Jin Wu Ran Sun", makes Yi Yun's degree burst to the extreme, and already becomes a dark and dark boy. His physical strength is not strong. , So much so that he couldn't escape Yi Yun's deadly sword!

"You ... you ... are ... how are you ... my ..."

The dark boy's difficult mouth, severe pain from the chest, and the feeling of dying, made his voice dry and weak, as if he said a few more words, he was going to collapse.

But he still has to ask this sentence, because he really died unclear. He couldn't figure it out. Yin Sha, as a soul body, could perfectly hide his whereabouts. How did Yi Yun show him and lock him in? Location?

"This is your last words, it's really boring."

Yi Yun sneered at the corner of his mouth. The sword in his hand was gently twisted, and blade edge changed from horizontal to vertical, aiming at the dark boy's head.

"Wait ... wait!"

The dark-skinned boy's mouth was full of black gas, and Yi Yun's insignificant ancient sword in his hands brought him great fear. His death was imminent, and his heart was filled with despair and unwillingness.

"Stay ... stay with me, I can ..."

Did not finish the dark boy's words, Yi Yun held the broken sword, and suddenly slashed upwards!

"Oh!"

The sword Yi Yun, starting from the dark boy's chest, splits his body along the central axis of the body, splitting his neck, chin, nose, eyebrow, and head!

"Ahhhh!"

The soul of the dark boy has a sharp and bitter cry, his body is divided into two, and a large amount of black flames are sprayed from the cut off flesh, burning wantonly.

This flame has engulfed his soul. His face is completely twisted in the flame, like burning the wraith with the flame, and the scene is terrible!

Yiyun already took a step back and looked at this scene indifferently. He opened the field of energy and locked the energy fluctuations around him. As a dark man, the dark boy certainly has energy fluctuations. Yiyun doesn't want him to do anything. , Run away under his nose.

As the flame rises, the dark boy's cry is getting smaller and smaller, and his soul energy is almost dying.

Even though this dark boy was killed, Yi Yun couldn't get up easily. He didn't know what the dark boy was. As a white woman who descended from the tower, she had many things she didn't explain before she fell asleep.

A mysterious opponent who can threaten the Empress ’s mystery, and may even take down the God Armament such as the Tower of the Fallen ... He let the woman in white, at the cost of falling asleep, use the power of the ancient Empress seal to defeat it. .

This kind of existence is obviously not comparable to the forces of the Shen Tu family.

Yi Yun felt faint in the sky and heaven, and the white woman said before she fell asleep "no time", which also made Yi Yun a little worried.

I watched the black gas scattered in Yi Yun's sky. Yi Yun thought about it, and the Faxiang totem burst out of him, Jinwu spread his wings, the flames burned, and even the black gas was burned clean together.

The dark boy revealed weirdness everywhere. Although Yi Yun stabbed him with a sword, who knows if his vitality has been completely cut off.

For the sake of insurance, he completely burned and destroyed all Evil Qi, and absorbed the remaining energy with amethyst. It is expected that even if the life form of the dark boy is strange, it will not be possible to come back to life.

After doing all this, Yi Yun fell on the ice field. Although Yi Yun is not in the realm now, but relying on the Jinwu Totem and the "Jinwu Grazing Sun" method, he uses pure yang energy to float. For him, It is not difficult.

At this time, on the ice field, Lin Xintong was covered with snow, her face was pale, like a frozen goddess.

Seeing Lin Xintong like this, Yi Yun felt a slight pain in his heart. He bent down and hugged her. Touching Lin Xintong's body, Yi Yun felt that at this moment, he seemed to be holding a piece of ice.

The temperature of Lin Xintong's body has completely passed away. already's last vitality has been deeply sealed. It is very likely that she will never wake up ...

Yi Yun, standing in a Tsing Yi, stands silent in the blizzard of the howling.

Looking at this vast world, in the snowstorm that swept across thousands of miles of ice field like a wild wave, his and Lin Xintong's figures seem infinitely small ...

A teenager, holding a girl, facing the whole world ...

At this moment, Yi Yun's heart suddenly felt a little blank, the vast snowy field, I don't know where the road is ...

Yi Yun said with emotion, martial arts soldiers practiced martial arts, which was going against the sky. In this process, I do n’t know how many dangers, loneliness, and sufferings I have to experience, so that I do n’t know how many warriors died on the martial arts road. Perhaps the root of all these motivations is simply not willing to be so small.

Vulgar people, a tiny life, will be dust after a few decades.

Thousands of years later, back in history, billions of beings, what is an ancient mortal considered?

I want to be on the same level with the world, I want to control the fate ... This is the will of the warrior.

Yi Yun scratched these thoughts in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, his already was no longer confused. He hugged Lin Xintong, facing the snow and snow, and moved forward slowly.

All the snowflakes are in front of me. I can't see the scene ahead.

Go forward or retreats, Yi Yun finally chooses to continue to trace the path that the ancient emperor has traveled!

Although Lin Xintong's situation already is very bad, Yi Yun still has a glimmer of hope in her heart. Perhaps, walking through the ice field can bring a turn for the better ...

Yi Yun wrapped him and Lin Xintong with her pure yang vitality. At the same time, Yi Yun kept injecting vitality into Lin Xintong's veins, maintaining her vitality.

The vitality of the perfect pure Yang body brings a warmth to the cold Lin Xintong, although her face is still pale, but when this pure yang power is in the dried and frozen meridians of Lin Xintong While flowing, there was a touch of vitality in the depths of her life.

Lin Xintong in a coma, her eyelashes fluttered a little ...

...... (To be continued.) 8