Realms In The Firmament

In the wind of the three people desperately strangled, an arm flew away from the body, a personal head slid flying in the air, on the ground, without the head of the neck screaming and rushing out of the blood, stunned to the ground .

However, the three people of Feng Ling, even though they have killed countless enemies, still have to add dozens of scars.

Turning this street, you can get close to a forest not far from the front.

At this time, although I knew that the other side was an illusion, Bing Xinyue was still sweating in the palm of his hand, and silently shouted at the bottom of his heart: "Come faster and faster. Turning over, as long as you enter the woods, it is safe..."

Finally, the wind is stunned, and the whole person flies up without warning. It is like a black arrow, flying lightning toward the corner, as long as it passes, it is the woods, escape. Opportunities are bound to increase.

However, it is at this time.

An indescribable feeling of threat suddenly enveloped the heart of Bing Xinyue.

She suddenly looked up and was shocked to see that in a few dozen feet, there was a black man, a group of tall and straight, like a mountain, standing firmly on the highest roof, with a sword in his hand, shining with brilliance

This sword flows through the brilliance, and it is brilliant and splendid, even obscuring the sun in the sky.

And at the moment when Bing Xinyue noticed the black man, the sword has already flown out of the meteor.

This sword is fast, it has been more time, the more space

Ignore time and space, kill a sword

Yao Shiguanghua has just been shining, but it has already roared out

At the moment, the body of Feng Ling has already reached the highest point, and the degree has reached its own limit. As long as it falls, it can be turned over and sneaked into the woods without a blink of an eye.

However, at this moment, the sword screamed like a meteor flying, and it was infiltrated from the back of the wind.

I didn’t stop at all, I flew out from my chest.

Transparent before and after

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Bing Xinyue was shocked to see this scene. In a flash, he felt that the liver and gallbladder were cracked.

In the air.

The body of the wind that was pierced by a sword suddenly stopped casting.

The thin body was so set in the air, he looked down and looked at his chest that was already transparent.

His face is still calm and calm, his eyes are still indifferent, calm, and always see no horror.

It seems that even life and death are nothing like

Looking at the big hole in his chest, there was a weird smile on the face of Feng Ling. He seemed to sigh softly, and there was a kind of extreme fatigue and loneliness on his face.

He still has nothing to say.

Just raised his head so quietly, leaning up slightly, looking up at the sky.

The face is still calm and proud.

There are already some scattered eyes, still full of arrogance and loneliness.

He stood in the air like this, slightly looking up, staring into the distance, the indifference and calmness in his eyes, and the pride and fortitude on his face seemed to merge into one sentence.

"In this world, only others are sorry for me, and I am sorry for others. This is me, the greatest pride."

"When others are in trouble, I tried my best to help my country when I was in distress. I also tried my best. Although I am now in this situation, no one is willing to stand up and help me, but I have no worries."

This sentence, he did not really say it.

But his pride, his kind of almost arrogant arrogance, but these words, all the best expressed.

At the moment, the heart of Bing Xinyue completely stopped beating.

Open your mouth and look at the figure in the air.

at last……

The figure of Feng Ling can no longer maintain the posture of standing in the air, although he still maintains a standing position, but the whole person falls straight down.

Like a broken kite.

His black was blown up by the wind at this moment, and he flew in a mess, but even when he was falling, he still looked up and still kept the contempt of the world.

However, at the moment, in the eyes of Bing Xinyue, there is only one remaining stun.

There are countless black-handed killers in all directions, and the swords are shining and the swords are smashing. They are fierce and sinister, and they have rushed toward the body that has fallen from the wind.

The shine of the sword maps the sun's rays of the sky.

When the embarrassing fall, it is obvious that the wind will be separated.

The figure that has lost its resistance, even... has lost its vitality, falling silently, proudly falling down, not flashing.

"Do not"

Bing Xinyue can no longer bear it, no longer paying attention to whether this is an illusion, no longer thinking about the irrationality of this, no longer maintaining the rationality to find the loopholes in this place, she screams with a **** heart, like a body Changhong continued to rush from the high-altitude meteor and turned into a lightning bolt.

Rushing toward the body surrounded by the sword

The most painful rush to her heart.

She felt that her heart had split into thousands of pieces at this moment. It is an unforgettable pain that will never be forgotten.

"You all **** it"

She rushed in and hugged the figure.

That face is still arrogant

There is still temperature in the body.

However, people have no breath, and the only body temperature has gradually disappeared.

Only the eyes are still cold and cold, squinting, looking at the front, calm.

At this moment, Bing Xinyue feels that he suddenly collapsed.

She trembled and looked at her own hand, hating why she didn't shoot earlier, but now she was white, her hands were full of blood, the blood of the wind

Bing Xinyue sighs and screams, suddenly brushing a sword, without a word, red eyes rushed into the black killer crowd: "You all have to die to die and die"

She was unaware that at this moment, she had already burst out of her own ultimate power. With the degree of such a low-level plane, such as Hanyang 6th, how could she withstand her ultimate power, this plane did not collapse.

Unfortunately, she is now completely immersed in the infinite sorrow of losing the wind.

Ice on the top of the mountain.

The nephew and Xiuer gently sighed with relief, and the two hands waved, and the colorful glow suddenly disappeared.

In the hands of the nephew, it is still the picture.

She was gently licked in her hand, a thin scroll.

It turned out that from the very beginning, it was not Yuxiu and two people, disappeared in front of Bing Xinyue, or it should be said that at least not as seen in Bing Xinyue, but Bing Xinyue disappeared and was included in the scroll.

What kind of treasure is this, and it is possible to forcibly store between the fingers and the like, and it is so sharp that it is so sharp.

"Finally, it became." The nephew whispered: "This woman... Hey."