Dan Emperor Sword Emperor

Chapter 243 I am willing to die

At this moment, the world is silent.

The Crimson Moon Demon Sect's hard-working plan to kill was unintentionally broken by the abyss killing god summoned by Qin Yu.

At this moment, only Bai Hong, the son of the Red Moon Sect, and Zhou Motian, the leader of the Red Moon Sect, are left in the White Bone Palace.

Bai Hong, as the Holy Son of the Chiyue Sect, was young but possessed the strength of the Third Realm of Earth Venerable. And Zhou Motian is even more powerful, and has the absolute combat power of the fourth realm of Earth Venerable.

"Li Changsheng, are you really going to draw your sword? Even if you kill me, you won't be able to save the fate of the land of emptiness!"

After calming down, Zhou Motian said, laughed wantonly, and rose into the air, with a mighty nine-fold power, suppressing everyone!

"Everyone died one after another, but only the old man survived! Because, they need my sword to take your head!"

When the words fell, Li Changsheng slowly drew his sword, and with a clanging sound, the green sword body burst into aurora!

Before the blue sea sword came out, the sound of the sword vibrated from the heavens and the earth, and there were thousands of sword lights traversing the void from time to time!

hum!

The blue sea swords were all out, the nine-epee swords were powerful, and the endless sword spirits chanted in the void, causing Bai Hong and Zhou Motian to be heartbroken.

Swish!

The blue sea sword is facing forward, and the great power of heaven and earth is coming!

Boom!

The world is shaken, and the blue sea is tidal!

At this moment, Li Changsheng, the wine sword immortal, drew his sword again after a hundred years, and the sword of longevity frightened the strong enemy, but in an instant, his black hair turned into white frost and snow.

Bai Hong was silent, standing with his hands behind his back, only Zhou Motian strode forward and shouted loudly: "Li Changsheng! You only have two forms of the sword of longevity left! However, with only two forms, you can only kill one person! You two! Lost!"

lost!

lost!

The echo of the shock spreads everywhere!

"Hey! It has to be reincarnated and rebuilt again!" Qin Huanyu, who sighed, walked out slowly, with an unhappy look on his face, his unparalleled fighting spirit soared, and he sang, "Please protect me!"

Between the heavens and the earth, the sound of war rises, and the mountains and rivers shake!

The roar of the 550,000 army is endless!

"I am willing to fight to the death!"

"I am willing to fight to the death!"

550,000 battle voices rushing to the sky, the sound is like thunder, shaking the world!

"I am willing to fight to the death!"

At this moment, the sound of killing in heaven and earth is uneven!

At this moment, Wan Jun's murderous aura spreads thousands of miles!

this moment!

This is the moment!

The army of 550,000 warriors in the Taixu Land generously died!

The 550,000 rainbows that covered the sky and the sun shot straight into the sky, as if even the sky had been suppressed!

550,000 cold beams shot straight towards the White Bone Palace!

Li Changsheng's longevity sword alone made Zhou Motian's breathing stagnate, and the sight of the 550,000 warrior army rushing and killing suddenly made Zhou Motian extremely dignified!

Chiyue Sect's holy son Bai Hong's face is mad, and the light of blood pupils fills the sky!

"This Holy Son can resist the 550,000 army for a quarter of an hour!"

After saying that, Bai Hong took a hold of the sky, pulled out a blood flag that covered the sky, swayed the sky nine times, cut out the surging waves of the sea of ​​blood, and faced the army of 550,000 warriors alone!

The blood flag covering the sky swept across the army of warriors, and the blood sea of ​​heaven and earth hung down like a waterfall, swallowing all living beings!

On the other hand, Qin Huanyu looked solemn and holy, his fighting body was brilliant, and he sang a sad song. During the long chant, the heroic spirits emerged, and he chanted in unison:

"The four seas are the emperor's wind quilt, and the water is clear for thousands of years. There is no need to wear the military clothes. Today's success."

The ancient heroic spirits gathered together, the sound shook the sky, and the endless void was filled with murderous aura!

The holy son Bai Hong was no longer calm, waved the blood flag covering the sky, killed tens of thousands of warriors, and killed Qin Huanyu forcefully!

"war!"

"war!"

Dao Dao battle sounds rise with the silhouette of the martial artist who exploded with light!

The roars resounded in all directions!

"May I die!"

"May I die!"

boom!

Boom!

"Li Changsheng, you and I will fight in the void!"

As soon as Zhou Motian's voice fell, his aura changed drastically. A strong bloody aura filled the void, and the formation of troops would condense into bloody soldiers!

Li Changsheng was holding a green gourd in his left hand, a sword in his right hand, his long clothes fluttering, and the sound of the blue sea all over his body, stepping into the void!

"Accept!"

In the void, ten thousand blood soldiers vacated the sky, with invincible power, killing Li Changsheng!

Seeing this, Li Changsheng did not panic or panic, the long sword in his hand was shining like a dazzling sun, but it was biting to the bone, causing thousands of bloody soldiers to fall apart!

The light of the blue sea sword shines on the void!

As Zhou Motian frowned, there was Li Changsheng's faint sword singing!

"The last form of the Longevity Sword Art! Don't leave!"

As soon as these words came out, the Bihai Sword split inch by inch, turned into an endless sword glow, and slashed into the void!

The sword light whistled, with an invincible potential, and instantly pierced through Zhou Motian's body!

"There is one more move!" Zhou Motian remained motionless, allowing the blood to flow, his voice was like a curse, and he quietly recited: "The promise of the blood moon, the red moon is boundless, the twins are deadly, the ghosts are twins!"

Boom!

I saw that Zhou Motian summoned the White Bone Palace, the phantom of the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​​​blood surfaced, and the endless blood lights gathered in his body like starlight, bursting out the tyrannical power of blood evil.

"I underestimate him! But, I still have to die!"

Li Changsheng's Longevity Sword Art seemed to have exhausted all the vitality of his body, and his breath was weak, but his eyes were shining with aurora, and he smiled.

"Bihai Chaosheng decides!"

I saw that Li Changsheng squeezed the green gourd, and a monstrous torrent traversed the void and spread!

The surging meaning of destruction swept everywhere, destroying everything!

The torrent surged past, and the void exploded, directly swallowing Zhou Motian and turning it into blood!

Terrible!

"Cough cough... Look at you!"

With a light cough, Li Changsheng's flesh and blood began to disappear, gradually turning into withered bones, and his body died.

"It's a pity... Wine Sword Immortal Li Changsheng, you killed the wrong person! If you killed the Holy Son Bai Hong, you might be able to take one away!"

A long sigh came out!

The Palace of Bones is back!

The bones turned into smoke and dust and began to condense. When the Palace of White Bone completely disappeared, Zhou Motian's figure appeared.

"It's a pity! It's a pity for my avatar!"

Boom!

The outside war is fierce!

The sea of ​​blood is boundless in the sky, and the surging blood waves will besiege the remaining 390,000 troops!

The army of the three dynasties, who fought to the end, roared angrily and looked up at the bloody holy son Bai Hong!

The blood flag that covered the sky turned the world upside down, and the powerful breath kept killing the three dynasties army!

The blood boils the sea, and the majestic blood waves are frantically boiling!

The army of 390,000 swears to die, guarding Qin Huanyu, who calls out the Holy Spirit, with his life!

"A bunch of stupid guys!"

Bai Hong was furious, looking down coldly, shaking the blood flag covering the sky frantically, setting off a surging wave, devouring the vitality of the army of the three dynasties!

Qin Huanyu turned a deaf ear, still singing the battle song, the heroic spirits roared, and the situation changed!

Suddenly, Qin Huanyu's eyes shone with aurora, and he shouted: "I also ask you heroic spirits to help me come!"

Boom!

A terrifying holy light that broke out from the endless void suddenly descended!

Disperse the surrounding blood, turning it into a rain of blood flying everywhere!

The sudden change made Saint Son Bai Hong terrified, a little timid, and even wanted to run away!

I saw that in the void, a holy spirit wearing a divine armor was submerged into Qin Huanyu's unparalleled battle body!

But, the most shocking thing is!

That Holy Spirit is what Qin Huanyu looks like!

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