Jiuzun asked

boom!

Mojun Nanzhu watched helplessly as Xiao Qishan was hit by the thunderstorm and fell on him, the red blood in his eyes hadn't disappeared yet.

"If I die, let them live."

"It turns out that you have never believed me." Mo Jun Nanzhu murmured, put him on his shoulders, and said, "You can only die if I let you die."

With one hand tearing apart the sky-swallowing wind and thunder array, the demon lord Nanzhu rose into the air, and he was long gone.

Tang Shaoshui looked at the tricks of Demon Lord Nanzhu, and said regardless of Xia Jinbai's face, "Tianwu is really going to die."

Of the 37 people from poor families, three or five survived.

"Save them all." Tang Shuishui dropped these words and returned to the house.

Xia Jinbai looked at the corpse under the storm of Tuntian wind and thunder, with his hands behind his back, there was an inch of light in his eyes.

Last night, Shangjing was in chaos, but Xiao Qishan's three strategies were very effective.

But Shangjing is still Yi Mubai in charge, and the demon lord Nanzhu has already made preparations for a strong attack.

"Xuan doctor." Demon Lord Nan Zhu said, looking at Xiao Qishan who was pale.

"Do you really think that I am using you or threatening you with the lives of Yangrou and Xiao's family? I value you from the bottom of my heart. Just because someone once told me that whoever wins Xiao Qilang wins the world." Demon Lord Nanzhu murmured, no matter whether Xiao Qishan could hear it or not.

"Your Majesty, a woman surnamed Wu asked to see her, she said she could heal King Xiao's injury." A magic guard said.

Demon Lord Nanzhu opened the curtain and looked at the woman standing in front of the tent.

The woman nodded, her appearance was only about 20 years old, she was in her best years.

"You..." The Demon Lord looked at the woman with surprise in his heart.

"I'm asking about my old friend in Shangjing, Wu Jinxuan from Chuyun Taoist Academy. I heard that Uncle Xiao was seriously injured, so I came here to treat him." The woman said with a calm expression on her face.

"Enter."

Demon Lord Nanzhu lifted the curtain and let Wu Jinxuan enter the army tent.

Wu Jinxuan looked at Xiao Qishan's expression, and said, "Lei'e's disease, the heart is damaged."

After she finished speaking, she took out a pale white pill and put it into Xiao Qishan's mouth, only to see Xiao Qishan's face turned three points rosy.

Wu Jinxuan sacrificed the alchemy furnace, opened the cauldron, and quenched the medicine...

"If you are not cured, you will be buried with King Xiao." Demon Lord Nan Zhu said, turned around and left the handsome tent.

Wu Jinxuan turned a deaf ear to the devil's words, and her eyes were like well water, not a single wave appeared.

"Report."

The demon guard shouted loudly, but was stared at by the demon king.

"Say."

"Tianwu launched an offensive at the west gate of Shangjing."

"If you die, I will let everyone in Shangjing be buried with you."

After finishing speaking, the Demon Lord stepped out of the military tent and shouted: "In one day, take down Shangjing."

"Yes."

Shangjing's Ximen has been fighting fiercely for two hours, corpses are everywhere, and Shangjing's Ximen is very close at hand.

"Sura." The Demon Lord shouted.

"Cut off his head." Demon Lord Nan Zhudao pointed at Helan Baidi.

The man named Shura, holding a narrow long knife, rushed to Helan Baidi's body.

There was another drumbeat, and I saw Wang Zhuoer wearing a red shirt, standing in front of the drum in Shangjing City, swinging the drum hammer, and the mountains and rivers were shaken.

Last night, Xiao Wendao and Xiao Kongqing who were in the Danqing Building did not sleep all night.

Yi Mubai planted another three sticks of incense in front of Xiao Tianyue's tomb, and said, "Brother, I was ashamed of you back then. Now, it's repayment. I will end my relationship in this life, and I don't want to see you again in the next life. Brother Yu doesn't owe you any more. I'm going to repay the one person I owe in this life, and I owe her, and I will pay with my life."

The entanglement between Xiao Tianyue and Yi Mubai's three generations ended in Danqing Tower.

He was wearing an ordinary green shirt, and his sword was still a nameless sword.

Yi Mubai stepped onto the black donkey general, the black donkey also had the head of a donkey proud of the sky, and swayed the tail of the donkey towards the north gate of Shangjing.

The people in Shangjing all looked at Yi Mubai riding a donkey and standing in front of thousands of troops.

"Nan Zhu." Yi Mubai called out loudly.

"Mubai." The Demon Lord responded with a voice.

The two are like old friends, old friends who can drink a glass of dirty wine until dawn, and have a long talk.

"Qishan, do the three schemes count?" Yi Mubai asked.

"It doesn't count. If he dies, I will let all Shang Jing's people be buried with him." The Demon King stood with a broad knife in his hand.

"Qishan hates unbelievers the most, so it's better to count." Yi Mubai said, and got off the back of the black donkey.

"If you don't count, you have to look at the alchemy of the girl surnamed Wu."

"Ha, then let's fight."

Yi Mubai held the Wuming sword, and when he rose into the air, the sword energy was overwhelming.

"Dragon roaming the world."

The Demon Lord raised the broad sword, and the light of the sword cut through the sky, destroying the dead.

And the sound of war drums on the city wall hit everyone's heart one after another, like thunder.

Yi Mubai folded his body and slashed, his sword struck the demon king's blade, and the golden inscription made a big splash.

The two of them are like two beams of brilliance, their sword energy is like arcs, they are fighting in the sky, few people can see their appearance clearly.

It happened that Xiao Wenwen could clearly see the fighting between the two of them. Demon Lord Nanzhu had no less than dozens of scars on his body, and Yi Mubai's injury on his left shoulder was already deep into the bones.

The two fought for [-] rounds, and stood still in the sky above the sky.

Devil Lord Nan Zhu's whole body was stained with blood, and Yi Mubai's fingertips were also dripping with blood. The two of them fought like wind and thunder within half an hour.

"It's broken." Xiao asked loudly.

Xiao Kongqing didn't understand what it meant, and looked at the two afterimages on the sky, but didn't see any abnormalities.

"Grandpa Yi gave up Danying, there is no way out." Xiao Wendao said, but Wendao sword was held in the palm of his hand.

The demon king Nanzhu looked at Yi Mubai's Danying, and retreated a hundred feet, and Yi Mubai raised his sword again, stabbing the demon king's forehead with his sword.

The tip of the sword was stained with blood, and he would never die.

"What a sword baby."

Demon Lord Nanzhu called out, letting the blood between his brows turn over the bridge of his nose, and swiped his knife.

When the light of the knife swept up, all the light clouds in the sky were swept away, and the knife cut on Yi Mubai's chest, his blue shirt was stained with blood.

Boom boom boom!

With the war drum accompanied by Dong Lei, Yi Mubai held his sword and raised his head, his pupils were blood-colored, exuding an unusual aura.

"Splitting the Sky Demon Slayer."

The demon king Nanzhu looked at Yi Mubai's pupils, and understood that Yi Mubai fights by "becoming a demon".

"You become a demon, I will transform into a demon."

Yi Mubai's whole body is full of fighting spirit, if others don't know, they will think that Yi Mubai is from the Snow Nation Demon Clan.

His pupils are like blood beads, his body is like a crow's feathers, Yi Mubai's body is half a foot taller.

And when the demon lord Nanzhu raised his head and stood up, white wings appeared behind him, which were the crane feathers of the Dugu clan, the emperor of the demon kingdom.

People cultivate demons and demonize demons.

The people in Shangjing City and the soldiers fighting between the two armies looked at the peak powerhouses of the human and devil races.

There is also the sound of war drums in the ear.

Yi Mubai's body was like a black dragon, wrapped in black smoke, and the Wuming sword was also like black jade, tainted with devilish energy.

"Roar."

His body was like a potential dragon, his blood pupils glowed with a strange color, and he slashed at the demon lord Nanzhu like a madman.

Demon Lord Nanzhu's body was like a sparrow, he was criss-crossed by Yi Mubai's sword energy, and he was inadvertently stained with blood.

Suddenly, a flash of light was held in the palm of the hand of the Demon Lord Nan Zhu.

The pupil of the god of the realm!

Xiao Wenwen looked at what the Demon Lord was holding in his hand, and knew that it was the pupil of the Realm God brought out from the colorless secret realm.

"what."

With a loud cry that resounded above Shang Jing's sky, Demon Lord Nan Zhu put the pupil of the Realm God into his right eye.

The blood from the right eye spread around the eye socket, but the corner of Demon Lord Nanzhu's mouth was sneering.

"I see everything about you."

The enchanted Yi Mubai's eyes were even more blood-colored, and his sword energy was like a tsunami, which never stopped.

But Xiao Wenwen could still see that Yi Mubai's fingertips were trembling, that the human race's obsession was only waiting for the oil to run out and the lamp to dry up.

Woohoo!

Yi Mubai whimpered like a cold wind, and the devilish energy on the Wuming Sword also subsided.

"Can't hold it any longer?" Demon Lord Nan Zhu said.

The figure turned into a speck of light, lingering around Yi Mubai's body, the light was so weak that he could see blood with a knife.

I don't know how many times the demon slashed, and Lingkong stood in front of Yi Mubai.

Yi Mubai saw a line of blood and tears dripping from his blood pupils, looking at the man beating the drum on the city wall.

The drum beat loudly, but the sound was like weeping blood.

Wang Zhuoer smiled and looked at Yi Mubai who was in the air. She saw Yi Mubai's blood and tears dripping on his toes.

That drop of blood and tears pierced through the clouds and fell on the ground like a red plum in the snow.

The devilish energy around Yi Mubai gradually faded, and he held the Wuming Sword above his head.

"Chicken pecks bugs."

There are not many people in the world who have seen this kind of sword move.

This is the swordsmanship created by the humble "Five Birds Daoist Academy" back then.That was also the first swordsmanship that Yi Mubai handed over to Wang Zhuoer himself, and Wang Zhuoer's virgin fragrance from back then still lingered on the tip of his nose.

It was a faint scent of roses, and the first thing she said was "Senior brother, you like such a drow".

In an instant, Yi Mubai let go of the Wuming Sword like a fallen leaf.

"Hold your breath like a full bow, stretch your whole body straight, don't be distracted."

At that time, he was still like a green young man, foolishly tight.With a sullen face, he said: "Cultivating the Tao is the ability to settle down and live, so don't be distracted."

One reprimanded with sullen face, while the other listened obediently with a nod.

Some people say that when a person is about to die, he will recall his life again in his mind.

Yi Mubai who fell on the ground looked at Wang Zhuoer who jumped off the city wall.I was thinking in my heart, I don't know if she has thought about her life, and I don't know if she still hates herself.

When Wang Zhuoer jumped off the city wall, he killed himself with a short dagger, like a sleeping blood rose, and fell under Shangjing's city wall.

The ground she wanted to leave all her life was finally half a foot away when she died.

One piece of elegy, two pieces of the past.

There were tears in the donkey eyes of the black donkey general, and he pulled Wang Zhuoer's body with his mouth and placed it beside Yi Mubai.

It kneels on all fours.

It, with one breath, turns white.

The moment the black donkey general knelt down, his hair turned white, and he lay beside his master forever.

Only then did Xiao Wenwen understand in his heart that the "Great General" would never serve him as master.

Because, in the heart of the "General", only Yi Mubai is its master.

It is the owner who is placed in its heart and will accompany it for a lifetime!

It is willing to travel thousands of miles for its master, and is also willing to be trapped in a foreign country, but its last wish is to die by the master's side.

A pair of people, a donkey, the past has also disappeared.

I only heard someone singing Shang Jing's nursery rhyme, and no one slept alone anymore.

I took off a flower drum and wrapped it around my ear.

You gather around the stove, waiting for the pot to come out.

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But when the war is raging, I also hold back my tears and pretend not to look at you in shame.

But who knows, that will be your last side.

Love, only when you leave this world, is it a good time to have a lover...

"Retreat." The demon lord called out, and asked Jin Gesheng to bid them farewell!