Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

If both parties could sit down and negotiate compensation, it wouldn't be called hatred.

Hatred is when I see you and have only one thought, kill you or be killed by you.

Haoxing Tanlong teamed up with people from Tiandu and was about to go to the Golden Villa to ambush Lord Gui Qi. Halfway through, he was blocked by an old enemy.

Thunder shook the sky, and the swords froze the fields. The Lord Tianzhi struck at Haoxing Tanlong with his sword.

"Wind and Thunder Whirlwind!"

With the blazing thunder knife in hand, Lord Tianzhi is a hundred times more confident.

Seeing Tianzhi's main attack coming, Haoxing Tanlong hesitated for a moment, and he chose to retreat quickly, the sword energy passing in front of his nose.

Lord Tianwei was unyielding when he gained the upper hand, his sword light became even crazier and his attack became more intense. Thunder and lightning appeared all around, wanting to immediately split the enemy into two pieces.

Facing the crazy attack, Haoxing Tanlong dodged calmly, neither using the Seven Tribulations of the Illusionary World nor pulling out the Sanheng Zhaoshi behind him.

"Master Tianwei, I will explain the grievances between Kua Huan and the elves to you, but I have something important to do today, so please give way."

"It's impossible, blood and thunder will kill!"

The purple thunder turned into blood, the sword light aroused the evil spirit, hatred and anger twisted on the face of Lord Tianzhi, and there was only crazy killing intent in his eyes.

"kill!"

Giving in had no effect. Haoxing Tanlong was unable to dodge, and a long wound was pulled out of his arm.

With the same madness and the same angry killing, the God of War Ni rushed towards the Hatred Peak.

"The beast destroys the seven wastelands, die!"

A heavy punch with primitive wildness, like a beast that became more ferocious after being injured, hit Hen Wufeng's face desperately.

Henwu Feng dodged sideways, and the beast's fist hit the ground, bringing up strong wind and sand.

Immediately, the God of War Ni rushed in front of Henwu Feng and punched him again.

Hen Wufeng punched to resist, but felt a numbness in his arm. In terms of physical strength, he was indeed not as good as the Beast King.

Bang bang bang!
After a series of punches, Henwu Feng was like a wooden stake being beaten, his feet were smashed deep into the ground, and a mouthful of vermilion vomited out from the corner of his mouth.

"Dafeng, be careful!"

Before Xiao Liuguang could join the battle group, he suddenly saw snowflakes flying, and Huang Yaoxue came coldly: "Swordsman, your opponent is me."

White light rises, frost arrives, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

"Hide your sword in the snow, master!"

Xiao Liuguang did not dare to underestimate the enemy in front of him, he split his shadow and cut out a piece of starlight.

"Silver light shuttle!"

"Floating Dream Shadow!"

Snow knives, flying snow, endless.

Shadow blade, floating shadow, like a dream.

Different from the tyranny of Lord Tianwei and the ferocity of War God Ni, the swords of both of them are light and fast, as thin as cicada wings, as fast as meteors, and life and death are only a matter of millimeters.

Shaohao quietly watched the three groups of battles, and soon saw the strange scene on the field, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

He neither knew the three people who blocked the road nor knew the grudges between these people, but with the reservations of Haoxing Tanlong and Henwufeng, they would be completely defeated within ten moves.

"stop!"

Suddenly, two black scythes appeared silently, and then slashed down silently, passing through the six people in a strange line, forming a huge cross.

The vision of the six people in the battle was darkened, as if an icy wind blew across their cheeks, and the surroundings turned into a black and white and dead world.

"I am the god of the Kingdom of Death. I have no control over your grudges, but not today."

After Shaohao finished speaking, he put away the sickle, and the world returned to its original appearance of green mountains and green waters, except for two deep cracks in the ground.

The six of them seemed to be in a dream or awake.

Lord Tianwei was the first to react: "God of the Kingdom of Death? Are you Luo Hou's adopted son?"

"Of course."

The scene where Ni Shenyang was defeated by Luo Hou was still fresh in Tian Zhizhu's memory.

She suppressed the madness of revenge and said fiercely: "Father of fantasy, you will not have such good luck next time!"

Hearing Luo Hou, Huang Yaoxue's eyes flashed, but without saying much, she retreated with Lord Tianzhi and God of War Ni.

"Thank you, Mr. Shaohao, for rescuing us."

"Of course, we've been delayed a lot. Let's go to the Golden Villa quickly."

At this time, Mo Qingchi came to this area with Sui Wuluo, who came to investigate Shan Feng's crime.

Not long ago, people felt that Mr. Fei Fei came to De Feng Ancient Road, which proved that Sui was indeed poisoned for no reason at that time and was saved by Mr. Fei Fei.

Ren Jue's testimony left Shu Dao Cun speechless, and with the approval of Fa Ru Zunjia and Yu Li Jing, Mo Qingchi and Sui Wudi were released.

The two of them followed Feijun's instructions and headed west, gradually arriving at the Golden Villa.

In the villa, Jian Zuichi, who was rescued by Xi Duanhong, was recovering from his injuries in the room. Jun Fengtian's palm was really terrifying. If Xi Duanhong hadn't had the Six Return Pills, Jian Zuichi would have died.

Suddenly, a mysterious voice sounded in his mind, and the sword was so close that he had a splitting headache.Because the Buddha's energy from a page of writing entered his body, Jian Jiji, who had been gradually awakening, fell into chaos again at this moment.

"what!"

At this moment, Xi Duanhong came in with a bowl of chestnut porridge.

Strong bloodlust collided with Jian Jiechi's consciousness, but the inexplicable closeness to Xi Duanhong allowed Jian Jiechi to maintain his final clarity. He pushed Xi Duanhong away and stumbled out of the golden villa.

"Swordsman?"

Xi Duanhong chased him out of the room, his sword already rushing several miles away.

The strange consciousness completely swallowed up his reason, and the beacon fire illusion reappeared, targeting Mo Qingchi and Sui Wutui who were walking towards him.

"what!"

With a wild cry, the holy sword was pulled out from his chest. The figure moved with the sword close at hand, and he rushed forward, bursting out with a powerful sword power.

The familiar murderous aura came closer and closer. Mo Qingchi raised his eyebrows coldly: "He is indeed a single-attack criminal. He paid attention for no reason."

"Today I want to clear up my grievances and let the storm flow!"

The sharp and unprovoked point is like a sword. The sword's intention is swift and powerful, striking at the criminal.

Mo Qingchi has already had experience fighting against the sword, and he is well aware of the horror of the holy sword and the sinner. He presses the clear intention behind his hand to conquer the holy sword, looking for an opportunity to hit it with one hit.

boom.

The two swords collided, and Sui was defeated by the power of the holy sword for no reason, and was defeated in one blow.

"Clear ink·no trace!"

At the critical moment, Mo Qingchi's sword intent burst out, and the innate sword energy of the Confucian sect met the holy sword of the three religions, Shenque, and a loud noise that shook the earth suddenly erupted, and the beacon fire illusion became unstable.

"Ho!"

Losing his mind, the sword roared and advanced again. Regardless of his own casualties, he transported his true energy to the limit and suddenly slashed at Sui Wuwu.

"Qingfeng Yuchen!"

"Zhaofeng Yuchen!"

Seeing the criminal's desperate efforts, Mo Qingchi was afraid that Sui would suffer unreasonable losses, so he struck out with his sword again to praise his merits.

In an instant, the sword entered the sky, the wind and clouds moved, and three powerful sword intentions exploded, completely destroying the illusion world.

"vomit!"

"Unprovoked!"

With his eyes full of shock, he stabbed Sui Wuwu with his sword close at hand, and he was also knocked away by Mo Qingchi.

Mo Qingchi ignored Shan Feng's perpetrator and hurriedly checked Sui's unprovoked injuries.

Fortunately, it was the right chest that was injured. Although the wound was deep, it was not fatal.

"For no reason, I will take you back to Defeng Ancient Road for treatment."

"Holy Master, sinners will also be brought back."

Mo Qingchi looked at the sword's injury, which was just a short distance away. It hurt his internal organs and was more serious than Sui's unprovoked injury.

At this moment, a deep blue hole suddenly appeared behind Mo Qingchi, and a palm silently stretched out from the hole.

"puff!"

Mo Qingchi was unprepared and was severely injured in the blink of an eye, with red blood splattering three feet away.

"When the country is at war, how can the people survive? Don't ask about the feudal princes. One general will make thousands of bones wither."

A man in blue wearing a ghost mask and holding a bone fan came out of the cave and leaned over to draw the holy sword that was close to his chest.

Mo Qingchi stood up with difficulty: "So you are the person behind Shan Feng's crime."

"The Holy Priest of the Confucian sect, who has been working for hundreds of years to fight for the sinners, let you know the truth before he died. Can the ghost be considered kind?"

"Heinous crime!"

Regardless of the pain of the sword being so close, Lord Gui Qi forcibly pulled out the holy sword, held it in front of his eyes and exclaimed: "The power of autumn frost to cut jade can shake the heavens. It is worthy of the sword that has been raised for several years."

"Who are you?"

"This was a feast carefully prepared for Jun Fengtian, but the ghost has lost interest. Let's end the game here."

The light of the sword froze, and Lord Gui Qi slashed at Mo Qingchi without hesitation.

Just when Mo Qingchi was about to die, a more majestic sword light flew towards him, blocking the holy sword.

"The weapon of three lights?"

"How do you know this is the weapon of three lights?"

Haoxing Tanlong struck with his sword and rescued Mo Qingchi first. Immediately, Shaohao and the other four came to Lord Gui Qi.

Although he was surrounded by four people, Lord Gui Qi remained calm and said: "Hao Xing explores the dragon, the father of Hua Huan, the best among men, I wonder which one is your true identity?"

Shaohao interrupted him: "This sentence should ask you, which one is your true identity?" (End of Chapter)