The glorious era of the king of the world

Chapter 141 Haotianjiang went crazy, Haotian and Su Yi’s combined attack (two-in-one)

Looking at Ning Que on the snowy lake in the distance, Xiahou had a strange look on his face - Ning Que's realm was indeed not high, but he possessed the aura of Ke Haoran's lineage, learned the talisman of Yan Se, held the academy's arrow in his hand, and inherited He has gained Liansheng's consciousness, and even now possesses Su Yi's awe-inspiring righteousness!

It is a rare phenomenon in the world for a practitioner to be able to master so many methods, and whether these methods are good or evil, they are all at the highest level in the world.

"Academy...Teacher...Ke Haoran...Yan Se...Now there is another leader Su. How many secrets do you still have hidden in you, and how many people's murderous intentions do you still hide?"

Xia Hou laughed loudly like crazy: "Does everyone want me to die?"

Ning Que looked at him in the distance and said, "Everyone wants you to die, which means you deserve to die."

"Only an idiot would think that!"

Xia Hou's laughter suddenly subsided, and there was no emotion on his face. He said indifferently: "No one is qualified to judge whether I should die. You can't, and neither can those guys. Even if everyone says that I deserve to die, as long as Haotian is willing to give in." If I live, then I will never die."

"I am Xiahou. From now on, my descendants should be named Xiahou for generations to come!"

Su Yi, who was watching the battle in the distance, had a strange look on his face: "Is this the intuition of the peak of martial arts?!"

"It's a pity that Haotian also asked you to die!" Su Yi sighed.

"If you offend Ning Que, there will be no way for you to survive in heaven or on earth!"

"Simply, I'm strong enough. When the time comes, I won't be afraid."

Ning Que's preparations really shocked him.

Especially that knife, which really almost killed him.

It's a pity that it was just a little bit close after all!
After spitting out the blood in his mouth casually, he said: "You inherited the inheritance of Master Liansheng from the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and you know my weakness of being afraid of water, so you worked hard to make so many preparations here, and even understood Master Chusu’s righteousness is indeed powerful, but you still can’t kill me. Why do you still want to kill me when you don’t even know your true intentions? Of course, in order to keep my promise, I will not kill you, I will only destroy you. The sea of ​​​​qi and snowy mountains will allow you to live in the academy for the rest of your life, while I will grow old under the forest spring."

The endless vitality of heaven and earth was forcibly taken into his body, and he was bound to kill Ning Que regardless of the hidden injuries.

Xia Hou had no expression on his face, stepped on the snowflakes with his feet, and smashed the iron spear down with a horizontal stroke.

This iron spear contained infinite power that he had gained at the cost of burning his life. How could Ning Que resist? He only heard a loud bang, leaped into the night, and instantly rushed towards the snowy lake at a faster speed. fall!

The iron spear no longer flew between the night clouds and the cliff, but was firmly held in the iron hand. In what may be the last battle of his life, Xiahou, a strong man who had betrayed the Demon Sect for decades, finally returned to his original state. In the world, power is endless, showing the style of a strong man from the authentic Demon Sect.

At this time, Xiahou was like a mountain peak falling from the sky.

And Ning Que is like a pebble under the mountain peak, which can only be crushed into powder.

Xia Hou shouted loudly, kicked Ye Yun, raised his gun and hit again!
Ning Que raised his sword with difficulty and blocked it again.

Air waves splashed everywhere.

Ning Que's falling speed became faster. If he landed on the ice like this, even if he could avoid Xia Hou's next iron spear, he would probably be shocked to death!

He carried the iron cavalry and walked towards Ning Que step by step.

There was a crisp click!
Ning Que's left wrist bone was broken, and the back of the knife fell heavily on his shoulder.

He carried it on his shoulders.

Xiahou's Iron Spear moved forward again.

There was another crisp click!
Ning Que's left shoulder was in severe pain, and he could no longer withstand the huge force from the knife. He knelt down on one knee, and his knee smashed several cracks in the hard ice layer, his face suddenly turned pale.

He was in pain, very painful, so his face was very white, very white, but for some reason, there was no shadow of death in his eyes, but they were very bright, very bright.

The drop of crystal liquid compressed by Haoran Qi in his abdomen suddenly exploded!

The drop of liquid evaporated instantly and turned into nothingness!
Those wisps of steam poured into every part of the body along the meridians!
All the awe-inspiring energy in his body burst out in the shortest possible time!
The awe-inspiring righteousness accumulated between his eyebrows also poured out in an instant.

He sensed the mighty long river and wanted to use its power, but no matter how hard he pulled it, he could no longer mobilize that power.

Ning Que secretly said it was a pity.

If he could get Haoran Changhe's blessing, he would be [-]% sure to kill Xiahou with one strike.

The blazing divine brilliance of Haotian and the overbearing righteousness were kneaded into flames and spurted out from the blade again, making his figure at this time look even bigger and more arrogant than Xia Hou in front of the sword!
The divine light shone on Xiahou's thin and strange cheeks, and illuminated his pupils, even clearly illuminating the indifferent mockery in his pupils.

Xia Hou knew that this was Ning Que's desperate blow.

But he is not afraid, as he said before, Ning Que is not Ke Haoran, no matter how much his awe-inspiring aura imitates Haotian Shenhui, it cannot be the real Haotian Shenhui.

"The same move won't work if you use it twice!"

He stared at Ning Que's pale face and shouted in a cold voice: "Although Master Su has great courage and spreads the awe-inspiring righteousness to the Haotian world, you are not Master Su after all. No matter how many things you know, they are all other things after all. !”

"Using these miscellaneous and unrefined things, you want to kill me, dream!"

Xiahou took half a step back, dodged the fiercest moment of the sword, and hit the weak spot with a backhand shot. The huge force directly knocked Ning Que away.

It hit the snow hard.

Blood continued to flow from Ning's gap, and he stood up unsteadily. He said angrily: "I have a knife to protect Sangsang from sleeping well!"

On the shore of Yanming Lake, Sang Sang said in unison: "I have a knife to protect Sang Sang from sleeping well."

A ray of light appeared on the belly of her index finger, and the light suddenly became round and turned into a weak flame. The color of the flame was extremely white, without a trace of impurities, and exuded a holy smell.

Immediately afterwards, this kind of holy flame was born from the pads of her thumb, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger at the same time, illuminating her slightly dark hands extremely white.

These holy flames are Haotian Shenhui.

The Haotian Shenhui between her fingers swaggered up when the night wind blew.

More holy divine radiance seeped out from the gaps in the fabric of her new clothes, from her slightly dark face, and from the end of her yellowish hair, covering her thin body, held by her The big black umbrella in the left hand seemed to sense something, and it closed slowly without wind, silently leaning against her legs.

The cliffs of Yanming Lake shine brightly.

Sangsang shines brightly.

It was as if the endless brilliance of the Haotian spouted out from her thin body, instantly illuminating the snow-covered cliff in front of her, the snowy lake under the cliff, the ruined well on the other side of the lake, The reeds on the snow bridge on the west bank are illuminated, and the snow monks in the winter forest on the east bank illuminate the entire city of Chang'an.

The holy and blazing light shoots from the shore of Yanming Lake to the sky, and spreads to every corner of Chang'an City. The deep night seems to usher in a solemn sunrise, as bright as day.

In a daze, people recall the rainy night when Haoran Zhengqi was born. The Haotian Divine Kingdom penetrated the darkness, and its glory was so majestic.

On the shore of Yanming Lake, Sangsang sang softly as he walked toward the frozen lake. The pure and pure Haotian divine light overflowed from Sangsang. Although it was almost dusk, Sangsang still borrowed immeasurable energy. of light.

Then the light appeared on the banks of Yanming Lake, lighting up Yanming Mountain not far away, lighting up the entire city of Chang'an, and in the eyes of some people, lighting up the entire world.

When the Haotian divine radiance emitted by Sangsang fell into Yanming Lake, the thick ice began to melt, and the wind and snow stopped.

In the bright sky, accompanied by Sang Sang, she established a deep connection with Ning Que, a connection that even Pluto could not break.Everything has been determined under Haotian's gaze, and everything is just for the sake of shining brightly on Yanming Lake today.

Ning Que looked at Xia Hou and roared: "Didn't you say that I don't know what my true heart means? Sangsang is my true love."

.........

Looking at the divine light illuminating the night sky, and perceiving the aura there, the Zhishouguan's face was full of reverence, yearning and shock, and he murmured: "What a pure light."

"It is exactly the same as the light that came from Haotian Divine Kingdom that day."

The senior brother standing next to Ye Su looked particularly solemn when he heard this sentence. He looked in the direction of Heming Lake and didn't know what he was worried about.

By the lake, the Buddha walked and remained silent. When the divine light of Haotian appeared on the cliff, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a thin layer of snow fell from his eyelids. His gentle but determined expression There were many complex emotions in his eyes.

Those emotions were compassion, peace, struggle, and finally admiration.

The sound of cicadas chirping faintly behind me is indescribable.

The battle that many big bosses are watching has finally come to an end.

.........

He held the Pu Dao and walked in the light, and then he started running. He waved the Pu Dao in his hand and slashed at Xiahou, so the light naturally also slashed at Xiahou.

"Xiahou, do you think that's it?"

"It's not over yet!"

When the Haotian divine radiance emitted by Sangsang fell into Yanming Lake, the thick ice began to melt, and the wind and snow stopped.

In the bright sky, the Haotian divine brilliance that Sangsang radiated at the cost of his life was shared with Ning Que through some kind of bond.

Everything has been determined under Haotian's gaze, and everything is just for the sake of shining brightly on Yanming Lake today.

At this time, the world in Sangsang's eyes is white.

Pure and flawless white.

That is a bright color.

The pure and flawless light dyed Ning Que's body with a layer of color, a color that is difficult to describe in words. It is richer than white, as if it is composed of multiple colors.

The divine brilliance of Haotian was constantly being absorbed by Ning Que, and the center of his eyebrows continued to release the awe-inspiring righteousness, as if being ignited, emitting extremely powerful killing power.

Ning Que can be called a genius when it comes to fighting. He developed a fighting technique within a few days of receiving Haoran Zhengqi.

Su Yi's eyes lit up. This was also the reason why he spread Haoran's righteousness.

Learn by analogy and get inspiration from others.

Not afraid of being surpassed.

As a pioneer, he has this confidence and courage,
Ning Que looked at Xia Hou and roared, "This move is the funeral gift I prepared for you."

He was holding a simple sword and walking in the light, with great righteousness constantly emerging from his body.

Walking in the light, surrounded by awe!
Then he started running, swung the simple knife in his hand, and slashed at Xiahou, so Guangming naturally also slashed at Xiahou.

Haoran's righteousness actively contacts Haotian's divine brilliance and becomes one with it. The blade shines brightly, and both Haotian's divine brilliance and Haoran's righteousness are controlled in a unified manner.

The sky is bright at this moment.

It seems that the power of Haoran's righteousness Changhe and Haotian Divine Kingdom has been stirred up.

This knife occupied the field of vision of everyone present.

Even a strong man like Ye Su lost his mind for a moment.

Just like Liu Bai's Dahe Sword Intent, this sword is like a Tao, continuous and bursting with regular power.

Unstoppable!

Facing this terrifying sword, Xiahou was finally moved. He was from the Demon Sect, but Xiahou knew very well that the Demon Sect believed in Hades not because of belief at all, but because of fear, so he believed in it and opposed it for the sake of opposition. .

Su Yi, who was watching the battle from afar in the attic, couldn't help but stand up.
"The fusion of Haoran's righteousness and Haotian's divine brilliance is really amazing!"

"I didn't expect that one day I would become the protagonist's plug-in!" Su Yi said with great interest. This is the first time!

"Haoran's righteousness is the energy in his heart. Coupled with the Haotian divine brilliance of the natal object, it is normal to achieve this step. I just didn't expect that he would get started so quickly when he first understood the natal object."

Haoran's righteousness and Haotian's divine brilliance were kneaded together and ignited, turning into divine fire and spitting out from the blade, covering Xiahou's body.

This knife is heavy.

It's like a small world.

These flames that should have been solemn and charitable seemed so cold at this moment, burning his body and spirit mercilessly.

These divine fires were kneaded by Ning Que. As a part of his own body, they were naturally not affected at all. His blade sharpened and slashed forward with a dazzling blazing flame!

This knife technique is the one he is most familiar with, and it is also the simplest knife technique. It does not have any fancy moves, but it is just slashing from top to bottom, but it is also his most powerful knife technique.At the bank of Subi Lake, he cut off the heads of countless horse thieves in this way, and at the side gate of the academy, he chopped Liu Yiqing into a waste with one knife.

The iron spear in Xiahou's hand could no longer withstand the mighty energy of the sword and the burning and purification of Haotian Shenhui, and it collapsed with a crisp sound, breaking into two pieces!

The blade went forward and continued downward.

Xia Hou yelled loudly, like a thunderclap on the snowy lake, he saw his pair of iron hands slamming forward like a railing bridge, forcibly clamping Ning Que's knife in his fist!
The huge impact of Xiahou's fists was transmitted along the blade to the hilt, and then to Ning Que's body, but he seemed not to notice it. Countless awe-inspiring righteousness and Haotian Shenhui pupated into his body. Ning Que lowered his head and pursed his lips. He pursed his lips, veins popped out, and continued to press without saying a word!
The blade spitting divine fire burned Xiahou's fist. Nothing could stop it. It moved downward slowly and unstoppably, getting closer and closer to his thin and pale face.

A knife cut appeared on Xiahou's body. This knife cut was very straight, starting from his forehead, and then extending downward, cutting through his nose and lips, chest and abdomen.

Blood oozes out along the open flesh at the knife edge. Tonight's battle was too fierce, and he has already bled too much. At this moment, the remaining blood in his body can only ooze, making him look even more miserable.

Xiahou didn't fall down, and looked down at the deep bloody wound on his chest. This knife wound might not be fatal to him in his peak period, but it was not something he could bear at this time.

The surrounding Haotian divine light did not disappear for some unknown reason, but continued to burn, and the mind was shattered by the awe-inspiring righteousness. The cold lake water seemed to have turned into lamp oil, and the snow seemed to have turned into coal. The entire Yanming Lake They all seemed to be burning, emitting dazzling light, illuminating everything on the lake clearly.

Under the radiance of the gods, Xia Hou looked at the knife edge on his chest, knowing that death was coming soon, he slowly let go of his hand, and let the two severing guns fall, causing snowflakes to splash.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his mind was already defeated by Haoran's righteousness. In a daze, he seemed to see the woman he cooked to death.

Xiahou is dead!

(End of this chapter)