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A loud "boom" hit Liang Yong's head, and the helmet that had been cut into black shook violently, almost smashing Hei into pieces.

Hei let out a painful wailing, but it was too late to devour the resentful spirit on the sword body.For him, the protection ability is not infinite, and it is not as good as the Yin-Yang world of the super bull fork.

Suddenly, Liang Yong moved.

His palm stretched out and pressed on the Lieyang Sword, making the Lieyang Sword cling to his head, and Li Shentong was unable to pull back the Lieyang Sword for a while.

"Enough! I let you fight for so long, now it's time for me to fight back!" Liang Yong stood up slowly with a sneer.

Li Shentong's face changed drastically. Liang Yong was still dying a moment ago, but now he suddenly showed super aura, and he was able to stand up under the pressure of his Lieyang sword.Did he hide his true strength from the beginning?Li Shentong felt powerless for the first time.

Hei was very happy, Liang Yong pressed the Lieyang sword on his head, such a great opportunity.For him, it was the big pot of beef noodles that had been hungry for three days.This is not to plunge into the pot and devour it crazily.The remaining resentful spirits of Lie Yang's sword surged into Hei's body...

After all, Li Shentong had seen big scenes before, and his astonishment only lasted for a moment.The next moment he shouted violently, and the Lieyang Sword emitted several times more light and exploded Liang Yong's palm.Launched the split sword technique to launch a new round of fierce attack on Liang Yong.

For Li Shentong's attack, Liang Yong blocked with his shoulders and hands, and stretched his legs and kicked him from time to time.Anyway, the Fierce Yang Sword couldn't penetrate the protection of the Yin-Yang Realm, and now he has endless internal energy all over his body.Relying on internal strength to fight hard does not suffer, and for a while he was evenly matched with Li Shentong.It's no longer a situation where you hug your head and get beaten.

Of course, his movement of resisting the counterattack was much uglier than that of Li Shentong.Jumping up and down, dancing and dancing, there is no routine at all, completely looking like street gangsters fighting.

Zhang Heng's eyes almost popped out.This is really a hell, just now he was still looking like he was dying, but now he suddenly looks like he has been injected with chicken blood, and he is rejuvenated.

It was another sword that slashed the head of the middle beam fiercely, and confronted Hei head-on, making a loud sound of metal impact.

Liang Yong retreated several steps after being cut, and stood there reaching out and touching his head vigorously a few times.This hit really hurts enough, this old miscellaneous hair is really strong, after playing for so long, he hasn't tired yet.

Li Shentong was also shocked and took two steps back. Up to now, more than [-]% of his true energy has been consumed. It is not obvious from the surface, but he is actually at the end of his strength.

Just as he was about to swing his sword to fight again, suddenly there was a "ding" sound from the blade, a very loud sound.Let him be stunned for a moment, looking at the Lieyang sword in his hand.The next moment it became sluggish.

Starting from the spine of the Lieyang Sword, a thin crack is spreading and expanding rapidly, and the crack has also changed from strips to vertical and horizontal...

The explosions continued, after a series of explosions.Li Shentong felt light in his hand, and the four-foot-long sword suddenly split into pieces the size of rice grains and fell off.In the end all that was left in his hand was a bare hilt.

This is a magical soldier who has fought with him for tens of thousands of years, experienced countless battles, and has become one with his body and flesh.Once he cultivates to become a god, the Lieyang Sword will be his strongest magic weapon.

It just broke and turned into a pile of broken iron...

Li Shentong was sluggish, his mind went blank, and he stood there with empty eyes.

After Liang Yong put on a very awesome pose, he rubbed his head, patted his butt, and stomped the non-existent dust on his feet.I was too lazy to take a look at Li Shentong, and walked up the steps.He smiled at Zhang Heng, and touched his head with his palm.

"His sword is broken?" Zhang Heng still had an expression of disbelief.For cultivators like them, if their personal weapons are destroyed, their own strength will drop by at least [-]%.

"What's so great about a broken sword? It's worse than my Baizhan Dao. If it breaks, it will break." Liang Yong said disdainfully.

"Then how will he deal with it?" Zhang Heng continued to ask.

"A thousand-year-old immortal, why do I care about him?" Liang curled his mouth, with an expression of directly ignoring Li Shentong.

Then, realizing that this was wrong, he quickly smiled apologetically at Zhang Heng: "Hey, brother Zhang, I'm not you, he can't compare to you..."

Zhang Heng Waterfall sweated, shook his head and smiled wryly.Climbing up to such an awesome brother can only be like this. From time to time, I feel that all these years have been wasted, and I am not as good as a 20-year-old youth.

"The sword is broken, and I can't protect the Li family. What's the point of living for a useless person!" Li Shentong suddenly let out a mournful cry, with a look of despair, and his black hair turned pale as snow after such a short effort , the face is covered with wrinkles.

The next moment, he flew into the lava lake.

Zhang Heng's body trembled, as if he wanted to prevent him from committing suicide.There was a sad expression on their faces. After all, they were contemporaries and had lived together for tens of thousands of years.

"Hey, old man, I forgot to tell you a piece of news. Li Feng is not dead, and now he is marrying a wife and having children in a private house in the suburbs of Central Star, to reproduce for your Li family." Liang Yong watched him throw himself into the lake without moving. On the mouth is a reminder.

I, Liang, have never been a bloodthirsty person. Seeing an old man throw himself into a lake, he always wants to help him.

"What?" Li Shentong's feet had already stepped into the lava, and when he heard Liang Yong's words, his face revealed a look of surprise, and he jumped back with a yell, his bare red feet.The shoes have been burned by the lava, and it is estimated that the soles of the feet are also scalded.

"888xxxxxx, this is Li Feng's phone number, you can just contact him directly. Amitabha, I hope that after going through life and death, he can be a new man and bring the Li family out of the predicament." Liang Yong made a pitiful expression .

Then he held onto Zhang Heng's shoulder with one hand and walked up the steps.

"Yeah, give me the tripod." Lu Liang said eagerly.

"I picked it up, I can only lend it to you for a look." With a poke of his mouth, he declared in advance.

Liang snapped his fingers and tapped him on the head as a warning: "Ghost, you've turned over again, believe it or not, I'll take you in?"

Shrinking his neck in fright, he obediently took out the silicon crystal jade tripod.As Liang Yong's Nascent Soul, Liang Yong can take Yong back into his body with just one thought.Now that he is used to the prosperity of the Great Thousand World, let him go back to the quiet place of Lingtai, and he will not be suffocated to death.

Liang held the silicon crystal jade tripod in his hands, trembling with excitement, his spiritual sense went into the tripod and shouted: "Swallow, swallow, where are you?" He knew that the last trace of swallow's soul was hidden in the silicon crystal jade tripod.

There was no movement in the middle of shouting, Liang Yong was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and almost burst into tears: "Yanzi, why are you ignoring me?"

After shouting several times, a weak and inaudible voice came intermittently: "Liang Yong, my primordial spirit is very weak now, and there is a danger of breaking any time I communicate with you..."

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