Thunderbolt of the End of the World

Those who have killed and slaughtered all their lives cannot escape the fate of being killed and slaughtered!

In fact, the Tianchi Twelve Shades themselves are not weak, the matchmaker with the lowest strength also has the strength of the first-class initial stage, and the twin child emperors are the masters of the early stage of innate zhenqi (the level of the sweeping monk in the Tianlong). The masters in the middle stage of True Qi (such as Nie Renwang, Yu Wenhua, and Sword Demon) also have the power to fight.

However, the strength of a person does not depend on himself, but on the object of comparison. Perhaps in the eyes of other martial arts practitioners, Tianchi Twelve is an existence that cannot be provoked.But in Qiluosheng's eyes, the Twelve Demons of Tianchi are not much different from ordinary people. If Qiluosheng is willing, he can kill them with one knife!

The reason why the Twelve Shades of Tianchi can persist up to now is not only that Qiluosheng's skills have been "reduced", but more importantly, he deliberately released water and hid his true strength (Qiluosheng only showed the middle stage of innate true energy in front of people. Strength).

"On the eve of the court, the snow was deep, and Quan was in Jiuquan's letter. He turned off the lights and sat together (bcbb) to listen to the snow, and the sorrow was not over all night."

With a soft moan, with a little melancholy, Qi Luosheng raised his hand to play the qin, got up and took out a brocade handkerchief from his bosom, and gently wiped away tears for Madam Ao.

Mrs. Ao's face was slightly red, and she said slowly: "This song is really nice, what's the name?"

"The Unforgettable Sutra, if you like it, I will write it down for you by Tengo."

"Yeah! This is what you said yourself, the dignified world's lord of the sword, you can't believe it!" Mrs. Ao calmed down her inexplicable emotions and said a little cutely.

"Ha!" Qiluosheng smiled brightly, held Madam Ao's cold hand, and said, "Have I ever lied to you, the night is cold and the weather is cold, you should go back to rest earlier to avoid the cold."

Feeling the warmth of her palms and listening to her caring voice, Mrs. Ao's face was flushed red, her heart was pounding like a deer, and her clear eyes seemed to have the ability to seduce souls at this moment.

……

The end of the song is gone!

Qiluosheng and Mrs. Ao walked out of the courtyard one after another.

The only corpse left and the devastated land, in the wind and snow, told the cruel blood of the rivers and lakes.

After a while, the servants of Baijian Villa hurried over to clean the battlefield. After some rest, they hurriedly left with the broken objects and the corpses of Tianchi Shisha.

The snow is white and fluttering, and it did not end because of this mundane thing, and it was soon buried here.

In the dead of night, the cold wind was blowing, and in Baijian Villa, except for the guards in charge of patrolling, everyone else had already fallen asleep.

Suddenly, in a shadowy corner of the courtyard, a black figure walked out without a sound. This person disappeared in a flash, and disappeared without a trace, revealing the extreme lightness of his hand.

……

In the wilderness jungle, a black shadow rushes hurriedly, every rise and fall is a distance of several meters, like a ghost speeding fast, but strangely, there is no trace of footprints on the snow he walked.

After escaping from Baijian Villa, Ghost Shadow was not at ease. He was not sure whether Qiluosheng had discovered his existence. In the situation where heaven and earth are the blades, Ghost Shadow once experienced it on Juggernaut, that is, that time. , Tianchi [-] Sha became today's Tianchi [-] Sha.

Unexpectedly, the master of the world's sealing sword, "at a young age" actually reached the realm of a master (the late stage of congenital infuriating), which is simply appalling.

You must know that in today's world, the masters are no more than the number of hands, like the swordsman of the unparalleled city, the world will be tyrannical, and the scattered people Ning Daoqi, that is not the genius of the heavens! But entering the realm of masters is only after the age of forty or fifty, even if the martial arts myth is unknown, Rumor has it that he entered the realm of a master at the age of [-]!

153 My Black Sword wailed! 【For subscription】

In the dark forest on a snowy night, ghosts flee in a panic.

People in the martial arts only know the name of the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi, but they do not know that the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi are actually thirteen people. The highest achievement - "Ghost Shadow Dafa", the skill is second only to that of Tong Huang, he can hide in the dark and kill the enemy.

In the battle of Baijian Mountain Villa, the ghost shadows were hidden in the darkness. The original plan of Tianchi Twelve Demons was that the twin child emperors would lead the dancers and others to face Qiluosheng head-on, while the ghost shadows took the opportunity to attack him! This set of Lu Tianchi Twelve Sha is often used, and although it is a bit old-fashioned, it is also tried and tested.Unexpectedly, Qiluosheng didn't play cards according to the routine, and he didn't play close combat with them at all. The realm of sword intent formed by the sound of the piano alone completely abused Tong Huang and others.

The older the rivers and the lakes, the less courageous, the Tonghuang and others are imprisoned, and the ghosts who see bad things dare to reappear to fight, and they don't even have the courage to escape in front of Qiluosheng. Long after Qiluosheng left, the ghost shadow dared to come out from the hidden corner and escape from Baijian Villa.

"Qi Luosheng has reached the realm of the master at a young age (each world has different classifications and names, the Tang Dynasty, the master is the late stage of innate true qi), the talent is rare in the world, and we must hurry up Report this to the helper!"

"Yeah!" Ghost Ying looked around coldly, unaware that someone was following him, he felt a little at ease, and hurriedly ran to the nearest Tianxia Guild stronghold.

Halfway through the journey, I suddenly heard a cold and desolate voice from the forest ahead.

"The prisoner's heart is dreaming and listening to the side of the spring, and I hear back that the trickle is miserable; a hundred years of life are like a breath, and the eternal autumn wind is drifting to see."

Hearing the sound, Ghost Shadow's eyes froze, he pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, and stared at the source of the sound.

The shadow of the moon was hazy, and I saw a sword with ink like lacquer night sticking on the snow. Around the sword, a cold wind blew up layers of heavy snow, and in the clear fog, an invisible pressure came through. , In the wind and snow, I saw a person in the distance, sitting under a dead tree, riding a half-circle cool moon, and Tuo Man was completely lonely.

Through the cold moonlight, the ghost can clearly see the appearance of the swordsman under the dead tree. This man is wearing a black velvet shirt, snow-white hair, a pale face floating, vicissitudes and indifference, there is a strange tattoo on his eyebrows, and white hair. The sword intent on the swordsman's body, and his potential, seem to be integrated with the entire mountain forest. The snowy dry forest under the moon, in the eyes of ghosts, is not a fantasy of a sword!

"Another master of the master realm, when did the master become so worthless?"

Feeling this feeling of sinking in despair, even the ghosts who have killed countless people are secretly shocked by the sadness, despair, and the shadows that cannot afford to sink. Asked: "Who is Your Excellency, and why did you stop the old man from going on his way?"

The white-haired swordsman who was lying in the snow silently glanced at the ghost shadow, his cold and ethereal eyes penetrated the heart, as if he could see the essence of a person at a glance.

Indifferently, he said, "My name is, I'm not hurt."

"You, let my ink sword whine!"

Touching the eye is an endless murderous intention, and Wu Wushang's eyes are shining brightly.

"No, ghosts and shadows!"

Knowing that there is no chance of winning in the face of the person in front of him, Ghost Shadow immediately resorted to the strongest move of "Ghost Shadow Dafa", instantly turning into dozens of ghostly shadows, scattered outward and ran away.

A strange light flashed in Zou Wushang's eyes, and his figure instantly turned into a streamer. His left hand was on his back, his right hand was vacuously drawn, and the ink sword rose from the ground and flew into Zou Wushang's hand, and then a magnificent sword energy burst out of the air.

"One sword. No blame!"

With a single sword, there is no move or style, but such a sword energy is enough to smash everything.

The sword came out, as if arousing the sorrow of heaven and earth, and in an instant, a white frost covered the sky, and the ghosts in the snowy area were instantly destroyed.

Mo Jian continued to mourn, and his life was sent to the sword for a moment.