Thunderbolt of the End of the World

The time is there, the intention is, the people are there, the sword is there, the silent well floating corridor in the clear night is stained with snow and frost, even more lonely!

Feeling the approach of two powerful auras, Zou Wushang kept his eyes cold and silent, looking at the red-stained "ink sword": "This sword makes life and death look cool, and it is only after drinking blood that it is beautiful. I will bear it. Behind him, hold it in my heart, stay in a snowy March, shepherd swords with blood, and forget each other to this day."

Lin Feng walked side by side with King Jiwu, and walked into the floating corridor of the silent well. Suddenly, a cold wind blew up layers of heavy snow. In the clear and foggy, an invisible pressure came through. One person, sitting on the eaves of the porch, riding on the half-circle cool moon, is full of loneliness.

"The trooping horse died of thirst. Here, a slaughter is about to begin!"

A strange and melodious melody sounded (Legend of the Swordsman), and the snow fluttered. Lin Feng and King Wu Wu suddenly felt a heavy pressure approaching each other. The well-floating corridors are connected into one, and the secluded corridors under the wind and snow, in the eyes of the two of them, it is not a fantasy world of swords!

"The slaughter in the very beginning, the martial arts; the slaughter of chaos, the slaughter of soldiers."

King Jianwu's eyes were as cold as lightning, his mouth recited poems and numbers, the king's aura rushed to the sky, the halberd was stationed, the wind and clouds were devastated, and the air of chilling for a while covered the sky and the earth, and life and death were impermanent in an instant.

"I just came here to ask one thing. When King Yadi of the Broken Island disappeared, did you and Yin Ke, the unclothed teacher, participate?"

"It's true." There was no change in Wushang's eyes from beginning to end, and he did not evade the question of King Jianwu. He directly admitted that he never lied, and there was no need to lie.

The blood beads slowly condensed on the sword, flowing through the life-devouring Leng Feng, vomited mouth after mouth of blood from the tip of the sword.

Time is at this moment, slow down...

"Step into the silent well floating corridor, my "ink sword", weeping for you!" Following the indifferent words, Su Wushang slowly got up holding the "ink sword", and the sky and earth turned pale in an instant, just like an ink painting!

"Ok!"

Sensing that Zhan Wushang exudes a sense of grief and end, King Zhanwu's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately destroyed the "Bingjia Wujing. Scroll of Life". Not afraid of the sword intent of harmless and harmless.

When a martial artist pursues martial arts, it is natural to challenge the strong, and the brave who meet in a narrow way win. Those who practice martial arts are always full of confidence in themselves, because martial arts are all the way, if you don’t advance, you will retreat.

But because of this, it is easy for warriors to enter a misunderstanding, that is, excessive self-confidence, which leads to blind self-confidence and cannot recognize the gap between them and their opponents.

This kind of thing often happens. After all, there are thousands of martial arts in the world, and it is difficult to estimate the strength of the opponent. Unless the difference in strength is huge, it is difficult to judge the strength of the opponent just by looking at it.

Lin Feng did not intend to stop him. Ye Wushang's current state can be described as the peak. He entered the kendo with love.

At this time, there is no injury, and Gu Linfeng's preliminary estimation can be regarded as the top innate. If it is in the original plot, King Wuwu is by no means an opponent who is innocent.

But now King Jianwu's skill has greatly increased. Not only has he integrated all the eleven volumes of the "Bingjia Wujing", but his equipment has also been upgraded with the help of Lin Feng.

The aura of the confrontation between King Wuwu and Zun Wushang kept surging and surging, and the masters of the entire Tower of Ciguang felt it, and began to watch the direction of the silent well floating corridor.

……

Streamer night pavilion.

The clouds are sparse and the wind is soft and the mountains are green, and the bamboos are leaning against the water.

The unclothed teacher Yin, who was originally planning to meet the world master of Er, sensed the energy fluctuations from the Jijing Floating Corridor, and his face changed suddenly: "It's the Wuxi of King Wu Wu and Wu Wushang, how could she find the Jijing Floating Corridor? ……not good!"

The fact that Zou Wushang was hidden in the Floating Corridor of the Silent Well is also rare in the Tower of Ciguang, but King Wu Wu was able to find Zou Wushang. He must have heard some rumors. The first thing Yin Wuyi suspected was The Lord of Curse revealed the incident of besieging and killing King Yadi back then.

But on second thought, the Lord of the World is also one of the participants, and it is harmful to the Lord of the World to inform the King of Wu of this matter: "Could it be him?"

The unclothed teacher Yin quickly thought of Lin Feng again. The identity of this outsider is mysterious, but he seems to know a lot of the secrets of the four worlds.

If King Jianwu was really doing it for King Yadi, then with his innocent personality, he would definitely not deny it. In this way, his situation would not be good!

In an instant, the unclothed teacher Yin thought about a lot of questions, and when the unclothed master Yin was about to order someone to investigate the situation, someone found him first. .

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People who are unsatisfactory in life are nine out of ten.

The candlelight is faint, the candle shadow is pitiful, that is the determination to declare change, and it is also the former self that has been repeatedly reminded and unwilling to face.

This is his unclothed teacher Yin, who has always been awake, watching himself soberly... sinking.

The road to government, from the clear to the turbid, is there anything that remains unchanged?

If it is said that the longevity lock that he made for his sister, Lu, when he was young is the irony of his life, then what about the small candle that was placed in Xiwei?

When I was young, I had blood, and kept the ambition of Honghu. I learned the talents of vertical and horizontal, and the way of latitude and longitude. I also thought that after I became an official, I would be a purple-robed and red robe, and I would eat thousands of households.

Able to assist the king to help the world, and to gain a Haiyan and Heqing.

It's a pity that it was such an inevitable process, but it made him confused! He didn't forget the second year in power, the voices of incomprehension often echoed in his ears, and the figures who carried them back one after another, they said, they were wrong and couldn't recognize them clearly. You, so you are such a person.

How about brooding?How about the power-hungry?He can ask himself, but he cannot answer himself.

From a long time ago, under my nose, the smell of blood would inexplicably swirl around, so that I could not tell the authenticity of the smell for a while. Burning incense is to dispel the smell of blood.

Maybe it's my conscience that drives me, don't deceive yourself!

However, the position of Master Yin is not only a name, but also many people from the Tower of Mercy Light are in my hands. If I don't know the way of power and strategy, I will handle the handle of the axe on others, not only harming myself, but also harming others.

What should be done and what should not be done, Shi Yin has done and done!

No matter what the future holds, I have no regrets.

……

Streamer night pavilion.

With the exhaustion of the "Four Heavenly Sources", the Tower of Mercy Light, which used to be day and night, began to be divided into day and night.

In the bamboo forest, a small candle illuminated a purple figure, and Yin Wang, the unclothed teacher, looked at the floating corridor of Jijing, and saw the situation surging, his brows were furrowed, and his face was worried.

Just as the unclothed teacher Yin was preparing to move, he saw a purple ball of light flying in the sky.