Way of Choices

Zhou Yuan's space barriers began to show signs of collapse.

This is the impact that this battle will inevitably bring. Xu Yourong and Nanke, their bloodline origin is too strong, at this time, burning life is bursting to the extreme, the breath released has already surpassed the peak of Tong Youjing and reached the upper limit allowed by the rules of Zhou Yuan.

Of course, Zhou Yuan will not be destroyed, because the rules responsible for maintaining the operation of this world will directly destroy all threats, that is, the existence of Xu Yourong and Nanke.

The weapons used by Zhou Yuan World are those fragments of fragmented space barriers.

Those fragments of space barriers left the night sky, turned into meteors, and rushed to the peak of Muyu!

If Xu Yourong and Nanke do not stop fighting and continue to improve their breath, then they will definitely die, and will be turned into powder by countless meteors along with this Muyu!

They will die.

Nan Ke knew this very well. When she pierced the Southern Cross sword with Xu Yourong before, it caused the space in Zhou Yuan to start to distort, which made her finally confirm what the limit of Zhou Yuan World could hold. What she has to do is to push her realm to the limit, force Xu Yourong to reach the limit at the same time, and then exceed the limit that Zhou Yuan can accommodate!

This is her strategy.

This represents her absolute fighting intention!

Why did her teacher, the black army robe of the Mozu strategist, who had done nothing to do, gave her the task of killing Xu Yourong? It is because the black robe knew very well that she was willing to die with Xu Yourong.

Her destiny is determined by Xu Yourong, then she invites the other party to the end of their destiny together and rejoices, because this means that she can also determine the destiny of the other party.

Therefore, Xu Yourong will definitely die in the Zhou Garden tonight. Although the human girl certainly does not want to accept it, there is no way. If she continues to burn the real blood of Tianfeng, Zhou Yuan's world will drop countless meteors and bring death. If she stops, she will be killed by Nanke more quickly.

This is a fateful battle. This is an unavoidable battle. The ending of the battle is doomed in advance. It is so sad and disturbing.

No one seems to be able to change all this.

But Muyu Peak has always had a bystander.

The old man who played the piano was silent. At this point of time, there was no way to endure.

He was very certain that His Highness Nanke's tactics must have been approved by Master Black Robe, but he was also more certain that this matter was not known to His Majesty the Majesty.

He could not watch His Highness Nanke die in front of his eyes, because he did not want to endure the despotic anger of the Demon King in the aftermath, nor did he want to survive the tribe survivors who have struggled to survive in the old city of Snow. Sinking could not turn over.

So his fingers fell on the strings, and he took a note very seriously.

Listening to the sound of the piano, Nan Ke's indifferent eyes flashed a bit of anger. After a while, he gradually reverted to the ordinary indifference-this battle between her and Xu Yourong, no one should let others interfere. But at this time, all her spirit and will were in Xu Yourong's place, and there was no way to stop the old violinist from helping her.

Things that cannot be changed can only be accepted.

What calmed her down was that there was something that could not be changed tonight, that is, Xu Yourong would definitely die.

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The sound of the piano sounded very gentle, but then it implied a killing.

The sound of the piano sounded, Xu Yourong's face was even whiter, and the countless storms in the sea made him almost unable to hold the long bow of Gutong, letting Nanke's sword blade cut himself.

The elder from the Zhuyin Witch Tribe has a very powerful and terrifying attack on her mental strength. Her mind is used to fight the more terrible Nanke, but she was seriously injured by a blow!

A stream of blood dripped slowly from the corner of her lips.

Unlike the blood spilled from her fingers holding a long bow, this blood did not come from her will, nor was it the result of an active burning of life and injury.

Her eyes were still and her expression was still focused. She looked at Nan Ke quietly without looking at the old man who played the piano. Her left hand rose through the night wind and fell towards the night.

It wasn't that she could injure her enemies of magical Taoism, but she just slapped her hands into the night.

There was nothing in the night, what did she shoot?

At the next moment, a black square plate suddenly appeared in the night. The black square disk was quietly suspended in the air beside her, as if always there, but no one noticed.

This is Xu Yourong's life chart.

Her left hand fell in the middle of the chart.

Without finger-flicking, at this moment, there is no time to deduce to calculate what your fate is.

What she has to do, what she can do, can only be to try to control her own destiny.

She has accumulated herself silently for a long time, and is ready to find an opportunity to give Nanke a fatal blow to the majestic real element. Through this shot, she was poured into the chart of life!

A dull sound!

The sound is like a gong, more like a broken gong, the sound is not good, and it is a bit dull.

But still loud.

This is the sound of astrological chart.

This is a strong voice from fate.

The wind at the peak blew wildly, and the astrolabe shone brightly, and the trajectory of the star track, which no one could understand except her, quickly turned into countless dazzling filaments.

The sound of flowing water was directly interrupted by the sound of broken gongs.

Several strings on Guqin were broken.

The old man playing piano was pale, and if he was hit hard, he vomited blood repeatedly.

Disturbing fate and severely injuring strong enemies, Xu Yourong's record seems to be an understatement. In fact, it is powerful to an unimaginable level, but she also paid a great price for it.

Nanke's naive voice is on again, the Southern Cross sword is nearly three points!

Xu Yourong's hand holding Gu Long's long bow shivered violently, his eyes still quiet, but he was no longer as bright as before, and seemed a bit bleak.

The most shocking thing is that the blood spilled from the corners of her lips has become more and more.

The old man who played the piano urged the tremendous consciousness, forcibly suppressed the heavy hit in the sea, calmed the violent real element in the meridian instantly, regardless of the injury, accompanied by a long roar, and shot again!

He drifted away from the Guqin bank, his hands fell straight on Xu Yourong's head, and in the night, he saw his fingers gleaming with a faint white light, as if there were no flesh and blood, only white bones.

After Xu Yourong's left hand tapped the astrolabe to make a strong sound, he took the corner of the astrolabe.

She didn't know what the odd hands of this Matriarch elder had, and she thought it would be highly toxic. She didn't think about it, she turned her wrists, held the life chart and smashed it face to face.

This smashing seems simple, like a fight between children, but it is actually not very simple.

This is the Linguang sword of Tiandaoyuan, the last form.

The Linguang sword of Tiandaoyuan is known for its rapid sharpness, and this last form is as fast as unimaginable. Only because it is fast, the view is extremely simple.

Xu Yourong's Linguang sword is better than any student in Tiandao Academy.

Her shot was faster than the last-style Linguang sword of any student in Tiandao Academy.

The old man was too close to play the piano.

A dull impact sounded, and the old man who played the piano failed to avoid it. He directly used his hands to directly face the astrolabe in her hand, instantly breaking the bone, breaking back for more than ten feet, and heaving blood!

Xu Yourong was also shocked by the impact, and his eyes became more bleak.

Nanke's eyes are still so indifferent, but brighter than ever.

The old man who played the piano was defeated, but gave her the best chance tonight.

The naive howling sounded through the cliff again.

Nan Ke's body suddenly faded, the sword screen converged, and the ten or so branches and arrows were ignored, and his hands were joined together to integrate the Southern Cross sword into one and stab Xu Yourong!

Swish swish, Wu arrow breaks through the night sky!

Puff-puff-puff-puff, more than ten arrows shot deep into her body!

Nanke's expression remained unchanged, as if he felt no pain at all.

Two extremely bright sword lights, like two galaxies, cut to Xu Yourong's door.

The sound of friction sounded, it was the sound of Tong Gong breaking through the cliff.

In the end, Tong Gong failed to resist the power of the Southern Cross sword and left the ground!

The long bow that left the ground, like a sycamore tree without roots, instantly wilted.

The bright sword light broke into the bow, cut on Xu Yourong's left chest, and burst a blood!

Even when it was time for such an emergency, Xu Yourong's eyes were still, his wrists turned, and his long bow opened the Nanke's sword, and he swept backwards. The white offerings unfolded in the night breeze, stained with blood, like the wounded white crane, still clean and dusty.

Where Nanke would give her the opportunity to leave, just swept before, like a shadow.

Tong Gong intersects with the Southern Cross Sword, chopping countless turbulences in the night sky!

Nanke was covered in blood, but his eyes were brighter, his hands left the hilt, and he flew forward like lightning!

Her fingertips glowed with a faint green awn!

Peacock has a tail feather, the most poisonous, sharpest and fastest in the world.

This is Peacock Ling, the real Peacock Ling!

Nanke's ten fingers were inserted into Xu Yourong's shoulders, deeply boned!

Blood was splattering, but the golden light seemed to have a lot of black spots!

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It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts.

Xu Yourong has never been so painful.

So she was angry, angry like never before.

The white sacrifice suit was accompanied by a hissing noise and shattered into countless pieces.

Numerous golden lights hit Nanke in the direction of her finger.

The dull impact sounded densely.

Numerous Dowholes appeared on Nanke's body, and the blood of Banlan kept pouring!

Peacock has a feather.

Phoenix has feathers.

This is Xu Yourong's Wan Daoyu!

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All repairs have been carried out.

All artifact magic soldiers are used.

All life-saving skills are used.

All the real elements are consumed.

All the blood is running out.

This battle is so tragic, so utterly outrageous.

The peak of Muyu peak is quiet, the smoke between the cliffs is gradually condensed, and the spilled blood is still burning, the blazing high temperature and the cold constantly melt away, and it is extremely bright.

Xu Yourong stood by the cliff, his face pale and his blood spotted on his clothes.

Nanke looked even worse, covered with wounds, and blood was flowing continuously.

But she won.

There was a clear whistle, which kept ringing at the peak of Muyu Peak!

Her voice was so young, but so cold.

This cry is so cold! proud! overbearing! In the end it gave a madness!

Although there are some regrets, victory is the most important thing.

Although the strong help, but death is the most fair referee.

Both she and Xu Yourong had run out of lights, but the next moment, Xu Yourong would die.

Tonight, she finally defeated her fatal opponent.

This means that she defeated her destiny.

The roar of the birds, gradually lowered, then stopped.

Nan Ke replied to his indifferent appearance before, Mu Ne said: "My blood is in your body, and behind you is the abyss, so you are dead."

Xu Yourong stood by the cliff, and the night breeze flicked the hairline beside her face.

She lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Are you thinking about what attitude you should use to greet death?

"Please give me this glory."

Nanke looked at her and said seriously.

Xu Yourong looked up at her, and there was a sense of relief and teasing in her eyes, like an old man who could see through the world and greet death calmly, and like a naughty little girl.

"Why make you happy?"

She finished the sentence with a smile, and turned to walk into the night in the cliff.

Looking at the deserted cliff, Nan Ke's eyes appeared blank, and he said stupidly: "Are you an idiot? Think you are a phoenix?"

Xu Yourong is the reincarnation of Tianfeng, not a real phoenix.

She has no wings, nor has she practiced to go from the holy realm, so naturally she cannot fly freely.

She walked into the night in the cliff and naturally fell into the abyss of death.

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Quiet, whether on the cliff or elsewhere.

Xu Yourong... Tianfeng reincarnated, even in the most recent decade when wildflowers were blooming, it is undoubtedly the most beautiful flower. It is regarded by humans as the future leader and by the Devil as the greatest threat to the future. Did you die quietly in Zhouyuan?

Nanke walked to the cliff, looked at the dark abyss below, and silently thought, even if he would not die in his own hands, is this your last pride or return to the true self?

Black Dragon was silent in the clouds. She didn’t like humans, probably Chen Changsheng was an exception... Especially after Zhou Yuan felt the past story told by her father’s heroic soul, she was even more hostile to human powerhouses, and naturally Including Xu Yourong, a human girl who might become the strongest. It stands to reason that she should not have any sympathy and sorrow for Xu Yourong’s death, and she remembers clearly that Chen Changsheng has said many times that he does not like this fiancee, but why she still feels a little sad or even a little bit Uneasy, would you blame yourself if you let Chen Changsheng know that he had witnessed Xu Yourong's death, but did nothing?

Xu Yourong fell in the abyss of death, his eyes were closed, the sound of the wind near his ears was so far away, blood spilled again from the corners of his lips, and he began to burn in the face of the night wind, turning into a string of bright fire slurry and drifting to the rear, But it can only illuminate a small place around, not enough to illuminate the way forward.

Is the ground getting closer? Death is getting closer and closer, but why is this mountain in Zhouyuan so high, how long will it take to get the final peace?

No, death is the end, not tranquility, it is not the other side of the sea that she is pursuing!

She jumped out of the cliff, not to go to death, but just did not want to die in the hands of the little girl playing pigweed!

How can we not die?

She closed her eyes, thinking about the question, where could there be an answer.

She is falling faster and faster, and the wind is getting faster.

So the more she thought, the more cold she felt, helpless.

Suddenly, she remembered a sentence the Queen Mother said to her when she left Kyoto many years ago.

"Phoenix, you can be afraid of pain, but don't be afraid of death, especially...it's you."

Then her eyes opened.

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(Save the manuscript, so confident, so calm and powerful.)

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