Way of Choices

When Zhu Luo was like a moon in the water, he turned into a tangled entity, and easily crossed the space crack cut by Wang Po with an iron knife, and came to the side of Yujie, if he directly took the shot to Su Li, or Su Li will die the next moment, or ignore Chen Changsheng, who is about to be stabbed to death. No changes should happen next.

But Zhu Luo did not do that. This is not a mistake. At least at that moment, people who did not anticipate the subsequent changes thought that Juluo was right, and even felt that his response was perfectly impeccable, and he felt that the strongest person in the human world had always been in control. Faced with the situation between the courts, they remembered the beautiful word: wind and rain, Xunyang.

Even Zhu Luo himself thought that his response was perfect. Su Li would die, but he didn’t kill it by himself. Zhu Liang in Tianliang County could avoid a lot of troubles in the future, and he wouldn’t leave a little glorious in the history books. One stroke, even if the ink left behind might be lighter, at the same time, he did not forget the request of leaving the palace, and let Chen Chang live.

The wind and rain invade the city, and then the moon disappears, and the moon turns into two in the water, corresponding to the virtual and the real, but his body and avatar have almost the same combat power, but he is three-in-one, like a god. complicated question.

The picture at the time was really beautiful. The ending of this matter should be perfect. This legendary strong man of human beings has no reason to be unconfident. However, he has forgotten a very important thing. Confidence often means underestimating the enemy. . What's more, until the last moment, he didn't know who the real enemy was.

The cold sword thrust into Juluo's emptiness.

Chen Changsheng had previously felt that this sword was not as terrible as imagined. At this time, he knew that the other party had always been merciful under his hands. This sword was really terrible, so terrible that characters like Zhu Luo could not avoid it.

There was a soft sound.

Liu Qing's sword drew a weird curve in the rainstorm, as if it were a sparse branch in the moon pond, cutting the moon in the water into several pieces. At the same time, it also cut Zhu Luo's body and pierced deeply!

This is not the end, but the beginning.

After Liu Qing's sword pierced into Zhu Luo's emptiness, he began to burst out the most powerful formally. The cold sword suddenly became very hot, and then began to shine and began to burn, spitting out countless golden flamingos, each flamingo seemed to be carrying a sun, the rain street was suddenly illuminated, Juluo's virtual Burning from the inside out!

This is the secret sword of Lishan.

Golden black swordsmanship.

An angry howling sounded across the rain street.

Zhu Luo's eyes crossed Wang Po's iron sword and looked at the scene of dozens of feet away. He was extremely angry. Liu Qing's Jian Ming Ming stabbed into his emptiness, but somehow, his chest began to bleed at this time!

In the centuries after entering the sacred realm, has anyone dared to hurt him? Have you ever bleeded? He had long forgotten the feeling of being injured, and even forgot that he would be injured.

Until this time.

But what really angered him was not the matter of injury, but the identity of the assassin, and the fact that the assassin actually used the golden sword from the mountain. This made him extremely angry, and even had some bad feelings. !

The roar rang through the rain street. Zhu Luo cut the sword to Wang Po in front of him, the sword intention was overwhelming, the cloud was suddenly divided, and Yuehua was instantly bright many times. At the same time, the sword light falling on Wang Po was countless times.

Wang Po's blood poured out of his body like a torrential rain, and the iron knife remained still in the rain.

Juluo's sword slashed in front of him, but fell farther away. At the same time as he produced the sword, he appeared on the imaginary body on the other side of the rain street with the technique of the moon in the water, and at the same time, he gave Liu Qing the sword. Although he is a physique, he has almost exactly the same real strength as himself. Even if the opponent is the third assassin in the world, how can he withstand such a sword?

The figure of Liu Qing who was difficult to capture was shrouded in sword light by countless numbers, and there were countless loud noises, but in an instant, there were dozens more blood holes in his body.

If it is another opponent, even if it is the same strong star as Liu Qing, he can only die on the spot under the angry sword of Zhu Luo, and there can be no accidents.

But Liu Qing is not an ordinary practitioner, he is an assassin.

He is best at killing people, and naturally he is best at how not to be killed.

The seemingly ordinary, even shabby clothes on his body were actually woven with ghost silk, able to resist the cutting of ordinary swords. Of course, in this level of battle, this does not make much sense, and more importantly He wears a soft armor made by the Wenshui Tang family close to his clothes. His ordinary face is actually a mask, which is different from the white paper on Xiao Zhang’s face. This mask is from Tianji Pavilion, defense is equal to armor. Of course, this actually doesn’t make much sense, but... all of this adds up to meaning.

The significance is that Julo's furious sword can't kill him on the spot, because he can still stand in the rain and continue to produce the sword.

The snorting squeaked into a crisp tweet where sword intentions collided with hard things.

Liu Qing was covered in blood, but he stood still.

The assassin became a dead man at this moment.

Because behind him is Su Li.

The sword in his hand was like a sparse branch in the moon pond, the sword was clearly gone, but he walked forward one more point. The burning, spitting countless firebirds, exuding the sword of infinite light and heat, in the next moment exploded!

The sword exploded in Juluo's imaginary body!

A loud noise!

The heavy rain on the long street was swept away by the earthquake.

Juluo's imaginary body was suddenly very bright, and there was a sign of damage faintly on the edge.

On the other side of Rain Street, Zhu Luo's chest was actually bloody!

...

...

Silently followed Su Li from Chen Changsheng for several days. The moment before the outbreak, it was difficult to stab Chen Changsheng with blood. Until Zhu Luo was present, he finally showed his true purpose. It was not for killing, but for protection.

This sword, whether it is in computing or in other areas, has done the ultimate.

It can be said that this sword is the best summary of Liu Qing's life as an assassin,

What a strange sword, what a bright sword, what a forgiving sword, what a terrible sword.

This sword is so powerful and frightening that it is unimaginable.

But... still not enough to kill Juluo.

Because this extreme is still the ultimate in the world.

And a strong man like Zhu Luo, after stepping into the sacred realm, you can say that they are no longer human!

The anger was unending, and it suddenly became Qingxiao. The silence was extremely cold, like a bright moon over the snowfield.

Zhu Luo's shadows kept shaking under the torrential rain, but did not disperse.

At the next moment, Xuying suddenly had a virtual sword in his hand.

A sword pierced Su Li.

Su Li looked at the sword with a blank expression. His right hand didn't know when he had held the umbrella handle of the yellow paper umbrella.

Even if they are unable to fight anymore, people like them will die in battle.

This is probably what it means.

After the sword came out, Liu Qing could no longer support it and fell into the rain.

Blood spewed from his body and face.

He can no longer do anything.

Juluo's sword is here to eliminate loneliness.

Because he was really angry.

He is determined to kill Su Li, whoever will stop himself will die together.

Suddenly, a long murmur rang from the rain street.

Or, Long Yin.

It turned out that Chen Changsheng was still in the field.

Just the moment Zhu Luo was about to throw him to the corner, Liu Qing's sword arrived.

So he fell on the rain street.

Long Yinjian is in his hand.

He stepped on the water and volleyed his sword.

He made the sword, it was Long Yin.

His sword met Zhu Luo's sword.

The real Dragon Sword met the unreal Yuehua Sword.

There is no difference between swords and swords, even Dragon Sword is more powerful.

But the gap between those who use swords is too great.

Quietly, the virtual sword was like a moonlight snowfield, and it crossed the sword edge of Longyinjian easily and moved forward.

Then, he was stopped by the scabbard.

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