Breaking the Day

In terms of power, the sword of the big brother may not even rank in the top ten for one or two hundred years. Even the sword of the previous generation of the master of the Tibetan sword pavilion that opened the mountains and opened the ground, the power is far above this sword.

However, everyone knows that this sword is stunning!

I'm afraid that if the big brother has the ability to fight again, it may not be able to fight.

So it can be extreme in sword, can only be extreme in love; so can extreme in love, can only be extreme in sword!

Love is dead, love is dead!

After this sword, not only did all the creatures in the sword formation disappear, but all the flowers, plants and trees within a hundred meters of the sword formation withered and died.

If it were not for Li Chengfeng's luck to realize the realm of the fourth heaven, he would use the immortal power of the fourth heaven to block this force, and there would be thunder-rushing grids to protect everyone, I am afraid that a few of them would also All will become a gray-haired uncle.

But Li Chengfeng and the others didn't have the mind to check their own situation. After Ouyang Nan saw the big brother fell, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he said loudly, "Get up!"

Li Chengfeng didn't stop him this time, and he said loudly, "Get up!"

At this time, the time for the formation of the law formation has passed, everyone squeezed their fingers together, and the thunder formation quickly disappeared. Ouyang Nan jumped to the side of the big brother, tearfully trying to support him.

"Big brother!!" Ouyang Nan cried out sadly, trying to reach out, but was immediately stopped by someone.

"Don't move him!!" Li Chengfeng also rushed to the front, he said loudly.

Ouyang Nanshou froze in the air. The big brother in front of him had his skin withered, his muscles atrophied and collapsed, and he looked almost like a mummy that had been drawn out of flesh and blood. Only those eyes still had a trace. The vitality of all other places has been completely blocked.

What is even more frightening is that the skin on the body of the senior brother has already shown a state of desertification, and he has begun to disperse himself, and countless grit dust will rise with the wind, and it will disappear little by little.

If Ouyang Nan stretched out his hand, the big brother would immediately be broken, turned into countless dust, and disappeared.

The big brother looked at Ouyang Nan, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he looked at Li Chengfeng again, his lips struggling to move, as if he wanted to say something, Li Chengfeng immediately leaned down, with red eyes. Respectfully said: "Big brother?"

No matter what the big brother used to be, and no matter what purpose he desperately died with Qianshanxue, but at this time Li Chengfeng has completely forgiven the big brother for his past actions, admiring and respecting this strange man from his heart. .

The big brother looked at Li Chengfeng, he struggled to raise his hand, and then struggled to remove the ring of the hidden sword pavilion from his finger, but with a little effort, he actually broke his finger with the ring of the hidden sword pavilion. He came down, and before he held it to Li Chengfeng, his finger was broken and weathered, and the ring fell in the air.

Li Chengfeng hurriedly caught it with both hands. He seemed to understand something and looked at the big brother with determination.

At this time, the angry eyes in the eyes of the big brother were also quickly defeated. He struggled and said: "Tibetan sword pavilion...I will leave it to you..."

Li Chengfeng almost choked up at this moment: "Yes!"

The big brother struggled to look at Ouyang Nan again, but at this time his eyes could no longer move. He only moved a bit, and he couldn't move anymore. Upon seeing this, Ouyang Nan held back his tears and whimpered: "Brother, I I know, I know it!"

The corner of the big brother's mouth grinned, and then the last glimmer of his eyes disappeared, his eyes drifted far and far away, the expression on his face was permanently fixed at this moment, he only had his lips and the tongue in his mouth. During the difficult activity, he murmured softly: "Those who enter my sword pavilion are all my brothers. Drinking the mountains and rivers in the morning and eating the Jiufeng Jiu at night..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, gradually becoming inaudible.

Everything about the big brother is frozen, and his expression is filled with happiness and satisfaction. It seems that at this moment, he returned to the Jiufeng Mountain in the hidden sword pavilion and returned to the gentle morning glow of the morning.

Although the pavilion master is missing, the spirit of the hidden sword pavilion is still there. Lingtian thirteen swords are all present. The young master led them to recite the Twelve Laws of Lingshan loudly. There are all his familiar brothers, who are familiar with them. Uncle Master, the most important thing is... there is a smile that turns his head back and smiles at him.

Quiet as poetry, quiet and beautiful as picturesque.

Little sister, here I am...

The big brother's hand fell and fell to pieces on the ground. His obsession followed his life, and his physical body turned into countless powders, and went with the wind, floating in the air, no more Exist, but everywhere.

At this time, Sun Yongcai and others who were watching from a distance in the crowd also burst into tears, and they could no longer care about how others think of them.

With his sacrifice, the big brother finally awakened the soul of the hidden sword in their bodies. There seemed to be a raging fire in their chests, boiling, roaring, and colliding desperately in their bodies, about to gush out!

But at this moment, everyone heard another voice, he was so clear and so deep!

"Impossible! This is impossible!!" Qian Shanxue's voice was sharp and stern, he looked at his hair madly and touched his face completely.

At this moment, he no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of the past. He was panicked and terrified like a desperate woman, grabbing his hair desperately and screaming sharply.

Qianshanxue is not dead! !

Everyone was stunned! !

This monster, couldn't such a sword kill him?

The eyes of Ouyang Nan and others were completely desperate, and they didn't even have the courage to face Qianshanxue again!

Such a terrifying sword, he actually survived!

If they were to be replaced by them, I'm afraid they would have already turned into powder, and their form and spirit will be destroyed!

Although Qianshanxue looked much older at this time and the magic weapon was completely destroyed, his skill still remained, and the golden body fragments were rapidly condensing and recasting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pain and despair in everyone's eyes!

They were all monks, and roughly guessed that the vitality in the body would not last long when the elder brother played the ninth sword, so after all, this sword did not persist enough to directly cause the thousand mountains and snow to erode into dry bone powder.

What should they do now? Who else can come to rescue them?

But this still brought an extremely heavy blow to Qian Shanxue, his arrogance and self-esteem were heavily trampled under his feet, and this person was the ant he looked down on most!

"You, all are going to die!! You guys!!! Everyone!!! All are going to die!!!"

Qianshanxue's eyes were red, and the intense shame made him almost crazy!

He wants to kill everyone here and let everyone who saw this scene die! !

Qianshanxue raised his hands, clenched into fists, roared wildly, and the fire cloud rolled in the sky again!

Everyone looked like paper and looked desperate. They heard a voice suddenly rang out as they were eating together: "Those who enter my sword pavilion are all my brothers. Drinking the mountain water in the morning and eating the eagle peak at night."

This voice is loud and loud like a dragon's roar, and anger like a tiger's roar. Even the turbulent wind and cloud can't hide it, even the roar of the world can't stop it!

They saw Li Chengfeng holding the sunset gun tightly in his hands, his eyes were tearful, his eyes were burning with anger, and he chanted loudly the Twelve Laws of Lingshan that every disciple of the Tibetan sword pavilion was familiar with.

Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Nan stood up. He burst into tears and shouted loudly: "The rules of the door are all ruthless."

Han Tianxing and Zhao Xiaobao stood up with tears in their eyes, and chanted aloud the text that had not been recited for long, but had penetrated into the bone marrow and burned into the soul: "Ode to the front of the church, Zhao Chao's heart!"

Su Youmo stood up with tears in his eyes. He remembered his good brother Tian Jun who died in battle, and remembered the days when he had been inseparable from the morning class, fighting together, and playing together. His voice was choked up, but his voice was filled with anger and anger. Hatred: "Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, kill!"

Immediately afterwards, Prisoners Antong and Qiu Chu also stood up. Although they were unwilling to participate in such a life-and-death battle, after all, they had lived in the Tibetan sword pavilion for many years, and they were the kind of die-hard people who finally stayed behind. How can you feel the same?

They also burst into tears, reciting aloud: "Unfaithful and unfilial, kill! See the profit and forget the righteous, kill!"

Qu Tongqiu and Zhao Yibai also cried in a mess. They wanted to run, but they didn’t know why. There seemed to be an inexplicable force spreading in their bodies. This force drove them to overcome cowardice and fear, and then came forward: " Those who rebel against the division, kill! Those who commit insurrection, kill!"

Sun Yongcai and the traitors of the Hidden Sword Pavilion were full of tears. The old tears were running and crying. Sun Yongcai's figure flashed and took the lead to fly in the direction of Li Chengfeng and the others, and soon fell on Li Chengfeng’s. Behind him, he resisted the choking, reciting aloud: "Betrayal brothers, kill! Bullying the weak, kill!"

Afterwards, Zuo Fei followed. With tears in his eyes, he shouted: "*Women, kill!"

Immediately afterwards, more and more renegades of the Tibetan sword pavilion stood up. They gathered behind Li Chengfeng and chanted loudly along with him: "Those who are afraid of fighting, kill! Those who escape the battle, kill! "

Ouyang Xiu, Li Xuanming and the others watched this scene blankly. Although they were not from the hidden sword pavilion, at this moment, the substantive murderous intent and combat intent of the people in the hidden sword pavilion was almost so strong to the naked eye that they were all shocked and moved.

The vigorous and heroic recitation of the twelve temperaments made their hair stand upright!

"Kill those who are corrupt and dereliction of duty!"

The tearful faces made them frightened!

"If you die, kill!"

When he finished memorizing the last commandment, Li Chengfeng drew out the broken sword he had hidden with him. He held it high, although it was a broken blade, but it was broken and stubborn, revealing the spirit of rather than bending, multiplying tragic and passionate!

At this time, the big brother asked them to awaken, and Li Chengfeng let them understand: The only people under the world who can rely on are themselves!

Where's the savior in the world!

Li Chengfeng screamed: "Cangjian Pavilion disciple, draw your sword!"

Everyone in the hidden sword pavilion shouted in unison, shaking the clouds: "Draw the sword!!"

Everyone drew their swords, just like swordsmen who were determined to die, knowing that they were invincible, but when they met on the road of life and death, they still drew their proud sword!

For a time, Wan Songlin was angry, and his sword was angry! !