Kneel to Me

Therefore, each of her swords must be full of aggressiveness, and it must be flawless.

After winning the second senior brother in the battle, Song Juyao was still not arrogant or impetuous, and carried out his daily training plan without haste. She worshipped under the sect of the third uncle, who taught her swordsmanship, and she adjusted and improved it to the most suitable for her.

Infected, gradually, the little girl has fifteen and sixteen brothers, then seventeen, eighteen... and finally the second brother also joined.

Winter came to chūn, winter came and summer came, and the figure in the yard gradually drew, and he had become a qualified sword cultivator who could stand on his own.

...

"Chong-"

The battle between Song Juyao and the ghost king is still going on.

On the ground, the master and the brothers had already dealt with those lieutenants, and there was too much anger. After Song Juyao cleared an open space, it began to spread again. They pulled up the master on the ground and took Yujian away.

The masters no longer have a trace of spiritual energy in their bodies, and they are seriously injured.

...

In the Xiaoqiao Liushui courtyard, the middle-aged man looked at the stars in the sky, and his expression suddenly changed.

"No, there are evil stars blocking the way, the situation in City B has changed, our plan has changed, what's going on?... No, I can't figure it out, I have to tell the master!"

...

The battle was so long, and the wickedness was rolled like a sea. The darkest time of dawn has come. The sword cultivators of the Sword Sect in the early days brought the masters out of the tomb of King Ling, and the government helicopter has been dispatched. Come pick up someone.

Now waiting for the final result.

The ghost king didn't expect Song Juyao to be so difficult. He has been consuming her spiritual power. However, Song Juyao's spiritual power does not know what is going on. It is so vast and cannot be exhausted. , was hurt by her again and again.

He didn't notice these small scars at all, until the scars became very numerous, and his body was swallowed like a frog by a little bit of warm water, and he finally realized that he thought he had set a consumption spirit for Song Juyao. In fact, Song Juyao used his trap to set another trap.

He finally lost his patience and began to feel a strong sense of crisis.

He fell into the ground from the air and was drowned in the evil spirit. Then, taking him as a circle, the evil spirit was attracted and formed a huge ball. He wrapped the evil balloon and rushed towards Song Juyao. Song Juyao Without fear, he rushed towards him.

The figures of the ghost king and Song Juyao were both submerged in the huge dark cloud-like sphere in the dark night sky.

It was so dark that even the audience in the live broadcast room of the trial show could only see the darkness and couldn't see Song Juyao.

【Ah ah ah I can't see it! ! ! 】

【So nervous ah ah ah ah ah】

[If Song Juyao dies again this time, wouldn't the third issue be restarted for the tenth time? 】

[You won't die, come on! ! ! 】

Liang Qiao stared at the live broadcast room, but hoped that Song Juyao would die so that he could arrange other scripts. This time, he would definitely keep his eyes on her and never allow her to deviate from the script!

...

In the virtual world, a hint of fish maw white has appeared on the horizon, and the darkest time of dawn has passed.

In the military podium, everyone looked nervously at the huge cloud of evil air.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a man in a wheelchair was pushed in.

They turned their heads and immediately stood up straight, "Mr. Guo Shi."

The man looked very young, less than thirty years old, wearing a white silk Tai Chi suit, with a very handsome and gentle face, his eyes were melancholy and compassionate, and his temperament was noble, like a snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains.

"I heard that there is an accident in City B, come and see."

A general walked over in person, took the wheelchair handle, and pushed him to the screen.

On the screen, the ominous air mass was still attracting more ominous air, forming even more ominous air. The observer wanted to see Song Juyao's situation inside, and he kept controlling the satellite to zoom in on the camera.

"What's the situation?" the national teacher asked.

"It's a sword cultivator from the Sword Sect of the Absolute Beginning. He's very powerful. Now he's fighting the ghost king."

"Jian Xiu?" He showed a surprised expression, staring at the vicious mass, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Jianxiu... Although I don't know what's going on, it's impossible for anyone to win in such a big and thick vicious mass. Those vicious auras will invade people's marrow, biting cold and pain. There will be no counterattack, just like the more than eight million people in City B at this time.

Suddenly, he frowned slightly.

Suddenly, a roar of the evil spirit unwillingly came out of the vicious mass, which was sharp and ear-piercing, and then disappeared.

"This is……"

A dazzling light pierced out of the darkness, and the light was too dazzling. Whether it was the people from the Xuanling faction, the people on the podium, or the audience in the live broadcast room of the trial show, everyone subconsciously turned their faces away or raised their arms to cover.

After a while, the light dissipated, and they opened their eyes to see that the darkness had been broken, and was struggling in vain to gradually disappear. The bright red morning sun rose, and the light passed through. Between the strong black and red, there was a slender figure standing in the sky. , turned his back to everyone and looked at the sun, his high ponytail was moved by the wind.