The Lord who use immortals as food

The moment the whisper fell, Qiu Tianyu suddenly felt the flames that had been pushed away by the mysterious energy suddenly and violently surge over him.

In front of him, the young man's eyes were dyed blue little by little, and jade-like light scales appeared in the corners of his eyes. The next moment, a fairy voice sounded from nowhere, and a noble robe like black scales was born on his body, with a fire belt and a jade pendant. , long hair floating in flames

The backlash of [Law of the Same World] has actually caused the chest and abdomen to burn, and cracks have appeared in the spiritual body. However, at this moment, he is still a body-shaping master who only suppresses the profound energy. The euphorbia breaks through the flames and is about to break through the flames in front of him for the third time. The boy's chest.

And this time he will definitely die for real!

But the next moment, the halberd froze in the air.

The red jade grew out of the halberd like ice edges. From the blade to the shaft, countless knots of red jade crystals snaked and extended toward the beams, walls, and floors. Then at the end they turned into a raging wave that gradually turned from red to yellow. fire.

It was a large amount of flames that surged across the entire boat and rushed towards this place, like hundreds of ministers courting their lords. All the fireworks no longer rise toward the sky, but swarm here, squeezing, shrinking, qualitatively changing, and solidifying into the Zhulian Prison.

The noble young man Xing Shou was surrounded by these rubies and gently raised his hand towards Qiu Tianyu in front of him. The next moment, the beautiful and violent vermilion flames engulfed him completely,

At this moment, Qiu Tianyu roared again and tried hard to stab the euphorbia forward, but the prisoner did not move at all. He immediately paid the price for this greedy attempt.

The flames that engulfed him began to condense into crystals rapidly. Starting from Qiu Tianyu's hand holding the halberd, it spread to the entire shoulder in an instant.

Qiu Tianyu raised his knife and cut off the arm as his pupils suddenly shrank. The next moment, the detached arm suddenly exploded, and the beautiful and quiet vermilion turned into furious fire, and his spiritual body melted into white bones in an instant.

Qiu Tianyu gritted his teeth and stood up, crashing through the two floors and rushing out. However, in the blink of an eye, his body was in severe pain. He was stabbed several times by the fire jade, and then the fireworks that exploded in his body were fiercely swallowed. With the spiritual body.

When a fire burns, only one-tenth of its energy is used by people; when a boat burns fire, it is inevitable that people who rely on their own cultivation will despise it.

Only when all the temperature rushes in the direction pointed by Lord Huo, will people know how huge it is.

Outside the boat, countless people watched the sudden changes in the battle situation with bated breath.

The surging fire of the fortune ship engulfed the figures of the two people, and the small patch of sky was reflected red, making the two of them invisible at all. But Yan Feiqing still didn't come out of the lake.

Changsun Jue didn't feel the pain in her wrist anymore. She and Cui Zhaoye looked straight at the lake, and her close friend's face turned pale.

Cui Zhaoye had just discovered that Qiu Tianyu was not bound by the Law of the Same World, and had also seen him seriously injure Yan Feiqing with a halberd, and then fly into the fire boat to chase down the weak young man with a broken arm.

She knew very well that for the pulse state, "stretching the body" was a desperate state.

There was a commotion behind him, which was that Jin Wuwei had arrived at the shore.

On the far east bank of the north bank, hundreds of soldiers were forming a formation. On the south bank, which was closest to the battle, these guards were shouting and clearing the passage.

People looked back one after another. A tall man in military uniform and a black cloak was striding towards the lake surrounded by many generals of the Jinwu Guard. His eyes looked eagerly and angrily towards the center of the lake. However, like everyone else, there were no three people in sight. human figure.

Fu Zhiyun on the green stage looked over there, suddenly tilted his head and whispered: "Junfang, is that your father-in-law?"

In the direction she pointed, behind the tall man, a man in his late fifties was neatly dressed, following solemnly and half a step behind.

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"Then isn't this man General Yang Junhu?"

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It is indeed Yang Yunhu, Jinwu's guard, who ranks in the third rank. He is the commander of Zuo Jinwu and is in charge of the military affairs of various mansions. In Shenjing, this is also a first-class real power position. Now it was obvious that he would not be able to wear armor in the future, so he hurried over wearing only a big cloak. At this moment, he stared at the battle that was coming to an end.

And amid the commotion on the south bank, the flames of the huge fortune ship suddenly dimmed, causing everyone to be silent for a moment.

The next moment people discovered that it was not about to go out, but that the flames were all rushing into it crazily.

People looked at this miraculous scene in astonishment. There was silence on the shore until a figure broke through the top of the lucky boat and shot out into the sky.

It was an ugly, trembling remains.

There were countless holes and burns, blood and clothes were burned together, one arm completely disappeared, and there were several exposed bones on the body.

The cold winter rain poured on him, stirring up boiling white mist. It was not until the next moment that the lake water burst open, and a man wearing a monk's robe and half-blood-stained body suddenly penetrated his body with a three-foot-long thunderbolt from behind. People were shocked. Suddenly he realized that this was the arrogant Qiu Tianyu just now!

Qiu Tianyu roared angrily, held the sword with his backhand, and knocked back the man behind him with a powerful knee. Then he stumbled and fell from the air onto the lake.

It is true that he will not die yet. This is the first time he has been seriously injured since the beginning of the war. Even though Zhenxuan is about to die, they have kept his Dantian, head and heart intact.

On the south bank, when Yang Junhu's eyes fell on the dying figure, his footsteps stopped in disbelief, and a majestic roar broke out: "Jinwu ban! Stop immediately!!"

The sound spread across the West Pond.

Qiu Tianyu flew towards Feijing Tower and retreated. During the whole process, he was guarding Yan Feiqing from the front. Several hall leaders and helmsmen also came up to him with swords and blocked him.

Across from them, the Taoist priest who had taken the full force of the attack was also bloodstained and pale. At this time, the figure of the young man with a single sword and a dangling arm also walked out of the sinking Fu ship. The fire shadow slipped off his clothes. Everything was intact as when he fell into the fire ship, but his expression was also tired.

Yang Juhu's majestic voice had spread throughout the West Pond. The man raised his hand and pressed the sword on his waist, staring at the two people in the center of the lake. His voice was almost hoarse, and he roared: "Everyone, disarm immediately!!"

Thousands of Jinwu armored soldiers had surrounded here. Many people watching felt the serious atmosphere at this time, and whispering had disappeared.

And above the center of the lake, the sound came from afar through the rain curtain. Pei Ye was walking step by step on the lake from behind. Yan Feiqing looked back at him. The young man just looked ahead quietly and gently raised his sword.

Yan Feiqing turned back and saw that in front, "Beiheng" and the three helmsmen were protecting the broken body tightly.

So he cast a light look.

The man's eyes were very light and clean, and there was rarely any fluctuation on weekdays. Even though he was so seriously injured, his Taoist robe was stained with blood, and his face was pale, his expression did not change much.

But now, a violent colorless flame suddenly ignited in these eyes!

As if born from nothing, immortal and indestructible, unknown where, unknown whether visible or invisible, just the moment when they looked into the five pairs of eyes, the same violent colorless fire rose in their eyes.

"Qingwei Shenlie Secret Method"

The five people froze for a moment.

And behind Yan Feiqing, the young man finally stepped forward step by step.

Standing with his broken arms scattered, he gently closed his eyes, cold raindrops flowed down his cheeks and hair, his pale face became weaker and colder, and the whole person seemed to melt into the rain.

The same is true for the sword.

The raindrops hit the sword body with a click, Pei Ye straightened his left arm and gently placed the sword behind his arm.

The cold sword intent infected the water droplets on the sword, and then, one by one, [Sword Washing Water] began to flow upwards. Perhaps it reached the clouds.

Pei Ye gently opened his eyes and shook the water droplets on the sword.

In an instant, seven feet away, the robes were sharply torn, the cheeks were opened, and the throats were oozing red. The rain falling from the sky inevitably swept over the bodies of the five people.

The combination of the last three chapters of "First Moon North Rain" passed down by Xiao Ma Sword cannot be understood by those who are not emotional and extremely skilled in swords.

[God washes the sword, the north rain falls from the sky]