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Chapter 223 Death of the Holy Lord (Part 1)

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    After a while, Wan Zun's deep voice sounded again, "Is Wan Dian Peak, the last base of the Evil Saint, going to be lost?" His thick eyebrows were furrowed, and Wan Zun's eyes flashed with evil intent, and finally gave way to a look of helplessness.  .  Although the loss of Wandian Peak was expected, it seemed to come a little too quickly.  The outsider's actionsare too unscrupulous!  "Magic Sound Lingyu", the depressed Wan Zun's eyes suddenly turned red, his hands flashed, and he turned the magic formulas one by one. Circles of invisible air waves rushed out of the Heavenly Saint Realm, towards the Wanhuang Planet, towards the Wanhuang Planet.  Electric peak rapid fire.

    "This old devil makes such a loud noise, what is he going to do?"

    In the Nine Color World, the alarm sounded.  Acting Realm Master Jiuhua frowned deeply.  He didn't sense what happened at Wandian Peak, but the message seal of Wanzun Evil Emperor alarmed him.

    The sword energy spreads vertically and horizontally, and the demon power consumes the sky.

    At Wandian Peak, the war has reached a critical juncture.  After Ziyue focused most of her attention on the operation of the Liangyi Yin-Yang Sword Formation in mid-air, and supplemented it with the help of the True Spirit Five-Colored Talisman from time to time, Yun Zizi and Wu Tianming wanted to rush towards the Great Tiangang Formation below and Qianlei Pavilion.  The intention of reuniting was ended, and the two of them were stopped in mid-air. The intense consumption eroded their will. Looking at the bright black sword light of the colorful hands, they no longer had the previous high spirits.

    ¡°This little girl is amazing,¡± Yun Zizai muttered as he repeatedly attacked but was beaten back.  This is the first time he has met his opponent since he started practicing the Great Sage True Spirit Demonic Skill. They have been fighting fiercely for several hours, and the opponent's tenacity does not seem to have diminished at all.

    Yun Zizi, who was in the state of spiritual magic, was relatively calm, but Wu Tianming, who was unable to attack for a long time and saw the sword light getting colder and colder, became impatient. Ziyue is undoubtedly an opponent who can fight a protracted battle, and the speed of converting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can keep up.  The speed at which true spiritual power is consumed.  In normal times, he could accompany him, but at this time, the Heavenly Advocate hidden somewhere was like a bone in the throat or a thorn in the heart, ready to give him a heavy blow at any time.  Whenever he thought of this, he would feel palpitated. This situation of being unable to advance or retreat made him feel like he was in a large encirclement that could be ambushed at any time.  Wu Tianming did not take too many actions, but had a sinister look in his eyes. Compared with the majestic and aggressive Yun Zizai, he paid more attention to the happenings around him.

    Ziyue also felt uncomfortable. The two old guys in the air were not ordinary strong. She used almost all the methods she could use, but the two guys with blood all over their bodies were unscathed. At least they couldn't see anything wrong with them.  Proper place.  The Great Tiangang Formation on the ground is also a threat that cannot be taken lightly. "Brother, why haven't you taken action yet?" Ziyue asked secretly.

    In fact, Tianxin has already intervened.  However, instead of helping Ziyue, they only sow a layer of barrier light curtain to protect the disciples and disciples of Tianyin Thirty-sixth Pavilion, and at the same time restrained a large Tiangang Formation.  Judging from Ziyue's current situation, although she is a little embarrassed, there is no fatal danger.  Tianxin doesn't care how long or how long the two sides, who are not far apart in strength, will fight. He only cares about whether Ziyue can grow from the fight and whether she can learn to use her skills through the stalemate in this life-and-death fight where she is somewhat disadvantaged.  Use your brain, switch offense and defense, defeat your opponent, and win.

    Persistence is the permanent way of fighting and the ultimate way to win.

    Ziyue, who is in the middle of the game, feels that it is a lot harder, but Tianxin, who is on the outside, sees many benefits.  Whether it's Yun Zizi in mid-air, Wu Tianming, Holy Lord on the ground, or even Lan Wushuang, their fighting relies on old rich experience without innovation, while Ziyue is a newcomer and is in the stage of learning.  The stage is also a critical moment of life and death. It can be said that to get out of the crisis, you must break through and create. You need to learn to identify, compete for and grasp advantages bit by bit in a fierce form.  Therefore, what Tianxin has to do is to maintain this battle situation and let Ziyue be thoroughly tested.

    Lan Wushuang was desperate.  The masters of Mingyue Pavilion on the sea were trapped by the third Great Tiangang Formation and were unable to deal with her. They also gave her no reason to "retreat".  And she was unable to retreat under the fierce attack of Ziyue's black flying sword to join up with her disciples to jointly resist the damn big Tiangang formation of Qianlei Pavilion. Ziyue would hit her with a five-color talisman from time to time, which would often make her  She was in a hurry for a while.  What's more terrible, after a long fight, she was exhausted, so she flew into the air, trying to escape from the battle circle. When she thought about it, Ziyue, the little master of Tianyin Pavilion, was fighting against the enemy from three sides. No matter what, there was no way to stop her from flying far away.  However, something strange happened. As soon as she came out of the battle circle, she received a moderate blow. With her heart beating wildly, she automatically fell back into the battle circle.  As the leader of a pavilion, of course she didn't believe in this evil, but after the third time, she had to give up the idea of ????escaping from the battle circle. The blows outside the battle circle were stronger each time. In addition to the water-colored brilliance of her protective magic weapon,  Outside the blue glass bead, it was completely destroyed in the last blow, and an extremely cold warning hum seemed to be heard in my ears: ??I won¡¯t participate anymore.  Remember, the Twelve-Character Rule must be strictly enforced.  "

    High in the sky, Tianxin¡¯s voice disappeared.  On the ground, Ziyue's little face burst into evil light, and a pair of beautiful big eyes looked at the intact captives in front of her one by one: Yun Zizai, Wu Tianming, hundreds of masters from the Qianlei Pavilion, the Holy Lord, Lan Wushuang and Haiming Yue  People in the pavilion.  Finally he fell to his feet, tears filling his big eyes.  Underfoot, just underfoot, a group of swordsmanship disciples from Tianyin Thirty-Sixth Pavilion could never come back. They were beaten to bloody ashes by two old guys, Yun Zizai and Wu Tianming.

    Looking at Ziyue, who had tears in her eyes and a glowing light in her tears, Yun Zizai and Wu Tianming were extremely shocked.  The Holy Master of Qianlei Pavilion and Lan Wushuang of Haiming Yue Pavilion were a little embarrassed. They were discussing swords among the three pavilions. A few days ago, they and Ziyue were the lords of the Three Pavilions who laughed and laughed. They were polite and smiling. Now, they are reduced to prisoners of the rank.  It has to make people feel that things are impermanent.

    Ziyue was pondering over who to deal with first. After all, the Holy Master of Qianlei Pavilion and his party and Lan Wushuang and his party of Haimingyue Pavilion were not from Tianyin Thirty-Six Pavilions, so it would be inappropriate to bring them back to the pavilion for treatment.  Suddenly a weak voice came, "Little girl, I have a request, I hope you agree."

    "What request?" Ziyue looked at the source of the voice, and Wu Tianming, who had a gray face, tried his best to support his body.

    "He," Wu Tianming pointed his index finger at the extremely gray-faced Holy Lord of Qianlei Pavilion, and shouted with his only strength, "I want him to die!" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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