Chapter 248 The Final Battle of the Dragon of the Immortals

If the world wants to retreat, Cai Danxia's treasure knife is out of hand, and the knife of reverse killing is emitted, spinning rapidly in mid-air, and the light is dazzling and eye-catching.

The crazy knife shouted, "Go back to the dragon and cut back!"

The crazy knife stepped back two steps, suddenly jumped up, infused with real strength, and the dragon's treasure knife also came out of its hand. Although the color Danxia knife did not rotate quickly, it was still blue, the knife was murderous and murderous, and directly hit the counterattack knife of the wanted to the world.

With a loud sound, Huilong counterattacked and hit the knife of counterattack, emitting bright light. Then two knives reversed back, with the crazy knife in his hand, and the blade pointed to the void.

He wanted Hongchen to take back the Caidanxiabao knife, but he did not have the determination of the crazy knife. He stepped back three steps, and his qi and blood surged, and it was easy to recover.

Crazy knife said coldly, "You have just recovered from a serious injury, and you are not my opponent! I advise you to go back to recuperate for a few years, so as not to damage the prestige of the sword of counterattack.

If you want to be strong, you don't need to waste all your skills! Reverse killing, the sky is boundless!"

Wanting to hold a breath, Cai Danxia threw the knife back, drawing a aperture in mid-air, Wanting Hongchen to take action again, holding the handle of the knife and touching it with real force, the knife wind broke through the air, screaming and sharp, and violently hitting the mad knife.

Seeing that the Hongchen was still stubborn and refused to give up, the mad knife saw that his counterattack and the boundless sky were simply a desperate blow. With a full blow, the mad knife dared not neglect, stepped on the direction of the nine palaces, drew it with his right foot, and shouted: "Dragon battle against the eight wildernesses!"

The crazy knife soared in the air and turned around. The dragon's treasure knife blade went to the sky and the ground and hit it straight down. The surrounding wind of the knife spirit suddenly started. In this wind, the mad knife poured true power, and the dragon's treasure knife drew a dazzling strong light through the blue knife, hitting the endless sky of the desire of the red dust.

With another loud noise, the Caidanxiabao knife that wanted Hongchen was hit back. He barely catch it, but he only felt that it was as heavy as a thousand pounds and almost fell down.

The dragon's knife only paused in mid-air. At this moment, the mad knife shouted with an angry sword, "The flying dragon is in the sky!"

When I suddenly saw the dragon's dragon's knife coming again in an instant, I hurriedly picked up the colorful Danxia treasure knife. Originally, I had just recovered from a serious injury, and my blood had surged in an instant by waving the knife, but how could I resist the dragon war of the mad knife and then the flying dragon in the sky.

He wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood and slowly stood on the ground, still holding the handle of the knife and standing with the knife.

Seeing that the world was so hard and obsessed with knives, Kuang Dao couldn't help but cherishing each other and said coldly, "You have lost! Go back and have a good rest. If you don't accept it, you can come to me at any time. It's not too late for a gentleman to revenge, and the crazy knife is waiting for your revenge!"

After saying that, he went away with a knife and didn't look at the world, and joined the melee between Unknown Zhuang and Jiangnan Buddhism.

At this time, Mr. Mingyue's sword spirit is rampant, leading the dark night Liuxiang, orchid butterfly dance and colorful rings to kill the descendants of Jiangnan Buddhism. The disciples of Xiandu and Yujing Dongtian also flocked up, and there were no masters in Jiangnan Buddhism. Chiba laughed at the Buddha and the disaster master retreated because the teacher was too uncontrollably.

The crazy knife rushed over, and the dragon's treasure knife crossed and joined the battle group. Chiba Xiaofo was even more frightened when he saw it. He couldn't care about a lot. He ran away and retreated one after another.

The mad knife led the disciples of Xiandu Dongtian to chase straight to the other side of Dinghu Lake, but Mr. Mingyue withdrew and turned around and attacked behind the unknown Zhuangzhuang people.

Tianxu Taoist priest and Canqing Zhenren dealt with the nameless four masterpieces, and Huaqing Zhenren and Qingyangzi resisted Fat Maitreya, Yanbo Fisherman, Qianhua and others.

Mr. Mingyue judged the situation and saw that although Huaqing Zhenren and Qingyangzi's martial arts and Taoism were not as good as Tianxu and Canqing, he was still easy to deal with Fat Maitreya and others.

The situation of Taoist priest Tianxu and Canqing is a little bad. They fell into the four battles. The other party's nameless four unique arrays, earthless, eight wildernesses and six absolutes are all masters, and the four unique arrays composed of them are even more powerful. The two have already been overstretched. Thanks to the old man Tianya and the ancestor of Chisong when they fought for nothing, they took time to slap in the east. With a punch in the west, or sacrifice a light sword to stab left and right to disrupt the four arrays, Tianxu and Can Qing have been supported until now.

Mr. Mingyue rushed into the four arrays, and his swords swept at the old man of the eight wilderness, but Taiyinyun hit Liuhe Boy. Liuhe Boy exclaimed, "Ziwei Jue! It's Sister Sikong's Ziwei.

The empty and ethereal voice sounded: "Be careful! What's the fuss!"

When Mr. Mingyue heard the familiar and ethereal voice of Master Sikong Wuming Shaner, his mind fluttered and stole his eyes. He saw that Sikong Wuming was still covered with a faint veil. He could not see what the peerless face was after the veil, but there was no doubt about it. Sikong Wuming's eyes flowed in autumn waves, and he looked at it and did not leave Ming. About the son of Yue.

Since he was separated from Sikong, Mr. Mingyue tried several times to see Sikong, but it was difficult to ascend to heaven. Who would have thought that when he saw him today, he actually drew his sword and fell in love with him. Only a bitter smile, he did not even dare to look at Sikong Wuming's resentful eyes. He was not afraid of leaving the three souls, but only hated heaven and earth. Love, make fun of people.

Tianjue Situ saw that Mr. Mingyue threw himself into the net and broke into the four arrays. When the enemy met him, he was particularly jealous and sneered and said, "Good boy! You are finally here. Ten thousand arrows save your heart!"

Tianjue Situ couldn't wait to crush Mingyue to death like a bedbug. As soon as he started, he used a killing move to carry the ice and condensed into dozens of pieces of broken ice. The ice was sharp, and the ice arrows with tens of thousands of arrows were sent out in an instant, sealing all the ways to retreat of Mr. Mingyue.

Di Jue Sikong Wumei exclaimed and deeply hated Tianjue Situ Wukai's cold killing move from the beginning. When he didn't see the rescue, he saw Mr. Mingyue carrying the purple myrtle god. A big gourd-shaped Taiyin cloud pushed out, blocking the momentum of thousands of arrows to save his heart. Then the sword light flashed, jingling, and the ice arrows one after another. And fall.

Tianjue Situ finished one move without injury, and he made another move and shouted: "Fly through the clouds and cracked silk!"

A light arc of a cold ice knife passed through the dark clouds and hit Mr. Mingyue, and Mr. Mingyue shouted, "ji!" He toss the flying sword, pierced the light arc, and the flying sword cut Situ unharmed.

The old man took advantage of the situation to twist you to fight against the strong wind. The Liuhe boy touched out the soul-grabbing needle. Tianxu Taoist priest and Canqing people gasped. Seeing that the two had strange movements, they rushed up separately.

The old man of the Eight Wastes just shouted, "There is no wind and thunder!" The palm wind pushed out the sound of wind and thunder and was about to hit Mr. Mingyue. Suddenly, the sword spirit of Tianxu Taoist priest arrived, and Tianxu also shouted, "Thunder blow!"

The sharp sword spirit of the thunder was dissipated in an instant. The old man of the Eight Wastes was furious, retreated a few feet, stood by the Dinghu Lake, took a breath on the shaking ground, and shouted, "The wind is about to rain!"

The sleeves of the robe brushed, sucked up the water of Dinghu Lake, and suddenly waved it. Then the palm wind pushed out, and then shouted, "The wind is so sad!"