Chapter 8 Sword Only

In the world of heroes, outside the mountains and sea peaks of the four spiritual mountains.

The whole mountain and sea peak does not stand in the endless mountains and clouds like Taitu Peak. It is in the vast sea, with waves and waves in the sky within thousands of miles. A straight sea bridge runs through one end of the British continent and follows this huge sea peak. Endless waves are raging around, and the roars are ringing through the world.

The huge waves are huge.

Located between the rugged sea rocks in the middle of the bridge, two figures swayed in the storm.

The wolf.

Evil Moon!

At this moment, the wolf's whole body is covered with countless wounds, and the blood stains are terrible. He gasped and leaned on the sea stone several meters high behind him, staring at the slowly coming evil moon with hatred.

A black robe.

Cover the whole body of the evil moon.

His right hand held a weapon like a sickle of death, which was filled with black flames. He sneered and walked towards the wolf step by step.

"It seems to be called a wolf, right?"

"Oh..."

A hoarse voice came from under the black robe with disdain: "I don't know how you met the young palace owner of our Zizhu Palace, but you may not understand that you are just a humble reptile! What level of existence of the Purple Bamboo Palace, even the heavenly sect is far inferior, and you..."

The black sickle dragged on the ground, making a harsh sound.

"How dare you want to climb her?!"

"Haha!!"

The wolf suddenly looked calm.

His hand gently brushed the things in his arms and promised her promise.

"Your name is Xie Yue, I remember it."

The voice was calm and terrible, which made Xie Yue couldn't help but stop, but soon, his face hidden under the black robe sneered strangely.

"It seems that I haven't tried the feeling of being alone."

"How dare you!"

......

Taitu Peak.

The red battle held a long knife of boiling flames, and there was a flash of flame in his eyes.

The turbulent knife light, as if it were burning.

Xiaoyao changed color for the first time.

The blood rainbow sword was gently clenched in his hand, chanting softly, and resounding through the audience. The two stood quietly on both sides of the competition platform, calm and a little scary.

The invisible wave marks continue to spread, and there seems to be a slight explosion.

......

Under the stage.

Everyone is holding their breath.

This battle is destined to be the battle they are looking forward to. The two of them are at the top of the Taitu Palace. In terms of strength, it can be called the top of the Taitu Peak! In the crowd, the night demon's body was faintly illusory and blurred, but the solemn look was hidden in this illusion, with incomparable attention.

"Ding~"

Hu Ji stood in a corner with a nervous face. Suddenly, a soft sound stunned her. In doubt, she took out a cloud jade in her arms, and a short message flashed through her mind.

"Senior Sister"

"There is a player named Negative Swordsman who wants you to contact Xiaoyao and tell him a sentence, 'The wolf was killed by the evil moon'!"

"Huh?"

"The Negative Swordsman?"

Hu Ji frowned slightly.

She looked at the stage, and her heart suddenly flashed with surprise.

In her impression, Xiaoyao has no friends in the evil moon field, and the negative swordsman has never heard of it! And who is the wolf?

As for the name Xie Yue, it also made her eyes shrink.

Four Lingyue, ranking sixth! His strength may be stronger than that of Xiaoyao! And such a character actually killed a friend who was suspected to be Xiaoyao. She felt something vaguely... She looked up at the competitive stage. In the invisible momentum, the two were completely immersed in the battle that belonged to them. At this time, they could never disturb them!

"Let's wait until the war is over."

Hu Ji pressed down this message and looked at the competitive stage again.

Anyway.

Now Xiaoyao is in a full-body combat state. Although Huji doesn't know what position this wolf is in Xiaoyao's heart, she will never disturb him at this moment! Moreover, looking at the ranking above, the position of the evil moon is located in the mountain and sea peak, which is very far from here. What if you say so?

She thinks.

Xiaoyao will choose to stay in the Taitu Palace because of the Taitu Palace in Lingtai District. Do you want to find the evil moon? I believe that there will definitely be time for him to complete what she may do next.

......

"This battle."

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time. I hope you don't let me down."

Chi Zhan stood with a knife and made a low voice. The breath around him was like a violent flame, sneering, and even the air around him exuded a strange high temperature.

Xiaoyao lowered his head.

It seems that he didn't hear the words of the Red War.

But the originally extremely fierce sword light began to spit out crazily, and wisps of waxes kept condensing, turning into substance and constantly piercing around him at a terrible speed.

xiu xiu xiu

In the eyes of thousands of eyes, Chi Zhan suddenly jumped up, and the flame knife was dragged to drive a flame trace. The body twisted, which seemed simple but was extremely violently, but it made a fierce flame knife shadow burst out on the whole competitive stage.

"Cut!"

The explosion roared in the ears of many players around him.

Xiaoyao still stood and bowed his head.

When the extremely violent flame knife light rolled down from the sky through the sky, his drooping head was raised in vain, and the strong light flashed crazily.

Only the sword.

There is only a sword in his hand in his heart!

Without looking at the violent knife, the blood rainbow sword suddenly disappeared in many surprised eyes, and the moment of reappearance had been suspended a few feet above Xiaoyao's head.

xiu xiu~

The crazy sword spirit swept away like wisps of sharp swords.

Hundreds of paths, thousands of paths, thousands of paths, crazy to form a circle of wave marks around the blood rainbow sword.

Maybe one second.

Maybe not even a thousandth of a second. The blood rainbow sword, which was in the countless sword gas waves, burst into the sky in vain. The powerful fluctuation at that moment, even thousands of sword gas shot out with rolling.

Sword light.

The spirit of flame swept the audience.

The hurricane swept, and the wild waves raged, making Xiaoyao's clothes move. The endless fighting spirit in his eyes was burning, and it seemed that two sharp swords appeared in his eyes.

"Only the sword!"

"Yes, what I pursue is the sword. I don't need anything else. I just need the sword in my hand. It's me. I'm it. If I regard myself as a sword, I can play an offensive sword that doesn't need defense in the true sense!"

A wisp of light suddenly appeared.

Xiaoyao raised his head and excitedly watched the explosion of thousands of swords, setting off waves in his heart.

His heart.

Constantly firm at a terrible speed.

He understood what he was chasing after this battle, and now, it finally sprouted in his heart. Although its future is only a small prototype, it is extremely firm.

"Good!"

"Good!" In the air, the red battle was excited.

In a short moment.

He felt the change of Xiaoyao, and he became more and more excited. The hot knife seemed to feel his excitement at this moment, and the original horrible flame soared again.

" Xiaoyao, take my knife!"

The sword spirit is vertical and horizontal.

The red war's eyes were on fire, like a flame giant, holding a long knife of horrible flames and splitting them brazenly.

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