Chapter 11 Iron Gate Zhuhong [Section 1]

[Section 1||Moon Song]

In the clear blue sky, white clouds are flying.

Gu Xinghe, who was holding a silver and white sword, and Xiao Yedi in black were far away.

This time, another shocking battle broke out between the two: Emperor Xiao Ye stood quietly in the void with the cultivation of his master, and on the other side was the ancient Xinghe, whose strength rose sharply because of the magic power of wedding clothes, holding a long sword and flying with white hair.

A few days ago, on the top of Kunlun, Gu Xinghe once used the forbidden magic power to exchange life for power. His cultivation rose sharply, but he had never fought against Emperor Xiao Ye. Instead, his five senses were almost dead. Now he once again improved his cultivation in a short time because of the forbidden spell and stood with Emperor Xiao Ye again.

The difference is that the ancient Xinghe at that time could not be the opponent of Emperor Xiao Ye, but today's ancient Xinghe, feeling the magnificent power in the body, is very sure to defeat it.

Is this the gap between the ordinary forbidden magic power and the royal forbidden magic power?

Xiao Yedi held his own identity, holding a silver stick in his hand, and stood quietly in the void, but did not take action, quietly waiting for the arrival of the attack of the Ancient Star River.

After all, the cultivation and realm of the ancient Xinghe have suddenly improved because of the magic power of forbidden arts. If you spend more time, I'm afraid that the three of them will definitely die or be injured here.

Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yuwen Zhuyan's noble status, Xiao Yedi may be afraid, otherwise, he will not only display the strange world of flying flowers to trap the three people. However, there were no big shots behind Gu Xinghe. Xiao Yedi was not used to him. He was afraid that if he was defeated, he was destined to be killed by Xiao Yedi.

"Sword·Nine Songs!" Gu Xinghe shouted loudly, and the breath emanating from his whole body instantly converberated, and then turned into a straight and fierce sword spirit, suddenly rising into the void, like a giant silver sword, carrying endless power, pointing far away in the direction of Xiao Yedi in black.

"Look at the sword!" Gu Xinghe held the silver and white sword in his hand, which corresponded to the void silver giant sword in the air, and then two long swords suddenly hit in the direction of Emperor Xiao Ye.

The cultivation of the ancient Xinghe reached the height of the master's realm at this moment. At this time, he recalled the "Star Secret Law" again and found that the book that he had been proficient in and familiar with it was still full of infinite mysteries and secrets. The proud magic power "Sword • Nine Songs" was understood from that book at the previous moment.

At this moment, the ancient Xinghe held a silver and white sword, rolled all over his white clothes, and his long hair was agitated, like a fairy. Although Xiao Yedi, standing opposite him, was still so cold, his expression of surprise and caution was getting heavier and heavier. This white-haired young man, who looked very uncomfortable at first glance, has had the strength to fight with himself in just a few years. Although he was borrowed through the magic power of forbidden art, it also surprised him.

The air, slightly trembled, and the heat wave came. The long sword in the hand of the ancient Xinghe and the sharp silver sword in the void were about to fall from the nine heavens.

"Hmm!" Xiao Yedi snorted coldly, exuding a strange and dark breath all over his body, and suddenly rose in the void, opposite the ancient Xinghe. At this time, after several wars in Kunlun, he was finally able to show his heart and sing wildly! As if suppressed to the very depths, Emperor Xiao Ye's dark breath all over his body was faintly ferocious, like a tiger, quietly waiting for the prey to be delivered to the entrance.

At that moment, their eyes met again. Gu Xinghe's angry eyes opened slightly, but Xiao Yedi narrowed his eyes and stared coldly. The air seemed to suddenly condense, and time gradually became slow.

The next moment, the sword and the silver stick suddenly met, and the two people's backs and heads also collided with endless power. At that time, the wind and rain will change.

The nine extremely sharp illusory swords slowly appeared behind the ancient Xinghe, making him look like the legendary sword god, standing proudly and flying. Xiao Yedi on the other side is still so rotten and dark, but the breath emanating from him is also earth-shaking and cannot be underestimated.

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds were still light at the previous moment, but at this moment, it was a strong wind, dark clouds dense, and thick dark clouds, it was the ancient Xinghe and Xiao Yedi in the fierce battle. Their cultivation was so strong that they made this world tremble for it.

It seems that after a long time, it seems to be the next moment, "Dang~!" A crisp and long sound echoed in this void. The dream-shaking sword in Gu Xinghe's hand had already touched the silver stick in Emperor Xiao Ye's hand, and then immediately dispersed. The endless power in the sky was gradually dissipating at this time.

Gu Xinghe held the long sword in his hand and stood quietly in mid-air. He looked down at the huge cloth bag beside his waist. He seemed to think of something. His face was shocked, but he was noticed by Emperor Xiao Ye opposite.

Emperor Xiao Ye snorted coldly and said with a sneer, "Kid, your strength is far from my opponent. Even if you use forbidden magic, you are not my opponent. Why don't you tell me where the Moyu Villa is, or hand over the burden on your waist to me, and I will spare your life?"

Gu Xinghe looked at him coldly and said with a sneer, "Thanks, you are still a strong man in the realm of master. You use tricks, threaten, and are not afraid of being laughed at by the world!" As he spoke, he quickly untied the rope around his waist and roared, "Brother Huang Gui, I'll give it to you for the time being!" After saying that, he immediately threw the cloth bag in his hand at the place of Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yuwen Zhuyan.

"Hmm!" Xiao Yedi snorted coldly, held a silver stick in his hand, and immediately attacked the cloth bag. Naturally, Gu Xinghe would not do what he wanted. Holding a long sword in his hand, he appeared in front of him again in just a moment, and the two fell into a fierce battle again. On the other side, Xuanyuan Huanggui has already taken down the cloth bag carrying feather clothes and clothes, and carefully protected it with Yuwen Zhuyan.

"Dang~!" The sound of the interming of gold and iron keeps resounding in this void. No matter how high the master Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yuwen Zhuyan are, they can't bear the endless sound waves at this time, so they protect their feather clothes and clothes and retreat far away.

This endless sound wave, the vast, exciting and long sound wave, makes the whole void tremble for it. The dark clouds in the void are constantly broken, gathered, dissipated and then gathered again.

The wind rises and the clouds dance.

Wind song, cloud breaking.

In just a few moments, the two did not know how to fight hundreds and thousands of times, and then shook hands with the magic soldiers and stood opposite each other again.

Feeling the slow dissipation of the power in his body, Gu Xinghe narrowed his eyes and knew that if he could no longer win, he was really going to be killed here! He absolutely did not doubt that Xiao Yedi, the "Night Emperor" who exuded a dark atmosphere on the opposite side, would kill himself directly without regard to Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yuwen Zhuyan. At this time, his strength already had the possibility to threaten him, making it more urgent for him to kill himself.

"Give you one last chance, and you can use your sword!" Xiao Yedi shouted and stood with a stick. His words were light and shallow, but let people feel the extreme self-confidence and conceit in his heart.

This will be the last chance of Gu Xinghe, success or failure, all in one fell swoop!

The sky gradually became dark, and the scorching sun disappeared with the dark clouds. Gradually, there was no light, only endless darkness.

A faint starlight slowly rises from the darkness, like a bright star, shining on everything in the world, all under its glory.

The starlight changed from light to bright, getting brighter and brighter, like a bright moon, rising in the void, looking down on the world for the rest of his life.

At this time, Xuanyuan Huanggui and Yuwen Zhuyan finally slowly recognized that the little silver light was actually the ancient Xinghe with a long sword. At this time, he held a silver sword, dressed in a white robe, and his clothes were agitated, just like the birth of an immortal.

"Sword • Moon Song!" The low singing slowly came from the place of the ancient Xinghe River, like a Buddhist Sanskrit. At this time, he raised the silver and white sword in his hand and let it float freely in the void, in an endless dark world, as bright as a bright moon.

A sword, a bright moon, a breeze, a floating shadow.

At that moment, a picture scroll appeared in the mind of the ancient Xinghe: in a moonless night, a smiling man, holding a long sword in his hand, danced to his heart's content in the darkness, and slowly appeared from his body and above the sword body, and then they all gathered together like a wheel of light. The moon reflects that the whole world is shrouded in it.

The silver light is thousands of miles, the bright moon is in the sky, and the world shines together.

What kind of ambition is that? That's why I realized such a strong magic power on such a desperate night!

"Night Emperor, I'm coming..." Gu Xinghe raised his head and said softly. Then, in the surprised eyes of Emperor Xiao Ye, he held the silver sword and shot in the direction of Emperor Xiao Ye like a meteor.

It seems to be a scene in the end of the world, the sky and the earth are dark, and the bright moon sinks. At that moment, Gu Xinghe, holding a silver sword, seemed to see the distant past and a layer of fog and a layer of future. After that, his thoughts suddenly returned to reality, holding a long sword and narrowing his eyes in the direction of Emperor Xiao Ye.

This is his last and only chance at this time! Therefore, this blow must be successful.

Because he has gathered all the power of his body into the dream sword. If he fails, his fate will be imagined.

In Xiao Yedi's eyes, a shocked look finally reappeared. The silver cane in his hand exuded a strong and rotten atmosphere, and his long hair was flying. He was quietly waiting for the arrival of the shocking blow of the ancient Xinghe.