Chapter 963 Strange Love

"Ding!"

Almost at the moment when Xing Yu's ancestor's token was thrown, the mandala of the Huangpu sword had been killed. It happened to be cut on the ancestor's token. Suddenly, there was a clear impact sound, and the ancestral token, which was originally full of cracks, cracked cracked several cracks again, as if at any time. It is possible to collapse.

It's also strange. As soon as the ancestor's token was thrown out, Xing Yu not only blocked the mandala killing sword spirit of the Huangpu sword, but also instantly felt that he seemed to be able to control the heavy pressure around him, but this kind of control seemed to damage the ancestor's token. For this result, Xing Yu almost gave up in a daze, with a ferocious and fierce expression on his face. His left palm crossed a sinister arc, carrying an inexplicable breath of destruction, and hit the chest of the Huangpu sword.

"Puff!"

He was slapped hard by Xing Yu, and the body of the Huangpu sword couldn't help flying backwards, and Xing Yu did not take advantage of the chaos to chase and kill. It was also a flash of body and mind, and quickly chose to retreat.

"He has been hit by my perfect ancient god Daluo palm, and he will be completely necrotic by the whole body in a moment. As long as I hold him down for a moment, I will win!" The corners of his mouth raised a proud arc, but Xing Yu had his own small calculation.

Now, the Huangpu sword has been seriously injured by itself, and its muscles have been destroyed. As a deterrent magic of the ancient two veins, the ancient god's palm is a terrible mess, and it also has a special effect of corroding the other party's musculoskeletal. Once it is shot, unless it is rescued by the performer himself, there will be a meteorite in a moment. The possibility of falling. At this moment, the Huangpu Sword is the ancient god Daluo's palm of Xing Yu.

The fight between Xing Yu and Huangpu Jian is also very fast, because they all want to kill each other in one fell swoop, and Xing Yu won a decisive victory after a fierce fight with the token of the ancestor and the perverted ancient god Daluo palm.

"Ah! Damn it! My hand! My body!"

The Huangpu sword, which was hit hard by Xing Yu, retreated quickly, and then roared loudly. The place where his chest was patted was dark at this moment, and there were some dense small black spots spread around. For a short moment, it had covered most of his body and an arm.

Those dense black gas are particles one by one. If they are magnified a thousand times, they are like poisonous black devils one by one. These black devils seem to be derived from the flesh. Adsorbed on them, no power can dispel them, which is extremely horrible. These little devils with hundreds of billions of sand in the Ganges are always eating flesh and blood at the fracture, corroding the bones of vitality, and this is also the horror of the ancient god Daluo's palm.

"Hahaha.... It's really good! The ancient god Daluo palm that integrates smoke and flowers, although I don't fully understand the perfect ancient god Daluo palm, the power of these desire demons is indeed much greater!" He looked at the Huangpu sword that fled to the distance and roared heartbreakingly, and Xing Yu raised a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.

"It's horrible! What is Xing Yu's means? This is too horrible!"

Looking at the painful roaring Huangpu Sword, Yan Zisu, Ling Yunfeng and others were all surprised, and there were waves of ripples in their hearts, which seemed to have a lot of ideas.

Three breaths, just three breaths. The body of the Huangpu sword is covered with such black spots. Only his head is still intact, but it is only an instant that it is spread. And the reason for this is that Xing Yu deliberately wanted Huangpu Jian to die in pain. The viciousness of his heart is simply shocking.

"Jingle!"

It seemed that the arm completely lost the ability to control autonomously. The mottled and simple sword in the hand of the Huangpu sword suddenly fell to the ground, making a slight sound of the sword, as if it was shouting, and then it was suddenly taken by a force and held in his hand. As for the person who issued this powerful force, it was Xing Yu.

"Hing Yu, put down A Ling, you deserve to die!" With an angry roar in his mouth, Huangpu Jian's whole face was ferocious, as if his lover had been caught by Xing Yu.

At this moment, the Huangpu sword seems to have forgotten that he is already dying. In his eyes, it seems that there is only the sword left, the eternal shadow in his mind. He breathed vigorously, as if he wanted to retain the fast-passing vitality, because he knew that only when he was alive could he have a chance to really rescue A Ling in his heart. If he died, everything would no longer exist.

However, at this moment, the life and death of the Huangpu Sword are completely beyond his control, and even the black spots began to spread over its head, making it moan in pain. Seeing this situation, Yan Zisu was slightly moved and wanted to speak, but he thought about it. He sighed helplessly and did not speak.

"A Ling, A Ling, hahaha... Do you know that your man is going to die? I will take good care of you..." He casually knocked on the mottled sword in his hand. The sword seemed to be quite spiritual and made a reluctant sword sound, but he could never get rid of Xing Yu's control.

"A Ling... Jian is incompetent. See you in the next reincarnation. In that life, I will promise you a lifetime of glory and take care of you until the vicissitudes of life..." At the last end of his life, the Huangpu sword, who had been indifferent and cold all his life, smiled, with a trace of happiness ripples on his face. Then, his body fell down, and the god-seeking beads on his body turned into a long river and disappeared into Xing Yu's body.

Buzz...

Feeling the dilated pupils of the Huangpu Sword and the ripples of a smile, the long sword in Xing Yu's hand suddenly made a crying cry, and suddenly emitted a breath of killing, and then the sound of a shocking sword was broken!

Not bad, it's just broken!

Shocked. Seeing this situation, there was already a trace of tears in the corners of Yan Zisu's eyes. As for Ling Yunfeng, there was also a rare trace of movement. Although this kind of extraordinary love is not recognized by the world, it is equally sad and touching.

"Hey, what a stubborn spirit. You have a strange fate. You have a chance to become the supreme defense artifact, but you sink into this kind of male and female emotions and can't cut off that trace of love. It's sad and lamentable." Lizu's idea projection sighed, and there seemed to be some emotions.

"Huh! It's interesting..." With a cold hum, Xing Yu immediately threw the dagger in his hand on the ground. Under the traction of a magnificent force, he returned to the cloud that he had originally stood.

"In the third game, Xing Yu won! Give me a thousand gods-seeking beads..." The majestic voice echoed in the void. Xing Yu got a thousand god-seeking beads again, and by this moment, the god-seeking beads in his body had reached 6,930.

Hung...

On the creation gold list, Xing Yu's name suddenly rose, and then the name of the Huangpu sword suddenly disappeared, and even the god-seeking pearl was obtained by Xing Yu. And with such a change, everyone knows that Xing Yu has won! For Xing Yu's victory, the body cultivation line is almost in a state of excitement, and many body cultivation line began to publicize. This time, the unique inheritance will still be obtained by the body cultivation line.

"Hahaha.... Did you see it? The peak of our genius for physical cultivation has won a full of 10,080 magic beads. Now Xing Yu has also won. What about the blood and valley road that has been arrogant? It's not just death. Everything is just a stepping stone for them! As for the remaining people, there is no worry!"

"Yes, this time it will definitely be the victory of our physical cultivation. Humph, in terms of physical strength and martial arts strength, who can be compared with our physical cultivation?"

"That's not necessarily true. The test is not over yet..."

Many people who pay attention to the Creation Gold List are talking about each other, both joys and sorrows, and most of them simply treat it with a lively attitude.