Chapter 249 The vast blow of the decisive battle of the fairy capital, disappearing

When the Taoist priest of Tianxu saw the old man's palm wind mixed with a storm, the sword light drew a Taiji map, slowly pushed it out to protect him from the wind and rain, and even swept out the sword spirit from the side of the Taiji map, which made the old man of the Eight Wastes not only waste half a day of his strength, but also in a hurry.

Tianjue Situ had no desire to make Mr. Mingyue die quickly. Seeing that the old man and Liuhe Tongzi could not support him, he even urged the ice to fight, and the ice knife and ice sword greeted the prince Mingyue one after another.

The earth is empty and lifeless. Look at the sky, and look at the bright moon. I have the intention to help Mr. Mingyue fight the Situ again without injury, but the landlord is still there. How can he take action? He can only watch and be indifferent. If Mr. Mingyue is invincible, he will come out again when he has to. Help by hand.

At this time, Kuangdao, Dark Night Liuxiang and other disciples led Xiandu and Yujingdongtian disciples to chase and kill the Jiangnan Buddhist monks and lay people back. The Crazy Knife made Dark Night Liuxiang, Orchid Butterfly Dance and Caihuan'er help Huaqing Zhenren and Qingyangzi attack the rest of the unknown village and jumped into the fourjue arrays by themselves.

The dragon head of the mad knife danced wildly and beat back all the ice blades and ice swords. The mad knife laughed and said, "God! "Are you all right?"

Tianjue Situ's hateful teeth hurt. Seeing that a crazy knife stopped him, his delusion of taking Mr. Mingyue's life failed again.

When Mr. Mingyue saw the mad knife help, he smiled and said, "Brother, Jiangnan Buddhism has been expelled from the immortal capital? Now there is only their nameless village left by Dinghu Lake.

The knife nodded and laughed loudly, "That's good! Brother Mingyue, Tianjue gave it to me. You are watching the enemy's array, and none of them can run away!"

Mr. Mingyue finally had time to face Sikong's lifeless Shaner. He suddenly looked back and was shocked.

Seeing Sikong Wuming holding a jade Ruyi and wearing a veil, the lakeside of Dinghu Lake seemed to be more independent. The phoenix's eyes were hazy and he was looking at himself with resentment.

Mr. Mingyue approached, as if at this moment, he could no longer hear the sword and shadow, and could no longer see anyone. In the eyes of Mr. Mingyue, she seemed to be the only one in heaven and earth.

Sikong sighed quietly, "Are you going to kill me with a sword?"

Mr. Mingyue didn't expect to meet easily. Sikong said such sad words. Mr. Mingyue shook his head and sighed, "Shan, I'm looking for you for so much pain. I can't see you. I'm finally destined to meet you today, and it's not in my life."

Sikong had no life to take off the veil, and suddenly crystal tears slid down, which was beautiful and beautiful.

Mr. Mingyue muttered, "Shan'er, you're crying." Take out the Jinpa and come to wipe the tears for Sikong.

Who would have thought that Sikong pushed him away, took a few steps back, held Yu Ruyi, and said sadly, "We still have to fight. Don't let the landlord doubt it."

Mr. Mingyue held a sword in his hand and looked at Sikong's miserable eyes, so he had to nod and said, "Okay! I'll fight with you, hey! Master Shaner hasn't taught me martial arts for a long time.

Sikong Wuming shook his body and gritted his teeth. Yu Ruyi waved out. The two shook their moves and pretended to fight in one place to hide everyone's eyes and ears.

Mingyue was afraid of losing his hand and hurt Shan'er. His long sword was thrown far away. Sikong also threw Yu Ruyi into Dinghu, and the two of them made a bare-handed move.

Sikong smiled and said, "That Par, it's not yours, is it? Did Xiangmei send it to you?"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned, and then he immediately thought that Shan'er was talking about the Jinpa he had just taken out. He secretly said that the girl's family was really careful. At this moment of gathering, he said something unimmediate, but he didn't know that these words didn't matter to him, but it was the most important thing to Sikong. Looking at Shan's phoenix's eyes, he looked sadly. With himself, even Qiang's smile was so sad and beautiful. Mr. Mingyue sighed, "It's not given to me by Xiangmei, it's embroidered by my sister Landie dance."

Sikong thoughtlessly and muttered, "Miss Lan must be very good to you?"

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "When is it now? Shall we talk about them? Shan'er, let's fly away together when Wan Yan is in prison without a name.

Sikong smiled sadly and sighed, "I grew up in an unknown village. How can I betray the owner and betray them at this moment? Hey!"

A long sigh seemed so lonely and contained much helplessness.

Mr. Mingyue smiled more bitterly, but he was helpless. He also sighed, "God's will. I just hate that I didn't get along with you that night. You were taken back by the unknown owner. I was taken away by the old man Tianya. It's lamentable and lamentable."

At this moment, Wan Yan, the nameless owner, sounded the deep and vicissitudes of life and shouted, "Windy! It's raining!"

Mr. Mingyue and Sikong looked down the voice and saw that the two masters of the unknown person could not fight for a long time, the old man Tianya and the ancestor of Chisong. They were in prison and shouted fiercely, and made a unique move!

I saw Wanyan flying without a name, with great luck and mana. His left palm sucked into the wind and willow alley on the land, and then hit it out in Ding Lake. The water splashed and rolled up a huge flame. The water dragon rose to the sky. His right palm tried to cover the sky with one hand, condensed the air into clouds, condensed water into ice, and the dark clouds covered the sun in an hour, and the wind and clouds changed colored.

Under the cold and bone-to-bone rain, everyone was surprised. They fought twice and stared at Wan Qian's nameless and shocking martial arts in the rain.

Sikong suddenly felt that his hand had been held together with Mr. Mingyue at some point. The two looked at each other, hazy in the rain, and their love was hazy, and finally had to be separated.

The old man Tianya and the ancestor of Chisong jumped back together. Seeing that Wanyi's nameless murder was about to arrive, they quickly sacrificed the two swords of yin and yang respectively. The old man Tianya held a yin sword. The cold light was compelling and the air was cold, while the Yang sword of the ancestor of Chisong was shining with red fire and the flames flying.

Wan Yi shouted anonymously: "Windy! It's raining! A vast blow!"

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, lightning and thundered. Wanyi borrowed the power of heaven and earth and exerted a vast blow, and saw Wanqi condensed into a dragon shape behind him. The dragon fought in the wild and soared up, and suddenly rushed down from the nine heavens of the earth and the old man and the red pine.

The old man and the red pine son carried the swords of yin and yang and flew out like a shuttle. The cold red light cut through the sky and killed all the dragons.

In an hour, the sky was dark, and the ground shook. After everyone saw the bright light, the smoke suddenly dissipated.

Looking at Wan Yi's nameless, he is still standing proudly on the ground. The old man Tianya and the ancestor of Chisong are also standing there, as if nothing has happened, and it is sunny after the rain.

The ancestor of Chisong said loudly: "As soon as it is nameless, now that the Lingshan Temple has been eliminated, Jiangnan Buddhism has been hunted down and scattered, and the helpers of Confucianism in Jiangnan have disappeared. Under the peak of Dinghu Lake, only your nameless Zhuang is still stubbornly resisting. Hey hey, I don't know when your landlord will be entangled?"

Wan Yi said coldly, "You don't have to take care of my business. Today, I will never stop regardless of victory or defeat."

The old man Tianya said lightly, "You are conceited, but your Zhuangzhong has fallen behind. Fortunately, there are no casualties in Guizhuang. In another half an hour, I'm afraid you will be the only one left in the nameless Zhuang."

When Wan looked back without name, he saw that more than a dozen of his few Zhuangzhong were surrounded by the disciples of Xiandu Dongtian and Yujing Dongtian. Tianjue and others were still not the opponents of Tianxu and the crazy knife. They were gasping for breath. Tianya was right. After a little more than a while, I'm afraid that the nameless Zhuang Guo was really left. .

Wan sighed without a name, and his vicissitudes and deep voice was indescribably lonely. He sighed, "Well, how about we fight here?"

Master Chimatsu nodded: "Okay! You and I have no grievances, but now Jiangnan Buddhism has been defeated and it is useless to fight more. Let's stop fighting. Disciples obey the order! Let's all spread out."

Mad Knife and others are still unwilling, but since the ancestor of Chimatsu ordered, they had to make way out.

Wan's nameless, lonely and bleak figure returned to Zhuangzhong and sighed, "Let's go!"

Tianjue Situ Wushu, the old man of Bahuang, Liuhe Tongzi and others were dejected, so they had to follow Wan Yi's nameless. Wan Yi looked back and said lightly, "Di Jue, why don't you still go?"

Sikong had no choice but to break free from Mr. Mingyue's hand and hurried away.

Mr. Mingyue was sad and stunned in the local area. Suddenly, he saw Sikong's lifeless surprise. He looked back and smiled sadly. In an instant, he burst into tears like rain and did not look back.

Mr. Mingyue stared at the shadow of Sikong's lifeless Shan'er. He didn't know when he would meet again and when he would see him again.

Xiandu Dongtian and Yujing Dongtian cleaned up the battlefield, while Mr. Mingyue still stood on the lakeside of Dinghu Lake, looking forward to it.

I don't know when Mr. Mingyue's arm was held up by Liuxiang in the dark night, and Liuxiang said softly in the dark night: "Mingyue! We should go back."

Mr. Mingyue turned around and saw that the butterfly dance and the colorful rings also came. They all said, "Brother, let's go back."

Mr. Mingyue nodded and said silently all the way. Contrary to the enthusiasm of Canqing, Huaqing and Crazy Knife, Mr. Mingyue could not be interested.

The knife patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Brother Mingyue, congratulations on your great progress in martial arts, hehe."

Mr. Mingyue only showed a bitter smile and said with a faint smile, "What's the congratulations? Have you seen Hongxiu? Where has she gone?"

The knife smiled cheerfully and said, "I saw her dodge far away in the melee. Hey hey, I don't care about it. Isn't it good?"

Mr. Mingyue muttered, "No worries? Hey, crazy brother, I really envy you."

Crazy knife said, "Why are you so frustrated? Did you quarrel with Miss Xiangxiang in the dark night? Isn't it?"

Liuxiang in the dark night smiled bitterly and said, "No, how dare I make him angry?"

Mr. Mingyue smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, you don't understand. Go and prepare a banquet with them to celebrate. I'll go back and wash my face and come later."

The crazy knife patted him on the shoulder and said with a bold smile, "Okay! You must get drunk today. If you don't get drunk, you won't come back.

Mr. Mingyue nodded and said, "Hmm!"