Chapter 14: Invincible

New hatred and old hatred, Lin Hai's full moon, swordsmen meet, and their eyes are particularly red.

Feng Kui'shou can never understand Zhao Lingyue's arrogant paranoia, just as Zhao Lingyue will not believe in Feng Kui's innocence, once two different styles of stubborn characters have a grudge, they are bound to touch dazzling sparks.

And blood is the price.

Unconvincing enemy, then, only when you hit him can your words become the truth! This is not a very appropriate motto, but it is particularly suitable now.

Zhao Lingyue took action, and her swordsmanship was still arrogant and cold, but the past was different from the past, and the sacred atmosphere made the wind suffocate. She became stronger, as if she had come out of the rigid confinement and was freed from the inherent pattern of "Erave Sword". What was retained was only the sacred and magnificent, just like Wang Zun and Zhang Che's kendo, which had their own different ideas and plays. More powerful.

Her sword spirit is a sword, a divine sword, upright, indomitable, and even stubborn to paranoid.

The sword spirit full of holy light is like a silverfish swimming in the moonlight, flexible and dangerous.

A breeze blew, and Feng Kui felt a layer of goose bumps on his skin. Zhao Lingyue's cold and arrogant momentum enveloped him, as if the gods were glaring at despicable sentient beings, like ants.

It was not until this moment that Feng Kui found that Zhao Lingyue's swordsmanship could not resist at all. The holy brilliance of the sword bald all the dangerous breath, soft like a fairy's smile.

You don't even want to doubt that it will kill you, because it looks so beautiful!

This weak suffocation made Feng Kui's face pale, unable to lift the momentum, and unable to operate the true spirit, as if giving up resistance, waiting for the divine sanctions prisoners, and unable to welcome the arrival of death.

"When did she become so strong? This sword is much better than Zhang Che. Feng Kui's heart was full of shock and washed by the pure sacred breath of the sword spirit. His forehead was full of sweat, and his uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger. He couldn't help roaring up to the sky. He looked at Zhao Lingyue, who looked at Zhao Lingyue, who looked cold in the distance, suddenly rose violently, and the majestic dragon pressure soared and resisted against it. The sword spirit full of soft white light has arrived in front of us.

The weakness of momentum is a huge hidden danger of falling into the abyss of failure.

So Feng Kui's head desperately broke free from Zhao Lingyue's swordsmanship. Even if the army was under the city and imminent, Feng Kui's head, who finally took the first step, did not lose in the first step. He was very gratified.

buzz......

Zhao Lingyue's sword spirit penetrated through Feng Kui's body. In a certain trance, smaller than a moment, Feng Kui suddenly divided into two, cleverly let go of Zhao Lingyue's sword spirit, and then merged into one.

His evil dragon shadow has improved again, and his luck can make his body exist in an instant and avoid a large part of the damage. This is the magic of the evil dragon shadow escape, which is not as simple as distinguishing the virtual shadow to confuse the enemy.

That being the case, Feng Kui's chest was still bloody. Large pieces of skin and muscles were torn, and blood stained his chest red. He exchanged the damage of his skin and muscles for the integrity of the whole chest and saved his life.

suddenly roared, layers of purple and gold scales covered the whole body of the wind's head, and a loud dragon roar, full of inviolable majesty, turned into the wind's head of the dragon's body, and huge eyes stared at Zhao Lingyue, and everything around him suddenly showed a horrible distortion, as if collapsed. Generally, it looks like a melted mirror, which is dented but never broken.

The trees under Feng Kui's head quietly annihilated as if they had disappeared out of thin air. This area, like a full bow, suddenly relaxed, accompanied by a dull sound wave, a transparent dragon as huge as Fengkui's head dragon body suddenly rushed out.

Tianlong Zhenqi Cannon.

Feng Kui's first is now his strongest card, a new state of Tianlong Zhenqi cannon. Returning from the sea, I have just realized that I have never used it. The first time he did it was against Zhao Lingyue, a strong enemy, which he didn't expect.

Burst, fierce, full of destruction.

Tianlong real air cannon is in the shape of a huge dragon, opening its huge mouth and swallowing at Zhao Lingyue.

Zhao Lingyue danced the flying sword in the air, still arrogant and cold, and the sword moves more sharply. In an instant, nine bright swordsmanships came out, building a chain of sword array that followed, and went straight to the dragon real air cannon.

The first sword spirit, the Tianlong Zhenqi cannon was fiercely swallowed, but the second one followed, cutting off a dragon horn, still being brutally swallowed up and completely smashed, but the third sword spirit almost cut off half of the dragon's head, making the Tianlong Zhenqi cannon on the edge of collapse.

Feng Kui's face was full of a decisive smile, full of paleness after the release of strength, and looked ferocious.

The Tianlong real air cannon suddenly exploded, and the most gorgeous destruction was hidden under the most dazzling glory.

The nine swords were completely destroyed. Zhao Lingyue snorted and flew backwards. Her face was slightly pale. She fixed her figure ten feet away. She looked coldly at Feng Kui's head, held the sword, and walked step by step.

"It didn't work!" Feng Kui sighed in a low voice, as if he had expected but no regrets. He changed into a human body again, and his Taoist robe was broken. He looked very embarrassed and looked at Zhao Lingyue.

The advanced Tianlong Zhenqi cannon almost exhausted all the true Qi of Feng Kui's head. He was unable to fight again, and it was not easy to seduce Zhao Lingyue's heart. How firm this woman is, she is too lazy to speculate. All he knew was that the empty door protected him, and Zhao Lingyue could not break the protection of the divine power of the sea god. He wanted to see this woman's murderous intention and then leave.

The wound on the chest is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the divine power of the sea, which is called Zhao Lingyue, who is indifferent.

Zhao Lingyue's footsteps were stable and walked step by step until the tip of the sword was on the chest of the wind's head, which was in absolute low wind. Then he raised his head and said coldly, "I don't want to kill you!"

Feng Kui smiled disdainfully.

In the distance, Han Yu looked at all this in amazement. After the explosion at that time, she came and looked at Feng Kui's head covered with blood. She always showed an incredible look on her soft face, which made people heartbreaking and disappointed. She looked at Feng Kuan from afar and said in her voice trembling, "Brother Feng, why?" She is still wearing that beautiful feather coat, like a noble white swan.

Feng Kui was silent, and he couldn't explain it at all.

Han Yu shouted with regret, "Do you explain? I don't care... you explain!" Heartbreaking.

Feng Kui laughed and said calmly, "If you can choose, I will never want Sister Hanyu to see what you saw!" Because one day, someone will feel guilty and cry, which is what I don't want to see. I can't explain it, but I won't admit any speculation and doubts other than what you have seen. What I ask for is just a clear conscience, and I will not accept unjust sanctions!"

Zhao Lingyue sneered and said, "Han Yu has always trusted you and protected you until we just witnessed everything, and she still doesn't want to doubt you!" Don't you have a sense of guilt in your conscience? Or has your heart never been redeemed?

Feng Kui looked at Zhao Lingyue, and finally turned his eyes to Han Yu in the distance and whispered, "Should I beg your trust? Poor and without dignity."

Han Yu shook his head. He would rather see a brother Feng who colluded with the evil spirit than begged for something without dignity. After all, she has also had a beautiful yearning for Feng Kui Shou!

"Then, I won't say anything more!" Feng Kui smiled with satisfaction.

"Then, you can only accept the torture of the fire chain of the penal elders! I have given you too many opportunities to confess, but you are still obsessed. For the peace of the savist swords, even if you have saved my life, I have to do this!"

Zhao Lingyue's tone is the same as ever. Never expect her to let go of her arrogance and show even a little gentleness.

Feng Kui smiled head, smiled brightly, and gently threw the things in his hand at Han Yu. Suddenly, he said with a ferocious face, "What if I say no? I don't need you to give me a chance, and you can never give it!"

Zhao Lingyue has a frosty face. And Han Yu looked at the jade pendant engraved with a jade character thrown over by Feng Kui's head, with a miserable face and became haggard for a moment.

At this time, in the distance, a piece of red silk came, bringing the wind of hunting to Zhao Lingyue, followed by a childish voice: "Bad guy, let go of Brother Kui!"

That piece of red silk is the belly pocket of the little one's belly.

Zhao Lingyue waved her backhand and beat the girl's red silk away. She saw that it was a *-year-old girl who suddenly appeared, but she did not take action again.

At this time, an old voice sounded and said, "Little girl, how about we make a bet?"

Zhao Lingyue was awe-inspiring and looked up and saw an old man with a smile on his face. Zhao Lingyue's face changed. She quickly took off her sword and bowed down and said, "Junior Zhao Lingyue paid homage to Mr. Zhao!"

Han Yu was stunned and quickly saluted, "The younger Ye Hanyu met the elder!"

The girl jumped into Feng Kui's arms and looked at Feng Kui's head covered with blood. She cried angrily while wiping her tears and cried: "Brother Kui, who hurt you? I beat him for my brother! Whoo... Aqi, does it hurt?"

Feng Kui's little face, which had never been seen before, blushed, and his heart ached. He pinched his face and smiled slightly, "A Kui doesn't hurt! Don't cry. Look, isn't your brother fine now? Feng Kui raised his girl above his head with a smile, accompanied by a grimace.

Dao Qiong took a look at Han Yu in the distance and frowned slightly, "Are you from the Ye family?"

Han Yu nodded and said nothing.

Dao Qiong asked, but stopped asking. She looked at Zhao Lingyue and said, "The little girl's name is Zhao Lingyue?! The swordsmanship is not bad, and the potential is good. It's good! How about I tell you a little secret here? I'm sure you will have a different idea after listening to it. Let's make a bet and talk about it later! After listening to this little secret, it's not too late for you to decide whether to bet with me!"

Dao Qiong said, gently waved her hand, and a barrier quietly emerged, completely covering several people around him, becoming a closed space, and all the outsiders inside could not detect it at all.

Zhao Lingyue's face changed slightly and she immediately became suspicious.