MTL - Legend of the Asura-v10 Chapter 729 Xuanyuan combined with 逍 逍 诛 诛 诛 !!
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As a white sun suddenly appeared in front of the eyes, the eyes of the slaughter were as if they were pierced by the sword. It is this moment of loss of the gods, the terrible air of "death of the dead" instantly locks her body, the golden light instantly envelopes the entire space within the line of sight, so that the body of the slaughter is full of coldness. In the scream of the wind, thousands of swordsmanship shot from the golden sky, intertwined into a melody of death, instantly enveloped the position of the scorpion, ruthlessly destroyed, swallowed...
A scream of screaming screams, this cry does not seem to belong to the scorpion, but by a desperate girl. The wind didn't think much, dragging the body that was completely exhausted and looking at the front. He believed that under such an attack, there was absolutely no chance for the slaughter to use the power of shuttle to escape.
Everything is over...
The man said that I and he are the common hope, but at this moment, if he does not die, I and Yao will die. Therefore, he can only let him die.
But if he can't die like this...
"Oh... ah ah ah!!"
For a full ten seconds, countless Xuanyuan swords with the power of destruction fell, and the wind was originally thought to have been smashed into minced meat, and this shouting sounded like a thunder in his heart, which made him shocked.
He is still not dead!
The death of the dead soul finally stopped. When the dim gold awns that reflected the sun slowly dispersed, the wind saw the slowly floating figure in front. There was a layer of white light around the body of the Tu Yu people. The white light disappeared at this time, as if it would disappear at any time, and the dark black armor on her body had been cut through a dozen places, revealing the skin without scratches, her skin Unexpected white, white glare against the black armor.
In the distance, Fengyao fell into the bottom of the valley. Sally was just about to force the power of almost empty, but suddenly she was dizzy and her body was crumbling.
After screaming and standing in the body, after using the dead soul, his body's strength was exhausted. The chaos that had just recovered in a dozen seconds was not enough to let him resist three ordinary attacks from the slaughter. He also felt that the smell of the slaughterhouse became weak, but it was far more than himself.
"You are not dead yet!" said the wind.
"You...it is too small to look at me. Your strength has not reached the level that can destroy my body. So, I am not dead...but you are going to die soon!" Tu Yu’s eyes were murderous and the body was weak. There was a slight trembling. Before, she could not stimulate her own and Pangu Axe to resist the death of the dead soul, and finally completely blocked, and her energy was lost.
She raised the ancient axe and made a cold and ruthless voice: "Destroy... Heaven... Absolutely... Earth!!"
The space that has just quieted again has obvious disturbances. The distortion of the space causes the line of sight to be violently distorted. The turbulence of space makes the hearing almost unsuccessful. The strong pressure makes the wind spurt a blood, not to mention the anger of the murder. Under the ruins of the heavens, at this time she is a strike, enough to make the wind hit hard.
The terrible gas field also shrouded Sally and Feng Yao, feeling the wind and the turbulent mind, and her heart calmed down. Although the massacre collapsed due to the collapse of power, the power to close the hearing disappeared. At this moment, even if Fu Yuqin has an effect on her easily, it is too late.
Feng Yao closed his eyes, his hands were hovering between his left arms, his right hand danced gracefully between the strings, and a soft, cotton-like piano sound drifted in this boundless universe...
All the energy around, all the air engines are attracted to the Pangu axe in the hands of the slaughtering people. The piano sound does not have any influence on her, because it does not contain any magical power to manipulate the mind.
The windy and chaotic mind quickly calmed down in the piano sound, and a warm current surged in his heart. He turned and looked at the wind Yao who didn’t know when he had teleported behind her. The beautiful smile, elegantly playing the music that he will never forget, in an instant, he is intoxicated, forgets where it is, forgets the people behind him, forgets that the next second will let him destroy Heaven and earth.
The lyre has been gradually eliminated by history, but Feng Yao only loved the lyre at a very young age. Now he knows that it is because of the soul of Fuxi. At that time, the righteous father rarely returned home to prevent the exposure of the identity. The small space was only two of them. At the age of eight, the power of the popular soul began to open. After a serious illness, he entered the first layer of chaos. However, after a daily headache, I was crying again and again as long as the five-year-old Feng Yao was distressed. A few days later, when the wind was suffering again, Feng Yao took the lyre and played her own song, "Yao Yao."
It was the time when it was popular, and it was the most beautiful voice I have ever heard in this life, because it carries the heart of Feng Yao. The piano sound seemed to have magic power, and his pain was wiped out bit by bit until he slept with a warm smile.
From that day on, whenever the power of the popular soul was chaotic, Feng Yao would look at him gently and play "Yu Yao" for him. Until one month later, he never relapsed. Although the wind has not been listening to Feng Yao for many years, he believes that he will never forget.
Time is fixed in an instant, and the relationship between him and Feng Yao is accumulated bit by bit in a decade or so, until it is indestructible. The line between them is no longer cut off even though the sharpest weapon between heaven and earth.
"Brother, do you still remember this song "逍瑶"?" His heart sounded the sound of the wind and the wind.
"Remember... I will never forget when I die." He used his eyes to answer with a soft heart.
"I can feel my brother's mood, and even see what my brother is thinking. Can my brother feel the heart of Yao'er?"
"Of course I feel it, because you are my Yaoer."
The popular left hand, Feng Yao's right hand has been brought together unconsciously, the right hand Xuanyuan and the left hand Fuxi shine with gold and white light respectively.
"In the past, Xuanyuan Huangdi and Fuxi's sisters could connect with Xuanfu and Fuxi, and played a song of Xuanyuan, so that the whole heaven would dance. Why can't my brother and I..."
"Of course, when I and Yao are not separated from each other, the power of Xuanyuan and Fuxi will not be separated from each other. I can feel that their strength is blending."
"Then what should we call it? It is called 逍瑶诛仙剑, ok?"
The exchange of the heart took only a short moment, the dull eyes of the wind became soft, and the corner of the mouth floated with a warm smile. Just under the ancient axe of the Tuyu people, when the space was violently turbulent, Xuanyuanjian and Fuxiqin shone at the same time, and the movement of the scorpion was once again. The next moment, the piano sounded, countless golden swordsmanship and white The sounds are shot in the interweaving to the body of the slaughter. Their speed is too fast. The slaughter has not yet reacted. It has been hit by the front and is constantly being repelled in the screams. The power of the Jedi is broken by little by little.
Xuanyuan released the swordsman whose speed is far beyond its ability due to Fuxi's relationship, and Fuxi was concealed by Xuanyuan and turned into a sound blade that can cut life and soul. The power of this "Zhang Yao Yao Xian Jian" is far less than the death of the soul, but it is released by the resonance of Xuanyuanjian and Fu Yuqin. It does not need to be launched by the master's strength. It is already the wind of the end of the powerful, this is no Different from the last hope.
The Tuyu people can be forced to face the death of the dead souls, then... In this state, can she still resist the "逍瑶诛仙剑" of Xuanyuan and Fuxi?
The answer is --- no!
She had exhausted most of her strength because of the hard-resistance of the dead, and the power of condensing the heavens and the earth almost exhausted all her remaining energy. In the ruthless cutting of the swordsman and the sound blade, her bodyguard The ability was dispelled a little bit, and the dark armor that was condensed by the power of the demon was also destroyed a little bit until it disappeared completely. Only the last toughest force spread all over her body, leaving her body intact. And when her last power dissipated, she finally lost consciousness and stunned.
At this time, Jianmang and the sound edge also stopped completely. At this time, only if there is any more swordsmanship and sound blade, it is easy to hurt or even cut off her fragile body.
I felt the faintness of the slaughtering people to the point where it almost no longer existed. The wind and the wind and the wind looked at each other with a smile, and the hands that were held together were quietly clenched. When their hearts were in the same direction, they looked at the direction of the slaughter, the faces of the two. At the same time, it showed a surprised look.
With the massacre being a few kilometers away from them, but with their current ability, every part of her body is still clearly seen.
Unconscious, she floats freely there, and there is no trace of the whole body, revealing a delicate and delicate body. Her long hair is raised freely, her eyes are lightly closed, her lips are like beads, and the face of a cute white porcelain doll is exquisite. Her chest has had obvious bulges, such as two crystal jade bowls, the arms are white and tender, the tiny legs are like two round jade | column, the grass between the legs is not born, tender as early snow. The whole body is flawless, such as powder carving.
The wind and the wind Yao Qi Qi Qi was amazed for a long time before moving to her side, looking at her with a look of disbelief.
"She turned out to be...a little girl." The wind said incredulously, this power to carry the magical monarch is so powerful that he is frustrated one after another, and his strength is even far beyond his own self-destruction of the gods... A girl of the same size as a baby! !
In this life, he has not experienced such a huge psychological and visual contrast.
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