C347 (1/2)

Since the recovery of Lu Beiyou's meridians, Lu Beiyou has never used Tianyan Jiangang.

Hide it, no longer let it show its edge, now it finally opened its fangs again.

A dragon and a phoenix hover behind Lu Beiyou in unison.

”Orange, I've kept this sword for a year and a half. I wanted to keep it longer, but I didn't expect to use it today. I don't know what you were hiding from me at that time, but the contradiction between us is not something you can say in a word. ”

Li Nanju nodded.

”A sword?”

”A sword!”

”Good!”

Li Nanju closed his eyes and the rain in the air poured down again, but this time it came together into a huge river.

”If you don't see it, the water of the river comes up from the sky!”

Li Nanju suddenly opened his eyes and waved under his arm. The sword river carrying countless flying swords hovering in the air, came to the north of landing.

It is like the heavy, surging river, pouring down.

Lu Beiyou looks at the sword. His mouth turns up, and he reaches for a sword flower. From Lu Beiyou as the center, it spreads around, with a dragon and a phoenix circling.

The song of the dragon, the song of the Phoenix.

The momentum of the earthquake hit Zhongzhou.

Luyi looked at the gradually scattered clouds, and looked at his ramshackle house. His eyes were full of heartache, and he said, ”do evil!”

Immediately, he flew to the distance.

Now the battle that they only see, even at the moment, Luyi's intervention is useless. The sword power has become, and no one can stop.

Sword meaning River, carrying the countless flying sword and the dragon and Phoenix collided together.

The terrible waves caused by the collision spread around, the willows broke, the house could no longer bear the pressure, collapsed into a pile of ruins, and then drifted away.

Clouds and smoke scattered, wrapped in the rain to reduce the slightest rain, just like a fairyland of clouds and smoke.

But at the moment, the two people in the middle of the fairyland are not feeling well.

Lu Beiyou's clothes are torn, and there are countless bloodstains on his body. The blood falls from his wound, but his eyes are still full of war.

Lu Beiyou knelt down on one knee and coughed up a mouthful of blood, but he burst out laughing again.

”Orange, I won this time!”

As the clouds and smoke dispersed, Li Nanju leaned back against a broken willow tree, bleeding from the corners of his mouth and his eyes were low. Then he spat a mouthful of blood foam, stood up and swam toward the landing north.

”Lu, you haven't won yet!”

Damn it! Are you finished or not?! Lu Beiyou looks at Li Nanju, who throws ”donghuangtaiyi” aside and then rushes towards him with a fist. Lu Beiyou doesn't even want to kick him to the ground, but he is involved in the wound and can't help taking a breath.

”What a pain!”

Li Nanju did not stand up this time, but lay on the ground not far away from Lu Beiyou, squinting and letting the rain fall on him.

”Lu, do you know what Jiudu Zen means?”

”I don't know, hiss!”