Chapter 883 (1/2)

One hour later, song Yan and Tongtian Wushen appeared in the array hand in hand.

”Poof”

a peerless Sabre light with the power of breaking the earth, chopped to Tongtian Wushen.

Suddenly, Tongtian Wushen waved his sword to meet him. The light of the sword was like mercury, but it couldn't stop the sharpness of the light.

”Click click”

the light of sword is broken layer by layer.

At last, the sword light fell heavily on the body of Tongtian Wushen. With a flash of light, her body flew back, pale, with blood spilling from the corners of her mouth.

All this happened so fast that even song Yan could not respond. However, when sitting and forgetting the God of martial arts, his fist had come to the head of sitting and forgetting the God of martial arts.

The emperor from dragon boxing

ang ang ang

Dragon chant array, thousands of dragons swarmed to sit and forget the God of martial arts.

”Get out”

sitting and forgetting, the God of martial arts roared. In a flash, he chopped hundreds of swords out of his hand, only to hear the sound of ”poopoopoopoopoo” continuously. Thousands of golden dragons were completely hanged. Then, a sharp blade came straight to song inkstone.

Subconsciously, song Yan flashed aside and avoided the sword light, but he was shocked. The battle power of the sitting and forgetting God of martial arts was far superior to that of the misty God of martial arts. No wonder he was the first of the three.

The strength of this body is unimaginable.

Sitting and forgetting, the God of martial arts stepped out, and then cut out the sword again aiming at the God of martial arts in Tongtian. The bloody light of the sword shot out, and in an instant, it came to the God of martial arts in Tongtian.

”Poof”

Tongtian Wushen held up his sword to fight against each other, then spit out a bunch of blood flowers, then back again, and his momentum was weaker.

”Haoqiang”

seeing this scene, song Yan was more and more shocked. I joined hands with Tongtian Wushen. Sitting and forgetting Wushen can seriously hurt Tongtian Wushen in just two moves. If they fight alone, they may not be able to hold ten moves in his hands.

”To die”

sitting and forgetting the magic light of wushenmou, holding the knife in both hands and cutting it out again.

The bloody sword light seems to have a frightening smell, like a river in front of it, and it can cut it off.

In the face of the rapid blood and red sword light, Tongtian Wushen can't avoid but fight for her life. She burns a transparent flame on the surface of her body, and the long sword with the gap in her hand is wielded with the light of silk and blue.

”Dangdangdang”

thousands of impacts, the battle is completed in a moment, then the sword in Tongtian Wushen's hand is broken into countless pieces, and the bloody sword light is chopped off.

For a while, space and time are stagnant at this moment. Tongtian Wushen doesn't dodge any more and closes his eyes in despair.

While sitting and forgetting the martial God saw this scene, he showed a proud and ferocious smile.

Seeing through the sky, Wushen will die in the light of the bloody sword.

”Whoosh”

the figure flashed, and a figure appeared in front of Tongtian Wushen, and forced her back thousands of meters away.

”Poof”

the light of the knife falls, and the figure instantly turns into a blood mist under the light of the knife.

”This”

Tongtian Wushen's body is still gliding in the air, but looking at the figure turned into a blood fog, her eyes suddenly become dull, and the emperor actually gave up his life to save her.

Why

why he did it

for a while, there was a complex and sour emotion in her heart:

sadness