"How vicious!"

there was a flash of regret in the eyes of Wu Laodao. Suddenly, he was angry. His hair was white and he stood up. He used his palm to turn the knife and split it horizontally. It seemed that there was a tearing sound in the air.

"Wu Laogui, give up your life. Next year, today is your deathtrap!" Lu Changfeng laughs. His famous and unique skill is boxing. He fights with Sun Ping for a sword. It's just a small test.

invincible holy fist reappears in the world. Its power is more than several times stronger. The fist's wind is broken and there is a faint light.

boom!

the sabre air was smashed, the fist air burst, Lu Changfeng's left shoulder was swept by the air flow, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the scar of the sabre could be seen deeply. However, Wu Laodao was even more miserable. His thin body flew backwards and hit the mountain wall severely, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and the momentum that had been brewing for a long time immediately drained most of it.

"this is..."

Lu Changfeng's eyes shrunk sharply. From the broken robe on the chest of Wu Lao Dao, he saw a terrible wound. The wound was the size of a sea bowl. It seemed that it was covered with a transparent film, and even the heart was beating slowly.

"take the star sword, the moon falls and the stars fall, take the heart with one sword, and leave no vitality. You have suffered such a serious injury that you can survive for such a long time..." Lu Changfeng's face was shocked. Compared with the terrible wound, the scar on his back was like a mosquito's bite.

Wu Lao Dao sighed deeply, stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was indifferent: "the clouds rolled and the clouds relaxed. It's not intended to stay, to die, to live, and finally to go that step. It's hard to predict the fate. Even if you build the innate Qi, you can never guess the fate."

"old man, I think you've read more Taoist Scriptures. You're stupid. Since you want to stick to the plan, I'll take you on the road together." Lu Changfeng's eyes were startled, and suddenly his hands were red. He rubbed them together, and they were full of fishy smell.

this is a unique skill that he has recently learned. He uses all kinds of poisons to boil them into poison juice to harden his palm power. He is powerful, powerful, powerful, powerful, and extremely poisonous. He hurts himself first, then the enemy. If he doesn't realize the innate meaning, his internal breathing turns to solidity, Lu Changfeng dare not try to cultivate this Kung Fu.

whoo!

the stinky air flow in the palm of Lu Changfeng turned into a whirlpool, and suddenly clapped it out.

"Oh, another murder!" Wu Lao Dao sighed, but the reaction was not slow at all. Suddenly, a dragon made a wrong step. He clapped his hand and even defended and attacked. The thin hand, like a chicken's claw, actually took the ten thousand poison big print hand that Lu Changfeng had made.

on the platform of several meters, the two men moved around and fought together. In a flash, they had fought hundreds of moves. Although the old Wu Road was trembling and towering, it was hard to sustain their true Qi. The terrible wounds on their chest were shocking, but the moves were open and close. The wind was twining on their palms, turning the blade of the road into a blade, which did not fall down at all.

"hum, see how long you can hold on." Lu Changfeng's face became more and more gloomy. He had already seen that wuqingshan's accomplishments were not advanced but retreated compared with 50 years ago. Moreover, he was seriously damaged and his Qi and blood were decayed. He was definitely not his opponent, but he could fight against him with a wonderful method to stimulate his blood essence and overdraw all his strength.

as long as the momentum is exhausted, the old Wu Road will become a useless person even if it doesn't die.

Lu Changfeng's body method suddenly changed, his palm power changed indefinitely, and the smell was more intense. The red palm made a red awn, like a lasso, which went to the old way of Wu one by one.

as for Yi Yu, in the eyes of Lu Changfeng, he is a man who must die. When he moves, he throws Yi Yu aside.

at this time, Yi Yu is not far from death. His throat cartilage is broken, his hands are tightly clasping his neck, his breath is short, and he can't make any sound. He falls on the ground and twists constantly, and he may die at any time.

at this time, a strong wind was blowing, torn in two by Lu Changfeng, and the volume of "wordless heavenly script" left aside was blown by the strong wind, floating like a butterfly, and fell beside Yi Yu.

at this time, Yi Yu finally spewed out his breath, which was choked for a long time. The breath was bloodshot, and it was all on the two halves of the wordless sky book.

However, I'm afraid that this breath is the last breath of Yi Yu. In the blood foam, even with some broken bones of his throat.

the essence has been drained, and the vitality has also dissipated. Yi Yu seems to get rid of it, and finally stops moving. He falls on the ground softly, and his consciousness begins to blur. Be made one as like as two peas, mumbo jumbo, page, but no one noticed that the torn, unwritten book of heaven was flashed by a faint glimmer after the blood of Yi feather. The two half of the heavenly script was pulled together under the glare of light, and it was mumbo jumbo before the tear.

"is it going to die? Unfortunately, I haven't come here to have a look at the wonderful world." Yi Yu's eyes are lax, looking up at the sky, as if the soul is going to float up, the sharp pain in his throat is not felt, and his consciousness is becoming more and more confused.

the originally cloudy night sky suddenly becomes clear, and the stars are shining. One star is close to your eyes. It seems that you can take it off with your hand. In a trance, Yi Yu actually reaches out his hand, but before your fingers touch it, one star falls from the void.

one, two

it's still rare at the beginning, but it's just a few moments, like a torrential rain pouring down, a hundred, a thousand, a thousand

as if summoned by some mysterious power, countless stars swarmed down to the earth, thundering and roaring. Even the meteor shower Yi Yu saw in the past few years is not as good as the one tonight.

the sun and the moon are hanging, the stars are circling, the sky is like brocade, the strange images are continuous When he thought of erhuzi, Yi Yu smiled bitterly. Where is the auspiciousness? The stars are falling. It's clearly the image of great evil. It's his illusion before he died.

all of a sudden, Yi Yu's eyes streamed and rolled. On the wordless heavenly book, it seemed that a wisp of milky light came out and integrated into his body. In a daze, Yi Yu felt a cool air flowing all over his body, which made him feel comfortable. The cold dark force left by Lu Changfeng had been completely suppressed, and his throat was no longer a burning pain, even he felt it Even if he doesn't rely on his nose and mouth, he can breathe normally.

Maybe for a long time, maybe just for a moment, Yi Yu's consciousness gradually became clear, but he found that he was still lying on the cliff platform, the stars were still shining in the night sky, and the vision of the stars falling was just an illusion.

"I didn't die!"

Yi Yu suddenly woke up, his whole body was full of strength. There was no sign of weakness. In his hand, he was holding the wordless heavenly script.

on the platform, the drama fight between wuqingshan and Lu Changfeng has stopped. Their faces are shocked and shocked. Their eyes are fixed on Yi Yu's calligraphy.

watched by two martial arts masters, Yi Yu's body trembled slightly, and then he went back subconsciously until he leaned against the stone wall. However, he was still in a dream about what had just happened.

"the map of heaven and earth is really the map of heaven and earth." Lu Changfeng suddenly cried out, with anger, horror and endless regret in his voice. In the just moment, there was also a vision of stars falling in his mind. However, he was more clear than Yi Yu could see. The billions of stars fell into the volume of the wordless book.

apart from the ancient artifacts and the map of heaven and earth, where can other treasures have such amazing visions.

"come here, boy!"

Lu Changfeng wakes up from shock. His five fingers are like hooks, and his strength turns into a cage. He immediately covers Yi Yu and the wordless Tianshu in his hands.

"haha, I said that with your mind, you can't see the mystery of the plan of heaven." Wuqingshan laughs, and Qi and blood gush. Where can Lu Changfeng take it easy.

there was a bit of doubt between his eyebrows. In the past 50 years, he did not know how many times he thought about the Tianji map and tried countless methods. Although there were several visions, they were not as strong as they are today. The mystery of the Tianji map should be on the young man.

Lu Changfeng's body method is extremely fast. He just crossed in a moment, but a stream of sabre Qi gathered behind him, breaking the sky and cutting the clouds. If he continues to grasp Yi Yu, he is afraid that his back heart will be hit. Even if he has a body of horizontal practice, he dare not shake the palm Sabre of wuqingshan.

whoo!

Lu Changfeng is worthy of being a strong man in the natural world. His body is twisted in the air, and he turns around hard. His hands are red blood. He has made a great deal of time and wind. He has urged his hands to the extreme.

how could I know that there was a strange smile on the corner of Wu Lao Dao's mouth, and his arms closed, and the door opened wide.

poof!

when the blood burst out, Lu Changfeng's two poisonous palms had torn the true yuan vigorous Qi of Wuqing mountain and inserted it into the other side's chest.

"not good!"

Lu Changfeng was not happy to win, but his heart was shocked. The other side's chest seemed to have a strong suction. He firmly absorbed his palms. Wuqingshan's thin arms held him firmly.

"ha ha, fifty years ago, the last fish on Cangshan Mountain will be killed today." Wuqingshan's forehead was sweating and his face was pale, but he still laughed a lot. His arms seemed to help him. He was so powerful that his bones were crunched.

"what a madman. He will drag me into the water when he dies."

Lu Changfeng's face was furious. He had long seen that the old black ghost had forced the potential to stimulate the blood essence by strange means. He had reached the point where the oil ran out and the light was dry. He had always avoided fighting with him. How could he have expected that the plan of heaven would show miracles and shake his mind? To his surprise, he could let the other side take advantage of it.

"kill!"

at the critical moment of life and death, Lu Changfeng also tried his best. His two hands were full of energy. Like a storm in wuqingshan's chest, he immediately broke each other's five viscera and six bellies.

However, even so, wuqingshan still hasn't died. The smile on his face is more and more intense. In the long laughter, blood is gushing.

"houxin, Lingtai!" In the sound of explosion and drinking, wuqingshan is spewing blood again.

"how!" Lu Changfeng is more and more shocked. A chill comes to his heart. His mind starts to panic, and he feels very dangerous.

Shua!

it's too late. At that time, Lu Changfeng felt only a chill in the back of his heart. The tip of a sword had been stabbed out of his chest. In a moment, Lu Changfeng's energy had dissipated into invisibility, with shock and rage,