The color of fire is like a ray of rays suddenly appearing in the eastern fence, which unexpectedly illuminates half of the sky.

The blade is like thunder, shaking the world.

The wind is like killing, tearing apart the sky.

The sacred birds' songs spread all over the world, on the battlefield of the heavenly realm, in front of the city gate, stimulating everyone's eardrums.

A sudden red dress was shining with wind, and the evil eyes suddenly flashed through the panic-wedding and cruel look.

She was reborn like a fire phoenix, and her will, which was as solid as a rock, was condensed again, and her mind and consciousness were deeply enlightened!

She raised her eyes slightly, and the iron-blooded aura was covered with.

But see everywhere-

In an instant, wherever the arrow passed, the strange man turned into a wisp of blood mist and dispersed.

The world turns around, and the situation changes suddenly!

The situation of the battle changed completely again, so that before everyone around them could react, they all took a breath of air conditioning, shocked, as if they were astonished as a wooden chicken, as if they were petrified in the wind.

Who would have thought that Chu Yue's soul would collapse and fall into the inner demon and could not extricate himself.

The situation of death with ten thousand arrows being shot at once, she, a person who was almost collapsed, could really live to death and kill the Yiren Army.

Even if they saw such a spectacular, shocking and stunning scene, they felt like they were in a dream!

Midnight.

The layers of dark clouds completely obscured the bright moon.

All over the battlefield.

The pair of eyes widened to the roundness, both of them looked at the bright red figure hanging in the sky, like a naturally unyielding warrior.

The huge wings spread out on her back, and the fire suddenly flashed.

Chu Yue held his strength in his hand and rushed to protect the country's magic sword. Two clusters of sensual and bizarre ghost fires ignited in the center of his blood pupils. In the rapid wind, he stood up the backbone of the warrior.

"How could it be..."

Among the enemy, Xie Zimo murmured to himself, his eyes widened in shock, and his face was filled with horror.

He had never seen such a terrifying knife!

The power of a single sword can break ten thousand pounds and turn the world.

Moreover, Ye Chuyue has always been good at axes, that is, she started using her sword when she was an elder in the War Academy.

She can't even be considered an orthodox swordsman, so how could she have such incredible explosive power in a short period of time?

Xie Zimo once walked with Chu Yue and fought side by side with Chu Yue for a while.

At the same time, I can also see Chu Yue's growth rate.

Xie Zimo was confident and claimed to be smart, thinking that he already knew Ye Chuyue very well.

But at this moment, I only realized that he had never known Ye Chuyue!

Xie Zimo's chest, heart and lungs were like cold water filled with ice quenched. He looked deeply at the girl in the night sky with red clothes and wings on her back, and it was difficult for him to move her eyes away.

at the same time.

Ye Ningyan, who had lost her arms, was about to hang her last breath, just to see Ye Chuyue's death piercing her heart by thousands of arrows.

But she didn't expect that what she saw before she died was a knife that shocked the heavens.

She stared at her eyes and let out an unwilling whimper.

As she made a sound, her chest trembled continuously, and sticky blood continued to spill out of her mouth.

Not far away.

Qin Qianqian, who had broken her arm, sat in a pool of blood and laughed loudly, laughing until tears splattered, and she choked: "Ye Chuyue, this is the one you I know."

She suddenly turned her head, pulled out the dagger from her boots, and stared at Ye Ningyan with her eyes tightly.

Ye Ningyan was extremely frightened, but she had no strength to turn over.

Qin Qianqian was like a hungry wolf pounced on food, and rushed towards Ye Ningyan with a speed of thunder.

"No--"

Ye Ningyan was extremely frightened and made a sound with difficulty.

She was like fish struggling dyingly on the chopping board, and her desire to survive made her turn and look at the evil king. Two indistinguishable pronunciations burst out from her blood-soaked throat: "Save—I—"

However, the Evil King's attention was attracted by Chu Yue's sword technique, and he didn't even notice her who was deeply trapped in death.

The tears in Ye Ningyan's eyes flowed out along the corners of her eyes and penetrated into her hair.

At that time, she was sent to Dongyang Kingdom and was rescued by the evil king Xuanyuan Qi.

From then on, she was the slave of the Evil King.

There was not even a female maid by the Evil King.

Such a talented prince, she is the only woman who can get close to him.

She thought that the evil king would redeem her for the future.

But now, when the dream has woken up, all the extravagant hopes have been broken.

Qin Qianqian stabbed Ye Ningyan's body with one knife, venting the revenge of killing her father on the other party's body.

Blood splattered on Qin Qianqian's face, and Qin Qianqian didn't realize it, just staring at her eyes.

"Ye Ningyan, you are a sinner forever. If you eat my father with the ghost things you brought, even if you cut you into pieces, you can't save my father. If you can't save the dead, you can't save the dead. Even if you're down eighteen floors, you'll be down

Hell, you must die well, not die well!"

Qin Qianqian seemed to have lost her mind and shouted to the top of her lungs.

After a silence, the soldiers, warriors and the people of Dongli City all stirred up waves like a stone. Looking at Chu Yue in the sky, they made cheers that shook the dark night.

Yan Nanji's shoulder blades were penetrated by arrows, and her eyes were filled with tears. She looked at Chu Yue in complexity, and the corners of her mouth were raised high, and she was sincerely happy.

Leng Qingshuang, Xiao Li and others were all covered in bruises, but they all kept their heads tilted with expectations.

In the eyes, there was a red dress raised like a flag of victory.

In front of Dongli City, the white-haired old general raised his arms and shouted: "The earth of Xuanyuan will last forever!" He shouted out the immortal hearts and fighting spirit of the soldiers of the three armies!

On the city wall, under the flag.

Tuoba Zhi happened to play the last sound, and saw the general who was rising again and cheering up, a faint smile as light as the evening breeze appeared on her face.

Her soul, heart and blood are exhausted, but she is afraid she will not have much vitality.

But she was relieved to see the general stand up again, at least she would not die with her eyes open. Dongli and Shenwu still had hope.

Tuoba Zhi's lips were always raised, and the thick darkness could not cover her independent temperament.

at last.

She was weak, as soft as boneless, and her slender and dark eyelashes drooped.

The blood-colored guqin that could not be picked up fell on the side of the city wall.

Tuoba Zhi's thin body, facing the wind, fell down from the towering ancient city wall.

"Zhi'er!"

The Tuoba City Lord, who was still immersed in the wonderful sword, reacted afterwards, exclaimed in surprise, and reached out to grab Tuoba Zhi's figure, but only the three-foot white silk end, smooth

Flowing through your hands.

Lord Tuoba looked at Ansan's fallen daughter, and his heart felt as if it was full of holes and was torn.

This eight-foot-foot man, he was not weak in front of the enemy, but at this moment he knelt on the side of the city wall, clenched his fists, and tears flowed out freely.

Tuoba Zhi fell down.

In the darkness, the moment she was about to break on the city wall, the fire illuminated her eyes.

The Vermilion Bird's wings pounced on behind Chu Yue, and his jade hands gently picked up Tuoba Zhiheng.

The dark clouds covered the night, and no trace of clear light came out.

The only remaining light comes from Chu Yue’s pair of fire feathered wings.

She was covered in bruises, mostly cut by sharp weapons, her face was covered with the enemy's blood, and only her strange blood pupils were looking at the woman in her arms with endless tenderness.

Tuoba Zhi is as beautiful as the city, with a white face as snow, and is not stained with dust, as if she is a banished immortal walking out of the Heavenly Palace.

From a distance, the two looked like gods and demons walking out of ancient books, and their red skirts stacked in the night breeze, like the thick ink and heavy colors written by the painter.

Chu Yue used Shennong's power to detect Tuoba Zhi's body and found that Tuoba Zhi's heart vein was extremely damaged and all the energy of the soul was exhausted.

What made Chu Yue's heart even more stolen was that the blood in Tuoba Zhi's body had already sacrificed to the piano.

The tendons and veins that need blood to nourish are therefore consumed to an extremely terrifying level.

Tuoba Zhi's skin began to age, and there were gradually traces on the tails of her eyes and forehead.
To be continued...