After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 310|That’s it

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Run?

Can you really run away?

In this moment, Xiao Boyang, Fang Lingqing, Xie Xingzhi and others couldn't help but ask themselves.

Before the pressure, even Xie Xingzhi’s hand that clenched the hilt of the sword could not help but wet his palm with sweat.

In a blink of an eye, Li Jingran gave a soft drink, finally calling back their thoughts.

"Run!"

Even if you can’t run away, you still have to try! ! Don't forget the mission they have.

In an instant, Chu Tongzheng suddenly came back to his senses.

Yes, their mission! ! Their mission is to obtain as much information as possible and pass it back to several disciples! ! Every fight with Emperor Shiyuan plays a vital role! !

So, in this situation, almost everyone, including Qiao Wan, rushed out in unison! !

Run! The further you run, the better! !

I was panting, sweating, and dizzy from running.

But there seems to be a heavy, sticky, dark shadow on my body that symbolizes death.

On the sky, the man also moved. Every time he moved, he appeared more than ten feet away from the last time.

The first time, the second time, and the third time, each time was faster and the distance was further.

"Too slow." The man sighed slightly and opened the head of a nearby death squad disciple.

At that moment, the disciple gritted his teeth and the information in the jade bracelet on his wrist spurted out like his blood and was transmitted to the image on the other side!

This is the first senior brother.

Then, the second, third, fourth, slower brothers and sisters almost all died in the hands of the man. Almost before they died, they all mobilized the remaining spiritual power in their bodies to This precious information was transmitted to several disciples and to Qi Feidao and others! !

Fang Lingqing ran staggeringly, taking the time to throw out the spirit x, and tried hard to grab the other disciples behind him who were half a beat behind! !

"Run here." Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, Pei Chunzheng actually ran with them. As the boy ran, he threw back his defensive weapon "bang bang bang". Formation! !

Chu Tongzheng rolled his eyes and asked in shock: "You?!"

Pei Chunzheng pursed his lips and remained silent.

He never wanted to be a demon king, nor did he disdain to be a demon king. He became a demon king just to find Qiao Wan and for his uncle.

Only Ma Huaizhen and others knew that during the time when Pei Chun was striving to become the Demon King, he secretly protected many monks.

Pei Chunzheng gritted his teeth, took off the hair tie from his wrist, and tied his long hair behind his head. With his narrow sleeves and strong waist, he almost became the young junior from Kunshan again.

Gradually, some teammates seem to realize that their death can delay some time for other teammates.

So, before dying, countless magic weapons were shot out like flying snowflakes! ! They tried their best to transmit the message and then blew themselves up, just to delay Emperor Shiyuan for a moment.

However, they could not delay even a moment.

The man kills, teleports, kills the next one, and then keeps rushing to the next one.

At the same time as the killing started, the images of the Northern Territory were immediately flooded by a sea of ​​information one after another! !

"How's it going? Is there any result?" Ma Huaizhen tried hard to look away from the sky and hurriedly drove the wheelchair. His face was as tense as a steel plate and he asked coldly.

Qi Feidao's throat was dry and he looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Looking at the results of the analysis of thousands of cultivators, formation cultivators, method cultivators, and sword cultivators.

The young man gave a forced smile, activating the exercises caused his years to decline rapidly, and his black hair turned into white hair, hanging down on the side of his face.

"...there is..."

What is the result?

They analyzed that the Shiyuan Emperor only had two moves.

The first move is this teleportation.

Another move is the spiritual power in his hands.

It's clean, nothing fancy, and it's not even possible for them to analyze it.

Ma Huaizhen froze in place.

Before setting off, they arranged countless array cultivation, sword cultivation, number cultivation, and method cultivation, hoping to find loopholes in Shiyuan Emperor Zun's moves.

But now, it all seems ridiculous.

He is only fast and strong, other than that, he does not use any magic or sword skills.

He himself is a natural killing weapon, a killing weapon without any loopholes or flaws.

Countless senior brothers and sisters, one after another, self-destructed their Dantian and died in front of the man, just to delay his steps for a moment.

Toppled over by the force of the explosion, Xiao Boyang spurted out a mouthful of blood. The young man had no time to be timid and fearful, and frowned tightly, concentrating on mobilizing his spiritual power and running his skills.

He can stop him for a moment! ! His absolute timing will definitely stop him for a moment! !

Spiritual power flows crazily from the fingertips, and the technique begins to work.

Xiao Boyang clearly saw that the man's figure suddenly slowed down and stopped.

He...he did it?

Xiao Boyang was startled.

Everything suddenly slowed down reflected in front of my eyes, Qiao Wan, Xie Xingzhi, Fang Lingqing...

The slowed down Shiyuan Emperor.

The man's steps paused, and his hand remained in mid-air.

Xiao Boyang's eyes clearly reflected the other person's appearance. The man suddenly tilted his head and showed a gentle smile.

This smile is not a strange and terrifying nightmare.

Like a thunder strike, Xiao Boyang froze on the spot, watching the man teleport and flash in front of him.

Emperor Shiyuan smiled, and he gently raised his finger. With just this slight touch, Xiao Boyang immediately vomited blood and was knocked away more than ten feet. He staggered and fell to the ground.

"No one can stop time." Emperor Shiyuan said calmly, "There is only one way to stop time, and that is speed."

"Let me teach you." The man taught earnestly, "The faster you go, the slower your time will be."

"You are too slow."

He stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

At this critical moment, Xie Xingzhi took a step forward and blocked the black iron heavy sword. The sword was as powerful as a towering mountain. Under the pressure of the man, he was easily crushed inch by inch. Crushed into powder.

The young man's high-spirited and clear demeanor was completely gone. Veins popped up on his forehead. He roared back: "Retreat!!"

At this moment, a sword slashed half a step away unexpectedly, and a skinny figure suddenly stood in front of everyone, blocking the man side by side with Xie Xingzhi!

Lu Bihan.

"Senior Brother Lu?!" Xiao Boyang screamed.

"Retreat." Lu Pi said coldly, brazenly facing the man not far away! Before he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a pop.

He is weak and weak. Standing in front of Emperor Shiyuan, facing this pressure is no less than a kind of torture, as if his muscles and veins are being crushed inch by inch. It is more difficult than anyone can endure.

Two little ones suddenly appeared in front of him, causing his steps to pause for a moment.

"There are many more young people in the world of cultivation." Emperor Shiyuan said approvingly, but his eyes were cold and the movements of his hands did not stop.

Lu Bihan lowered his eyes and did not look at the opponent. However, the moment he made a move, the blade of the long sword in his hand was held down with his bare hands.

A middle-aged monk in green clothes with a stern face stood in front of him, and calmly and forcefully pushed back the sword in Lu Bihan's hand.

Lu Bihan paused, stunned, and immediately recognized that this was Li Pan.

"Former...ahem...senior...ahem..."

It was as if his lungs were torn apart, and blood poured out of his mouth one after another. Lu Bihan's face turned ferocious from coughing, and veins popped out in his temples.

"Back off."

Li Pan said deeply and drew his sword.

The giant sword, which had never been unsheathed, was thrown into the sky. The sword energy spread out, and for a moment it became clear, clearing away the demonic atmosphere around him.

Emperor Shiyuan stopped and said, "It's you."

"Are you..." He hesitated for a moment, "Fa Cultivator?"

"You want to stop me?" Emperor Shiyuan smiled slightly, looked at him curiously, and muttered, "I remember that you were with Buhuo."

Li Pan ignored the Emperor Shiyuan and unsheathed his two swords. The small white sheath and the huge black sheath sword flew out at the same time! Reflecting the red desert in the distance, a sunset slowly sets.

The sword's brilliance is like a rainbow, rising straight into the sky.

Qiao Wan remembers that Fa Xiu's defensive moves were rare in that he used offense instead of defense. He used killing moves everywhere and used thunderous means to intimidate his opponents from invading.

In this moment, the sword energy was like a dragon, and it immediately forced the man back half a step. For such a majestic sword energy, Emperor Shiyuan felt that he must also respect him.

So, with his pale and thin fingers, he gently pointed in the void, stretched out his hand, and suddenly picked up a spirit child. The spirit child was compressed to an extremely small density. In the face of the strong gravity, the surrounding sand was like a whirlpool. They quickly surrounded him and erected a high wall.

Drawed by this gravitational force, all the sand was attracted to the extremely dense spirit son. With a roar, it blocked the awe-inspiring sword that was intended to break through the sky.

The backflow of air forced Li Pian to stand upright, take a few steps back, and spurt out a mouthful of blood!

Gazing at the ragged Demon Realm Emperor in front of him, Li Fan paused and closed his eyes restrainedly.

Just now, he personally protected Xiao Xiao behind him and watched Meng Guangze leave.

He was very tired of living. For the sake of his friends, for the vows he had made to share the same goals, and with a firm heart to clarify the world, he walked alone guarding the empty Taiping Academy for a long time, traveled all over the world, and went boating across the sea. Just to recruit disciples and restart the academy.

Now that the fire has been planted, Buping Academy has been re-established, and Qiao Wan has become the same as Meng Guangze used to be.

Today, this is the end of his journey. Li Pan clearly realized that he should have died here hundreds of years ago.

Six hundred years ago, he led his troops to stay in the Northern Territory, while Meng Guangze led more than 3,000 students to the Demonic Territory.

His students all died here.

After a pause, Li Pan opened his stern eyes. He seemed to see countless dead souls on the ground. Those smiling little boys stood in front of him and called him "Elder Li."

Condensing the deep thoughts in his eyes one by one, Li Pian raised the word "No Death" and put his **** together to slide on the blade of the sword.

The blood flowed down the blood trough.

He was just going to an unfinished appointment.

It is not an unfinished agreement with Buping Academy, but an agreement that belongs exclusively to Taiping Academy.

Today, everything from Taiping Academy will be buried here.

After drinking his fill of blood, the unpardonable death came out, and the blood was sprinkled like rain! He swung his sword towards Emperor Shiyuan without hesitation! !

This battle only lasted three moves.

After three moves, Li Pan lost all strength and staggered to his knees.

He lost.

Looking at the ground, Li Fan thought calmly.

But the time he delayed was enough for Qiao Wan and the others to run out. That was enough.

Emperor Shiyuan looked a little more focused. He raised his hand and dropped the spirit child in his hand. He saw that the spirit child was about to land on the man's thin back! !

Suddenly, a figure suddenly stood between the two of them, blocking Li Puan and blocking the thunderous blow for him.

"Master...Uncle Master..." The man turned his head, revealing a **** face, and the green clothes on his body bent down like a willow.

"Green waist?" Li Fan was stunned.

"Uncle," the lively little girl in green smiled, and used her thin body to bravely face the offensive of Emperor Shiyuan, "Uncle saved me, I will accompany you. Uncle Master fought to the last moment."

She remembered that summer, the bright sun in the sky, the cracked loess, the noisy cicadas, and the wilting grass.

When she squatted on the mound to pee.

The old man waved with a smile: "Nini, pee here, come here, come to grandpa."

When the disgusting hand reached into her clothes and she couldn't get away.

She heard a sword cry.

Under the red rain, the old man slowly fell down, his right hand still on the waistband of his trousers, revealing something shriveled and wrinkled, and his head rolled away far away.

She thought of a pair of white cloth shoes stained with mud and blood, and a blue cloth suit.

A stern middle-aged monk stood in front of her, carrying a small sword with a white sheath on his back and a huge sword with a black sheath in his hand. The huge sword with a black sheath in his hand was still dripping down. Blood.

——"Later." Lu Yao said solemnly, "Uncle Li killed the old man with one sword."

——Chopped the old man's things with another sword, walked to the little girl, knelt down, dressed the little girl, held the little girl's hand, and left.

——"This is the first time I have seen the 'Unforgiven Death' unsheathed." Lu Yao smiled slightly.

Emperor Shiyuan asked in astonishment: "Who is this?"

Then he looked at Li Pan and asked cautiously: "This is your student? She is dead. Do you want me to help you?"

The man showed a considerate and gentle smile, stretched out his fingers, and waved again. The demonic energy in his hands was directed toward Li Pian and toward Lu Yao, tightly wrapping Lu Yao's body.

Li Pan immediately recognized that what he saw was a sign that he was going to forcibly catalyze the green-waisted corpse and turn the two of them into demons and zombie puppets!

Seeing Lu Yao die in front of him, Li Puan said nothing.

"Zheng——" The sword roared all over his body.

"Unforgiven Death" took off its sheath and cut off half of the neck of the girl's body with a sword.

This sword not only cut off half of Lu Yao's neck, but also cut off Emperor Shiyuan's intention to force her to become a demon.

This time Emperor Shiyuan was really shocked.

Li Pan calmly moved his fingertips, and the tip of his sword also moved. His expression remained stern, and only his slightly trembling hands seemed to betray his heart.

Unforgiven death is like a sword of judgment, hanging high on one's forehead.

If you do not forgive punishment, you will always unsheath it; if you do not forgive death, you will not unsheath it. Once it is unsheathed, it is bound to be a killing move.

He closed his eyes.

Under the wide-open eyes of everyone, he stretched out his hand, turned his palm down, faced the sky with his palm, and pressed down bit by bit.

Every time you press down an inch, the tip of the sword moves down an inch.

In the end, the tip of the sword fell on top of his head. After losing to Emperor Shiyuan, this arrogant man did not want to be possessed. In an extremely tragic and tragic way, this arrogant man split himself in half! !

The moment the sword tip fell, it cut open the dantian. The powerful pressure carried the airflow during the explosion and swayed. The ground where Emperor Shiyuan stood exploded from the inside out, creating a huge hole!

Looking at the dust and ashes flying in front of him, Emperor Shiyuan moved his fingers, smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, and sighed, "It's dirty again, it's already broken enough."

Qiao Wan, who was still rushing out, looked back with awareness when she heard the earth-shattering explosion, and suddenly shouted in grief.

"Senior!!"

As the energy and blood surged, his eyes were red! Hold the sword and rush back without hesitation!

Run? What are you running for? !

What is the use of running away like this besides destroying your own inner courage? ! Since you can't run away, you might as well give it a try!

Just like that, Lu Pihan watched with splitting eyes as Qiao Wan suddenly braked, turned around and rushed back regardless! !

"Qiao Wan!!"

Just when Lu Bihan was so angry that his face was livid and he was vomiting blood, a bright golden light suddenly fell and he hugged Qiao Wan by the waist.

"Qiao Wan." Miaofa turned around, quickly put her down, and pushed her back.

Raising his eyes to face the figure standing in the distance, he shouted: "That's it!"