Sundering Nature Chapter 54: Mr. Kong


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Chapter 54 Mr. Kong

The morning sun rises and goes west again, the starry sky changes, and the moonlight shifts.

For three days, the **** battle lasted for three full days. On the evening of the third day, everyone joined forces to break up the last rock giant, and the boulder flew up and fell to the ground. I looked around, devastated. The vines were severed, the golden armor was scattered, the river was dry, and Bi Fang was beheaded. The number of standing defenders is less than 200.

The sword in Li Huaibei's palm was missing the point of the sword, and the broken sword was full of gaps. Lu Ya leaned on his arms and was weak, her armor was torn, and her hands trembled slightly. Driftwood shattered the gourd and sat on the ground with a bleeding calf. Boss Ma squatted to one side, holding an unknown Taoist protector and taking medicine. The Taoist protector was missing half of his body...

Almost all of the surviving guardians were wounded, and stood in place with each supporting them. No one's face showed the joy of victory. All the eyes were in one direction, the small village. So far, no one has set foot in the village, where the crisis lies.

People flashed in the village, and several figures slowly appeared at the entrance of the village. There were seven people in total, including men, women and children. The man holding the cauldron before was among them.

"Why?" An old man sighed lightly, his eyes showing unbearable. Hearing the voice, it was the old man who was the first to remind him.

"Heaven!" The boy-shaped boy snorted coldly, and there was a deep sarcasm in his eyebrows.

"End early." A woman in a palace dress took out a silk scarf from her sleeve. The silk scarf showed a unicorn walking on the moon, which was vivid.

"Let me come, you don't get karma." The man holding the cauldron stepped forward, his tone helpless, the cauldron in his hand disappeared, and the mist on his face slowly dissipated.

Mr. Kong? After Li Yiming saw the person coming, he set off a huge wave in his heart. This man who had thrown beans into a soldier turned out to be Mr. Kong? Li Yiming is too familiar with his appearance. Ever since Xiao Baize told him that Mr. Kong has a "dream at first sight" with Dao Fa blessings, and anyone who has seen him cannot remember his appearance, Li Yiming has always been in his heart. Unconsciously thinking of the other person, especially the thick eyebrows and nose, the weird smile on the corners of the mouth.

The man in front of me is medium-sized, lean, with thick eyebrows, bright eyes, a low nose bridge, small sinuses, and a slightly curved mouth with a wicked smile. Except for the slight difference in temperament, the appearance is completely the same. Mr. Kong, who I have seen before, is casual, calm, calm and elegant. At this moment, Mr. Kong looked helpless, but he was wicked, his eyes were deep, but he could clearly feel the hidden tyranny.

"Have you finally appeared?" The man in Tsing Yi stepped on the lotus flower slowly ascending, hovering in front of everyone. This person possessed special skills. He turned the battle around several times in the previous battles and enjoyed it among the surviving guardians. Quite prestige.

"Why?" Mr. Kong held a golden toothpick in his mouth, and walked forward slowly, steady and restrained, but he looked like a fool.

"This is the end of the matter. I have no intentions. Lianxin—Liu Yi asks for advice." The lotus flower of the man in Tsing Yi dispersed and merged into his body. The colorful lotus is in full bloom, and as the footsteps leave, the lotus collapses, but the scattered lotus does not disappear, but turns into a shining star dotted around the body.

"The lotus grows every step of the way? He is Liu Yi, Liu Yi in the heart of the lotus!" Someone among the protectors shouted, shocked by the low morale.

"Liu Yi? I said before that this guy loves the limelight. I didn't expect to be a holy step." The floating cedar sat on the ground, with a strange smile on his face.

"Look at Lu Yatou." Boss Ma looked back at Li Huaibei, drew the broadsword in front of him, raised his side with one hand, horizontally in front of him. "I have long heard of Lianxin's prestige, but I didn't expect to join forces before dying."

Boss Ma’s voice is not loud, but everyone present has a good hearing, and many of the protectors are dissatisfied. The Holy Order has already taken action. How can they raise their ambitions?

"You have no confidence?" Liu Yi, who stood in the air, didn't care, but turned to look at Boss Ma.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) "How many levels do you have for sure?" Boss Ma answered the question, but the long knife in his hand was shaking, as if he was about to get out.

"Plus you, 30%." Liu Yi kept his body in shape, stepping on the lotus flower and rising step by step, the colorful rays of light all over his body became stronger and stronger.

"Only 30%? You are not very confident?" Boss Ma's body suddenly bulged, his muscles swelled, his veins swelled, and thick and winding blood vessels slowly squirmed under the skin.

"When did you ever see me using a knife?" Liu Yi raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly to Mr. Kong who stopped in the distance. The other party was giving himself time to accumulate energy, but he didn't know it was against the strong. Respect is still compassion for the dying.

"I use a knife." A woman in the crowd who had been wearing a cloak suddenly jumped up, her black coat exploded in the air, revealing the blood-red full-body armor inside. The armor was covered with scales, and the fine runes flashed high. The phosphorescence of his right arm circulated, facing the storm, and suddenly a right arm was bigger than the body, forming a sharp contrast with the petite body.

"Bloodhand Qianluo?" Ukiyama gave a lazy expression, and his body slumped on the ground gradually sat upright, seeming to see hope.

"Roar!" Boss Ma screamed in a low voice, blood vessels burst open all over his body, blood mist spread, flesh and blood quickly withered, and dissipated together with the skeleton. The long knife in his hand was released, floating in the air, swallowing the blood mist like a long whale sucking water. The blade was red, blood flowed, and a beam of sword energy rose into the sky, sweeping the sky with a monstrous killing intent.

"The tyrant horse is generous? The blood hand Qianluo? They are all holy ranks, and the three holy ranks gather together!" Everyone in the crowd was excited. Three holy steps.

Qianluo, the **** hand in the air, grabbed his huge right hand in the air, Ma's imaginary tyrant sword flew into his hand, the tyrant knife started, the two auras were combined, the surrounding wind protruded, the **** hand Qianluo was spinning in the air, and the blood armor The blood knife brought a **** whirlwind, and rushed towards Mr. Kong madly.

The lotus heart and Liu Yi stomped on her feet, a colorful auspicious cloud rose, and then condensed into a huge seven-color lotus platform, among which seven or seventy-nine lotus hearts were crystal clear, slowly rising, hovering around the willow. Liu Yi's body turned upside down, swooping down from a high altitude, glancing through the light, noble and holy.

Mr. Kong's smile remained unchanged, but the suppressed tyranny in his eyes slowly dissipated. Stretching out **** with his right hand, he gently squeezed the golden toothpick that he was holding, and pulled it out at random. The toothpick was as long as it left his mouth. As Mr. Sora pulled and waved in the air for a week, a golden stick appeared in Mr. Sora. Hands. Mr. Kong swept away with a golden stick in his hand, and with a seemingly random blow, he was encountering a red whirlwind.

"When--" A loud noise shook the sky, blood knives and gold sticks fought, and the sound of the waves spread like a tsunami, and the guardians who watched the battle had to transport their magical powers to resist.

Li Huaibei held Lu Ya's head in one hand, with the broken sword hanging in the air, standing in front of him, without seeing any movement, the sound of the push came and separated automatically in front of him. Driftwood was still sitting on the ground, a transparent gourd was formed on the periphery of his body, covering himself in it, and the sound hit the gourd, dissipating like smoke and dust. But both of them looked worried.

"Old horse..." With the whispers of the floating cedar, the **** whirlwind dissipated, the blood-handed Qianluo's body flew high like a corpse, the thick and mutated right hand twisted back irregularly, and the blood-colored sword It broke apart, turned into a little red light and dissipated in the air.

"Lost? Dead? The two holy steps together can't survive a single move?" One of the crowd murmured.

"Blue Sea Lotus Star——" A long and misty whistle of willow came from high above. Forty-nine lotus hearts suddenly dispersed, and expanded rapidly as they fell, turning into forty-nine meteors in the blink of an eye. The momentum of the earth rushed towards Mr. Kong, and Liu Yi's figure dissipated at the same time. There were four or nine heavenly paths, and one of the people escaped. Liu Yi had already incarnate in it, accumulating a fatal blow.

Mr. Kong looked up at the meteorite rain casually, gently spinning the golden stick in his hand, with a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his left hand and scratched his neck, the figure gradually disappeared, as if blown away by the wind, when he reappeared, Already streaming

(To be finished in this chapter, please turn the page) In the middle of the star rain, lift the stick and launch-the golden stick extends along the way, turning into a golden glow and hitting one of the meteorites directly. The meteorite shattered, Liu Yi's figure was exposed, and a golden rod came out, stringing Liu Yi in the air, and the meteorite rain was disillusioned.

Three holy ranks, in exchange for Mr. Kong two blows, three deaths and no life.

"You guys, are you running?" Mr. Kong, who was suspended in the sky, slowly retracted his long stick. Liu Yi's body fell from the sky. Mr. Kong looked down and his tone was flat.

The answer to him was nearly two hundred lights of various colors rising into the sky. This is the defender, defender, defender, and preach. There is no other thought under the heaven, and the guidance of heaven is where the preaching is, and where the destiny belongs, what is the difference between life and death?

Mr. Kong smiled, as always as humble, his figure slowly blurred, two, four, eight, sixteen... the sky full of Mr. Kong fell down, greeted the rising protector, destroying the dead, no one will be the general, protect the road Those who are disillusioned, or broken, or have a different head, or die without a whole body.

Li Huaibei held a person in one hand and a sword in one hand. He saw Ma Dafang's body shattered into blood mist, and his chest was broken into pieces by the long driftwood stick. Li Huaibei shattered the sword, the sword in his palm merged into his body, using his body as a sword, holding Lu Yatou and rushing towards a clone of Mr. Kong, the long stick hit the stick, and the tip of the sword hit the stick. With Lu Yatou in her arms, she was extremely weak and could no longer withstand the coercion brought by the confrontation. Li Huaibei's complexion remained unchanged, his eyes were firm, his forward stature was unabated, but he sighed in his heart: It's over...

"Leave one of the five evils and three shortcomings, don't rush to kill." Li Huaibei's forward body was suddenly imprisoned and unrest. A back figure appeared in front of him, short and thin, with his right hand held high, and he held it with one hand. The golden stick underneath, with his left hand hung casually on one side, holding a classic woven bag in his hand...

Li Huaibei's eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

The dark space was gradually measured, and Li Yiming was surprised to see a big hand drop from his forehead. Feasting, noisy and chaotic, Li Yiming found that he was standing in the parking lot before, and his body had recovered. It was just three days of fierce fighting, and he suddenly relaxed, showing that he was quite uncomfortable.

Li Huaibei trembled and spouted a mouthful of blood. Li Yiming subconsciously stepped forward, but was stopped by Li Huaibei's hand.

"Heaven's backlash, it doesn't matter." Li Huaibei showed a unique smile, noble and elegant, but Li Yiming saw at this moment, it was loneliness and loneliness that was thousands of miles away.

"It's because of me?" Li Yiming felt a little sour.

"I have shown you things you shouldn't see, and I always have to be punished. This is already considered light." Li Huaibei sat down against the wall, his legs trembled a little, Li Yiming knew, far less than what the other party said. Relax, he has seen the punishment caused by Xiao Baize.

"Why help me?"

"Help you? You think too much, I just love it." Li Huaibei smiled and took out a cigarette from his pocket, but after trying it twice, he didn't light it, and his hands couldn't help shaking.

"Which one is Mr. Kong?" Li Yiming took the lighter and lit the cigarette for Li Huaibei.

"I don't know." Li Huaibei took a deep breath and said lightly. "You have your own way. This road may be a road to the sky or a bridge of Naihe, but in any case, you must walk by yourself. No one can help you, including Mr. Kong." Li Huaibei was trembling. He couldn't hold the cigarette with his fingers, and the cigarette fell to the ground. Li Yiming reached out to help, but was stopped again.

"Let me show you those. I think you should see. You are now Tier 4, I was Tier 5, how much you can comprehend, depends on your own good fortune, remember, your path is your own path. "Li Huaibei said, standing up swayingly. Li Yiming wanted to help, but thinking of the battle scene he saw just now, he hesitated to stop. He really saw what a protector is and what pride is.

"There will be a period later! Live." Straighten up, with grace, loneliness, calm, and sorrow, the trembling figure disappeared into the darkness, leaving Li Yiming standing in the night breeze for a long time language.

(End of this chapter)

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