At the end of the speech, the white tiger and gold sword in huyanxiao's hand had already reached Lu Li's eyes.

This time, Lu Li did not use the power of law, nor did he use the power of yin and Yang.

He chose the sword.

This is the respect for huyanxiao. He respects huyanxiao's loyalty, but he also despises his stupidity.

Zhengyi League has been rotten. Huyanxiao, a loyal and rare general, still insists on the so-called justice stubbornly.

I do not know how many years ago, still in the lower bound, but Jin Qiuzi has already said the word "justice" thoroughly.

It is right to give up one's self and settle down in the world.

Only those who bear the burden of life and do not abandon their faith are righteous.

These two words are exactly the opposite. How can justice come from the vicissitudes of time?

It's a pity that huyanxiao, after all, can't realize this, and after all, he chose to sacrifice his life for his own justice.

"Well, I'll give you a decent ending."

Lu Li smiles bitterly. He didn't want to kill huyanxiao.

But now, it's a last resort.

The white tiger and the golden sword are close at hand. The thousand bottles of moon in Lu Li's hand are moving at this moment. The speed of the thousand bottles of moon is extremely fast. As soon as huyanxiao arrives, he can't see how Lu Li wields the sword.

When a sword falls, the sound of the sword is extremely sharp. The sound of the sword makes the whole world silent. It seems that the sword cuts everything.

Cut off the sky, cut off the space, cut off the sound, and even cut off the mind of all people.

This sword is called duannian.

In the formula of Mo Li sword created by Zhou Tong, the sword is pure sword of killing and cutting. It has no fancy, no skill, only absolute speed and absolute sharpness.

It's an absolute kill!

The cold light skips over, and the space seems to be split in two in an instant. The body of huyanxiao and Luli cross each other, and the expression on his face is still kept in the previous second. He is brave and relieved when he comes forward to die generously.

Then, the soul body of huyanxiao appeared a sword mark in the middle. The sword mark spread all over his body, and the soul body was divided into two!

Huyanxiao did not even have time to feel half of the pain, people are no longer.

The two halves of the soul gradually broke apart, and Lu Li grabbed it and swallowed it into his body with the secret method of swallowing yuan.

The two masters died in his hands and were devoured by his secret method of swallowing yuan. The vast energy finally made the bottleneck of Luli's cultivation a little loose.

"You go."

Lu Li turned his back and waved to the experts who wrote Zhengyi League behind him. He said faintly, "your general is a hero. I admire his courage and his last wish. Now I turn around and leave. I will forgive you for not dying."

The scene was silent.

Most of the experts have not recovered from the aftereffects of the sword.

They didn't know that this was the most powerful means that Zhou Tong passed on to Lu Li.

In terms of rank, Zhou Tong's self created formula of Mo Li sword is not as good as the 16 character formula of Taixu sword canon of Xinghe JunLiu Mo Bai. However, if you want to take out a single move from Taixu sword canon, compared with this "duannian sword", you really can't find a move that can match this pure sword!

This sword is a great achievement of killing intention, which can be called the acme of technique sword. In this world, it's hard to find a single move that can be compared with it. Even if you have searched all the 108 swords of Xiantian Gang Disha Tong, it's hard to find a sword that can be compared with it!

This sword not only killed huyanxiao, but also almost cut off the bravery in the hearts of the remaining Zhengyi League experts!

At this moment, no one dares to step forward to challenge the dignity of Lu Li.

However, no one turned away.

"No? Are you still waiting to die? "

Lu Li looked back at the experts of the Zhengyi League, "I have scattered the boundary of the battle. If you want to go, turn around and walk. Before I regret, you still have a chance. If you don't go after a cup of tea, no one can save you!"

This is a threat, but in the end, Lu Li didn't want to kill these people.

The death of Changliu and tangqin was done by those decadent people in Zhengyi League. They were the evil deeds of Tang Qian, Ma Zijing and others. They had nothing to do with them.

Lu Li never regarded himself as a just man, but he never allowed himself to slaughter innocent people wantonly.

These people, at least in his eyes, have never done anything evil enough to kill. If they can kill one less person, they must kill one less person.

But Lu Li's words didn't make the experts of Zhengyi League waver. Instead, he looked at him and became more firm and angry!

"Brothers! The general is dead. Take revenge for him. Even if we are all defeated here, let the thief have a good look. There are no cowards among us! "

I don't know who had a drink in the crowd. All the three hundred experts of Zhengyi League roared to the sky and sent out their swords one after another to fight where Luli was!

Lu Li's eyes looked around. None of these 300 people wanted to escape!

Seeing this scene, Lu Li could not help sighing.

"Do evil... Follow blindly, what is the so-called? Well, your general will be proud of you. "

With a sigh, Lu Li didn't want to keep his hand any more. The world of yin and Yang moved, and the experts of Zhengyi League felt the great pressure of Taishan. With a wave of a thousand bottles of moon in Lu Li's hand, the Star River imperial court suddenly unfolded, and thousands of stars flying swords shrouded around, like a bright river of stars, shrouded all the more than 300 Zhengyi League experts!

"All the way, gentlemen."

Lu Li said to himself, and then he said, "disease!"

As the words fell, the thousands of flying swords of starlight suddenly began to move. Between the rampant starlight, the sound of countless swords breaking through the air came. Among the more than 300 golden body tianzuns of Zhengyi League, 50% of them turned to three turns, 30% to five turns, and the remaining 20% were the cultivation of more than five turns.

How can such a group of people withstand such an offensive?

The sword dances in the air, and the blood lights dye the sky.

It's just a few breaths before and after. On the clear sky, it's covered with a layer of demonic blood. The Zhengyi league's experts who are in the middle of the Xingguang flying sword have resisted the attack of three or five Xingguang flying swords at most. It's the limit. Within ten breath, there are only a few 300 experts who can survive!

Lu Li looked at the last few seriously injured people who were still unwilling to retreat. He frowned and raised his sword, intending to end their suffering.

But at this moment, I heard a sharp drink coming down from the sky——

"Bold thief! Take your life