"The golden flame..."

In the void, Ji ningshuang's delicate body trembles, and her cheeks turn pale in an instant. The pictures that have already been branded in my heart are presented in front of me, and a haunted figure can't help but fantasize in my mind.

The golden flame swayed, reflected in her beautiful eyes, seemed to pull her into a beautiful dream.

It was a dark barren mountain. She was plotted by others. She stumbled and bumped. When she was most helpless, she appeared with a mask. He was carrying a golden flame and helped her out of the sea of misery.

Although, he is just condensation state, not worthy of her arrogance, but is that thin figure, in that night, death engraved in her heart.

He is called the dust night, not the dust of the wind and dust, the night of the night, but the Chen of Ye Chen, the leaf of Ye Chen.

Suddenly, the memory of the two figures, in this moment, perfect coincidence together.

"No wonder he didn't want to show his true face that night."

"No wonder he was so indifferent to me that night."

"You are the night of dust." Ji ningshuang looked at Ye Chen foolishly, her lips trembled, and her eyes suddenly became hazy, "why am I so stupid? Ye Chen, dust night, you are... A person."

"Will I see you again in three big matches in two months?"

"Yes."

The words of that night are still echoing in my ears.

Ji ningshuang silly smile, dust night really as promised.

She saw it, but it was on the stage. She fought with her for more than 500 rounds. She was beaten and shocked again and again, but she didn't know... The former lover who fought with her was the dust night that haunted him.

"What is Ye Chen doing?" The surprise below interrupted her thoughts.

"No..." Ji ningshuang, who was awakened, screamed out her jade hand, hoping to pull back the spirit sword covered with white magic awn.

However, the sword has come out, and the top strike is aimed at the person who makes her heart beat most.

At the bottom, ye Chen's immortal fire and sky Thunder have changed their forms. The immortal fire has turned into a flame divine bow, and the sky thunder converges into thunder and magic arrows.

His left leg bent forward, his right leg pulled back and straightened, and his whole body was tilted backward. The Magic Arrow had been put on the bow string and was pulled into a full moon. The golden bow and black arrow were dazzling.

Suddenly, ye Chen's seems to be hiding into a mysterious state.

He remembered the picture of the ancient arrow in the cave. The wizard of the sorcerer arched the scorching sun, which was similar to his present scene. Ji ningshuang was on top of the mountain, and the divine power was infinite. Isn't it like the dazzling sun?

The fit of state of mind, let Ye Chen have a momentary trance, as if he is the wizard shooting through the scorching sun.

Perhaps, even he did not realize that there was a huge illusory figure behind him. His actions were like that of him, holding a magic bow like the full moon, looking northwest and shooting at the sky.

Fire and thunder, one arrow away.

In the dark, it seems that there is such a sound in the ear, let Ye Chen loose the bow string.

Zheng!

Suddenly, the dark arrow went straight to the sky, all the way through the void, so that the space is also distorted.

At the moment, everyone stood up, raised their faces and looked at Xu Tian.

Under the attention of the public, the black thunderbolt shot against the sky and the God awn of the white spirit sword from the sky are approaching infinitely.

At this moment, black and white, arrow and sword, above the sky appear particularly dazzling.

Boom!

With a shocking roar, thunder arrow and white spirit sword collided together, and burst out dazzling brilliance.

Suddenly, the space burst. Taking the point where the arrow and the awn collided as the center, a round halo spread out to the four directions. The space was distorted. In both the north and south directions of Zhengyang sect, there was a towering mountain peak cut off by the round halo like tofu.

Who is weak or strong!

All the people are paying attention to the black arrow and the white God awn. They are crushing each other's power.

Click!

In the dark, a subtle and crisp sound became particularly clear. It was Ji ningshuang's spirit sword split, and the white God awn on the spirit sword was also instantly defeated and crushed by the black magic arrow.

Hum!

The black magic arrow was incomparable in power. It crushed the spirit sword covered with a hundred awns and shot it all the way up to the sky.

Poof!

Immediately, Ji ningshuang, who was still in a silly state, was pierced by the black magic arrow. The gorgeous blood poured down, and the dazzling light was annihilated. She fell like a duckweed, powerless.

The bloody shadow, at this time is so dazzling.

"The body of Xuanling, defeated... Defeated?" Seeing Ji ningshuang fall into the void, all the people opened their mouths and even their words were trembling.

"Elder martial sister Ji was... Defeated." The disciples of zhengyangzong are staring at the falling bloody shadows in the void. Their disbelief is becoming reality with the falling shadows."The legend of invincibility has been broken by beating... And it is a whole big difference." Zhuge old man looked at the falling Ji ningshuang and murmured to himself.

"He really beat the body of Xuanling." Biyou looks pale and stunned. She feels dizzy. She can't even hold on to 20 rounds of Xuanling body. She is defeated by Ye Chen, whom she despises all the time.

"I knew you would win." On one side, Shangguan yu'er smiles.

"He... He won, ye Chen won." Yang Dingtian, a disciple of hengyuezong, even shook their words. They were excited or happy. It was his disciples who defeated xuanlingzhi.

"Is it my disciple who broke the legend of invincibility?" On the other side, Chu xuan'er looks at Ye Chen, who is staggering on the stage. Her beautiful eyes are filled with water mist, which makes her infatuated.

"It's impossible. It's impossible." In the sound of shock, there was Cheng Kun's roar. He was almost crazy, and he didn't even stand firm.

He can't accept, can't accept his Zhengyang sect's first true biography, the legendary invincible blood of the heaven, unexpectedly lost to a waste hand that they had abandoned, so long of planning, so long calculation, elaborately built home, it turned out to be a wedding dress for others.

Under the attention of all, Ji ningshuang is about to fall to the ground.

After all, or a gentle force to drag it, the hand, nature is Ye Chen.

Feel that a gentle force, Ji ningshuang side of the cheek, silly looking at Ye Chen, beautiful eyes still have water mist emerging.

"I... Lost." Ji ningshuang's self mockery, her arrogance, at this time disappeared.

"We, since then, have no cause and effect." Ye Chen light mouth, full of words of exhaustion.

"Do you... Hate me?" Ji ningshuang looks at Ye Chen foolishly, the water mist hazy her eyes.