Chu from the end of the body can feel more and more pain, pain to numbness. Under the waist and abdomen, he has been completely swallowed by the power of the curse and began to melt. But the expression on his face did not change at all. He held the silver bow steadily and condensed black arrows. At this time, ear heard the rain, a few people screamed in horror“ Third Elder martial brother, be careful --! " At the next moment, Chu Mo Li felt as if his body had been heavily pressed by something. There was a creaking sound from the bones of the whole body, as well as a piercing pain. The silver bow in his hand broke and disappeared in a flash. The power of the curse backfires, and Chu Mo Li suddenly spurts out a mouthful of blood. But Luo Yunxiao did not know when already appeared in front of him. Chixiao sword is one of Benming swords in my hand. I can carry it at will. On the blade of the sword, the first flame in the world [Mingyin Shengyan] jumps gently. Then he stabbed Chu Mo Li's heart with a swift speed“ Don't --! "“ Third Elder martial brother --! " At the end of the Chu Dynasty, I felt that the red sword body and the flame above were bigger and bigger in my eyes. He can feel that death and destruction are getting closer to him. He thought: he is really the most useless nine from the Lord. Maybe the Lord of the nine leagues will never be reborn after himself. But today's choice, he does not regret. However, it was at the end of Chu that he met his death calmly. There was a flower in front of his eyes. Then came the sound of a sharp blade into the flesh. Ming Yin Sheng Yan burns the body and makes people's teeth sour. The blood darts on Chu Mo Li's face, making his pupil suddenly contract. He slowly raised his head and saw the bruised and delicate figure standing in front of him. His dry lips moved, but he couldn't make any sound. Luo Yunxiao slowly lowered his head, saw the sword penetrating his chest, and then looked at the woman whose heart was burned by his own Mingyin Shengyan. It was rare to see a trace of surprise on his face: "Jun Muyan, can you still stand up?" There is no divine musician skill. There is no blessing of the power of law. Jun Muyan, who only fought with him in kendo, was like shaking a tree with no resistance at all. Her hands were broken and her feet were half broken. There is no place in the whole body is intact, all of them are burned by Mingyin Shengyan. If it were not for the fetters of Qihuang's half soul consciousness, Luo Yunxiao would have killed her. But even if it hasn't been killed, Luo Yunxiao can be sure that junmuyan has no fighting power. But this woman, even at the critical moment, blocked her attack on Chu Mo Li, and recalled the seven Jue sword with the only remaining magic power, which hurt her badly. But Luo Yunxiao was only shocked for a moment, then shook his head indifferently and said cruelly: "Jun Muyan, do you think this attack can kill me? Then you are too... "His face suddenly changed before he finished his words. The original solid body shaking violently, as if to have something to break free. Chixiao sword out, Mu Yan slowly fell down. But the corner of her mouth is a shallow smile“ Qihuang“ Luo Yunxiao's eyebrows wrinkled, his Chixiao sword inserted into the ground, his hands pressed on the handle of the sword, trying to suppress the soul of the riot in his body. However, the shaking of virtual shadow is more and more serious. In the end, the body finally split into two, one red and one white. The red one is Qihuang. The white one is Luo Yunxiao, or half soul. Qihuang rushes to Muyan and wants to help her, but because there is no entity, the palm of his hand goes through her body.