V4.Chapter 66

It's not the first time the military division has seen the summer solstice.

He was the king of the second day in reincarnation palace.

But if you take off your cloak and come to Dibing mountain, the hostess of Wang family in Beihai will have to accompany Wang Tianzong no matter how indifferent she is to the world.

This is the minimum respect.

I've been to Dibing mountain before.

So in his eyes, the summer solstice is an innocent and lively woman.

She doesn't have any scheming. Even in middle age, her heart is still crystal clear and carefree. This is a woman who has been carefully protected and even spoiled by Wang Tianzong. It's just like living in a fairy tale world.

This is the summer solstice in the eyes of military strategists.

But now

Looking at the woman standing quietly above the palace of the emperor, the military adviser even felt hallucination.

The summer solstice has no plan.

But she has a sword.

There is a sword.

There's dignity.

It was indescribable strength and dignity.

The dark night disappeared completely in front of the Imperial Palace, and the dim light of the sword extended to every space in front of the palace without any sound. A large number of sword lights gathered and did not disperse, forming a sunset directly above the summer solstice. The sunset became more and more intense, so the meaning of the sword became more pure.

This is another invincible peak of Wang family in Beihai!

This hostess, who has been playing the role of silly white sweet in Beihai Wang family, may not be interested in strategy and general situation, and has been enjoying Wang Tianzong's indulgence. It seems that she has never done anything for Beihai Wang family.

I don't need her to do anything.

As Wang Tianzong said.

She's beautiful, she cooks delicious, and she can watch the house.

Isn't that what a real hostess should be like?

Even if she doesn't do anything, as long as she's still in Dibing mountain, where Wang Tianzong goes, there will be no worries.

And really didn't do anything?

No one knows.

But at least Wang Tianzong knows.

Many years ago, during the period when he was about to break through but had not yet broken into the invincible, if it had not been for the summer solstice when he went to the border and made up the vital invincible combat power in the lineup of besieging Li maniac, it might not have been Li, but Wang of Beihai!

If she hadn't tried her best to break the endless sky of fierce soldiers in the hands of madman Li at the beginning, she would not have been shot down by Shengsheng, and even left a serious injury that has never recovered.

Now she's not healed.

But in Wang Tianzong's absence.

She can still draw the sword.

She once fell into the invincible realm, and her foundation has been completely loose. But after more than 20 years of accumulation, even if she draws her sword again, even if she is in a special state, her sword will still be invincible!

The summer solstice stretched out his hand and held it behind him with his slender white fingers.

It's a famous sword that the Wang family of Beihai has not been born for many years. Its body is slender and simple.

The sword is named Qiushui.

The yellow light of the sword scattered all over the front of the imperial palace.

Those who are determined to die are still charging.

Everyone recognized the sword of the summer solstice.

In the dim light of the sword, this is Li's sword.

Sword nine, dusk.

It's really unspeakable irony and desolation for them to die under this sword.

In the dim yellow world, the thunder light suddenly became frenzied.

The dark blue electric light is in full bloom, it seems to tear the whole dusk.

The palm of the summer solstice suddenly grasped the handle of the sword.

The sound of the long sword coming out of its sheath reverberates over the imperial army mountain.

At the end of the sword Qi, the setting sun suddenly jumped up again.

The night had been completely dispelled.

The top of Dibing mountain is full of dusk.

The twilight is slightly turbulent, and all the thunder is directly suppressed without any sound.

After the summer solstice, the autumn water comes out of its sheath.

The sword is bright.

The sword will surge again.

The Yellow sword light seems soft, but it quietly distorts the armor of all the dead.

Blood shot from the armor, reflected in the dusk, looking extremely cruel.

The only remaining group is still charging.

Even if they die, they will die on the way to charge.

In the cold summer solstice, there is no change in the expression of light majesty, but the delicate eyebrows are slightly raised.

Qiushui sword is out of its sheath.

The sword is shining.

The dusk of dusk suddenly becomes disordered and violent. Above the sky, the setting sun gathers a lot of strong sword Qi and goes straight up with the bright sword light.

The dusk dissipated in a frenzy.

The light on the Dibing mountain doubled, suppressing the light and getting brighter.

It's late at night in Beihai province.

But there was a real light on the mountain.

sunshine!

The setting sun, which is the focus of sword spirit, has completely turned into a scorching sun.

Flowers bloom in the hot sun.

The graceful body of the summer solstice revolves with the sword like a grand but extremely dangerous dance.

The light of the sword spreads like a flower.

The rotation of the summer solstice is faster and faster, the sun in the sky has completely disappeared, and the brightness on the Dibing mountain is more prosperous.

A little fire appeared at the tip of the sword at the summer solstice.

Fire in her figure dancing, suddenly across a fire to cover everything.

The mighty sword light is raging with fire.

The last group of dead men didn't even have time to do any action. They were directly engulfed by the fire waves, and they fell into nothingness.

Sword eight burning the sky.

The summer solstice shakes.

The spreading fire began to gather towards her.

At the top of the mountain, in the fire, a touch of snow suddenly rises.

The moment when the cold sword shining like snow, the mountain is full of thunder!

The violent dark blue arc covers everything without warning.

It was at the moment when the sword had relaxed.

This is a real sneak attack and assassination.

The means are not mean and insidious, but the timing is just right.

The saint broke his alloy armor.

It's his fastest sword, and it's also his strongest sword in the saintly state.

The intention of this sword is still at the top of the thunder realm, but its destructive power seems to have reached the invincible realm.

The military division is a little slower than the saints.

The general and the Duke rushed up side by side.

Ray.

Only thunder.

All over the mountains and fields of thunder completely connected, like a sky covering the night, directly toward the summer solstice.

The summer solstice's clothes are flying wildly in the fury of the sword.

She held the autumn water tightly in her hand, with the sword facing down, and thrust it into the Imperial Palace at her feet.

From the beginning to the present.

She made only three shots.

At the moment of the third sword, the whole person's breath becomes weak.

But the invisible sword broke the thunder in an instant.

The setting sun dissipated.

The sun dissipated.

The thunder dissipated.

The top of the mountain became the purest and deepest black, and only the sword intended to roar in the quietest darkness.

Wang's unique skill in Beihai.

Wang Daojian!

The sound of weapon breaking clearly sounded in the rich black.

The sword light swept over the mountain.

The thunder lit up in the dark for a moment, then disappeared completely.

Summer solstice tightly pursed red lips, endure and endure.

Her cold eyes looked directly to the east of the Dibing mountain.

In the calm night, the two figures, carrying one figure on their back, stagger and disappear in the night.

The wind blows from the mountain.

The sound of the waves at the foot of the mountain became clear.

Summer solstice mouth moved, a mouthful of blood can no longer help, directly spit out, dyed the eaves of the Imperial Palace red.

She looked at her own blood with mixed eyes.

Tonight's surprise attack was nothing to her.

She is invincible at the top.

In addition to the same peak invincible, almost no one hurt her.

No one can hurt her tonight.

But her body can no longer bear her own sword.

The summer solstice sighs gently, her figure flickers and returns to the imperial palace.

The most responsive Wang's internal security forces in Beihai have rushed to the top of the mountain.

But they only saw the door of the Imperial Palace closing slowly.

"It's all right."

The cold voice of the summer solstice came from inside: "don't inform Tianzong."

......

The Qi of the sword was exhausted on the mountain.

But the sword Qi on the lonely mountain has reached its peak.

The sword is like a sea.

There is a line between heaven and sea.

In the deep and dead darkness, the lonely mountain, the West Lake, everything seems to have completely disappeared.

Only the crazy and turbulent sword sea is left.

shock.

The whole isolated mountain trembles under the fury of the sword. The whole sword sea is completely crazy. The boundless sword spirit falls in the air endlessly, and the sword spirit soars to the sky. The vast sword shadow flies in every corner of the isolated mountain.

The flowers, plants and trees that were once nourished by the dragon's pulse have been completely broken and disappeared in the turbulence of the sword sea. Now only the bare mountain is left in the Gushan where the flowers and plants once flourished. The mountain gradually cracks in the raging of the sword spirit, and the endless sword shadow seems to have no tendency to dissipate and reduce at all, on the contrary, it is more and more.

Li Honghe moves forward slowly in the sea of swords.

His pace is extremely steady, but extremely slow.

He didn't know where Wang Tianzong was.

But he knows Wang Tianzong's character.

So he went straight ahead.

As long as you go to the end, no matter where Wang Tianzong is, he can see him.

The sword is like a tsunami.

The tide is rising.

The tide is falling.

Li Honghe has walked hundreds of meters in the sword sea.

His body was always bright.

The full-bodied sword spirit becomes the purest light.

Li Honghe is like a group of light in the sword sea.

He's moving forward.

The sword sea is retreating.

The lonely mountain that has been ravaged by endless sword spirit is beyond recognition.

Flowers and plants, big trees, wooden houses, everything has disappeared. Where the sword Qi passes, the land is completely dried up, and all the water is completely evaporated. Cracks appear one after another on the dry land. Cracks spread on the top of the mountain and gradually spread to the bottom of the mountain.

Li's cemetery is the only place in Gushan that is intact.

Li Honghe is standing in front of the cemetery.

He's moving forward.

The sword sea is retreating.

Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands and hundreds of thousands of sword shadows impact on the light ball around Li Honghe without reservation.

Pieces of blood are blooming around Li Honghe.

However, the sea of swords sweeping the isolated mountain has been retreating.

Back and forth.

Countless sword shadows were thrown into the air and fell back again.

There are more and more sword shadows.

The light around Li Honghe is getting brighter and brighter.

All the shadow of the sword followed him all the way and was lifted up by Sheng Sheng.

In front of Li Hong's River, there has been a huge wave standing up to several kilometers in front of him.

All swords!

So many desperate swords.

The edge of the sword is shining with dark and deep light, surrounded by sword Qi, and reincarnation seems endless.

The sword is as strong as the sea.

This is not Wang Tianzong's six samsara.

But it's definitely a sword he's used to his best.

Only with the spirit of this sword, he deserves to be the first in the list of gods.

Li Honghe is still moving forward.

His speed gradually increased.

So Jianhai was retreating, but the huge wave in front of it was getting higher and higher.

Thousands of meters.

It's getting higher and higher.

As if to reach the sky.

Li Honghe walked silently.

The light of his body is constant, like a person to overturn the whole sword sea.

The sword sea is like a storm, like a huge wave.

There is more and more blood on Li Honghe.

His breath began to be weak, but his sword sense became stronger and stronger.

Li Tianlan looks at all this quietly.

Jianhai was forced back by Li Honghe in front of him.

Li Tianlan's location is absolutely safe.

He watched the light of the sword sweep across the world.

Looking at the blood on my grandfather's body.

I watched the huge waves rising.

Seeing the huge sword shadow broken and reunited.

He just watched.

His eyes were calm.

Calm without the slightest emotion.

It was a broken samsara he had never seen before.

The sword is full of Qi.

Li Honghe has the power to overturn the whole sword sea.

Li Tianlan has seen the end of the war.

There was no face-to-face fighting in this war.

It's just a contest between sword spirit and sword spirit.

Grandfather can overturn the whole sword sea, but he can't defeat it completely.

When the whole sword sea is overturned, it is also the moment when the sword sea is completely overturned.

Then the sea will become the sky.

The unprecedented sword will burst out in the most brilliant way.

Li Tianlan didn't know what he could do at that time.

But he wants to try, he has to try.

Li Honghe is getting faster and faster.

The light of his sword spirit gradually became unsteady.

But in the light of the light, the meaning of the sword was suddenly stronger than it was just messy.

Large pieces of sword shadows were flying backwards in front of him, falling like fallen leaves.

A long cry of Qingyue suddenly rings out in the sea of swords.

The long howling came from the foot of the lonely mountain.

But the sound enough to pierce the golden cleft stone reached the top of the mountain in an instant.

People at the foot of the mountain climb the mountain.

The sword shadows all over the isolated mountain rush down the mountain at the same time.

Standing in the position of Li Honghe, he could not see situ cangyue at the foot of the mountain.

But in a flash, he was able to grasp the change of Jianhai at the foot of the mountain.

Shining like an eternal pure light, it suddenly lit up on him. The most dazzling light was shining in the endless sword sea, and Li Honghe's figure suddenly rose to the sky.

His figure kept moving forward.

The pure light spread wantonly in front of him, and the whole solitary mountain became a world of black and white interwoven in the blink of an eye.

Li Honghe's body shot in the sea of swords.

He had no sword in his hand, but he became the sharpest one.

The light breaks in the darkness like an eternal light.

Li Honghe's sword spirit is condensed all over his body, only fierce!

Sword 23. Broken forever.

The endless sea of swords has become more and more violent than ever before. The neat shadow of swords has been condensed to the extreme meaning of swords and swept to the sky.

The shadow of the sword converges like a dragon, constantly impacting the sword spirit of Li Honghe. Then it is swept out again. The sea is fluctuating, and the whole sea is rising.

Forward.

Keep moving forward.

Li Honghe seems to have been transformed into a sword.

The sword sea is lifted up by Sheng Sheng, and the huge waves rush up into the sky.

Without any pause, Li Honghe rushed to the end of the sea.

There is no Wang Tianzong at the end of the sea.

But Li Honghe saw situ cangyue covered with blood.

The shadow of situ cangyue's sword is rising.

The whole sword sea rose after a little chaos.

The shadow of one sword after another arranged neatly again.

The sword sea became the sky.

A few kilometers around, shrouded in the whole mountain sky.

Looking up, the shadow of the overhanging sword was dense and scattered all over the sky.

Li Honghe's eyes are only dignified with his weak breath.

There was a breeze on the lonely mountain.

The boundless shadow of the sword in the sky lit up in the wind.

The light is shining one by one.

Weak light, sharp light, icy light.

The light occupied Li Honghe's whole field of vision, just like the stars in the sky.

Wang Tianzong's voice finally rings out in nothingness again, simple.

"Goodbye, Mr. Li."

The stars began to fall.

Like a river of stars falling down.

Li Tianlan's face changed dramatically, and he took a subconscious step forward.

In the prosperous river of stars, there is a sigh.

Then a sword which is almost similar to but not exactly the same as Xinghe appears in Gushan and Li Honghe without any sign.

The stars are falling.

There was a light on the ground.

Shining light that covers almost everything.

How big is the Star River above, how far is the light below.

The light and the falling star never stop blending, never advance or retreat.

The dazzling light gradually became soft and cool.

Li Honghe and situ cangyue have a slender and natural figure in front of them. He is bathed in the light all over and completely protects them behind him.

The shining stars are still falling.

More determined.

The cool and soft light enveloped the whole solitary mountain, shining and waving in the face of the falling character.

The light is as cold as the moon, holding the falling stars in the sky.

"Hum!"

In the empty sky, Wang Tianzong's voice sounded again, with a faint anger: "Maple Pavilion, do you want to intervene?"

Lin Fengting!

Li Tianlan was stunned for a moment.

Situ cangyue was stunned.

Everyone in Li's family was in a daze.

"I have no choice."

In the light, the voice of Lin Fengting rings.

His voice was as calm as his mood.

Wang Tianzong kept silent.

There is no choice.

He understood that.

If there is no choice, there will be no way out. Everything that we do is a must.

Wang Tianzong's figure appeared in the sky.

Like the sword shadow of stars still falling madly.

Wang Tianzong stands in the sky, like stepping on the stars.

He took a look at Lin Fengting.

In the light, even he could not see Lin Fengting's expression.

His figure fell down.

The bright and shining shadow of the sword suddenly became as black as ink.

It's the deepest and purest black.

The vast night sky seemed to be torn in an instant, and it rained in the void.

The worst storm in decades in the dark world.

The heavy rain came crashing down.

Lin Fengting is still standing in the same place.

But the light of his sword spirit is rising.

The light is constantly changing, changing into the most holy milky white.

The Milky light enveloped the whole mountain and continued to rise, like a white torrent breaking through the darkness.

Lin Fengting reaches for money.

His fingers were all open, as if in control.

The Milky light was completely scattered with his movements, and suddenly became two long rivers flowing in the void.

The river runs across the night sky, with different colors.

Cold as the moon.

Hot as the sun.

At the same time, the light of the sun and the moon spread wildly in a dark Kuroshio.

The solitary mountain in the night was immediately illuminated into the day.

The sun and the moon are converging, rising and falling in the black tide.

The Kuroshio is still surging.

The sun and the moon never fall.