Chapter three hundred and eighty sixth death lights go out(1/2)
Pavilion Master Fengming smiled bitterly: "You...you are too reluctant."
Others don't know about Su Yu's situation, how could she not understand?
Both eyes are blind and the eyes of the sky cannot be opened. How can I still deal with the giants holding up the sky?
Moreover, Su Yu is currently seriously injured. Whether he can withstand their blows is a matter of two seconds. How can he fight one against three?
Su Yu looked up to the sky and sighed slightly: "Do I have a choice?
Han Jianglin, the Lord of Dark Moon City, who didn't hate Su Yu to the point of gnashing his teeth, who didn't have a blood feud, who didn't want to skin him and flesh him out?
Su Yu would die if he didn't fight, and he would die if he fought.
Only one fight!
This battle will lead to death.
A trace of bitterness rolled through my heart. I thought Fengming Pavilion was the place where I would reunite with Xian'er, but unexpectedly, it was the city where I would say farewell forever.
"Hahaha..." Seeing such a situation, Han Jianglin, who was above the Nine Heavens, couldn't help laughing angrily: "Yinyu! You are here too! Did you think of it when you killed my child? Did you think of it when you killed my disciple?"
"In the past, I was protected by the Dark Dynasty. I swallowed my anger and couldn't help you. Now, your retribution has come!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Lord of Dark Moon City on one side couldn't help laughing angrily: "It turns out that this little bastard once had such a deep hatred against Brother Han!"
"He also killed my child and many of my clan members. This hatred is irreconcilable!"
The two looked at each other and saw the flames of hatred in each other's eyes.
"You can do evil if you do it by nature, but you can't live if you do evil on your own. Su Yu, today is the day you die!"
The owner of Tingxue Tower looked down indifferently: "Are you Yin Yu? You were the one who killed Zhang Xueyi and Wei Tianchen of Tingxue Tower?"
"Humph, relying on the Dark Dynasty, you have done many evil things! The cycle of nature and retribution will not bring you happiness. On the day when the Northern Continent Alliance is established, I will sacrifice the blood of thieves like you first!"
The three giants crushing the sky, trying to kill Su Yu at the same time, then hurry up!
Su Yu closed his eyes and laughed silently.
He has done many evil things? He has Han Jianglin who betrayed his trust and assassinated Zi Donglai to do evil? He has the Lord of Dark Moon City who sanctimoniously put him to death. He has the two disciples of Tingxue Tower who are despicable?
None of the people Su Yu killed were kind or innocent.
He has a clear conscience!
"Come on, fight, kill! If I die, you won't be able to live well!" Su Yu looked up, his unfocused eyes bursting with murderous intent.
How brave are these three giants who stand alone? How decisive? What courage?
Countless female disciples were infected and inspired by the cry in desperate situation!
If you don’t fight, you will die. If you fight, you will die!
"Come! Let's fight! Let's kill!" The beautiful shadows floated in the air, and hundreds of thousands of afterimages cut through the sky above Fengming Pavilion.
Countless shouts gathered together to shake the world.
The faint shadows, knowing that they are like moths flying into the flames and knowing that they will never come back, still have no hesitation and kill the three giants that suppress the sky!
"Come! Fight! Kill!"
Every sound of anger that is not to be tolerated is like a cross current, rushing up to the sky and going upstream.
The three giants holding the sky were instantly submerged.
How majestic and majestic are the thousands of war shadows?
However.
Three terrifying waves swept across all directions.
One after another, miserable screams pierced the cold sky.
Hundreds of beautiful shadows, like butterflies, fall from the sky.
So colorful, so poignant, and so sad.
"No!!" The master of Fengming Pavilion let out a heartbreaking scream with his eyes about to burst.
The ones that perish, that wither, that fall, are the disciples who died for her!
Among the thousands of torrents, three figures stood out.
Han Jianglin, Lord of Tingxue Tower, Lord of Dark Moon City.
Their faces were cold and contemptuous, and they looked down upon their efforts.
"Can the power of ants compete with the sun and the moon? Destroy!" Han Jianglin waved his sleeves, and the terrifying aura penetrated the ten female disciples.
They are like autumn leaves, swept away and scattered!
However, when they perished, another female disciple pounced on them.
"Master, leave quickly!" Jiao shouted, and they fought to the death.
Tsk-
Just after they finished speaking, a hundred ice swords penetrated their delicate bodies, extinguishing the candlelight of their lives.
However, thousands of disciples are not afraid of death, and like a torrent rushing forward, they go forward one after another.
But no matter what, they can't get close to the three giants.
That ten-foot distance is a chasm they can never cross.
"Master, leave quickly!" When countless fallen female disciples were about to die, their last gazes were fixed on the Master, and they shouted out their inner prayers with their last voices and their last lives.
Master!
Go quickly!
They are using their lives to fight for time for Fengming Pavilion Master and the people they respect and love.
The sky and the earth seemed to be moving and silent at this moment.
In the empty world, only their voices like fireworks are left, and the only thing left is, Master, hurry up!
The master of Fengming Pavilion cried silently, feeling pain and regret in his heart.
Su Yu was moved. They regarded death as home, and they were moved by their continuous efforts!
A woman in the class can still make a splash, how could he, Su Yu, be inferior to a woman!
"Mu Tianfang, help me!" Su Yu struggled to stabilize his slightly trembling body.
His body was severely injured, and his spiritual energy and physical strength were extremely lacking.
Not to mention a battle, he doesn't even have the strength to fly across the sky.
"Take me to Qingming!!" Su Yu's silver hair was flying.
Mu Tianfang's delicate body was shaken violently. The loss of her compatriots and their generous death had already hurt her heart.
The desire to fight to the death surged in my mind.
"Master, take care!" Mu Tianfang supported Su Yu, poured spiritual energy into his back, spread his wings, and rushed into the sky.
Su Yu lowered his head and smiled slightly. This might be his last smile.
"Pavilion Master, take care! Tell Xian'er and Hall Master Ling that you are taking care of me!"
After saying that, the two of them were like fireflies, rushing towards the sky, against the beautiful shadows of falling feathers, and against the eternally lost life, towards the three giants that were massacring all sentient beings!
"Everyone! Get back! Get down!" Su Yu used the little strength he had left and let out a loud roar.
The blue clouds trembled and the sky floated.
The female disciples looked at it and felt very excited.
"let me!"
No matter how many there are, they will not reach the level of giants, they will just be unnecessary casualties.
Only Su Yu might be able to fight.
Swish——
They had inexplicable trust in Su Yu. He was a great man who could defy the odds.
"Eight Words of the Holy Brahma!" Su Yu stretched out his right hand tremblingly, and with the support of Mu Tianfang, commanded the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Within a hundred miles and tens of thousands of feet, all spiritual energy seemed to feel the call of the king.
They gathered above Su Yu's head and formed the word "bing" as big as ten thousand feet!
The sound of killing from heaven and earth fills it, enough to destroy the giant that holds the sky!
Tingxue Louzhu's cold face showed a hint of surprise: "Impossible! What kind of technique has such terrifying power? Is it a bluff?"
"Quick! Don't let him use it!" However, at this moment, Han Jianglin's pupils shrank sharply, "This is a mythical technique! I have seen it before, and it is extremely powerful. I didn't know it at the time. I only confirmed it after consulting ancient books.
!." Han Jianglin's eyes were solemn.
The Dark Moon City Lord's expression suddenly changed, and he gasped: "What...mythical technique?"
To be continued...