Shaliangshan.

Shaliang Mountain is a very typical northern sand dune. Such geology is rare in the south. The mountain is not high, but you can see it far away because the entire Shaliang Mountain is like an old man with a bald roof. The mountain is divided into two from half waist, and the top is bare, while the mountainside to the bottom is a green green green.

A mountain has two different states, and its fame has increased greatly.[]

Now, the morning light is just beginning to bloom, and a figure like an ice sculpture has long been on the top of the mountain. When the rising sun shoots the first light from the balance, the figure reflects into the sun, which is particularly dazzling.

A "huohuo" wind suddenly came from behind, and then the quiet mountain top was broken, and a burst of laughter came from people: "Hahaha" - Shura, it's been three years, after we parted that day, are you doing well?"

The silent figure finally slowly shook and moved. First, his eyes opened, and the eyes projected were cold and calm, like a person without thoughts and emotions, but there was a kind of hot murderous intent on him. He slowly stood up, and a fiery morning breeze had already dragged, which was the aura condensed on his body, and the fire rose.

"I wish you good luck, I'm living a pretty good life, Emperor Yan Qing, I didn't expect that you would still be able to cut off your arm. It seems that I did not find you wrong. In this life, you are my only opponent."

Emperor Yan Qing is wearing a blue shirt and looks like a magical yiyi. The sleeve with a broken arm moves in the wind, giving you a sense of transcendence and transcendence, like the legendary god-evil hero Yang Guo, revealing a kind of heroic despise of all living beings.

Emperor Yan Qing was cold and said, "Shura, you shouldn't have come to me. You also understand in your heart that since the last battle, you have no effect on me. There is another Lu Tianfeng in the capital that can become your opponent, let alone he is your big enemy who kills your son."

When he said this, Emperor Yan Qing was in anger. Unfortunately, Shura didn't seem to hear it. He glanced at Emperor Yan Qing and said, "I believe in the strength of Lu Tianfeng, but I am used to Emperor Yan Qing. If I can leave alive today, I will naturally go to Lu Tianfeng to settle the account between me and him. But I think you wouldn't let me leave so carelessly, right?"

Emperor Yan Qing nodded and said, "You are right. Kill your madman Shura, the reputation of my Yan family can rise again. I hope you don't let me down."

The madman Shura faced Emperor Yan Qing and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let you down. On the contrary, I will surprise you."

After the words came, there was no sound in the whole mountain. It seemed that even the wind stopped at this moment. The sky was clear, the clouds were light, the green mountains and clear waters were full of vitality, but on the top of the mountain, murderous intent was everywhere.

With a "dang", Shura pulled out the knife. Shura's sword was the most powerful weapon of the madman Shura. When the knife was released, it was not a pose, but lifted it, put it between his lips, and licked it gently. In three years, hundreds of people fell under the knife. At this moment, he seemed to smell the fishy smell of blood again.

With a "Ding", the sword on Emperor Yan Qing's back also thrust out. The green sword was shining with a cold light, and staring at Shura with a deadly cold ice, and his expression became heavy. However, from the movements of the knife, Emperor Yan Qing also knew that the elder brother was right. This Shura was indeed not comparable to what he had been three years ago.

But before Emperor Yan Qing was too colorful, the sword burst out, and the madman Shura had already slashed towards him, his movements as fast as lightning, and he came in a flash. Emperor Yan Qing was shocked, his body regressed, and the sword fell, and the "bang bang bang" actually exploded out three sword forces. The sword force was together, and he whistled again, not giving Emperor Yan Qing a trace of time to imagine.

Emperor Yan Qing was not a weak person. He was snatched by the madman Shura in the first move, and he knew that this person should not be neglected. The sword danced and the seven cold plums bloomed. In an instant, the sword was heavy and the sword was light. The two intertwined together to form a lively sword hero song. The entire Shaliang Mountain was immersed in this vocal music and was extremely happy.

The battle between true qi is definitely the most powerful battle for them in more than 30 years. This battle is also the battle for the Madman Shura to truly control himself. In the past, Madman Shura was just the object of the other party's borrowing for cultivation and did not belong to him at all.

After one move, the two flew back. One of Yan Qingdi's clothes had been torn apart, and the madman Shura on the other side was also cut off a bloody mouth by the sword energy.

"Shura, I have to admit that you have surpassed the divine realm in three years. If you had such power three years ago, I might not be your opponent. Unfortunately, you were three years late."

Emperor Qing of Yan was right. If you don’t advance, you will retreat. In three years, things in the world have already changed a lot. Today’s Emperor Qing of Shen is not the Emperor Qing of Yan three years ago.

The madman Shura had a grim smile on his face and said, "So what if I'm three years late? I may not lose to you in this battle."

The angry and shameful aura ejaculated in Emperor Yan Qing's eyes, and the sword movement moved again. However, this time, the sword energy was completely different from what was just now. The face of the madman Shura changed slightly and she screamed in surprise: Demonic energy, you actually cultivate the demon…——”

Emperor Yan Qing, known as the best master of the righteous path, actually chose to improve himself by cultivating demons. The madman Shura couldn't help laughing wildly. For a long time, the madman Shura was both righteous and evil, and was the bad person in the eyes of the world. Unexpectedly, Emperor Yan Qing, who was upright, was actually the real black-hearted demon.

Since you are a demon, you should be regarded as a demon.

Emperor Yan Qing ignored the provocation of the madman Shura and was even more indifferent to his ridicule. At this moment, the battle was not just a smile. If you want to survive, you need to end it with the other party's blood.

The sword was filled with demonic energy and rushed in. The madman Shura's sword also changed. The golden Shura sword transformed into overlapping shadows and roared: "The sword shadow fell!"

The Shadow of the Sword is the first move of the Shura Knife's three deaths, and it is also the most used sword when the madman Shura was practicing. The sword force overlaps, and the three swords are combined into one sword, and one sword falls, and at least six blades. No matter which blade is chopped down by one sword, this person will definitely die.

"Yes, not only did I enter the divine realm, but I also practiced the method of fusion of swords. Look at my Burning Heaven Sword Killing Skilling Skilling Skilling Skilling Skilling."

The Fentian Killing Sword Technique is a sword technique learned from the Fentian Dafa. It is in line with the Fentian Heart Art. Although there are only six styles and these six styles, it contains the ultimate truth of human nature, the supreme sword intent, and the extremely vicious killing.

A sword, a sword, was like a fire and a water. When the two met, a "sad" sound came, and the temperature in the air instantly increased by more than ten degrees. The two did not retreat, but their clothes were already wet with sweat. Emperor Yan Qing sighed in his heart, it was a pity that if it weren't for the fact that the arm was cut, the sword just now would have seriously injured the madman Shura.

However, he also had firm confidence in the Great Technique of Burning Heaven, so he failed to achieve one sword, and the second sword pounced over like a spirit snake. The sword was like thunder, suitable for distance attack, and the sword was ethereal and suitable for fighting. In the heart of Emperor Yan Qing, he did not want to give the madman Shura a second chance to shoot the sword. Although he might not be afraid, the heat of the sword was a big trouble.

At this moment, a thin needle like a bull light came silently in the air, stabbing the Madman Shura. When the sword and the knife touched, the Madman Shura finally revealed his flaws, and his body was sucked into the sword's aperture. With a few "chi" sounds, several wounds were already added to the front chest, and blood flowed, quickly dyeing all his clothes red. From a distance, he looked like a blood man.

The madman Shura covered it with his hands and found that the fine needle of the cow's light was gone, and there was a kind of poisonous and evil hidden weapon in his blood. The madman Shura knew that he had been plotted against, but he could not hear any sound when looking around. He glanced at Emperor Yan Qing, but Emperor Yan Qing did not give him a chance to speak. The fierce murderous sword energy surged up like a tide.

Who is the madman Shura? He is a madman. He would rather die than surrender. He gritted his teeth and came forward. He was determined to be immortal with Emperor Yan Qing.

This battle lasted for a day and a night, but those who were watching around could only see the daytime situation, but at night, it was unknown. I don’t know when the sound of swords and swords ceased. When the sun rose, they found that there was only Emperor Yan Qing on the top of Shaliang Mountain. At this moment, Emperor Yan Qing was still holding a sharp sword. The blood on the sword was not dry, but the madman Shura disappeared.

Whether he died or ran away, perhaps no one except Emperor Yan Qing and the Madman Shura.

Lu Tianfeng also received the news from Shadow because the two of them had a strong fighting spirit, and the shadow could not get close at all, so they could only see from a distance. However, the ending of the night was unknown, and the news received was almost the same as what others saw.

This ending was something he had never thought of. He always believed that when the Madman Shura went to the Shacheng, he would definitely have gone but never returned. But now, the Madman Shura is missing, and I am afraid no one will give him the answer to the end of that battle.

"Mr. Lu, someone just sent you a letter." The bodyguard at the door walked in and handed a letter to Lu Tianfeng.

Lu Tianfeng waved his hand, and the bodyguard went out. Lu Tianfeng took out the letter and saw that there was only one sentence on it: "At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, on the shore of Zisha Lake, the more time it will be." The signature was actually the two big characters Shura.

Luo Yu asked in shock: "The Madman Shura has not died, but has actually arrived in the capital. Is he really so powerful that even Emperor Yan Qing is not his opponent? Didn't my husband say that Emperor Yan Qing has indeed practiced magical talk? The Madman Shura sent a letter to meet him. Do you want to fight with her husband once?"

Lu Tianfeng sneered for a moment and said, "I don't think so, even if the madman Shura is not dead, he will definitely be seriously injured. He made an appointment with me, maybe it was because he had another intention. Okay, don't think about it, and you will know what he wants to do when you meet him."
Chapter completed!