Last night, tonight, tomorrow night.

The moonlight...is like a lotus flower.

Yuetiannu's not-so-good-looking face took on a divine beauty. And her not-soft palms pressed softly on 'Ge Fei''s face.

It has become inevitable.

The vast and majestic power surged forward and converged on the face. 'Ge Fei' simply took the palm with his face, relying on the golden body and chalcedony to accept and even resist the palm.

People often mock failure by slapping them in the face, but with the power of God, what is impossible?

'Ge Fei' opened his mouth, met the palm with his face, and bit it with his teeth.

But he felt that he was covered by a kind of compassionate power.

That kind of compassion is like water. Tolerant and gentle.

Like a dream. Light and airy, it comes and goes.

It's like the warmth that appears accidentally in the endless darkness. Once is enough to recall for a lifetime.

Of course he won't waver.

But there were warning signs in my heart.

Warning signs arise again and again. That kind of fear, that kind of sensitivity when encountering danger, is like a sudden rain hitting the plantains, exploding densely and continuously.

It was difficult for him to remain calm in his divine and enlightened state.

Danger! Danger! Danger!

There is murderous intent and danger everywhere!

Every muscle in the body felt threatened.

But where does the danger come from?

In whose hands?

How to deal with it, who comes first and who comes second?

'Ge Fei''s head tilted back. He was pushed back by Yue Tiannu's compassionate palm and leaned back.

The posture of the whole body was shaken at this moment.

The tip of the gun he held tightly with his left hand suddenly became hot, like red-hot iron.

He is also cruel, determined, and sharp, like a person who refuses to look back.

In just a moment, his hand was stabbed.

The tip of the Xingjin Spear continued to move forward, and the five fingers of 'Ge Fei' were already covered in blood.

What kind of gun is this?

What kind of person is he holding a gun?

'Ge Fei' didn't hesitate anymore, he just waved his hand, and his left hand was severed at the wrist. While the huge force shook the tip of the spear away, the broken palm that still held the tip of the spear firmly exploded!

It's just a thin and ordinary severed palm. How much bones, meat, and blood can it have? But it exploded into an almost endless blood mist.

It was dark brown blood mist.

You know it is blood, and you can also feel its filth, its filth, and its evil.

With despair, with confusion, with pain.

Such endless black blood mist instantly enveloped Zhu Weiwo.

'Ge Fei' cut off his hand to trap Weiwo, but there was still a sword in front of his heart.

His finger bones were like shackles, locking the tip of the sword, but the threat was not ended. At this moment, using the force of the broken hand to trap the enemy, his right hand began to push outward, resisting the force of Jiang Wangjuedian's sword.

Push outward.

Resolutely extrapolate!

His face was still covered with a brass-colored hand.

The lotus flower blooms in the hand and refuses to leave.

He opened his mouth, and the terrifying dark power rushed out. He pulled out his fangs, bloody and dark, and pierced the lotus Buddha palm.

No matter what kind of gods or Buddhas they are, they will fall into decline.

The fangs are pulled out, the right hand is pushed forward, and everything is firm.

Jiang Wang, whose cloak was bathed in flames, arrived at this moment and had to retreat.

But as he had no choice but to retreat, he suddenly felt as if he was floating on the ground.

His whole body swayed lightly, flying like the flowing fire around him.

The figure is light and agile, but the momentum is heavy. He seems helpless and innocent, but he also shows his freedom and self.

The involuntary sword movements are all evolved in this fluttering dance.

Then he raised his sword!

The sword momentum has been changed.

A vigorous, high-spirited force. A courage that never yields and is indomitable.

This sword supports the sky above and the earth below.

It is the word for people, and it is the word for sword!

This sword was placed between the finger bones of 'Ge Fei', lifting his whole body up a bit, causing his feet to be an inch off the ground.

If heaven and earth are in harmony here, I will hold up heaven and earth again.

It’s this sword!

Wonderful sword power transformation!

‘Ge Fei’’s face had already been pushed back, and his posture had been shaken. Now that he was lifted up, he suddenly lost his roots.

The old tree has cut off its roots and has sunk to the ground.

And there was a blade that almost fell against his upturned body, perfectly matching his posture, as if it was invited by him.

This knife has a heavy back and a thin edge, and is naturally unruly. It cuts down like a chicken butchering a dog.

The sword is opened by the sword, and the sword is raised by the sword.

There are no words between Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao, but they can cooperate with each other as wonderfully as heaven.

Click, click, click!

At such a moment, terrifying power surged out, instantly destroying the power of the sword. 'Ge Fei' flicked his right hand, throwing both Jiang Wang and his sword away!

Of course it's not easy to let go.

The bones of the hand and the blade of the sword rubbed and collided thousands of times, eventually producing such a harsh sound.

All of this actually happens while both feet are off the ground.

All confrontations are hidden in fleeting changes.

People must use life and death to verify the changes in lightning and flint.

'Ge Fei''s right hand, dripping with blood and with visible bones, was quietly covered with a layer of black light, and he grabbed the fallen sword again!

Silently...

The entire palm of his right hand turned into fly ash!

He misjudged this knife again. He couldn't handle it with his hand in this condition!

Dou Zhao, whose golden light was as dazzling as the blazing sun, had already slashed his chest with a knife.

It is the five declines of heaven and man!

The golden body and chalcedony of 'Le Fei' began to collapse almost immediately.

It is true that he has combat power that far exceeds that of ordinary gods, and it is true that his understanding of the rules is far superior to anyone else.

But this body... is just a leather body after all.

No matter how you strengthen your muscles and bones, no matter how you instill strength.

After all, only such a short time has passed.

After all, he is just the body of Ge Fei!

The limit of this body is not far away.

The blade fell on the chest.

'Ge Fei''s long hair withered and fell instantly, and a foul odor arose from his body. His clothes were already dirty, and now it was even more disgusting. His whole body was moving restlessly while being off the ground.

The blood flowing like a river has stopped.

His life breath instantly withered...

And it’s rekindled!

An unimaginably terrifying power was injected into this body from the air.

Revive his vitality, protect his body, and resist the power of the knife that almost destroys everything.

But it's also at this moment.

The place high in the sky shrouded in endless black blood mist.

Suddenly thousands of rays of light burst out!

The fog is endless and the light is endless,

The blood mist was torn apart.

The endless blood mist of demons and monsters is swept away!
To be continued...