Fighter of the Destiny

The space barrier in Zhouyuan began to show signs of collapse.

This is the inevitable impact of this battle. Xu Yourong and Nan Ke, their bloodline origins were too powerful. At this time, the burning life was reaching the extreme, and the breath they released had already surpassed the peak of Tongyou Realm and reached the upper limit allowed by the rules of Zhou Garden.

Of course, Zhou Garden will not be destroyed, because the rules responsible for maintaining the operation of this world will directly destroy all threats, that is, the existence of Xu Yourong and Nanke.

The weapons used by Zhou Yuan World are those fragments of broken space barriers.

Those fragments of the space barrier left the night sky, turned into meteors, and blasted towards the top of Muyu Peak!

If Xu Yourong and Nan Ke don't stop fighting and continue to improve their aura, then they will definitely die and be turned into powder by countless meteors along with this Muyu Valley!

They will die.

Nanke knew this very well. When she thrust the Southern Cross Sword at Xu Yourong, it had caused the space in Zhou Garden to begin to distort, which allowed her to finally confirm what the limit of Zhou Garden's world could be. What she has to do is to raise her level of strength to the limit, force Xu Yourong to reach the limit at the same time, and then exceed the limit that Zhou Yuan can accommodate!

This is her fighting method.

This represents her absolute fighting spirit!

Why did her teacher, the demon strategist Black Robe, who knew everything he could, give her the important task of killing Xu Yourong? It was because Hei Pao knew very well that she was willing to die with Xu Yourong.

Her fate was determined because of Xu Yourong, so she invited the other person to walk to the end of her destiny together, rejoicing because it meant that she could also determine the other person's fate.

Therefore, Xu Yourong will definitely die in Zhou Garden tonight. Although the human girl definitely didn't want to accept it, she had no choice. If she continues to burn Tianfeng's true blood, countless meteors will rain down on Zhou Yuan's world, bringing death. If she stops, she will be killed by Nanke faster.

This is a fateful battle, an inescapable battle, and the outcome of the battle has been determined in advance. It is so sad and disappointing.

It seems that no one can change this.

But there was always a bystander at the top of Muyu Peak.

The old man who played the piano was silent. At this point in watching the battle, he finally couldn't bear it any longer.

He was very sure that His Highness Nanke's tactics must have been approved by Lord Black Robe, but he was even more sure that His Majesty the Demon King had no knowledge of this matter.

He couldn't help but watch His Highness Nan Ke die in front of his eyes, because he didn't want to bear the Demon Lord's wrath afterwards, let alone the tribal survivors who had struggled to survive in Xuelao City until now, to be driven into the abyss by the Demon Lord's wrath, forever. There is no way to recover from the sinking.

So his fingers fell on the strings and struck a note very seriously.

Listening to the sound of the piano, a flash of anger flashed in Nanke's indifferent eyes. After a moment, he gradually returned to his normal indifference - the battle between her and Xu Yourong did not allow others to interfere. But at this time, all her energy and will were with Xu Yourong, and there was no way to stop the old man playing the piano from helping her.

If you can't change things, you can only accept them.

What made her calm was that there was one thing that couldn't be changed tonight, and that was that Xu Yourong would definitely die.

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The sound of the piano was gentle, but it also contained murderous intent.

The sound of the piano reached his ears, and Xu Yourong's face turned even whiter. Countless turbulent waves stirred up in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he was almost unable to hold Gutong's long bow, allowing Nanke's sword to strike him.

The elder from the Zhuyin Witch Tribe's mental attack was very powerful and terrifying. She wanted to use her mind to fight against the even more terrifying Nan Ke, but she was seriously injured by a single blow!

A stream of blood slowly dripped from the corner of her lips.

Different from the blood spilled from her fingers holding the longbow, this blood did not come from her will, nor was it the result of being injured as a result of actively burning her life.

Her eyes were still calm and her expression was still focused. She looked at Nanke quietly without even looking at the old man playing the piano. Her left hand rose up in the night wind and fell into the night.

It wasn't a magical Taoist technique that could invisibly damage enemies even from afar. She just slapped her hand into the night.

There was nothing in the night, what was she taking pictures of?

The next moment, a black square plate suddenly appeared in the night. The black square disk was floating quietly in the air beside her, as if it had always been here, but no one noticed it.

This is Xu Yourong's horoscope.

Her left hand landed in the center of her horoscope.

There is no finger flicking, and at this moment, there is no time to deduce or calculate what your fate will be.

All she has to do, all she can do, is to try to control her own destiny.

She poured all the powerful true energy that she had silently accumulated for a long time into her life chart through this shot, preparing to find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Nan Ke!

A dull sound!

The sound was very much like a gong, more like a broken gong. The sound was not pleasant and a bit dull.

But still loud.

This is the sound of the horoscope.

This is the strong voice of fate.

The strong wind blew wildly at the top of the mountain, and the life star chart shone brightly. The star paths and life lines that no one but herself could understand rotated rapidly, turning into countless dizzying rays of light.

The gurgling sound of the piano was directly interrupted by the sound of the broken gong.

Several strings on the guqin snapped.

The old man playing the piano was pale, and he was vomiting blood as if he had been hit hard.

Xu Yourong's move, which messed up her destiny and seriously injured her powerful enemy, seemed like an understatement, but was actually unimaginably powerful, but she also paid a heavy price for it.

Nanke's childish voice is back again, and the Southern Cross Sword is three points closer!

Xu Yourong's hand holding Gutong's long bow trembled violently. His eyes were still calm, but they were no longer as bright as before and looked a little dim.

The most shocking thing was that more and more blood spilled from the corners of her lips.

The old man who played the piano activated his extremely powerful spiritual consciousness, forcibly suppressed the heavy injuries in the sea of ​​consciousness, and instantly calmed down the violent real energy in his meridians. Regardless of the injury, he took action again with a long roar!

He floated away from the guqin and placed his hands directly on Xu Yourong's head. In the night, his fingers were glowing with a faint white light, as if they had no flesh and blood, leaving only white bones.

After Xu Yourong slapped the life star chart with his left hand and made a strong sound, he took advantage of the situation and held the corner of the life star chart.

She didn't know what was strange about the hands of this witch clan elder, and she thought they must be poisonous. Without thinking, she flipped her wrist, held the life chart, and smashed it towards the opponent.

This smash seems simple, like a child fighting, but it is actually very complicated.

This is the final form of the Light Sword of Tiandaoyuan.

The Linguang Sword of Tiandaoyuan is famous for its speed and sharpness, and this last move is so fast that it is unimaginable. Only because it is fast, it is extremely simple to watch.

Xu Yourong can learn the Linguang Sword better than any other student in Tiandao Academy.

Her beat was faster than the last form of the Light Sword of any student in the Tiandao Academy.

It was so fast that even the old man playing the piano couldn't avoid it.

There was a dull impact, and the old man who played the piano could not avoid it. He directly used both hands to directly confront the life star chart in her hand. In an instant, his fingers and bones were broken, and he retreated more than ten feet in a row, vomiting blood!

Xu Yourong was also shocked by the impact, and his eyes became even darker.

Nanke's eyes were still dull and indifferent, but they were brighter than ever before.

The old man playing the piano failed miserably, but he gave her the best chance of the night.

The childish whistle echoed through the cliff again.

Nan Ke's figure suddenly disappeared, his sword screen converged, and he ignored the more than ten arrows. He joined his hands together, merged the Southern Cross sword into one, and stabbed Xu Yourong!

Swish, swish, swish, the arrow broke through the night sky and arrived!

Puff puff puff, more than ten arrows penetrated deeply into her body!

Nan Ke's expression remained unchanged, as if he couldn't feel the pain at all.

Two extremely bright sword lights, like two galaxies, slashed towards Xu Yourong's face.

There was a friction sound, which was the sound of the bottom of the tung bow breaking through the cliff stone.

In the end, Tong Gong failed to withstand the power of the Southern Cross Sword and left the ground!

The long bow that left the ground was like a sycamore tree without roots, instantly showing signs of wilting.

The bright sword light broke through the bow and struck Xu Yourong's left chest, causing a stream of blood to burst out!

Even at this critical moment, Xu Yourong's eyes remained calm. With a flip of his wrist, he held the long bow horizontally and blocked Nan Ke's sword, then swept back swiftly. The white sacrificial clothes unfolded in the night wind, stained with blood, like an injured white crane, still clean and free of dust.

Where would Nan Ke give her a chance to leave? He would just rush forward like a shadow.

The Tong Bow and the Southern Cross Sword intersected, creating countless turbulences in the night sky!

Nan Ke was covered in blood, but his eyes were brighter. He left the hilt of his sword with both hands and stretched forward like lightning!

Her fingertips glowed with a faint green light!

A peacock has a tail feather that is the most poisonous, sharpest and fastest in the world.

This is the peacock feather, the real peacock feather!

Nanke's fingers dug into Xu Yourong's shoulders, penetrating deep into his bones!

Blood splattered everywhere, but the golden light seemed to have a lot of black marks!

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It hurts, it hurts, it really hurts.

Xu Yourong had never been in such pain.

So she was angry, more angry than ever.

The white sacrificial robe shattered into countless pieces with a hissing sound.

Countless rays of golden light followed the direction of her fingers and hit Nanke's body.

Dull crashing sounds sounded intensively.

Numerous finger holes appeared on Nanke's body, and Banlan's blood kept gushing out!

Peacocks have feathers.

Phoenix has feathers.

This is Xu Yourong's Wan Daoyu!

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All the cultivation skills were used.

All the artifacts and magic weapons were used.

All life-saving skills were used.

All the true energy has been consumed.

All the blood is almost gone.

This battle was so tragic and so absolute.

The top of Muyu Peak was quiet, and the smoke and dust between the cliffs gradually disappeared, but the spilled blood was still burning, and the blazing high temperature and cold kept blending and disappearing, making it extremely bright.

Xu Yourong stood on the edge of the cliff, his face pale and his clothes stained with blood.

Nan Ke looked even worse, with wounds all over his body and blood flowing continuously.

But she prevailed.

A clear whistle sounded continuously on the top of Muyu Peak!

Her voice was so childish, yet so cold.

This clear whistle is cold! pride! overbearing! In the end, it gave people a feeling of madness!

Although there is some regret, victory is the most important thing.

Although there is help from strong people, death is the fairest judge of victory and defeat.

Both she and Xu Yourong were exhausted, but the next moment, Xu Yourong would die.

Tonight, she finally defeated her destined opponent.

This means she has conquered her fate.

The screams of the birds gradually became lower and then stopped.

Nan Ke returned to his previous indifferent look and said dullly: My blood is in your body, and behind you is an abyss, so you are dead.

Xu Yourong stood on the edge of the cliff, the night breeze gently blowing her hair around her face.

She lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Are you thinking about how you should greet death?

Please give me this honor.

Nanke looked at her and said seriously.

Xu Yourong looked up at her, with a hint of relief and teasing in his eyes, like an old man who had seen through the world and could welcome death calmly, or like a naughty little girl.

Why should I make you happy?

After saying this with a smile, she turned around and walked into the night on the cliff.

Looking at the deserted cliffside, Nanke had a look of confusion in his eyes, and said blankly: Are you an idiot? Do you think you are really a phoenix?

Xu Yourong is the reincarnation of Tianfeng, not the real phoenix.

She doesn't have wings, and she hasn't reached the holy realm of cultivation, so naturally she can't fly freely.

When she walked into the night on the cliff, she would naturally fall into the abyss of death.

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It was quiet, whether on the cliff or elsewhere.

Xu Yourong...the reincarnation of Tianfeng, even in the past ten years when wild flowers have been in full bloom, they are undoubtedly the most beautiful flowers. They are regarded as the future leaders by humans, and the girl who is regarded as the biggest threat in the future by the demons. Did you die peacefully in Zhou Garden like this?

Nan Ke walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the dark abyss below, and thought silently, even if you die, you don't want to die in your own hands. Is this your last pride or is it a return to your true self?

The black dragon was silent in the cloud. She didn't like human beings, probably with the exception of Chen Changsheng... Especially after Zhou Yuanli sensed the past events narrated by her father's heroic soul, she became even more hostile to strong human beings. Naturally, she also Including Xu Yourong, a human girl who has the potential to become the strongest. Logically speaking, she shouldn't have any sympathy or sadness for Xu Yourong's death, and she remembered clearly that Chen Changsheng had said many times that he didn't like his fiancée, but why did she still feel a little confused and even a little confused? Uneasy, if Chen Changsheng knew that he had witnessed Xu Yourong's death without doing anything, would he blame himself?

Xu Yourong fell into the abyss of death, with his eyes closed tightly. The sound of wind in his ears was so far away. Blood spilled from the corners of his lips again. When caught by the night wind, it began to burn, turning into a bright stream of fire and drifting backwards. But it can only illuminate a small area around you, not enough to illuminate the way forward.

Is the ground getting closer? Death is getting closer and closer, but why is the mountain in Zhou Garden so high? How long will it take for it to fall before it reaches final peace?

No, death is the end, not peace. That is not the sea of ​​stars on the other side that she pursues as a monk!

She jumped out from the cliff, not to go to death, but she just didn't want to die in the hands of that little girl who was hunting pigweed!

But how can I not die?

She closed her eyes, thinking about this question, and where could she find the answer.

She fell faster and faster, and the wind became faster and faster.

So the more she thought about it, the colder and helpless she felt.

Suddenly, she remembered what the Holy Empress said to her when she left Kyoto many years ago.

Fenghuang, it's okay to be afraid of pain, but don't be afraid of death, especially...it's you.

Then her eyes opened.

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(I have a saved manuscript, but I am so confident and write so calmly and powerfully.)