Volume 2, Chapter 118 Have you ever seen black light?
Ye Tingmu looked at the three of them, his eyes full of self-blame.
Some people may ask why not let them run away.
But in Ye Tingmu's opinion, how to run.
Four Gods.
They came here just for Sanwa.
Where there is a road for you to run.
If that's the case, then why run?
All he had to do was to protect them until the last second of his life.
In the sky, the four immortals did not take any action.
Dahei didn't do anything either.
It was looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to take the four people and run away, maybe there was still a glimmer of hope.
The four immortals looked at Ye Tingmu and the others curiously.
Everything about the conversation and expressions of the crowd just now fell into their eyes.
One of them said: "I didn't expect that the three giants after reincarnation are still as charming as ever. They are not afraid in such a situation."
The other three nodded.
"That young man is quite good. He actually didn't run away. It's rare. It's a pity that our mission is to kill them."
"Haha, if you appreciate him, just let him live for a while."
"It's not impossible?"
At this time, Ding Lian spoke up and said, "Young man, just like before, this matter has nothing to do with you, you can leave."
She also admires Ye Tingmu.
Whether it is the talent displayed by Ye Tingmu or his unyielding belief.
Or, in other words, he had the extraordinary courage to draw his sword and ask the immortal for advice.
All of this was enough to make her admire him.
In the eyes of immortals, mortals are just ants.
There is no mortal who can make them appreciate it.
Ye Tingmu is the only one.
The other three also looked at Ye Tingmu curiously again.
They were also very interested in Ye Tingmu.
Even a normal person would choose to run.
But the young man didn't do that. He must have known that he couldn't run away.
So I chose to stay.
Since they don't run and aren't afraid, he's going to fight them.
How can this not be interesting?
Dahei grinned.
"He won't run away!"
Ye Tingmu saw the other party talking to him.
He tightened his grip on the lightning in his hand.
Then the sword pointed to the sky, and the black sword body was shining with a dark cold light under the sunlight.
His hair fell.
The tall and straight figure stands between heaven and earth.
The wind blows.
Blow the hair in front of your forehead.
There was determination in his eyes.
He spoke, his voice tinged with loneliness.
"I once said that I would not allow anyone to harm my family. If anyone does, even if the other party is the sky, I will cut down the sky curtain and fight to the death."
"May I ask you, how does it compare to the heavens?"
Fenghe, Qingfeng and Jinghong all looked at Ye Tingmu at the same time.
There was a gleam in his eyes.
They always feel at ease standing behind Ye Tingmu.
No matter when, where, even in desperate situation.
As long as the eldest brother is around, they can laugh.
In their hearts, their eldest brother has always been someone who can carry the weight of a mountain on his shoulders.
It is also an invincible existence.
Fenghe and Qingfeng were inexplicably excited.
I feel the blood in my body burning at this moment.
Especially the breeze.
He always hides behind his elder brother.
There was not a single battle in which he had ever participated.
And today, he can fight alongside his big brother.
Even if it meant death, he felt it was worth it.
There was a slight throbbing in the eyes of the four immortals.
But it has not been seen by the world.
How does it compare to the sky?
One of them shook his head.
"In the East China Sea, we are the heavens, there is no need to compete, but you are very good, may I ask your name?"
"I don't change my name, I don't change my surname. I am Ye Ting Mu, the leaf of leaf. I always remember the pavilion and mu of creek pavilion at dusk."
The immortal nodded and said, "What a good name. I promise that after you die, I will build a tomb for you and leave your name for eternity."
There was also a hint of evil charm on Ye Tingmu's lips.
He didn't understand why the strong always liked to say these words.
When a person dies, he is dead. What is the point of leaving a legacy for generations to come?
What's the point of a lonely grave?
He snorted coldly.
"If I kill a mere immortal, I will die. Therefore, I dare to ask for his name, and I will not erect a monument for you."
"Hahahaha...hahaha..." One of the immortals laughed crazily when he heard this.
"As expected, you are arrogant. I like it. Then let us see how capable you are."
As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura rose from nowhere.
Covering the sky.
Dahei flashed in front of the four people.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation disk turned into a huge curtain of light.
"I'm telling you, have you forgotten that your opponent is me?"
The short immortal said, "Niu Batian, if you don't surrender now, when will you surrender?"
"Bullshit, I am Daozu's mount, and you four little bastards dare to talk big in front of me."
"Times are different now. You are now facing the wrath of God."
"You talk so much nonsense."
Dahei suddenly pulled out and shot.
Throw a heavy punch.
Ye Tingmu knew that he could not win.
But it is not his character to sit and wait for death.
Even so, I will give it a try and have no regrets even if I die.
His eyes were cold and gleaming with coldness.
Electricity flowing throughout the body.
"I'm...going to get on with it."
After saying that, he drew his gun and shot up.
The blade drags.
"God's punishment sword, help me kill the god."
Feng He also shouted loudly on the spot.
"ah......"
The whole body was covered with black fog for hundreds of miles.
Then he drew his sword and rushed out.
Qingfeng watched his elder and second brothers rush out to kill.
Come to Jinghong.
He said, "Don't be afraid. Third brother will stay and protect you."
But at this moment Jinghong completely ignored him.
She pulled a small wooden sword from her bosom.
This was a fifth birthday gift from her eldest brother.
Now she is ten years old, and the small wooden sword in her hand seems even smaller.
She gripped the small wooden sword tightly, a smile on her lips.
Rushed out.
"Kill! I want to kill the immortals."
Qingfeng was stunned, with helplessness on his face.
Rushed forward immediately.
"Jinghong, stop making trouble."
Raging thunder and lightning.
Howling wind.
The sharp light of a knife.
The fist that shakes the mountain.
Five figures faced the sky full of immortal magic and the waves of destruction.
Rushed forward.
There was a playful look on the corners of Sixian's mouth.
A fire that burns the sky.
Waves that overturn the sky.
The sword light that sweeps the world.
The darkness of destruction.
He also rushed towards several people.
At this critical moment.
In the distant city of Zhulu.
With a loud "boom..."
A five-colored beam of light shot up into the sky.
The clouds began to roll violently.
A shock wave spread out.
It carries a black light curtain.
The whole world, in just one second.
It got dark.
The clouds in the sky stopped.
The bird with its wings spread also stopped.
Everything is frozen.
Completely frozen.
Ye Tingmu was also stunned by this scene.
It reminded him of Wu Geng Ji.
The scene when the big boss appears.
Everything is still.
Freeze all.
Even the immortals were hovering before his eyes at this moment.
Ye Tingmu still couldn't see their expressions clearly.
The wind also stopped, as if it had a shape.
Then, a clear voice came from somewhere.
"Have you ever seen...black light?"
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