Mo Tear quietly kissed Xiao Xia's forehead, slowly put her on the ground, slowly reached out to hold the blood-killing heavy sword on the ground, slowly got up, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing an unprecedented fierce gaze, the extremely desolate sky fire on his body suddenly appeared, whirring, and swept the earth like a stormy wave.

Hu Feng was suddenly startled, his steps were sudden, there was almost nothing that could make him feel frightened of him after a long time of life and death, and at this moment, he looked at Mo Tear tightly, and he felt that there was a darkness that could devour all things like a huge torrent surging and collapsing in front of him.

Hu Feng really couldn't imagine, how could the other party's calm and weak appearance come from such a powerful momentum? Could it be because of the little girl who had just died? Could it be that he was not a human being at all, but the so-called son of the world who could really destroy the world?

Mo Tear suddenly roared, roared wildly, the green tendons all over his body swelled, a trace of blood-red light flowed in his tendons, the arm holding the sword cracked out bright red traces, and a pair of red blood pupils flashed with endless killing intent, extremely pure, without a trace of distractions.

Ink Tears slowly took off his sword and walked forward, and with each step, a blood-red circle of light shook out under his feet, instantly turning all the dead leaves around him into ashes, and the originally moist soil also dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and everywhere he went, the air shook, and everything was destroyed.

Hu Feng stabilized his mind, quietly exerted his strength, and the blood lotus in his eyes bloomed into a bewitching posture, extremely graceful. The faint red light suddenly exploded on his body, the momentum was violent, the clothes on his body were shaking without wind, and every strand of hair was flying in the waves.

Qian Youqian, who was not far away, suddenly noticed that the momentum was wrong, and hurriedly yelled, "Old ~ Hu, are you crazy? ”

Hu Feng cracked his mouth and smiled, and while raising his sword, he quickly said: "Is there a life?" If you try to find out, you can take care of yourself." ”

Qian Youqian originally wanted to stop it, but he was helplessly entangled by Gou Jian and Zhao Daqiang, and for a while, he couldn't tell the difference.

Hu Feng walked forward quickly, and when he was about to meet the ink tears, his body turned into a ball of blood and disappeared without a trace, almost without a time interval, and another ball of blood appeared behind the ink tears, and the first thing that came out of the blood was a red red sword, a sword swept, sudden, and it was impossible to prevent it.

Mo Tear was indifferent, and suddenly turned around with a sword, but unfortunately he was a little slower, and was safely dodged by Hu Feng, and after Hu Feng left a small scratch on his back, his body disappeared with the blood mist.

In an instant, Mo Tear was surrounded by a blood mist that appeared and disappeared at any time, leaving a small scar on Mo Tear's body every time, as if Hu Feng didn't want to end the battle as soon as possible.

There were dozens of tiny scratches on Mo Tear's entire body, each of which was caused by the tip of the opponent's sword, although it was small, it could be regarded as a skin and flesh, and the blood instantly infected the clothes mixed with soil, and the sharp pain all over his body did not make Mo Tear make a sound, he was still as calm as a demon, his eyes quietly observed the surroundings, and tried his best to catch Hu Feng's erratic figure.

Suddenly, Hu Feng and Mo Tear distanced, and a cloud of blood mist stopped dozens of steps in front of Mo Tear, revealing Hu Feng's frightened and strained face, he was panting at the moment, sweating profusely, his face was extremely pale, and he had no breath of a living person.

Hu Feng was horrified, and hurriedly pondered that every sword he swung out was fatal, but how could there be only a shallow scar left on his body?

Hu Feng saw the surging flames all over his body, recalling the feeling of each sword slashing on the other party's body, and seemed to detect some traces of trajectory, the flames on the other party's body seemed to block most of his strength, and forcefully changed the direction of his sword.

Hu Feng's gasping for breath seemed to be more difficult than ink tears, but the dark red murderous aura that was churning all over his body still did not weaken in the slightest.

Ink tears rarely captured Hu Feng's figure, desperately rushing up, in an instant, he waved the sword in his hand like a river pouring down, agitating out, no one could see the speed of his sword, the sword in Hu Feng's hand was also just as fast, only to see the red light colliding with each other, a series of sharp and piercing sounds, piercing through the clouds and stones, rippling vision.

At first glance, the two of them were indistinguishable, but in fact, Hu Feng's speed of swinging his sword was a few points faster than Mo Tear's. If it weren't for the Extreme Desolate Heavenly Fire Protector, he would have died a long time ago.

Ink Tears occasionally has a few swords also slashed between the lightning and flint, but these two people, like two monsters who don't know pain, keep looking at each other with indifferent eyes, and the speed of swinging the sword in their hands is still increasing, and there seems to be no end.

Qian Youqian, who was dragged by death in the distance, saw this kind of scene with a trace of his heart, the more uneasy he felt in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Dead lazy ghost, enough, if you don't stop, you will really die." ”

Hu Feng, who was not seriously injured, looked more tired than ink tears, panting, and did not forget to show a smile, and between the wild wave attacks, he did not forget to answer loudly, "Haole, solve it immediately." ”

Hu Feng adjusted his vitality again, and the momentum of his whole body changed again, and the blood lotus blooming in his eyes instantly produced small yellow fruits, which seemed to be completely ripe in his eyes, and his body was instantly like a ghost, turning into a blood mist, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Above the air, a cloud of blood mist appeared out of thin air, gradually dissipated, revealing Hu Feng's figure, raised the sword above his head, twisted his hand, and a sword qi of the sword sky suddenly appeared, as if it had the potential to rush straight into the sky, and the huge momentum instantly shook around, and everyone was stunned.

Mo Tear raised his head violently, and finally showed a trace of emotion in his indifferent face. Hu Feng looked down, his eyes fixed on Mo Tear, and shouted: "Use this sword to determine the victory!"

Hu Feng's face suddenly froze, his face was painful and hideous, and he slashed down with a sword.

Mo Tear wanted to dodge quickly, but he was horrified to find that his body seemed to be solidified, and it was difficult to move a bit, and he watched the fiery red sword light roar down, as if the entire bamboo forest was shaking, the wind suddenly rose, and the green bamboos broke and fell one after another.

Mo Tear was restrained by a terrifying air pressure, his heart was almost bad, and he hurriedly ran his vitality, and once again drove the Eight Heat Hell to another extreme, and the flames roared out all over his body, constantly pouring into the blood-killing heavy sword, and a terrifying sword aura also appeared at first glance, Mo Tear swung his sword violently and picked it up, this sword, the shattered earth, cut through the bamboo forest, and roared upward.

The two huge sword qi collided, and the surroundings instantly turned into a fiery red, and the endless aftermath shook the four fields, and the entire bamboo sea, like a flower blooming in the center, and the huge wind lifted the green bamboo, kicking off the whole dust, and turning the surroundings into gray earth again.

Gou Jian and Qian Youqian were both shocked and flew out, for unknown reasons, in the gray dust, capturing the figure of a person.

Gradually, the dust cleared, and a huge round pit was blown out around it, and the surrounding bamboo was razed to the ground.

Mo Tear lay motionless in the center of the round pit, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, Hu Feng dragged his heavy steps, slowly walked forward, the momentum of his body had already subsided, every step he took, his mouth would bleed, and finally he knelt on the ground weakly, supporting his body with a sword, never going down, his mouth seemed to be holding a breath, and he looked up with difficulty, but he saw a man who appeared in his twenties and thirties at some point, and this person was Li Susu.

Li Susu stood quietly in front of Mo Tear, and there was a woman next to him, who seemed to be checking Mo Tear's injury, she was Zhou Anyue.

Hu Feng took his last breath and slowly stood up.

Li Susu quietly looked at Hu Feng, who was dying, and said calmly: "It is rumored that the Sanqing Dao Sect has a kind of ghostly evil skill, known as the blood shadow, and cultivators can only use it six times at most. Seeing that the blood mist is now receding, and the blood lotus in your eyes is gradually decaying, presumably this is the sixth time you use it, you are holding a red sword, and the blood mist and blood lotus are added to your body, and you have a more ferocious atmosphere, which is rare in the world, but it is a pity that you have gone astray, and the gods and ghosts are difficult to save. ”

Hu Feng smiled knowingly, sat cross-legged on the ground quietly, ignored Li Susu at all, and said weakly: "Old Qian, don't fight, come and drink." ”

Qian Youqian, who was in the distance, only caught his figure at this moment, and in an instant, he saw that he was about to lose his breath, his heart was sad, and he cried with a sad face: "What kind of wine are you drinking like this?"

Hu Feng laughed, and suddenly stopped in the middle of the laugh, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, turned into a cough, and gasped: "Of course you have to drink, don't you see that I won?" If it weren't for the two troublesome guys who came, I could have killed that person with this breath." ”

Qian Youqian was still not able to call others at the moment, and sighed and said, "I'm sure I want to drink." ”

Hu Feng smiled weakly, nodded and said, "If I don't drink it again, I won't be able to drink it." Don't be such a mother-in-law, look at you like this, it seems that you have to wipe my tears, you really look like a girl. ”

Qian Youqian didn't know what to say, opened the wine gourd, handed it over, Hu Feng took it tremblingly, and poured it down violently, but it was mixed with blood, and suddenly spit it out, which startled Qian Youqian.

Hu Feng scolded with a smile: "What the hell are you drinking? ”

Qian Youqian's voice trembled: "You just make do with it, no one will send you wine in the future." Who told you not to listen to me? Don't use it, don't use it, you don't listen? It's okay now?"

Hu Feng grinned and said, "I know what you want to do, you have to bury me when the hell I die, don't be in a hurry to send me to death, how good it is to be alive, there is wine and meat." ”

Qian Youqian kept silent, and tears did shine in his eyes.

Suddenly, a petite body came out of the bamboo forest in the distance, stopped in front of Hu Feng, saw Hu Feng's appearance, tears flowed straight down, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, what's wrong with him? ”

Qian Youqian was slightly startled when he saw Xia Mobai, shook his head, and said with a sad face: "He has cultivated the blood shadow six times, and there is nothing I can do." ”

Hearing this, it was like a flat thunder in Xia Mobai's mind, and his body suddenly became weak, and he fell to the ground, Hu Feng only then saw clearly who the person who came, squeezed out with difficulty to smile, and said: "Old Qian, it seems that you have something to do, take her back to the mountain well, it doesn't matter if you bury it or not." ”

Qian Youqian opened his mouth and said: "That broken Gan Heng is also unreliable, he said that he would notify the Sanqing Dao Sect to send someone to pick him up, why did he let her sneak here again?"

Hu Feng was unable to make an expression, looking very sluggish, Xia Mobai had already wailed and cried, lying in Hu Feng's arms.

Hu Feng took a strong breath, touched her hair with trembling hands, and said with a heartfelt smile: "Your kindness and the nurturing love of Sanqing Daomen for more than ten years, I, Hu Feng, have repaid it here, from now on, life and life, I never want to have anything to do with Sanqing Daomen." ”

Xia Mobai was deeply stunned, and countless pictures in her mind flew rapidly.

Hu Feng's voice trembled, and he said one after another: "I'm very happy to know you, I." When I saw you for the first time, I fell in love with you, but I hated different identities, you and I were destined to have no fate, but I went to force that fate, now I think about it, it's ridiculous.

Today, I used half of my life in exchange for you crying in my arms, which is also excellent, and when it comes, it is time to apologize for the innocent blood stained on my hands. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Feng violently shook the red sword in his hand into two pieces. The blooming blood lotus in the inky black pupils all withered and dissipated in an instant, and then he quietly closed his eyes, his head fell, his arm weakened, and his soul returned to his hometown.

At this moment, I understood why Hu Feng scolded Xiao Xia for being a fool at that time, scolding so crazy, in the final analysis, he was actually scolding himself, he thought that he was exactly the same as the weak woman who desperately protected the master, and he was a rare and pitiful person.

It's just that he will never know that there is a big difference between him and Xiao Xia, he is just a chess piece in the eyes of others, everything is just because of a misunderstanding between buns, but what about Xiao Xia?

This is the big difference between the two, although the result is the same, but for life, the most important thing is often the process, as for the result, no one can escape a dead word.

Xia Mobai had already cried into tears, and the memories of the past flew rapidly, and everything became extremely precious.

Suddenly, her crying stopped, and she seemed to think of something? In recent days, Hu Feng always said buns, and at this time, she actually found that long memory.

At that time, she was only seven or eight years old and went into the city with the Qingjing Taoist, passing by a poor street, the Qingjing Taoist casually dropped a few buns, maybe at this moment, Hu Feng picked one up by chance, and saw the high Xia Mobai.

When she thought about it now, she felt extremely ridiculous. The person who threw the buns at that time was not himself, and the grandfather dropped those buns at that time and said a sentence that made her remember it vividly - look at these people, their lives are like ants, unspeakably cheap, maybe they will break their heads because of a few buns, maybe because you gave him a bun, he will smear your liver and brain, and would rather die .......

When she was seven or eight years old at the time, she nodded very affirmatively, praising what Qingjing Daoist said was right and good, wonderful, and in the past ten years, she has always thought that this sentence is extremely correct.

But what I never expected was that Hu Feng's beloved man was actually dealing with this sentence, how ridiculous it is to think about it now.

Xia Mobai quietly shed tears, and said in a hoarse voice: "I told him that I love him, why didn't he respond to me?" Senior brother, can you tell me why?"

Qian Youqian looked sad, quietly lay Hu Feng on the ground, and replied: "He is different from others after all, although he has killed countless people, but after all, his conscience is not clear, maybe he thinks that he is not worthy of you, right?"

Xia Mobai was deeply stunned, and her heart was even more painful.

Xia Mobai still had countless questions to ask, but as soon as he spoke, a familiar voice seemed to come slowly from afar, "Mo'er, why did you come here? ”