The ink tears that were half covered in the head by the sudden punch shook his head vigorously, and he got up from the dust with difficulty, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and opened his mouth, except for the numbness, it was the click sound of the facial bones mixed with fat.

Gou Jian, who was covered with several sword wounds on his body, also rushed over, and when he saw Mo Tear's miserable appearance, he asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Mo Tear kept staring at the fat girl, shook her head, and said, "I can't die yet." ”

The fat girl seemed to be very leisurely, quietly staring at the two teenagers opposite, grinning, but giving people a kind feeling.

Mo Tear also smiled, and was knocked to the ground with a punch from a girl, it was indeed not a glorious thing, and a duel between cultivators, if it was judged by appearance, it would be a big mistake.

This girl's name is Li Zuoxi, and as a forest of swordsmen, her strength is naturally good. As everyone knows, there are two kinds of people in the Holy Sword Sect that can never be underestimated, one is the old sword slave, who specializes in sparring for the new generation of disciples, and his status is neither high nor low, and he is in an awkward position.

The other is the sword squire, who is almost inseparable from the sword master, and his strength is often higher than that of the sword master.

What's more, this Li Zuoxi is one of the rare leaders in the new generation of swordsmen.

But because of her personality, she doesn't have much of a reputation in Jianmen, and her only wish in this life is to always follow Lin Li and protect him, as for eliminating harm for the world and benefiting the people, she has no interest in it.

Li Zuoxi came to Lin Li, smiled calmly, and said, "Let's go back." ”

Lin Li looked at the broken sword in his hand incredulously, his face became even more hideous, and he roared: "Kill him for me, kill him." ”

Li Zuoxi sighed, shook his head and said, "Forget it, stop it!"

Lin Li stared fiercely at Li Zuoxi in front of him, and shouted, "Don't you listen to me? I told you to kill him." ”

Li Zuoxi sighed, nodded helplessly, turned around, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I want to borrow your life." ”

In just one sentence, the voice is unwavering, and anyone can feel a terrifying horror when they hear it.

Mo Xian didn't speak, turned his head to look at the sword wound on Gou Jian's leg, the flesh was blurred, and the bleeding was not stopping, and he said calmly: "You go to rest! Let Lin Xiaomu bandage you." ”

Gou Jian grinned and said recklessly: "It's okay, I will take the sword." ”

Mo Tear didn't bother to say more to him, a move, a rough word, Gou Jian was taken back by the two warriors who came up, Mo Tear naturally knew that Gou Jian could fight again, but Li Zuoxi's punch just now made him feel palpitating at the moment, if he let Gou Jian take a punch now, I'm afraid he would have to lie down for half a year if he didn't die, he didn't want this stupid brother to take risks.

Now the result is obvious, Gou Jian broke the sword formation alone, and the sound of the battle on both sides of the road gradually became smaller, and it seemed that it was almost over, there should not be much change, there are only five people on the other side who can fight again, and there are more than thirty people on Mo Tear's side, and now the only one who can affect the battle situation is Li Zuoxi.

Li Zuoxi walked forward slowly with his bare hands, and there was still no trace of turbulent qi erupting from his body, feeling that the whole person was dead and heavy, giving people a great pressure.

Mo Tear also raised his sword and slowly moved forward, and said coldly: "Girl, do you want to eliminate harm for the people?"

"I don't want to. Li Zuoxi replied flatly.

"Then why kill me again?"

"If he wants to kill you, I want to kill you. If you are against him, you are against me. ”

"Is he worth it?"

"There is no worthiness or not, only willingness?"

Ink tears are speechless.

The two of them were getting closer and closer, and suddenly a breeze blew between them, blowing up a shallow puff of fine dust, blowing all the blood around them, churning in the air, and for a while, a disgusting fishy smell spread around.

Mo Tear's face became more and more snow-white, after all, he still suffered a lot of injuries, which would cause such a result, he knew very well that he couldn't fall down at this moment, with Lin Li's crazy character, he would definitely not let go of anyone here, he made up his mind that he must kill Lin Li first.

Ink Tears slowly mobilized his vitality, catalyzing the eight heat hells in his body to an extreme state, and with a single step, his body instantly slipped out.

Li Zuoxi stopped quietly, saw a red light, coming straight towards her, his fingers were bent and clenched into fists one by one, his muscles were tense, making a clicking sound, and in an instant, two white lights appeared on his hands, dazzling.

But what she didn't expect was that the extremely fast light suddenly turned around, kicked up a cloud of dust, and rushed towards Lin Li.

Then he was frightened, hurriedly took a big step, his figure flashed, blocking in front of Lin Li, his face was still unchanged, he hurriedly stopped his steps, twisted his hand, inserted his sword into the ground, shook it hard, and picked up a huge lump of soil, and then quickly swung his sword, smashing the clods of soil, leaving countless wonderful straight lines in the air one after another, like a river pouring into the sea, surging.

Li Zuoxi calmly swung his fist, blocking all the clods of soil, and then strode forward directly, quickly swinging a punch, Mo Tear did not show weakness, and also made a palm, the fists were touched, and it was difficult to distinguish between the top and bottom for a while.

Li Zuoxi's other hand turned into a palm and quickly poked out, and Mo Tear's other hand hurriedly raised the sword and blocked it hard.

The two of them almost had the same explosive force, just at that moment. Two big pits collapsed under the feet of both sides, and there was still no distinction between superior and inferior, and Mo Tear, who had always relied on brute force to win, was extremely surprised why this girl's strength was so great?

At the same time, Lin Li moved extremely quickly, came to the back of Li Zuoxi, and quickly stabbed with a broken sword, Mo Tear tilted his head to dodge, Lin Li stabbed again, and Mo Tear dodged again.

Lin Li's face became more and more ugly, Mo Tear was obviously a little overwhelmed, Li Zuoxi saw the opportunity, and once again violently exerted force, Lin Li suddenly flashed behind Mo Tear, condensed a sword light, and stabbed again.

In this case, Mo Tear has almost no chance of survival, at this moment, an extremely strange thing happened, Mo Tear, your cold gesture is like a golden dragon, grabbed Li Ruoxi's arm, clapped his arm and stood up, dodged their front and back attacks, and slowly fell behind Li's left knee.

Mo Tear just wanted to launch a surprise attack on Li Zuoxi, but suddenly his face froze, his eyes widened and he slowly lowered his head, watching a white sword qi pierce into his chest.

Mo Tear instantly shuddered all over his body, and looked up in horror, and found that Lin Li's face was hideous, and a sword qi pierced Li Zuoxi's chest straight and then stabbed into his chest.

Lin Li's eyes were hideous, the sword in his hand twisted again, and the sword qi grew again. Li Zuoxi wailed in pain, spitting blood from his mouth.

Mo Tear was in disbelief, a flame condensed in his hand, tearing apart the sword qi, clutching his chest and retreating again and again.

Is Lin Li so ruthless? He even killed his own people.

Li Zuoxi looked at his chest in disbelief, coughing and wheezing in his mouth, blood kept gushing out, he slowly raised his head with all his might, showed a painful smile, slowly stretched out his hand, and before he touched Lin Li's cheek, he had already stopped breathing, his body was heavily planted on the ground, and there were tears in his eyes.

At the moment when Mo Tear dodged, Li Zuoxi's entire strength rushed forward, and when he saw Lin Li stabbed by a sword, he hurriedly collected it, and what about Lin Li? Seeing Mo Tear turn around behind her, not only did he not accept it, but his sword qi skyrocketed, piercing through his partner who was with him day and night.

I'm afraid Li Zuoxi wouldn't have imagined that she would be killed by Lin Li, his childhood sweetheart, he and her have been inseparable for more than ten years, no matter what he does, she supports and helps, but in exchange for this result, I'm afraid how desperate she should be at the moment of her death.

was killed by his beloved without hesitation, Li Zuoxi was afraid that at the moment before he died, he had not given up the love in his heart, and tried his best to reach out and touch Lin Li's face.

Mo stumbled a few times and fell to the ground, Lin Li laughed wildly, and said madly: "Xi'er, don't blame me, you should feel supreme glory for dying for the justice of the world, and everyone will remember you." Your name and I will be passed on forever. ”

Mo Tear looked at the madman in front of him in disbelief, and sneered.

Lin Li walked slowly with a sword, tears flashing in his eyes, and he roared madly: "It is because of you that Xi'er will die, and I will use your blood to wash away all the sins in the world." ”

Mo Tear, who fell to the ground, could no longer stand up, and said with a cold smile: "Crazy." ”

Lin Li stood in front of Mo Tear, slowly raised the broken sword in his right hand, condensed a sword qi, directly slashed down, and immediately shouted, "I am willing to use my three generations of fireworks to maintain the justice of the world for a while." ”

The moment Mo Tear fell to the ground, Lin Xiaomu had already made a move, first killing the three Holy Sword Sect disciples who had been blocking in front of him, but at this moment, even if he used his fast speed, he couldn't save Mo Tear.

Suddenly, a white light in the jungle struck Lin Li's shoulder like a laser, and Lin Li instantly fell to the ground with his back to the sky, letting out a wail like killing a pig.

At first glance, a snow-white curved kitchen knife was pierced into his shoulder. Feeling incredible, Ink Tears immediately looked towards the jungle, only to see a pink figure flickering rapidly, and disappeared after a while.

Lin Xiaomu immediately arrived and hurriedly checked Mo Li's wound, Mo Tear shook his head, signaled that it was nothing serious, and sat quietly on the ground, listening to Lin Li's screams and wails.

The flesh and blood on half of Lin Li's shoulders were blurred, and the kitchen knife that emitted a cold light pinched his bones and pierced into the soil, a thick liquid slowly spread on the ground, the flesh and white bones were exposed, and blood oozed from the snow-white lubricated flesh, which was extremely terrifying.

Lin Li's wail gradually became smaller, and another trembling hand slowly raised, trying to pull out the kitchen knife that was stuck in his shoulder.

Mo Tear took out a dagger from behind his back, spun it around his hand, his face suddenly changed, and stabbed into his gradually raised palm, which also plunged into the dirt, and the cry like a pig exploded again.

Lin Xiaomu was quietly bandaging the wound on his chest for Mo Tears, and he didn't have any disgust when he saw Mo Tears' fierce move, in his opinion, this guy with a mouth full of justice was more cold-blooded than anyone else.

She felt very sorry for the fat girl who had just died, she thought that she and that girl were actually similar, they were both trapped by love, and hoped that her final ending would not become like her.

One is the way of heaven and the other is the son of the world, no matter what Lin Xiaomu thinks, his end may be worse than that girl, after all, the people they like are diametrically opposed, and the son of the world-destroying seems to sound even more cold and ruthless from the reputation alone.

Lin Xiaomu looked at Li Zuoxi, who had never closed her eyes when she fell to the ground, and she seemed to see her future ending.

Mo Tear quietly looked at Lin Li, who was dying, smiled bitterly, and whispered, "Lin Li, Master of Justice." You can even do it with your companions who are born and die, you are really powerful, do you know what justice is?"

Lin Li was already unable to wail, and said weakly: "The son of the world, dare to talk about justice. I am the messenger of justice, and more people like me are needed in this world to maintain the justice of the world, and everyone can die for justice. ”

Mo Tear sneered, and suddenly said gloomily: "Do you know? You are a madman, a madman under the banner of justice." Do you understand what justice is? Justice is a kind of protection, not killing. ”

Lin Li's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, grinned, and said weakly: "Evil should be destroyed, how can justice be maintained without killing? ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Li laughed, spurting blood from his mouth, like a crazy demon, laughing wildly.

Mo Tear stared at him coldly, and said lightly: "There is no cure." ”

Mo Tear stopped talking, and little by little looked at Lin Li, who wanted to express justice from beginning to end and even a single hair, slowly gasped, his breathing became weaker and weaker, he struggled uncomfortably, and finally completed his last breath in the world.

Mo Tear smiled bitterly, looked at the warriors who had already surrounded him, and said calmly: "Bury all the dead." ”

Everyone said yes in unison, and then they got busy.

In the woods, a few black shadows suddenly appeared, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, and quickly reported, "Young master, Commander Han is dying, he wants to see you." ”

Mo Tear chuckled in his heart, as if he had lost something important in an instant, empty. Then he immediately tried to stand up, but after several unsuccessful attempts, Lin Xiaomu stepped forward to help him and staggered forward.

Passing through dozens of trees, he saw a mountain-like body, sitting on the ground with his head bowed, all kinds of corpses scattered around, and a little girl covered in scars beside him, crying quietly.

Mo Tear stepped forward with difficulty, sat on the ground, looked at a huge blood hole in the second uncle's chest, and tears instantly shook out of his flat eyes.

Han Yu gasped weakly, raised his head as best he could, and said weakly, "The young master is here." ”

Mo Tear grabbed Han Miao's spacious hand and said loudly: "Second uncle, don't speak, I'll let someone save you." ”

Han Yu shook his head hard, squeezed out a smile forcefully, and said intermittently: "With your words, it is enough for the second uncle to die, the second uncle died unjustly this time, and if he can swear to protect the young master, the second uncle has already earned it." It's just a pity, I'm afraid that the second uncle won't be able to escort you to the Northern Wilderness safely. ”

Mo Tear didn't speak, just quietly shed tears.

Han Yu continued: "You are very similar to your eldest brother, and you will be a person who can do great things in the future, so you have to remember that no matter how difficult it is, no matter how the world sees you, you have to live for me and these dead brothers." ”

Mo Tear nodded quietly, and the tears slipped down one after another.

Han Yu was about to return to the light, and suddenly moved his huge body, knelt on the ground and clasped his fists, and said loudly: "My subordinates see the young master." ”

The other black-clothed people who rushed around also knelt on the ground in unison and shouted in unison, "Subordinates see the young master." ”

For a moment, the sound was earth-shattering, the birds flapped their wings and flew high, and the grass and trees bowed their heads and lamented.

Mo tears did not stop him from that action, quietly looking at the second uncle's resolute and rough face, and quietly wiped away his tears.

Heroes don't need to be mourned with tears.

With a shallow smile, a resolute face, and a body that did not fall, Han Yu gradually traveled far away.

The little girl beside him cried so hard that she choked up: "It's me, it's me who hurt Commander Han, if it weren't for saving me, Han..."

Before the little girl's words were finished, she couldn't cry anymore, and her tears gently stroked her head and comforted: "Wu Yue, I don't blame you, it's not your fault, the second uncle wants you to live, you just live well, don't waste all that hard work." ”

Wu Yue looked up at Mo Tear and nodded fiercely.

Mo Tear's face was extremely flat, and his voice did not have a trace of twists and turns, "Bury it well!"

The person next to him said yes.

It wasn't until this time that Zhao Daqiang, who was covered in injuries, rushed over, and when he saw Han Yu kneeling on the ground, he also seemed extremely calm, took out a wine gourd from his back, and scolded: "You stinky guy, why did you leave? I'll tell you! If you want to drink my wine in the future, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. ”

Zhao Daqiang said as he spilled the wine on the ground, tears also flashed in his eyes, and continued: "When I am free, I will definitely bring you good wine and meat, and then we will have another drink." ”

Mo Tear was very sad in his heart, looking at the sky quietly, stunned.