"Old bald, you won't live a few days longer than me......" Liu Ziang said fiercely.

Zhao Cheng smiled coldly and said, "Do you want me to go down to accompany you in a hurry?" Even if the treacherous sect finds us, our Zhao family will not be afraid! Although I will not go to the court to recognize my identity as a prince, my Zhao family will never admit defeat regardless of whether it is a high status or a humble status!"

"This is the spirit of our Zhao family, this is the bearing of our Zhao family!"

Zhao Cheng shook his spear and said, "Old-fashioned, our friendship for so many years should also be understood today." You say, what are the last words, I bring to your family for you. ”

Liu Ziang shook his head and sighed: "My last words are to let them know that our Liu family was exterminated by the royal family, and we are not unjustly destroyed." But obviously, you won't meet my request. ”

Zhao Cheng said: "It really won't. Is there anything else you'd like to say?"

Liu Ziang said: "Guard against Yang Shu and Yang Fan! These two brothers, your Zhao family can't keep them." ”

At this time, you still don't forget to sow discord. ”

"Whatever you think, so be it. The Nine Dragons are shocking, and they will swim in shallow water during the wind and clouds. Jin Lin is a thing in the pool, and he is a dragon that changes when he encounters wind and clouds. This poplar tree and Yang Fan are both Fengyun and Jinlin, and they will eventually transform into Tianlong, covering the light of your Zhao family. ”

Liu Ziang smiled: "If you believe it, you will believe it." If you don't believe, you don't believe. This is what I wanted to say before I died, these two brothers are not in the pool. My Liu family is planted in their hands, and I'm afraid that no one in Su Cheng will be able to stop them. ”

Zhao Cheng smiled weirdly: "Thank you for the compliment." Both of them are from my Zhao family. They are good, and they are also the blessing of my Zhao family. ”

Seeing that Zhao Cheng was unmoved, Liu Ziang smiled calmly, and then closed his eyes.

"It's okay, old bald, send me away!"

Zhao Cheng happily met Liu Ziang's request and stabbed him in the throat with a shot.

The night was dark.

Bloody, thicker.

The earth-golden air flow in the sky kept tumbling under the washing of lightning and thunder, like a pot of boiling water poured into the copper basin that had just finished burning paper, stirring up the gray smoke all over the house. The black rain was majestic, the wind and waves were strong, the evil fish were churning on the sea, the evil spirits were raging in groups, and the small bamboo raft was like a leaf floating on the sea, fragile and insignificant.

A huge face was suspended in the air current, looking down at the small bamboo raft like a god, looking down at the brothers on the raft with a cold and playful gaze.

"Xiaofan, I can't hold it anymore. The poplar tree faced forward with his palms facing forward, frantically urging his spiritual power and soul power, allowing the "Killing God" to move at high speed unabated, killing those evil spirits who came by riding the waves. It was under his strict defense that once the evil spirit approached, he would be strangled and there would not even be scum left, if there were so few or two who broke through, it would already be a lot of damage, and he would no longer be able to withstand Yang Fan's phantom palm.

One in front, one in the back, and the brothers struggled to support themselves.

Yang Shu is usually a young man with a good complexion, with plenty of moisture and color on his face, and it is precisely because of this that he looks particularly handsome and handsome among his peers. But now, his face was pale and blue, his eyes were bloodshot, his hair was disheveled by the wind, and his cloak looked like a demon about to go berserk.

Yang Fan's heart ached when he saw it, and shouted: "Brother, if you can't hold it, don't hold it anymore, if we continue like this, we won't die yet, you will go crazy first!"

Yang Shu no longer had the strength to speak loudly, but if he didn't speak loudly, Yang Fan couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

"If you don't hold on, how can you do it? If you don't hold on, we'll all die......"

Yang Fan began to rub his palms, preparing to release the "Soul Qi Wave".

Although Yang Shu didn't look back, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cloud of pale golden soul power, and exclaimed, "Xiao Fan, don't come nonsense!"

Yang Fan said: "Brother, you stop, I'll use the soul qi wave to deal with them!"

"Your soul qi wave consumes soul power too much, although you can kill a lot of evil spirits, but there are countless evil spirits imprisoned in this vast black sea, how can you kill them all? It takes time for the soul qi wave to charge, and when you release the first soul qi wave, you will be killed by the evil spirits before you have time to release the second wave!"

"I can't help it, I can't watch you go crazy first, brother!" Yang Fan didn't listen to Yang Shu's dissuasion this time, pulled Yang Shu to the side fiercely, and then released a soul qi wave in front of him.

On the surface of the vast black black sea, a pale golden shock wave with a length of 100 meters suddenly appeared. Where the shock wave passed, the sea was split in the middle, and the waves evaporated instantly, and the evil spirits were reduced to ashes before they even had a chance to wail.

"Mo Changyue, even if I die, I won't let you go!"

Yang Fan's soul qi wave was very fast, and the power of his soul qi wave was too strong, killing all the evil spirits on the sea, and the evil spirits soaked in the water did not come out for a while.

He hurriedly gathered a second wave of soul qi and struck at the huge face above his head.

The soul qi wave illuminated the earth-golden air flow overhead, but it had no effect on the tumbling air flow, like a stone sinking into the sea. Although the faces were scattered by the soul qi wave, they immediately combined again.

At this time, the already calm sea suddenly "jumped" and splashed waves, and then one by one evil spirits jumped up from the sea, stepping on the waves, and the scarlet eyes radiated a crimson light.

At a glance, the vast sea is full of pairs of red eyes.

At this time, Yang Fan only had one feeling, that is, he had completely become a prey.

This time, he didn't continue to recharge his strength, and the evil spirits didn't give him time, and once again they rushed to the raft in droves.

Before Yang Fan could react, he was pounced on by the poplar, and then the poplar's body was saved.

"Ahh Then, a strip of gentleness flowed out of his brother's mouth and landed on his forehead.

"Brother, brother, let me go!" Yang Fan knew that his brother was protecting him with his body.

Yang Shu hugged Yang Fan's head and said, "Xiao Fan, this is probably the last time my brother will protect you." ”

Poplar's voice was weak, but there was a warm smile in his words.

Defending his brother and dying, he died without regrets.

Smelling the blood, the evil spirits became more and more excited, like hungry wolves, scrambling to grab food. And their food at this time is poplars.

Countless evil spirits scratched and bit at the back of the poplar tree.