"Call the first battle, and concede~"

Helian Qizhi watched Mubita stretch out his hand to cover the wound on his shoulder and back and paced back, narrowed his big black and white eyes, and smiled harmlessly: "Then let's start the second game." ”

The voice was gloomy and cold.

Mo Ran was detoxifying Kong Yi, and when he heard this, he looked at the person who looked like an innocent boy immediately.

Helian Qizhi also looked back at him, then bent his eyebrows and smiled arbitrarily.

Mo Ran's heart was cold. It seems that something was premonited.

When I went down, I saw Helian Qizhi's gaze intentionally or unintentionally, and swept coldly from the green leaf surface of the young man holding the Shaoyang sword behind the wooden wheelchair. Then he raised his voice: "The sound of dancing pheasants." ”

Covered in a black cloak, he silently followed the man walking behind Rabazi and kicked the horse's belly and stepped forward.

"In the second game, it's up to you to call the battle. ”

Yi Zhong, who was stationed next to the horse not far away, said coldly and unhappily: "Isn't it up to Prince Ben to take the second game?!

Helian Qizhi didn't reply: "Your Highness's injuries have not healed, so it is not appropriate to take risks, and there is no need for His Highness to work in these three games." ”

Yi Zhong was angry when he heard this, and was about to get angry, when the person who had always followed behind Yu Lianqi glanced back in Yi Zhong's direction at this time.

Yi Zhong frowned, paced back and forth with a wave of anger, and endured it.

Beiqu noticed it, and couldn't help but glance at the person behind Helian Qizhi.

At this time, the person who had been summoned by Helian Qi to call for the battle had already paced, his head and face covered under the hood, and the shadow of the sun flickered brightly and dimly on his pale and thin face.

As Helian staggered past him, the baby-faced man said to him in a brisk tone: "Your revenge is avenged today, whether you win or lose, the promise I made to you is fulfilled." ”

The dancing voice whispered: "Thank you." With that, he flew forward and stationed in the open space in front of the two armies.

Mo Yiran, who was standing behind Mo Ran, saw him, and his expression immediately turned cold.

Mo Ran immediately froze.

The next moment, I saw the person hiding under the pitch-black cloak raise his hand and pointed, pointing his thin and pale hand directly at the green-clothed woman behind the Duanmu Immortal Chair, and said in a low voice: "I want to fight with you, can you ...... The only daughter of the former King Xuan, the lord of Bining County, Ye Luye. ”

The leaves shook slightly, the eyebrows were furrowed, and there was confusion in the eyes. However, without hesitation, he stepped forward with his sword.

But Mo Ran beside Duanmu stretched out his hand to stop him: "It's better not to fight with him." ”

Mo Ran's voice was solemn, Ye Luye was stunned when he heard it, and the next moment he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

"This person is a traitor to my Senyun Sect, I'll clean him up!" Mo Yiran, whose face was covered with an iron mask, raised his voice slightly at this time.

The person on the horse opposite only looked at Ye Luye, and his voice was still soft: "Because they know that you will die at my hands, Ye Xuan's daughter." With that, he slowly pulled down the hood on his head, revealing a face that was too cold and white in the sun, almost like white paper, without a trace of blood, and he didn't feel white when he looked at it.

"Our dancer's Shaoyang Sword and Shaoyang Swordsmanship, you have used it for more than ten years, have you forgotten where it came from?"

Ye Luye was shocked when he heard this, and his eyes were already shocked.

"Back then, I fell in a pool of blood and watched King Xuan, Ye Xuan, lead people to slaughter my Wujian Building, step on the corpses of my parents, and take away this Shaoyang Sword and Shaoyang Sword Technique from the building. The sound of dancing ducks looked directly at Ye Luye, his face was expressionless, his voice was faint and cool, and he was slightly sad: "Later, on the tenth birthday of his only daughter, he gave you the Shaoyang Sword and Shaoyang Swordsmanship as a birthday gift - Ye Luye, the former lord of Bining County." ”

The man under the cloak kicked the horse's belly again, and paced forward gently: "You know the origin of the Shaoyang Sword, but after many years, you seem to have regarded it as your own...... The fourth-ranked 'Shaoyang Cold Sword' Ye Luye ...... The people of the entire rivers and lakes also think that the Shaoyang Sword and the Shaoyang Sword Technique are yours. ”

He finally said quietly: "So you know why I named you to fight?"

Ye Luye stood solemnly, his eyes were extremely dark, and he pursed his lips and looked ahead.

Yun Xiao turned his eyes to look at her on one side, frowning slightly. Duanmu Immortal was already calm, and his face had to be dignified.

Ye Luye was silent for a moment, raised her hand and pushed away Mo Ran's hand that wanted to stop her, and insisted on stepping forward. "In the battle of the Poison Fort that day, someone unlocked the mechanism in the Shaoyang sword, took the arsenal map from the hidden box of the hilt, and helped King Ling......"

Before she finished her words, everyone had already guessed that the mechanism of the sword hilt hidden box was often complicated and precise, and it was very difficult for people to unlock it, and if it was the sword of the family, it was even more so, so the one who helped King Ling get the arsenal map to become the current climate did not have to think about it, it must be the descendant of this sword dance building, the survivor of the dancer.

The voice of the dancing goose was not hidden, and he nodded and said: "King Xuan regarded my dancer's sword as his own sword, and actually placed the military library map needed for rebellion in it, which is ridiculous in itself, isn't it?"

Ye Luye recalled that day when everyone was besieged in the fort, Ah Zi died tragically, and his heart was already cold. Raised the sword in his hand and said: "This sword may belong to the Dancing Sword Building, but it is only in my hands at the moment, if you want to take it back, I will give you a chance." ”

With that, the green shadow was raised, and he flew forward.

"Lu'er!" Duanmu Xiaoxian's heart suddenly tightened, and Rin called her.

"The disciple will return later, and he will not dishonor the teacher!" The man in green said in a solemn voice, and he had swept to the front of the two armies, holding his sword and standing in front of the dancing horse. "Ye Luye should fight with you. ”

Mo Ran said with a solemn gaze: "He is a descendant of a dancer, he is familiar with Shaoyang's swordsmanship, and the nephew of the Green Leaf Master has already lost the battle with him." ”

Wu Yan Sheng looked at Ye Luye and said: "I wanted to secretly slaughter your mother's Yuzhou Ye Mansion several times, but I was stopped by the former master, and then I thought that it was you who had been wielding my Dancer Shaoyang Sword everywhere, so I forced the urge to kill your mother...... You should really thank me for sparing the people of that house, and finally decided to seek revenge on you alone. ”

Ye Luye looked at him coldly, and after a while, he drew his sword and said: "As a thank you for not being tired of my mother, Ye Luye is defeated today, and the Shaoyang Sword and Shaoyang Swordsmanship will all be returned to you; ”

Wu Yan Sheng showed a miserable smile: "I don't kill your mother because I have been on the film network for many years and know that Princess Xuan has no weight in the eyes of King Xuan...... When the three kings' rebellion was revealed, it was your mother who secretly denounced it, Ye Xuan almost killed her with her own hands, and it was you who begged Ye Xuan to let her go. He looked at Ye Luye and said in a quiet voice: "So I take revenge, I don't want a sword, and I don't want a Shaoyang sword spectrum, I just want - you, the king of Xuan, Ye Xuan's daughter, is the only favorite daughter." ”

Ye Luye said coldly after hearing this: "If you want my life, you can take it, if you have the ability, come and take it!"

Wu Yan nodded, "I can't take your life today, so I'll give you my life." With that, he struck his feet, and the pitch-black cloak rose and fell, and the man had fallen from his horse.

The two stood in front of the formation and confronted each other in the center, and they were both silent for a moment.

Everyone watched the two of them breathe, Duanmu, Yun Xiao, and Mo Ran all sank.

The next moment, the cold light flashed, and the green shadow took the lead in raising the sword and jumping forward.

The black cloak swung, and the dancing voice swept backwards to avoid it.

Ye Luye followed with a sword to chase and stab, and the green shadow and black clothes swept and intertwined, going back and forth for dozens of rounds.

Duanmu listened to the sound of the sword, one hand firmly held on the handrail of the wooden wheelchair, his heart became more and more cold, and he said in a condensed voice: "Don't just attack, don't defend!"

This statement Duanmu Xiaoxian and Ye Luye have said it several times.

But the man in green had never heard of it.

As soon as the words fell, a soft sword was pulled out from his waist by the sound of dancing geese, and suddenly rolled up the Shaoyang sword in the hand of the man in green, and approached Ye Luye's hand holding the sword.

"It's a soft hook sword!" Mo Ran screamed, Ye Luye's right hand was entangled by the soft sword, but she did not retreat but advanced, and a sword stabbed at the left shoulder of the dancing bird.

Almost at the same time, there was a sharp pain in the right wrist of the man in green, and the hilt of the sword was bloody, and the long sword left his hand.

The veins of the right hand have been broken.

Mo Ran said in a cold voice: "The soft hook sword is as thin as paper with hooks everywhere, and it is a poisonous sword specially designed to pick people's tendons!"

Ye Luye was unprepared at the beginning, and he picked the first sword, injuring the tendons and veins of his right hand, and the sword style would be affected and stagnant, which was already a sign of defeat.

Beiqu held the reins of the horse with both hands, sat on the horse and pursed his lips tightly, looking very solemn.

In the space in front of the formation, blood spattered green clothes, and the fall of Shaoyang's sword stopped. Ye Luye's right hand, which was watered with blood and dripping from his fingers, trembled slightly, and he stretched out his hand again to grasp the Shaoyang Sword that was about to land.

Wu Yan gritted his teeth for a moment, didn't look at the wound on his left shoulder, and shook his body with a soft hook sword in his hand, and wrapped it around Ye Luye's wrist that was holding Shaoyang's sword again.

"Do you really think that you are worthy of holding the Shaoyang Sword!?" This remark revealed three points of resentment and deep hatred in his heart, and in a word, he picked a thin hook, picked his wrist and sharpened his tendons again, and broke the tendons of the right hand of the man in green again.

The blood gushed between Ye Luye's right wrist, but the first thing he felt was not pain...... It's numbness, and the stiffness and sluggishness of the five fingers of the right hand that can no longer be used to drive the sword.

She raised her head and looked at the person in front of her, her eyes were cold, she quickly changed her sword to her left hand, and turned her wrist to stab at the sound of the dancing goose.

Shaoyang's swordsmanship is strong and unstoppable, and it is difficult to hide the edge in her left sword, and Ye Luye holds the sword and slashes at his right arm.

The dancing voice gritted his teeth and raised his hand, blocking it with his left wrist, blood splattered, and the entire left hand will be cut off, leaving half of the flesh and bone connected to the wrist, and a large pool of blood splashed on the pitch-black cloak, like vermilion.

In an instant, he chose to abandon his left hand in order to save his right arm.

The next moment, the soft sword collided with the long sword, wrapped tightly, and the dancing voice sneered, and the blood gushing out of the wound of his left hand slammed into Ye Luye's face.

The man in green opened his eyes and avoided it, his left wrist tightened, thin blood splashed when he fell, and the pulse in his left wrist was also broken.

Even if the person in the chair couldn't see, he could guess roughly from the sound of the collision of weapons and the smell of blood, and the knuckles of the knuckles on the wooden wheelchair had turned white.

Yun Xiao saw the place in front of the formation, the man in green was bleeding from both wrists, and his left hand was forced to hold the sword and stab again, and he was picked by the other party to his left wrist.

The hand holding the Linshuang Sword tightened, and the joints collapsed.

"If someone intervenes again this time and defeats the battle before it is lost, it will be tantamount to trampling the morale of our army under my feet and letting the more than 20,000 recruits behind me die together. Beiqu looked at the center of the position with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I will be the first to kill such a person, because he is a sinner in my Great Xia Kingdom." ”

Duanmu everyone pursed their lips and sank their faces. Not a word.

The sword light flashed, and the cold light was clear.

Flying blood splashed from time to time, and Ye Luye stabbed the sword in the chest of the dancing goose with both hands.

The black cloak on the man's body was heavily stained with blood, and the wave stained the soil in front of Luodian City.

The sound of the dancing goose forcibly pressed the Shaoyang sword in Ye Luye's hand with a broken hand, and the soft hook sword in his right hand took the opportunity to hook towards Ye Luye's dantian.

There is no way to avoid it.

With a sword in the abdomen, the sound of dancing pheasants turned his wrist with his right hand, the cold light in his eyes swept away, and the internal strength in his palm was violently injected into the sword hook, and then pierced into the woman's dantian.

The next moment, the strength rushed along the sword body, breaking through the woman's tendons and veins, and still rushing around.

Ye Luye's brain was shocked, and there was a sharp pain in the muscles and veins of his body, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"This soft-hooked sword was specially found for you. There was also blood gushing out of the mouth of the dancing pheasant: "As long as you don't defend and are picked by the first sword, you will definitely lose." ”

Ye Luye covered the wound on his lower abdomen with one hand tremblingly, only to feel severe pain all over his body, difficult to stand firmly, and there was a black glow in front of him.

The muscles and veins of the whole body were broken by the strength.

The dancing voice gritted his teeth and stood while watching the Shaoyang sword in the hand of the woman in front of him finally fall to the ground, staggered two steps forward, and fell into the yellow sand on the ground.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds, and their bodies were stained with blood.

Wu Yan laughed first, and due to excessive blood loss in front of him, he stepped forward with his right hand trembling and holding on to the soft hook sword, and raised the hook sword in his hand while muttering in a low voice.

"Father, mother...... The Hatred of the Dancing Sword Building...... Today's voice is reported. ”

Lift your sword and stab.

The next moment, the woman on the ground vomited blood and raised her head to the side of her neck, and the soft-hooked sword hooked the woman's shoulder blade.

Ye Luye opened his eyes and looked at the person above his head, and his breath froze.

Under the sound of dancing pheasants, I could see a bamboo leaf in the mouth of the green-clothed man.

I was dumbfounded, but it was too late.

The bamboo leaf dart in Ye Luye's mouth broke through the air, and suddenly a stream of blood shot out, and half of the leaf body was accurately nailed into the throat of the dancing pheasant.

The latter's eyes widened in disbelief.

I wanted to reach out and cover my throat, but I was weak.

Ye Luye looked dazedly as the black shadow standing in front of him fell.

I tried to reach out and stand up...... However, her hands were still uncontrollably on the ground, and she only moved an inch with all her might.

Ye Luye gasped and whispered, "Master...... Did Lu'er win?"