Yan Ruyu shook her head.

Nangong Yijian breathed a sigh of relief, "Luoluo, I know that you can't bear me, if you want, we can still ......"

Yan Ruyu said coldly: "If death can be atoneted, how can you die once." A beast like you, even if you die 10,000 times, it is not a pity to die. ”

Nangong Yijian's face turned pale, and he was extremely injured, and said, "Luoluo, you have changed!"

asked instead, but unfortunately Yan Ruyu was not Zhang Biluo, and these words were completely meaningless to her. She only had Nangong Yijian's crime in her heart, but she didn't have any other emotions that were too complicated.

It can be said that even if Nangong Yijian killed himself in front of her, she wouldn't blink an eye.

Nangong Yijian also fell silent, Zhang Biluo in his impression was not like this. Zhang Biluo would be happy all day because of his casual words, even if he lost his temper, he would also write it on his face, so that he could know it clearly.

Instead of being like this now, there was a mockery, and nothing else could be seen on her face.

"Could it be that you were born again like this and fell in love with someone else. Luoluo, for you all these years, I have been raising my children alone, how can you ......"

Yan Ruyu didn't get tired of it, it was the first time she had seen a man's pretense, Chu Xun's acting skills were almost as far as he had thrown from the Hidden Sword Sect to the Yuehan Sect.

Uncle Zhang really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes before he met such a person.

"Enough!" she said coldly, "have you pretended enough, and if you really want to atone for your sins, kill yourself." That's all I have to wish, and since you're so affectionate, satisfy me. ”

Nangong Yijian's breathing was sluggish, and he said with difficulty: "Luoluo, I can't die yet." ”

Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows, "So, you just pretended?"

"No!" Nangong Yijian denied it, "Luoluo, Huan'er and Lan'er haven't fully grown up, they have lost their mother, can you bear to watch them lose their father?"

Okay, you Nangong Yijian, you actually moved the child out!

Yan Ruyu was annoyed for a while, and she didn't want to be entangled with him in this matter anymore, so she flew towards him quickly.

She didn't keep her hand this time, and with a slight movement, she could stir the aura around her body to run, and she was completely unstoppable.

Nangong Yijian's eyes shrank, he really couldn't figure out how Zhang Biluo cultivated, could it be that he had gained some great adventure, and the exercises she practiced not only made her practice fast, but also changed her temperament.

It is said that it has not been two hundred years since she was reborn, but now her combat power is beyond imagination.

This time, Nangong Yijian didn't dare to exaggerate anymore, he had already seen what kind of image he was in Zhang Biluo's heart now, and there was no possibility of turning around at all.

Nowadays, there is only one go!

Countless tentacles flew out of his body, the upper body was still in human form, but the lower body had become a huge tentacle monster, and he had become very big in this form, although it was not as exaggerated as the mountain fang, but it was really big.

It was as if you could hold the sword above the sword mound with a single hand.

Yan Ruyu wrapped spiritual power in her hand and slammed her fist on the tentacles.

The tentacles of Nangong Yijian looked as soft as jellyfish, but the touch of the real touch was a little hard, and her punch didn't blast his tentacles to pieces. Of course, her strength was infinite, enough to knock the huge Nangong sword back a long distance.

Nangong Yijian's expression sank.

The spiritual power from his body continued to enter the tentacles of the lower half of his body, causing his full body to dry up in an instant, becoming skinny and skinny, as if not only spiritual power, but also blood had been drained.

He coughed, and Yan Ruyu's fist strength did not disappear, but entered the tentacles.

These tentacles originally had the effect of absorbing attacks and turning into spiritual power, but Yan Ruyu's fist strength was too strong, and his spiritual power was also extremely irritable, which injured a lot of his muscles and veins.

Yan Ruyu looked at the sporadic lightning on his fist, and was a little surprised, it turned out that this tentacle also contained a lot of thunder and lightning qi, and he usually helped Nangong quench his body with a sword, no wonder his skin was so hard.

"Absorb the attack?" Yan Ruyu smiled and rushed over again, still raising his fist, and the small fist that was raised high in the back was wrapped in a ball of flame as it fell.

And then hit on top of the tentacles.

The place where they collided immediately became red, making a sizzling sound, and it was suddenly ripe.

Nangong Yijian screamed, and said that ten fingers were connected to the heart, this tentacle was similar to his fingers, it was injured, and he almost felt the same way. At the moment, it hurts like a needle in the heart.

Swinging his sword above his head, he cut off the tentacles at once, preventing Yan Ruyu's remaining spiritual fire from continuing to run around in his body.

A vortex of aura formed on the top of his head, and the empowerment seemed to be sucked into his mouth with his mouth open and turned to use. Soon, a new tentacle sprouted from the severed spot.

"Octopus monster!" Yan Ruyu finally thought of a more appropriate word to describe this spirit.

Nangong swept over with the tentacles of a sword, he couldn't wait for Yan Ruyu to attack, otherwise he would be injured again and again.

His attack, Yan Ruyu was completely easy to catch, without the slightest hint of weakness and strength.

Yan Ruyu grabbed one of his tentacles, and with a little force, he began to throw the octopus monster left and right and hit the ground.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The clear voice was remembered in the sword mound, and it was terrifying to hear.

Nangong Yijian was thrown so dizzy that he couldn't tell where Yan Ruyu was. He gritted his teeth and turned the rosary, causing the sword mound to collapse little by little.

This sword mound is a big formation, and it is the continuous improvement of the sect masters of the Tibetan Sword Sect in the past dynasties to have today's power, but it can collapse and reorganize rapidly.

With Nangong Yijian controlling the prayer beads, the sword mound collapsed a lot, but unfortunately it never hit Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu stepped on his chest, and before he could use much force, he broke two of his ribs.

Nangong Yijian was panting, and he laughed miserably: "Death in your hands is the happiest thing for me, you can do it." ”

Yan Ruyu frowned, he was really enough!

Turned the shoe.

Nangong Yijian suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "Don't!"

He finally understood, 'Zhang Biluo' obviously had the strength to kill him, why didn't he make a heavy hand all the way. He thought she was thinking about the old love, but he didn't expect her purpose to be the spirit in his body.

The spirit was being pulled out of his body step by step.

Yan Ruyu said: "What are you afraid of? Between the spirit and me, can you still make a trade-off, you say, is it important to ask me for forgiveness, or is this spirit important." ”

It turned out that she really had affection for him...... Only a woman with a temper tantrum would ask such a question.

Nangong Yijian said bitterly: "Luoluo, you understand me, why do you force me to answer such a question." ”

Yan Ruyu replied: "You don't have to answer, it's not important anyway, I won't forgive you." ”

With force, a mass of energy bodies with teeth and claws was stripped out of Nangong Yijian's body.