The wind and the sun are remnant, and the jackdaws are wailing. The coming battle to the death is the beginning of the last battle in this life, and it is also the end of the entanglement in the past. The three-star sword stood in front of him, the cold light shone on his eyes, but what floated in his mind was old things. A military duel under the moonlit night a long time ago opened a decades-long relationship between master and servant. This unwavering loyalty was maintained until a person named Ye Xiaochai appeared.

That ri was defeated by the Martial Emperor, and a sword in this life once swore that whoever could pull out the skull Yuheng would promise that person's loyalty for the rest of his life. Although the first encounter with Ye Xiaochai was not friendly, the hairpin head phoenix's affection for Ye Xiaochai was also seen in the eyes of a sword in this life.

However, the clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and they must change like dogs. Creation is already making people, and it is destined that Ye Xiaochai pulled out Yuheng, and there is no breach of trust with a sword in this life. The promise of the year was made. How can a husband be treacherous and treacherous after being honest in self-cultivation and believing in the world? What's more, it has been a long time since he came into contact, and Ye Xiaochai's personality has already broken his heart in this life. At this moment, no matter what kind of emotions he has for Ye Xiaochai in his heart, this kindness has to be repaid......

The mind must be certain, the distractions are gone, a sword in this life is silent, and the three-star sword is pointed to the ground, rolling up the autumn wind in the mountains. There is nothing to be afraid of, but the green edge is in hand, and in this life a sword to fight with all his might!

The four eyes intersected, and the swordsman's heart went straight into the eyes of the Martial Emperor, in exchange for a shallow and inaudible sigh...... You, still thinking about the battle in front of the Martial Emperor's Palace, had an inexplicable thought, and the Martial Emperor responded calmly and calmly, and was merciful.

At the moment when the two moves intersected, the air in Nanshan was stagnant, but not a single grass or tree was damaged. After a while, the emperor did not move, and a sword in this life rushed forward dozens of steps, and the clothes on his right shoulder were torn, reflecting a shocking death.

Without pursuit, Emperor Wu fixed his eyes on an nameless lonely grave, and his eyes were gloomy. There, a man from a long time ago is buried. Decades ago, there was a rebellious usurpation in Jijing, and the life-and-death friendship of the heart-to-heart was actually a period of never meeting again. With a move to retreat from the enemy, Emperor Wu said with a remembrance: "The half-camel waste was once a close friend of the emperor, you should know." ”

The three-star sword body was clenched tightly in his hand, and the sword in this life was silent, quietly listening to the words of the martial emperor. Emperor Wu was willing to speak, so he listened down, and every moment it dragged on, it was the vitality of the Ye family's father and son.

"Heh, Ye Xiaochai is a half-humpled apprentice, Feng'er also instructed him, I don't need to kill him. ”

“……”

Looking at the emperor with his back to him calmly, he sealed the acupoint with a few fingers with a sword in this life to stop the flow of blood. Although he knew that it didn't make much sense in front of the Martial Emperor, if he could fight for Ye Xiaochai for one more second, it would be worth fighting......

"Ye Xiaochai's personality, the emperor also appreciates it, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong person. The obstacles that stand in the way of the emperor's hegemony have to be swept away. ”

I don't know how much truth and how much falsehood there is in the words, Emperor Wu looked back and smiled, and stood face to face with a sword in this life. The sleeves of his clothes were full of real energy, and Emperor Wu sighed: "If the half-camel waste is still alive, maybe it won't be like this." ”

"You're wrong. ”

"Oh?"

"The master will not be with you. ”

"Because it's true?"

"No, just because he's Ye Xiaochai!"

"Ye Xiaochai?"

"Ye Xiaochai!"

There is no need to refute more, Ye Xiaochai's three words are enough. Supporting a heart of loyalty and courage, in this life, a sword and a sword to attack again, three-star swordsmanship chain three styles, three ways to advance the enemy. Emperor Wu's eyes were cold, and he swayed his sword moves freely, breaking through the sword style of this life.

The move has been used old, can not retreat, can not hide, in this life a sword regardless of the close risk, and then out of the throat and a sword to take the martial emperor. Holding the sword of life, he heard a sneer, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. When he looked down, he saw that he opened the three-star sword with one punch and hit his chest with one punch. The internal force swept into the body, destroying the muscles and bones. The majestic power was unstoppable, and in this life, a sword retreated rapidly, raised his head and spit out a mouthful of scorching blood, and held the sword and half-knelt on the ground.

"Your skills, the emperor is too familiar. ”

Although the words were harsh, the Martial Emperor had no sarcasm in his words, he just took it for granted. Taking a deep breath, Emperor Wu said, "Use what you learned from Ye Xiaochai to prove it to me!

At the moment before he died, he adhered to the consciousness of sacrificing his life to become a benevolent, and the heart lake was unprecedentedly quiet in his life. A trick that has been difficult to practice for a long time must be comprehended before death. With a long roar, a sword leaped forward in this life and pounced on the Martial Emperor. The heart is full of swords, blood and rain are rampant, and the sword wielding is finally heroic!

"Heart...... Sword!"

"Kill the Endless Sword!"

The look of amazement flashed in his eyes, but the Martial Emperor was not slow to accept the move. The fingertip sword rushes into the sky, incomparable, pointing directly at a sword in this life.

People, by mistake, the end of the trick, the mourning is rampant, and the final battle is ominous. The emperor who stood still, stroked his chest and panted softly. A sword over the neck, cutting off the last life of a sword in this life. The bright red flowing from the right hand of the Martial Emperor entered the pillar, showing the glory of the swordsman's life.

The sudden wind and rain washed away half of the swordsman's body and mud, and he was not stained with dust. Sword, standing; People, do not fall. Die generously, a sword can hurt the martial emperor, a long-cherished wish, a return to the Lord's kindness, as a warrior, isn't it enough? No sorrow, no regrets, no complaints, only the slightest unspeakable melancholy......

The rain is getting heavier, and the mournful wind is swirling in the air, playing a heroic sad song of the end. A sword in this life, a sword is also a ...... Swan song!

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On Yundu Mountain, a temptation came as scheduled, strange and hidden.

Intersect a few moves, eyes meet, and the people in the battle know their own details. Pointing to the sword and fighting the Buddha's palm, but feeling the Buddha's power is endless, it is obvious that a page of the book is not poisoned and incurable as the legend. Wen Renran suddenly made up his mind, and in this way, this game should be a strategy jointly laid out by Su Huanzhen and the predecessors of the page.

The Buddha's moves are flawless, and the artistic conception is detached, like an antelope hanging its horns, showing the style of a grandmaster. Every time he makes a move, it is very powerful in the eyes of outsiders. The people who responded to the invitation were familiar, but they intuitively felt the meaning of their guidance.

In order to prove the spread of poison, it cannot be done too much to make people suspicious. After dozens of moves, a page of writing was faintly black, and black spots gradually appeared. Although there is the upper hand between the moves, it falls in the eyes of those who have a heart, and it is clearly a sign of inadequacy.

After a few more moves, the sky suddenly became cloudy, and a few drops of water fell from time to time. The sudden rain knocked on the green bamboo in front of the mountain, dripping, like an elegy. Inexplicable palpitations hit his chest, and he heard that his hand was slow for a moment.

At the same time, the eyebrows of the page moved slightly, and he repelled Wen Renran with a palm, with a look of compassion in his eyes, and sighed: "The fateful catastrophe cannot be avoided." ”

There seemed to be a deep meaning in the words, and Yu commanded a sword qi to break Cuizhu and fall to the ground, Wen Renran let out a cold smile, and asked coldly: "Where is the calamity?

"The eyes are full of green leaves on the ground, Yundu Mountain is inexplicably misfortune, why did Your Excellency cause trouble for no reason?"

Aoba ...... Leaf...... Ye Xiaochai? The predecessor of the one-page book said that Ye Xiaochai had an accident? Hearing that people's minds changed instantly, he looked up at another page of the book, and saw the change in his eyes, and immediately knew that it was time to end. As if he was deliberately provoking, he said: "Are there still few people in the world who want to die for a page of your book? I am entrusted by others, and it is just a matter of loyalty! Besides, if I can win you a page of books, won't I have a place at the peak of martial arts?"

"Worldly fools, foolish!"

As if it was difficult to restrain the poison, the black qi on the face of a page of the book skyrocketed, and he held a mouthful of true yuan without diarrhea, and the five fingers of his right hand were bent and stretched for a while, and he shouted angrily: "Armor-piercing sharp seven fingers!"

"Hmph...... The purpose of my coming here has been accomplished, and today I will be pointed at by you, and this revenge will be avenged!"

With a muffled snort, he was caught off guard by a finger piercing, and blood gushed from his shoulder. It looks like he was seriously injured, but it was really fine. There was a pretentious sneer on his face, and he withdrew with a palm, and in the blink of an eye, he flew away from the top of the mountain and disappeared, leaving a voice echoing in the air, "Of course, I also hope that you will still have a page of the book!"

The wind and rain did not stop, and not a page of the book caught up, and the poison was suppressed on the spot. The wicked people who are secretly snooping can't seem to fully believe the sincerity of Wen Renran's actions. In order to confirm the authenticity of a page of the book poisoning, the huge phantom body of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Finger suddenly appeared in the air, the black shadow was overwhelming, the evil power was boundless, and the huge palm of the hand was straight down to the page of the book.

Looking up at the plotter, there is no fear in a page. I saw him standing still, taking a deep breath, the dark spots on his face were gone, and the Buddha's power was endless, coming out of his body. If you are holding a flower, the Buddha's light is shining brightly, shining on the earth, palming the Buddha's words, hitting the sky with a bang, destroying the withering and decaying, and breaking through the phantom body of the ten thousand demon heavenly fingers!

One blow is reactive and is knocked out of the real body. Inevitably, the Lord of the Evil Spirits did not dare to make any more rash moves, and cautiously retreated to the agreed place. The Manifestation Demon hurriedly greeted him and asked in surprise, "Heavenly Finger, isn't a page of the book poisoned?"

"Is a page of the book poisoned, shouldn't you ask the Manifestation Demon you?"

"Heavenly Finger, the Manifestation Demon can ensure that the heavens are no longer poisonous! And a page of the book has obviously been shaken before, how can it be suddenly fine? If a page of the book is fine, why don't you chase the Heavenly Finger?"

Hearing the apparent demon answer, the face of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Finger moved. Although the Manifestation Demon has a different heart, there is no possibility of confrontation at this moment...... As if he suddenly remembered something, Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Fingers sneered: "Ha, what a one-page book, it actually pointed out a move in this day, inhaled all the deadly poisonous gas into the body, and deliberately created the illusion that he had not been poisoned. ”

"Huh?"

"There is no need to waste time explaining to you. The second poison enters the body, and a page of the book will definitely die. ”

"Heaven refers to it, if a page of a book is mortal, how should we deal with it, can we wait for him to die?"

"You have to fight the tiger to the death, how can you leave a page of book for a chance?"

The hardship situation is vast, who knows what strange artifacts will appear to save people? A page of a book that hits such a natural enemy should naturally be broken and ashes and cut off any vitality! Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Fingers smiled coldly, and commanded in a solemn tone.

"It's almost the end of the curtain, the appearance of the demon, go and invite the Martial Emperor and the Ghost Emperor to come to the prison pool for a while!"