At this time, the two people on the field, the gods are majestic, the momentum is soaring, the stars have exchanged dozens of moves, and the internal force of the two people is urged out with all their might, which seems to be endless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the sound of gold and iron, the two laughed loudly, shaking the forest and the clouds, making people ringing and heartbeat.

In the eyes of Xiao Yi and Deng Qiang, the two figures suddenly turned into two shadows, dancing, only to see Deng Duan a little cold light arrived first, and then the spear came out like a dragon, and suddenly ten thousand cold stars, like cold stars in the sky, the stars are dense.

On the other hand, a set of Qinglong Yanyue knife technique in the hands of the ghost shadow is superb, the big ingenuity is not work, the Qinglong Yanyue knife method is simple and unpretentious, the move style is not to fight and defend, the defense is in the attack, and the defense and attack are carried out simultaneously, so that the ghost can easily avoid Deng Duanli's ten thousand points of cold, the two of them are ethereal, and the weapons are exchanged in the meantime, endlessly, like the starlight, the brilliance is amazing.

When Deng Qiang saw it, he was immediately surprised and delighted, and was surprised that this set of spear methods was broad and profound, although it was far beyond his imagination, but it also made him suddenly, like an initiation; The good thing is that Deng Duanli is free and horizontal, like cotton wrapped in iron, both rigid and soft, and seems to have grasped the initiative, and the offensive is continuous.

Although the ghost shadow has unparalleled sword skills, the dragon chant endlessly, and it is like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky, the waves are magnificent, but it is precisely because the attack range is too wide, but it has reduced the lethality a lot.

And Deng Duanli's spear method always attacks a little bit, breaking the face with a point, but the moves are becoming more and more clumsy, less and less, and more and more relaxed.

After twenty moves like this, Deng Duanli suddenly waved his coat and jumped up, but when he saw the light falling like rain, the stone broke the sky, and the spear in his hand emitted a thousand feet of light, and suddenly dispersed, and the ghost shadow was horrified when he saw this, and knew that he couldn't keep his hand. And Deng Qiang next to him had already exclaimed: "A little cold light? ”

"A little cold light" is the most exquisite attack move in the Deng family spear method, this move is the secret of the secret, the absolute of the best, is to condense their own spirit and spirit in one, the spear is one, the spear is the spear, the spear is the person, once used, indomitable, either you die or I die, no one is spared.

Deng Qiang's palm suddenly sweated, and the ghost shadow also felt endless pressure at this time, he even felt the threat of death, and immediately understood that if he couldn't deal with it, he was afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable, so he only heard the ghost shadow's expression move, and shouted: "Okay!" Master Deng, the last move, whether you can take it or not, the grievances between you and me will be written off. ”

Before the words fell, the ghost shadow did not hesitate to meet him, and shouted violently: "Qinglong roaring sky!" ”

In the field, there were sudden shocks, only to see the ghost walking knife, the style of urgency, the style of the move, the fierce resistance, the unstoppable. In an instant, in a knife, it slashed through the ages; In a single sword, all things are gone; In one sword, the dragon roars for nine days!

"Boom!"

Like an earthquake, the mountains and rivers are turbulent.

"Poof!"

A green hazy light suddenly splashed a puff of blood mist, but seeing the red light burst out, Deng Duanli was beaten and fell to the ground, the black spear in his hand flew out a few feet away, and a deep ravine was drawn on the ground in front of him, and there was still a sword qi that continued to dominate.

Then he couldn't help it anymore, a mouthful of blood blurted out, the blood stained his long shirt, his internal organs were wounded, and his true qi was even more scattered, like a rout army.

Deng Qiang screamed, pounced in disbelief, and held Deng Duanli, his hands trembled, his eyes widened in disbelief, his eyes were about to split, and he suddenly witnessed Deng Duanli ending like this, his voice was sad, and tears fell involuntarily.

"Dad, you...... This...... This is impossible, how can this be? He could barely speak, trembling and frightened.

Deng Duanli's body moved slightly, the wound trembled, his brows furrowed, and he smiled reluctantly: "Child, no...... Don't be sad, there is no invincible martial arts in the world, this is the lesson, the lesson of blood...... You have to remember ......"

Deng Qiang nodded with tears in his eyes, he turned his head and glared at the ghost shadow fiercely, suddenly ran over and picked up the spear on the ground, flew up, and took the ghost shadow, he wanted to avenge his father.

Ghost Shadow Yuan relied on Yue Zhi, shook his spear away with a single sword, glanced at him quietly, and said with a look of pathos in his words: "Your father is dying, you better go and see him first!" ”

When Deng Qiang heard this, he glanced at him like a knife, and immediately picked up the spear and ran over to help Deng Duanli.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but take out the few vitality creation pills, stepped forward and said, "Brother Deng, I have a spirit pill here, maybe I can save my uncle." ”

When Deng Qiang heard this, he hurriedly took the pill and said happily: "Little brother has thanked Brother Xiao first!" ”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly prepared to stuff the Vitality Creation Pill into Deng Duanli's mouth. Deng Duanli's face was pale, trembling all over, he glanced at Xiao Yi deeply, his face was bleak, he smiled weakly, his lips trembled, and he said for a long time: "Qiang'er, I ...... I'm no longer able to do it...... Don't waste Xiao Shaoxia's elixir. ”

His voice was so weak, but it contained irresistible power, Deng Qiang was stunned when he heard it, he was overwhelmed with grief, tears rained down, and nodded heavily.

He hurriedly returned the elixir to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi sighed and took over the Vitality Creation Pill, he actually understood that if Deng Duanli had taken a step earlier, maybe the Vitality Creation Pill could still be saved, at this moment, even if he took the Vitality Creation Pill, it was only a delay for a moment and a half, after all, the sword had already penetrated Deng Duanli's body, destroying it in his body all the time.

Deng Qiang couldn't help but feel helpless at this time, this is a similar scene to He Zeng, when he was very young, he hated himself for losing his relatives powerlessly, powerlessly, that time, he lost his mother.

Now, although he has grown up, he is still facing the pain of losing his loved ones again, and his heart is even more painful than before, and he is about to lose this last loved one......

Deng Qiang had a wave of perseverance and hazy tears in his eyes, tears of sorrow were like hail, he hated his low martial arts, hated that he couldn't help, and could only watch his last relatives fall in front of him.

At this time, Deng Duanli suddenly gasped in his throat, frightened Deng Qiang hurriedly stroked, he gasped, suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "pounced" and spurted out a mouthful of blood, as if returning to the light and said: "It is said that people will see people's hearts for a long time, and adversity will see the truth, at this time of crisis, Xiao Shaoxia is still willing to pay such a precious elixir, Qiang'er, you can be regarded as having found a good friend who can make friends." Xiao Shaoxia, come on, I have something to explain to you. ”

"Senior, please speak!" Xiao Yi put away the Vitality Creation Pill and stepped forward.

"I Deng Duanli has been working all my life, leaving my homeland, hurrying for decades, achieving nothing, and now Rong Di is invading, the southern wilderness is boiling, the common people are miserable, and I am fighting every day, only sighing that it is difficult for me to ...... this ambition in this life."