A string of hooked chains flung out of the soldiers' bows and crossbows, striking the furious Su Weiyin, the barbs stabbing into his flesh fiercely, a beastly roar coming out of his mouth, and he quickly swung his sword to cut the chains, pulling the chains stained with blood and flesh off his shoulders.

The boy's fierceness shocked the soldiers, they surrounded Su Weiyin, like a hunter hunting wild beasts, but Anzel was not the beast he imagined, the beasts did not think, they often fell into the hunter's trap after they were injured, and finally fainted from blood loss, and Su Weiyin would destroy all the enemies before he was injured and fainted.

He struck again, with a thousand pounds of wind pressure and thunder, the blood-colored blade sliced through the air, smashing all the chains that tried to get close to him, and the bright sparks rose and fell in turn, causing the soldiers' bodies to separate in the blades, and he slashed all the way, even leaving huge and deep scars on the ground, like a smear of blood that had not yet dried up.

At this time, Chu Yingyang couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was the Su Weiyin he knew, and he sadly found that the young man who was sometimes silent and sometimes whistled and looked into the distance actually had such a terrible side, at this moment he couldn't suppress the devil in his body, and let the devil mercilessly slaughter through his skin.

"Give me up! Chen Baoen, you go too! Kill him for me! I want to see him die in front of this palace!" Chu Xun no longer had the demeanor of a princess at this time, and smashed the blood-colored phoenix crown on his head to the ground, pointing in the direction of Su Weiyin.

"Her Royal Highness the princess will stay away first. Chen Baoen looked at the flying swordsman, hugged Chu Xun, and under the cover of the attendants, Chu Xun was taken away by them from the rear passage.

"Let me down!" Chu Xun was still shouting.

"Aunt Ning, Great Sovereign, you also leave with them. Chu Yingyang took a deep breath, at this time he was the most powerful person here, but he didn't have the emperor's tiger talisman in his hand, so he couldn't mobilize the army outside the city, so he could only rely on himself: "Pass my order, transfer all the warlocks and soldiers in the city, and definitely not let anyone enter this city again!"

"It's ridiculous that you were put in such a situation by a prisoner, and it's a shame for your father. The Great Monarch of the Golden Horde couldn't help but scold.

Tantai Ningsu put his hand on Chu Yingyang's shoulder: "Don't blame yourself, we have three kings here, why are you afraid of these so-called sword locusts, let's join forces to defeat them all from the sky!"

Chu Ying bit his lip and nodded, as if he suddenly remembered something: "Wang, what about Xiao Zhao? I saw him just now?"

Before the words were finished, an eagle-like figure rushed out of the pile of dead people, and just when Su Weiyin was wantonly killing, he heard a long breathing, like the embers after the flame was extinguished and continued to burn by the wind, but it was not like breathing, it was more like a storm brewing in the dark, Su Weiyin clenched the sword in his hand and subconsciously turned around, his pupils had turned into a sea of blood, he slashed behind him with great force, and the angry sea-like killing intent engulfed his heart.

The huge collision sound between the metals resounded throughout the audience, and Chu Xianzhao was knocked back into the pile of dead by him, while Su Weiyin looked at Anzer with a grim smile, and he opened his palm to Chu Zhao, like a god and Buddha overlooking heaven and earth.

Chu Xianzhao, who stood up again with a sword in both hands, had a bloodless face, and he whispered to Ye Wei: "Go! Take your wolf with you." ”

"But......" Ye Weiwei's legs were weak, and the white wolf roared at Su Weiyin, and the latter's glance made the white wolf fall to the ground, unable to move.

The corners of Chu Xianzhao's mouth oozed blood: "Brother Wei Yin...... Why?"

The young man suddenly fell silent and said to himself, "Why?"

"Why...... Why, why ......" he seemed to think, as if he didn't care.

Chu Xianzhao gritted his teeth, his heart was beating wildly, and the other party suddenly laughed: "It turns out that you are asking why, let me tell you why." ”

"Why?" his hands trembled, "Why...... Why...... Why are you and I born princes, why do I have to experience the fate of the destruction of the country and the destruction of the family, why do I have to be trampled on by the people of your country, men have been slaves for generations, and women have been prostitutes for generations? Why?"

His voice was already hoarse, and he clenched his long sword and approached Chu Xianzhao step by step, his face full of tears: "Do you want to know why......?

Chu Xianzhao looked at him blankly, this kind of sadness could not be disguised, it was like a long-suppressed volcano that had finally erupted at this time.

Su Weiyin raised his long sword in front of him: "I need strength, the power in your body, I need to bring my people back to my hometown, I can't do anything without strength." ”

"Weakling...... Nothing. ”

The moment the sword blade fell, it was so slow that he thought that Su Weiyin had stopped at the last moment, and with an extremely beautiful blood line, Chu Xianzhao only had the strength to close his eyes.

There was a figure that suddenly blocked the terrible blade, it was Ye Weiwei's back, and the girl opened her hands in front of him like this, not afraid of the terrifying sword blow at all.

Chu Xianzhao could only look at him blankly, and in the midst of the killing around him, Chu Xianzhao could only see her lips moving, as if she was calling her name.

Time suddenly slowed down in his eyes, the sword in Su Weiyin's hand cut diagonally towards Ye Weiwei's shoulder, Ye Weiwei looked at the sword that was slowly forcing towards his shoulder, gritted her teeth, she didn't even know why she rushed up, she was just a princess who no one cared about in the palace of the Bottle Country, she was just a weak girl who was sent to the Yin Kingdom because she was unable to resist.

What sword locusts, what wars, and what things about the sword arsenal in the west have nothing to do with her, but she just can't watch him die.

If he died...... I'm going to be lonely.

A figure broke out, and a halberd stabbed at Su Weiyin's chest, Su Wei

Yin's imperial sword blocked, and the halberd violently sparked sparks on the iron sword, and it slammed into Su Weiyin's body.

"Fang Tian!"

The pale blue light fell off Chu Yingyang's palm, the halberd roared in the wind, Chu Xianzhao didn't dare to move, he felt the breath of that night again, with the halberd pierced by his brother, Su Weiyin's shoulder exploded into a bright blood flower, and the majestic force lifted his whole person out.

It's just a simple halberd.

Su Weiyin slipped out a full dozen steps, and his entire left arm was cut out by the halberd, dripping with blood.

Helian Qing'er let out a cry of almost despair, and in an instant, Su Weiyin was nailed to the stone slab not far away by the halberd, this huge sound made everyone stop fighting, and the sword locusts in the sky were full of horror, it's bad, it's bad now, Su Weiyin is dead, and the sect master will definitely punish them.

Everyone held their breath, Su Weiyin was pierced by the halberd and fell on the stone slab, his legs shook a few times, and then he didn't move.

Chu Ying held his knees and breathed heavily, it was dark in front of him, Chu Xianzhao held his brother's shoulders and gently put him on the ground, as well as Ye Weiwei, he himself fell to his knees because of his loss of strength, and spit out a mouthful of blood fiercely.

Is it over?

He slowly walked towards Su Weiyin, and a beautiful figure fell from the sky, it was Helian Qing'er, her eyes were bloodshot, and she walked around Su Weiyin's corpse with a limp, Chu Xianzhao took a step back and lowered his head: "Sister Qing'er...... I'm sorry. ”

She pushed Chu Xuanzhao away and knelt down in front of Su Weiyin's corpse, tears slowly fell, she didn't even realize that she was crying, she had never cried since the day she walked out of the big red city, so much so that she thought she would never cry again. The blood-colored figure was nailed to the ground by a halberd, her long hair covered his eyes, she hadn't seen him for a few days, why had she lost so much weight?

"Ahh

Su Weiyin had been talking about returning to the country before, but she had never taken his words seriously, until he worked hard for this wish, she was really afraid, she was afraid that she would not be able to keep up with him, she was afraid that he would be killed on this road, she was afraid that he would abandon herself one day, she was very scared and scared......

It wasn't until he had finally left himself now that the feeling of fear had finally vanished, replaced by irreplaceable grief and loneliness.

She reneged on a promise she had made in front of Empress Xilin, and she had told her that she would take care of him, but she reneged on her promise.

Watching himself the black-haired man send the black-haired man, and the black-haired man saw the underworld.

Su Weiyin slowly opened her eyes in her arms, her crying stopped abruptly, Su Weiyin raised her head, and her blood-soaked face was actually smiling: "Sister Qing'er...... I just had a long, long dream, I dreamed of you and Xiao Nian......"

He stretched out his hand to touch Helian Qing'er's

face, but found that his left hand was broken, and his right hand could not move.

"I'll take you home...... Go home...... Let's go home together. She hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face.

"Home...... Where home is, I can't see. Su Weiyin's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Chu Xianzhao covered his mouth and took half a step back, feeling that his heart was being pulled hard, the nobles and the masses who had left just now came back again, he saw Su Weiyin who was dying, and after breathing a sigh of relief, he laughed out loud.

"Good death, finally dead, you traitor to the Yin Kingdom are finally dead!",

"Shame, shame, shame for sinners, shame!"

"It's an ominous thing that you still have to take so many people with you when you die!"

"Prove by your death the justice of my Great Yin Law!"

The curse reappeared like a gathering tide in the sea, and even more so, he picked up the stone under his feet and smashed it fiercely, trying to bury the two of them with stones, Chu Xianzhao stood up straight in front of Helian Qing'er Su Weiyin, and said angrily: "Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see any of you!"

Even though the people of Lin'an City hated Su Weiyin very much, the third prince of Chu still recognized it, and most of them put down the stone in their hands in disdain, looking at the angry young man at a loss.

The sword locusts in the sky whispered and exchanged heads with each other's faces.

"You waste, you haven't been able to take a good look at Su Weiyin, this is over, the sect master will definitely take a few of us first!"

"Alas, didn't you see that kid just like a beast? Who dares to rush down and take him away, plus there are so many soldiers below, I won't stop you if you want to die. ”

"I can only blame him for his bad life-"

Before he finished speaking, two figures fell from the clouds, which were Guan Changye and Sui Langren.

The people of Sui Lang fell heavily on the high platform, their faces were pale, their right arm was blurred with flesh and blood, and the sword breath in their bodies was gone, no different from mortals.

As for the long night of that Guan was covered in blood, the ghost in his left hand was nowhere to be found, and the god of annihilation in his right hand fell off his hand, falling to the ground with a bang, and the sword breath in his body was already a little bit left.

Sui Langren spit out a mouthful of blood, remembering the scene just now, he couldn't stop trembling, this Guan Changye is really no different from a monster, he had already arrived outside the Heavenly Gate with his imperial sword, he originally wanted to throw Guan Changye into the Heavenly Gate, and let the flame of the gods and Buddhas devour the Xilin Sword God.

He didn't even get close to the Heavenly Gate, where the temperature was like a magma river outside the Lonely Gorge Mountain, and the two fought to the death outside the Heavenly Gate, and finally he poured all his sword breath into Guan Changye's sword.

The Xilin Sword God was fiercely repelled hundreds of zhang away by this blow, and almost reached the edge of the Heavenly Gate, and to pass through the Heavenly Gate, he had to pass through the scorching flames of the gods and Buddhas, and the Xilin Sword God did not enter the Heavenly Gate, but he watched the golden aura come like a mad snake, almost devouring him.

Something unexpected happened to the people of Sui Lang, Guan Changye was not afraid at all in front of the divine flame, his sleeves fluttered, and he was obliterated by gods and ghosts

Loud and loud trembling.

Guan Changye relied on his quick sword, gathering countless natural breaths on the sea of clouds into a line, and millions of white clouds condensed into a high wall.

In the stunned eyes of the people of Sui Lang, Guan Changye threw all the divine flames back to the Heavenly Gate with one breath and one sword!

There was only sword breath by his side.

Black and white sword breath.

Even the Divine Flame couldn't get close to him for half a step, and the starry fire beside the old man was like a god and Buddha, and the expression on his face was extremely happy.

The sword god slashes the divine flame, and the scene is so majestic.

"I will not enter the gates of heaven!" the old man shouted beyond the magnificent gate of light.

The gods and Buddhas were silent.

(End of chapter)