Sima Qi slowly pulled out the soft sword inserted into Xu Yunfeng's chest, watched him slowly fall down with an expressionless face, stepped over his body in one step, looked up at Lin Wan'er on the steps, and said lightly: "Miss Wan'er, it's your turn next." ”

Lin Wan'er's face changed drastically, what she wasn't afraid of was the heroine or the heroine in the cloak of cannon fodder, in the final analysis, she was just an ordinary person who had crossed over and had nothing to do, and she didn't know how to analyze the situation and weigh the pros and cons, so she could only open her arms, protect Baoyu behind her, and slowly retreat.

With a snap, Sima Qi's leg was grabbed by a hand covered in blood.

Sima Qi stopped, frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Xu Yunfeng, whose breath was as weak as a gossamer, grabbed his ankle with the last strength of his body, he had no mercy, and kicked Xu Yunfeng away: "Your Highness, Sima is already very merciful, so that you can watch the people close to you die, but Sima didn't even see the last side of his family back then, and the bones were not found." ”

Xu Yunfeng, who was kicked hard, was like a fire, and he didn't know how much blood he vomited, he stood up tremblingly, and the blood stained his face red, covering his handsome face: "No matter whether it was right or wrong back then, I won't let you hurt anyone today." ”

Sima Qi didn't look at Xu Yunfeng, his face showed a painful and tangled expression, like a poor man with a thousand words in his chest, but he didn't know how to say it, he sighed quietly, he slowly asked: "Your Highness, what is the difference between good and evil, just now in order to take revenge, you did not hesitate to wave your troops to the Central Plains to get justice for the tragic death of the Suzaku Gate." The sword is pointed at Kyosei. And now, you're risking your life to protect others. You were at the beginning and who you are now. Which is the real you, which one is really good, and which one is really right? Sima doesn't quite understand, Your Highness, can you tell the difference? Which of you are real? ”

Lin Wan'er scolded "nonsense" in her heart, it's not easy to distinguish, about the difference between good people and bad people, people who are good to themselves are good people. For example, Sister Qingzhu and Xiaoxiao, people who don't treat themselves well are bad people, such as Chen Nuonuo and Ouyang Xiaolan, who are annoying thieves. and Sima Qi, who is now going to kill himself.

Xu Yunfeng was speechless, he didn't know how to answer this question, he couldn't tell which was his real self, maybe they were all his real self. It could also be all fake. But at this moment, he knew that the most important thing he should do was to protect others.

Xu Yunfeng, who was covered in blood, exhaled a long breath, and that breath was bloodshot, forming a blood mist visible to the naked eye, and a black gas gushed out of his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ghostly aura was cold, gradually submerging his appearance.

He once entered the ghost path because of hatred, and practiced a ghostly spirit. did not hesitate to fall completely, and now he has resolutely fallen into the ghost path. A pair of black eyes gradually lost the whites of their eyes, and the re-emerging ghosts leaked and rolled, wantonly and wantonly, and the ghosts greedily and casually sucked his spirit, doing their best to turn him into a walking corpse.

Xu Yunfeng clenched his hands into fists, kept conscious, and shook hands gently, a trace of ghost qi on his body turned into a scimitar in his hand, which he threw out like a dagger and stabbed at Sima Qi.

Sima Qi's face was fearless, his face was still a little contemptuous, and the two swords in his hands were staggered, easily blocking the black knife, but the next moment, the double swords in his hands were like snow meeting the sun, eating mulberry leaves, and instantly disappearing and melting.

Before he had time to breathe, another scimitar approached the door, Sima Qi discarded the soft sword in his hand, flew up in the air, crossed Xu Yunfeng, landed gently, and kept under his feet, a fist-sized stone was gently provoked by him and hit Xu Yunfeng hard.

Xu Yunfeng, who was haunted by the ghostly aura, waved his hand and grabbed the stone, which was as fragile as a clod of soil broken into slag, and fell to the ground with a stumbling ground.

The next moment, Xu Yunfeng burst into a shout, forcibly grabbed the ghost qi around him, turned the ghost qi into ten thousand swords, and formed a large net in front of him, and the ten thousand swords instantly fired together, overwhelmingly attacking Sima Qi, just drowning Sima Qi's figure in the blink of an eye.

Even so, Xu Yunfeng hadn't stopped yet, there were ten thousand swords on top of ten thousand swords, forming a sphere that completely surrounded Sima Qi. As Xu Yunfeng continued to output black qi, the black sphere not only did not get bigger, but gradually became smaller, squeezing the Sima ruler inside.

In the end, Xu Yunfeng was exhausted, sat on the ground depressed, gasping for breath, and every breath that entered his lungs cut his internal organs like a knife.

Lin Wan'er covered Baoyu's eyes with one hand and her own eyes with the other, but she looked curiously through her fingers, just one look, she didn't dare to look again, even if Sima Qi had ten lives, he was slashed to death by the downpour of sword qi, and the bad guys died miserably, and Sima Qi was no exception.

"Whew", a gust of wind suddenly came out of the field, and a dazzling light shone out of the black sphere, then the second, third, and fourth beams...... Beams of bright and dazzling light are constantly projected, like a sun that has broken out of its cocoon and turned into a butterfly, making people dare not look directly.

"Click", a breaking sound sounded, and the black sphere finally couldn't support it, shattered into countless pieces, and fell to the ground one after another.

And Sima Qi, who was standing in the center, dragged a rectangular object in his hand, and the infinite light came from here, and the dazzling light set off Sima Qi's face even paler.

Not far away, the left and right worshippers who were fighting with the fat master and the four people instantly forced the four people back, looked at the object in Sima Qi's hand and shouted: "The jade seal in front of you? ”

Sima Qi, who was holding the jade seal in one hand, slowly moved forward, and the seemingly invincible ghost qi retreated one after another: "Yes, it is the jade seal of the previous dynasty." Your Highness, accept your fate, don't think that Sima is just hiding a sword, in order to deal with your ghost raising technique, Sima always puts the jade seal of the previous dynasty on his body. There are countless majestic and righteous things in the world, but if you talk about being upright, it must be this jade seal. ”

Stomping his feet slightly, the ghost qi on Xu Yunfeng's body scattered in all directions, and weakened at an incredible speed, with every step forward, the jade seal in Sima Qi's hand was even more radiant, Xu Yunfeng's face also lost a trace of blood, and he who had been forbearance seemed to have endured a thousand knives, and couldn't help but let out a painful ** sound.

Bending down to lift a cool knife, Sima Qi's face suddenly erupted with a hideous and crazy expression. He didn't hide the slightest, and shouted happily and painfully: "Haha, I still won." In the end, I won, all the backhands and means were used, and it was still my Sima ruler who made a move higher. ”

Clenching the cold knife in his hand, Sima Qi's body was like the wind, swept past Xu Yunfeng, and went straight to Lin Wan'er: "Kill you, and then kill Baoyu Xiaowa." I Sima died without regrets! ”

Lin Wan'er's little face turned pale, looked at the tip of the knife that was getting closer and closer, and closed her eyes. resigned himself to fate, and did not dodge a point, like a big tree in front of Baoyu.

Boom, boom. Thundered......

A loud bang like thunder suddenly exploded from the sky. I saw a circle of giant ripples rippling from the sky to the west of Xiliang Wangfu, stirring the dark clouds in the sky and churning and changing, and beams of sunlight shone out from the churning dark clouds, forming criss-crossing blurred optical fibers in the air, but the light changed direction before it could be extended.

The light constantly folds and folds, forming a colorful light, like the aurora, which is very beautiful. Along with the beautiful light was the sound of thunder that was getting closer and closer. One after the other, connected as one. It keeps blowing up in my ears.

Between the thunder and the light, the figures of the two people could be vaguely seen intertwined with each other, like meteors crossing the sky, falling towards the Xiliang Palace.

Lin Wan'er squinted her eyes and couldn't help but exclaim, speechless with excitement.

Extremely high in the air, the sword in Zhao Jianchen's hand pierced Li Mubai's shoulder, and the blood stayed along his clothes, but Li Mubai didn't seem to take it to heart at all, his eyes were resolute and persistent, forcing Zhao Jianchen to retreat step by step, and he didn't even have a chance to retreat the sword and fight again.

The clothes and hair of the two are flying endlessly, the sword qi is invincible, with the movement of the two, stirring up a chaos between heaven and earth, the two fought from the Xiliang Wangfu to Lop Nur three hundred miles west of Xiliang, and then turned north, until the Tianshan Mountain Range, which is known as a natural danger, and finally the two fought hard with a sword, which was regarded as a sword for a sword.

Zhao Jianchen stabbed Li Mubai in the shoulder, and Li Mubai forced Zhao Jianchen to retreat to Xiliang Palace.

The two of them pierced into the Xiliang Palace's mansion from high in the air like cannonballs, and there was a huge rumbling sound, Li Mubai's face was pale, and Zhao Jianchen's figure retreated again and again, I don't know how many trees and flowers were broken, how many houses and buildings were broken, and finally the whole person was inlaid on the marble, forming a huge groove.

Li Mubai looked at the field, and saw Sima Qi's sword rushing out, stabbing at Lin Wan'er, with an annoyed and angry look on his face, his body swept rapidly, and instantly blocked in front of Lin Wan'er, at this time he was already seriously injured, and he didn't think much about it, he held Sima Qi's knife in his left hand, and quickly used a sword with his right hand, pointing it in front of Sima Qi's eyes.

Even if it was an injured blow, Li Mubai's sword was extremely domineering and powerful, Sima Qi abandoned the knife, turned back and stood on the spot, glanced at Li Mubai's bleeding shoulder, and snorted coldly: "Zhao Jianchen's sword is really worthy of its name, it not only stabbed your shoulder, but also blew up your sword qi, if it weren't for that, I would definitely not be able to dodge that sword just now." ”

Li Mubai didn't answer, but glanced back at Lin Wan'er, and when she saw that she was safe and sound, her heart was put down.

"Lao Bai, are you okay?" Lin Wan'er asked with concern, this was the first time she had seen Li Mubai injured, so she couldn't help but be a little worried.

Li Mubai wanted to learn from Zhao Gan's flamboyant tongue and say, "My son has an iron wall, King Kong is not bad, there is nothing at all, and he still eats three steamed buns in one breath without taking a breath", but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say it, and he held back two words for a long time: "It's okay!" ”

Lin Wan'er exhaled a long breath, since it's okay, it's good, it's okay if there's nothing.

Sima Qi sneered: "Li Mubai, if you were victorious, I would still be afraid of you for three points, but now that you are at the end of the crossbow, with your own strength, are you still my opponent?" ”

Li Mubai looked at the top of the snow-capped mountain and said lightly: "It's not one person, but two people." ”

On the snow mountain, the battle between Wei Song and Fan Heming is also coming to an end, these two masters who can open a sect and establish a sect do their best to fight, and the snow mountain that has been destroyed is even worse, and it is a mess everywhere, the silver spear in Wei Song's hand is as fast as lightning, and Fan Heming's bladeless sword is gorgeous in an instant.

In the end, Wei Song grabbed the blade of the bladeless sword with one hand, and the silver spear like a poisonous dragon pierced through Fan Heming's palm, and the two wrestled together.

Wei Song's face was exposed, and he suddenly exerted his strength, grabbed the sword with one hand, grabbed the sword with the other, set up Fan Heming with both hands, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and the two of them rushed to Xiliang Wangfu from the top of the snow mountain, and all the rocks encountered along the way became powder.

Fan Heming endured the churning qi and blood, and spit out the proverb in his mouth: "Jun, Zi, no, Ke, no, Hong, Gang, Yi!" The words were like thunder, forming a distorted space in front of Wei Song, capable of devouring all things.

Wei Song gritted his teeth and shouted, his eyes were full of anger, and he couldn't take off his hands, so he suddenly raised his head and slammed his eyebrows on the distorted space, boom, the two of them stopped in an instant, and the space around them shook violently.

Fan Heming broke free from Wei Song's restraints, stood in the distance, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his internal organs had already been shattered, he looked at Wei Song, who was out of shape, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

The next moment, Wei Song's entire body rushed out of that space, his eyebrows were full of blood, Fan Heming's eyes were surprised, and before he could react, Wei Song had already pressed on his face door with one hand, and suddenly exerted force, and the two continued to rush forward, Wei Song clenched his fist with one hand and slammed it on Fan Heming's chest: "What kind of fucking gentleman are you?!" ”

The two swept down the snowy mountain, Fan Heming's chest sank and fell heavily to the ground, blood gushed out of his mouth, he reached out to grab something, but he was weak.

Wei Song, who was full of blood in front of his eyebrows, looked at the field like a god, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Tingxiong and Gao Cuilan, and with a heavy step on his feet, the whole person flew up in the air, and the person was in the air, his body was already like a bowstring, and his hands were filled with a majestic breath, and he smashed towards Yang Tingxiong.

Yang Tingxiong forced Gao Cuilan back, looked at Wei Song who was a martial artist, he was not afraid at all, but aroused his bloody energy, his feet sank to his waist, his hands held the sky, and shouted: "Good come!" ”

The two slammed into each other, and there was another loud bang, and a huge shockwave lifted the rocks around the two, splashing countless dusts and submerging their figures.

Wei Song's figure flew out upside down, slammed into a pillar, and fell to the ground, covering his mouth with one hand, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Since the drastic changes in Xiliang Palace, Wei Songlian fought sweet potatoes and Fan Heming, and fought hard with Yang Tingxiong, who was known as the enemy of 10,000 people, and at this moment he supported his body with his will.

The dust settled, gradually revealing Yang Tingxiong's figure, at this moment, his whole body clothes exploded, revealing arms as thick as tree trunks, half of his body was buried in the ground, half of his body was on it, covered in blood, his hair was messy, he had no aggressive posture, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

(Zhao Qian: "Wan'er, what are you doing these days?") I can't see your figure, and I don't even care about delicious food, is this to cut off seven emotions and six desires and escape into the empty door? Lin Wan'er glared: "Nonsense, I'm gearing up with the author Lan Ying to welcome Double Eleven." (To be continued......)