The dark tide between the two was surging, and Su Yueming's palms overflowed with sweat.

Their swordsmanship and moves were so ethereal and flowing that they couldn't tell the difference between high and low for a while.

The two swords, like two gusts of wind outside the white clouds, the wind blew, and the dust around them flew up, and the two turned up, and the distance was close at hand.

Su Yueming's fingertips were almost cold and numb......

The two swords stabbed out with all their might......

Su Yueming closed her eyes suddenly, and her nails dug into the flesh.

"......" After a cold wind drifted away, everything was still, the air seemed to freeze, and the people around seemed to have stopped breathing.

Their robes were raised high and they made a whirring sound.

Su Yue opened her eyes suddenly, and saw-

Xuanyuan Qihuang's sword was against Murong Canghai's throat, and Murong Canghai's sword was pointed directly at Xuanyuan Qihuang's chest, and there was only a slight difference, and it would take the other party's life.

However, at this moment, Su Yueming's eyes froze, and his heart was shocked!

Prince, danger!

Murong Canghai's moves suddenly had a slight deviation, but this deviation was the distance between life and death.

If the cold blade pierces into the chest, then ......

Su Yueming suddenly snatched the long sword of a guard beside her, and then pulled out the golden hairpin on her head, without any hesitation, and slammed it into the horse's neck!

Suddenly, the horse let out a terrible neighing sound, and it was frightened, as if it was crazy, and ran in the direction of Murong Canghai in a frenzied manner.

The silence in the air was shattered, almost at the same time, and the two men did not move, but their eyes looked at her in unison.

"Whew!" Only the sound of a knife piercing the flesh was heard, and the blood splattered high and flew into the air, blinding people's eyes.

"Lord Wang!" Ying Lie was startled, his heart trembled, and he rushed as fast as he could, his feet were raised high, and he kicked Su Yueming's shoulder hard, and she flew out like a withered leaf and landed on the ground.

"Moonlight!" The prince was frightened and wanted to chase after him, but he only felt a sharp pain in his body, and in the blink of an eye, Murong Canghai's sword had pierced his shoulder, and he held the sword in his hand, and blood was left along his fingertips.

"Your Highness!" Feng Qi hurriedly stepped forward and protected Xuanyuan Qihuang.

And Murong Canghai covered the position of his chest, his head slowly raised, and looked at Su Yueming-

She stabbed the long sword into Murong Canghai's heart!

Su Yueming, who was lying on the ground, watched the blood spray out, and she was also stunned, looking at the blood-stained long sword in her hand, at a loss.

She didn't expect that he wouldn't dodge, originally, she wanted him to be distracted, and the prince would be able to get out of danger.

But, I didn't expect...

He didn't move, letting her stab him.

Murong Canghai covered his bleeding chest with one hand, and the blood quickly stained his hands red, and his purple robe was also stained with blood.

There was shock, anger, and ...... in his eyes A trace of almost untraceable sadness and loss.

"You are really willing, do you think that my heart really won't hurt?"

He looked at her and said.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, a silver light flashed on the side, and Su Yueming only felt that his body had been pierced by something, and it hurt like a crack, and the sky and the earth suddenly darkened.

She snorted, thick black blood spilling out of her mouth, turned her head, and looked in the direction where the poisoned arrow had come from—

I saw that her father Su Buqing was holding a bow in his hand, his eyes were naked and ruthless, but the arrow was the one that pierced into her body.

He actually shot her daughter with his own hands.