The light and shadow in front of Song Xiao suddenly shattered, the light reappeared in the world, and the world in front of Song Xiao returned to normal.

Zhao Yuanfeng's spear pointed directly at Song Xiao, and said meaningfully: "Have you thought about it?" ”

"Let's decide the winner with a sword." Song Xiao smiled indifferently, with an inexplicable calm in his eyes, with a fleeting essence.

"Since you are bent on death, I will fulfill you." Zhao Yuanfeng smiled cruelly and said, "Don't worry, after you die, I will also send your little friends on the road one by one to accompany you." ”

"No, it's none of their business, just you and I will die together." Song Xiao's eyes flashed with the light of the burning sky, and he said softly: "Although there is no certainty of victory, it is still certain that we will end up with you." ”

Song Xiao's body slowly dried up, his skin lost its bright luster, his cheeks were bloodless, and even his eyes lost their sharpness.

It was as if his body had been drained, and all the force slowly flowing in the meridians was exhausted, and even the spiritual sea in his mind dried up.

Like a dying man, he has lost all his life force on which he depends, like dead wood.

"Oh?" Zhao Yuanfeng inexplicably felt a dangerous aura, looked at Song Xiao, who had changed, and squinted his eyes slightly.

The spear in Zhao Yuanfeng's hand reached Song Xiao, and the whole person carried a powerful aura that flowed endlessly, and a mysterious light appeared on the tip of the spear, which locked Song Xiao in an instant.

"Heaven and earth are in balance."

Zhao Yuanfeng said with a solemn expression, and suddenly threw the spear in his hand, pierced the void with one shot, and killed Song Xiao.

Song Xiao was still suffering from this scene, and his breath was extremely weak, as if he was about to die in the next moment.

But the sword of extraordinary power in his hand burst out with an astonishing light, and the pitch-black brilliance covered the entire sword body, as if brewing an unpredictable killing power, which was extremely terrifying.

"Don't forget the people who gave you strength and faith." Song Xiao, who was already old and dizzy, vaguely heard the sound of the cold night.

Song Xiao smiled inexplicably, and a series of familiar faces crossed in front of him, it was Yan Wuluo's moving smile in the moonlight, it was the serious color when Salem said that he wanted to drink, the funny color when Zhao Xiaoliang said that he wanted the eldest brother to cover the younger brother, and the firm color of Gu Yuanjiu's death.

That is the strength that Song Xiao has always relied on in his previous line, and it is the treasure that he cherishes very much, and wants to protect.

"So I will never allow it" Song Xiao's hoarse voice sounded softly, with a meaning that only he himself could understand, and that madness that could not be concealed.

"Buzz."

The sword of ability suddenly shook violently, and with the feeling of being in touch with Song Xiao's heart, he clearly felt Song Xiao's determination to do everything.

All the power in Song Xiao's whole body poured into the Sword of Ability!

"Huh."

The black spear broke through the air, and the tip of the spear surged with terrifying mystical power, and under the infinite magnification of the line of sight, two diametrically opposed mystical powers surged on the tip of the spear, but they were perfectly combined, as if the two poles of the cycle were born together, and like the yin and yang of mutual restraint, surging with the terrifying power of destroying everything at the tip of the spear.

That shot Song Xiao has seen, Zhao Yuanfeng's strongest killing move, recorded in the Zhao family's inheritance of the super-art balance gun classics of the strongest method - heaven and earth balance.

But Song Xiao was in a calm mood, still hit by the earth-shattering shot, and did not have the slightest fear of failure and death.

All he had left was resolute determination, the last sword, and the killing intent that erupted from the bottom of his heart.

It's the last minute.

"One Sword Shura." Song Xiao's hoarse voice echoed in the space, and the old and decayed body burst out with an indistinguishable speed, and suddenly met Zhao Yuanfeng's terrifying air-breaking shot.

A shocking awakening fire stained Song Xiao's old and cloudy eyes, just like the earth-shattering sword in his hand, directly slashing at that shot and Zhao Yuanfeng behind the gun.

It is like the light of the sky that dispels the endless long night, like the electric light that pierces the heavens and the earth in a rainy night, and like the last little hope left in the heart.

Everything is in this last sword!

"Boom!"

After a short stalemate, the jet-black sword directly split Zhao Yuanfeng with a shot in the air, and its momentum was unabated towards Zhao Yuanfeng, whose complexion had changed greatly.

"It can't be." Zhao Yuanfeng exclaimed, his body twisted to avoid Song Xiao's all-out sword, which was also the last sword.

However, Zhao Yuanfeng was desperate, the sword was unimaginably fast, and it directly slashed at Zhao Yuanfeng's body that he couldn't avoid.

The rain of blood in the sky is sprinkled between heaven and earth.

Zhao Yuanfeng fell, lost all his vitality, and died.

"Nothing is impossible." After Song Xiao killed Zhao Yuanfeng, his body stopped strangely and said softly.

The shocking blood all over the ground flowed upstream, along Song Xiao's sword blade, and slowly poured into his body, turning into Dao life force to nourish his dry and old body.

Song Xiao's original old and matchless body slowly regained its youth, although it was as pale as paper, it was not as exaggerated as before.

It was the self-replenishment of the self-life after the success of the sword technique of the sword Shura, and even if it was a sword that had used all its life force before, it could still be replenished through the enemy's death.

"Well done." Leng Chaoye's voice echoed in Song Xiao's mind with an inexplicable kindness, and it was the first time Song Xiao heard Leng Chaoye praise himself.

Song Xiao smiled tiredly and wanted to say something, but his eyes went black and he fell.

He was so tired.

The continuous tension of his spirit, the weight of his body and the pressure of life made him fall into a deep sleep.

Song Xiao's tired sleeping face was filled with deep satisfaction, and the picture suddenly overlapped with the scene of the fire in his childhood, as if his emotions had returned to the past, and he had undergone an inexplicable baptism.

A figure suddenly appeared in the smoke of gunpowder, and it was Li Xiaoman's figure, she walked out of hiding with an inexplicable look of surprise.

"Zhao Yuanfeng was defeated by you." Li Xiaoman's eyes showed a strange light.

She has been hiding in a secret place to watch the scene, and only after the winner is determined will she come out and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Li Xiaoman slowly walked into Song Xiao's fallen body, with a little suspicion, reaching out and groping on Song Xiao's body, trying to find something.

However, she was disappointed.

"No secret treasures?" Li Xiaoman said in disbelief: "What is the secret hidden in you?" ”

"What are you doing?" At this moment, Song Xiaoxiao suddenly appeared here, looking at it with an anxious look, and couldn't help but shout.

Song Xiaoxiao saw Song Xiao lying in a pool of blood and Li Xiaoman groping on him.

This scene deeply stimulated Song Xiaoxiao's heart, making her can't help but be vigilant, and it is even more difficult to hide the murderous intent in her eyes to look at Li Xiaoman.

Li Xiaoman's body stiffened, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by Song Xiaoxiao, and couldn't help but turn around and look at Song Xiaoxiao.

Li Xiaoman thought for a moment, reached out and took out the scorching death light gun from his handbag, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed directly at Song Xiaoxiao.

"It's better to kill you first, and then kill Song Xiao, what do you say?" Li Xiaoman smiled demonically.

In Li Xiaoman's opinion, if the current Song Xiao and others are slaughtered, they don't have to waste a single shot, so it is better to kill Song Xiaoxiao first.

Song Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed with a dangerous look, and he couldn't help but smile lightly at Li Xiaoman and said, "You can try." ”

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the two women had unconcealed killing intent in their eyes, and there was a-for-tat intent surging between them.