Deng Qi's face turned pale.

The air seemed to be opened by something, and a group of men wearing black straights, red dragons embroidered on the cuffs, and heavy swords on their waists appeared out of thin air.

The two people at the head still had red gold talismans hanging from their waists, and the man who was chuckling was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he was born with a good appearance, his face outlined as if carved out by a carved knife, and a pair of amber eyes had a slight hint of blue in them.

Beside him was a middle-aged man with hanging eyebrows and triangular eyes, gray hair, holding a treasure seal in his left hand and a half-burned silk painting in his right hand.

This person should be the dragon sheath in his mouth!

The dragon sheath snuffed out the sparks on the edge of the silk array, carefully put the treasure seal and half of the painting close to him, and then raised his eyelids slightly, and said gloomily: "Deng Yi, long time no see!" ”

The muscles in Deng Yan's face stiffened for a moment, but cold hatred burst out of his eyes.

Su Qianruo was also stunned for a moment, his eyes were misty for a moment, and then he suddenly stared, regained his clarity, and said hurriedly: "The dragon sheath is a warlock!" ”

Deng Yi nodded and said word by word: "I know, my mother and Fengyu both died at his hands. ”

Suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, Su Qianruo twisted the corners of her sleeves with her fingers in a restrained manner.

The dragon sheath waved his sleeve slightly, "Kill!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The voices of a hundred people rose and fell together, neatly and neatly, gathered together, the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the momentum was like a mountain and a sea. The heavy sword was unsheathed, and the cold light intertwined into a regular and orderly net, as fast as lightning. Cover the two Deng Yi who were trapped in the middle.

It's a heavy sword killing array!

Su Qianruo's hairs stood on end.

The heavy sword killing array inherited from the Wei court.

At the beginning, Emperor Wei Chengwu relied on this group of killing formations taught by the Xie family to defeat 20,000 enemy troops with 3,000 people! Then. As soon as this array came out, it was invincible, and there was never a survivor in the array!

The light of a hundred heavy swords merged into a huge sword, and when the hood was underneath, the qi sword exploded through the huge granite in front of Su Qianruo.

Deng Yi wrapped one arm around her waist and ducked back.

Rumble...

The boulder was blasted into powder, and the ground shook violently......

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The momentum accumulated to the apex made the sword light more powerful than the first sword, and it had not yet swept down. The air has been cut apart.

Deng shook the knife horizontally, hiding Su Qianruo behind him, and his back was as majestic as a mountain.

He looked up at the sky. The clouds are rolling, the earth is shaking, and the sword light seems to gather some kind of powerful power of heaven and earth, illuminating this piece of heaven and earth. How humble and insignificant human beings seemed before it. A soft sigh escaped from his throat that seemed to come out of his soul: "God... Are you going to kill me? ”

Su Qianruo was shaken back several steps, and finally sat on the ground and was shocked two feet away before he could barely stabilize his body.

The earth roared and rumbled, as if there was a desolate beast below that was about to break through its shackles, break through the earth, and tear the heavens and the earth apart.

"Black and white, there is no reason to kill!

Even if it is difficult to live forever, we must also step through the mountains and mountains. Pride is immortal!

Deng Yao, red blood! Chang Yin! Deng Yi. Hold on! ”

Su Qianruo looked at his bleeding lower back, felt his desolation for that moment, and couldn't help but close his eyes heavily, and shouted to the sky to cheer him on.

Deng Yan straightened his waist, thrust the knife into the ground violently, and his eyes gradually became firm, he is not alone, he has to send Qianruo home, he can't give up, Qianruo is the only root of the Su family.

"Red blood! Chang Yin! I can't take away my life even if it is the sky! ”

Draw the knife, face the sword light, and hit hard!

Staring at the smiling dragon sheath and the smiling column in the distance, many fragments flashed through my mind, the good and the bad, and finally frozen.

"Mother! Bongyu! ”

The earth was torn open by a knife, and Deng Yi knelt on the edge of the crack covered in blood, and let out a cry mixed with anger and grief came out of his mouth—

He is like having lost the most important treasure in his life, even if he has searched the rest of the world, he has not been able to find it again, so he has to look at the twilight and cry, so sad and desolate but helpless!

Men don't flick if they have tears!

If despair goes to the bone, the pain goes to the heart, and the heart is broken!!

The Poor Heaven and Earth can no longer see or hear their voices and smiles!!

Even if there is revenge, there is only desolation and pathos!

No one to appreciate!

Well, what's the point of shedding tears and blood!

"Deng Yi!" Su Qianruo shouted, her tears blurring her vision, "They must want you to live strongly." ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the last kill, the remaining sixty or so heavily armored black-robed people raised their swords again, their eyes were red, everyone's vitality was burned to the extreme, and only fanaticism and bloodlust remained on their faces.

The dragon sheath and the column of the dragon jumped flickering and jumping among the dead.

Deng Yan held the handle of the knife tightly in his right hand and slowly stood up. The purple robe dyed with mottled blood is hunting and flying in the autumn wind.

Alive, both his mother and Bong-ok said before they died that they wanted him to live.

It was not only himself who survived, but also the hope of his mother and Bong-yu.

He raised his head slowly, slowly, the last kill of the heavy sword killing array, the immortal god could not return, but he wanted to return!

Hatred was thin from his eyes, like a hidden dragon that suddenly came to life, jumped out of the abyss of his eyes, and locked the face of the dragon's sheath.

The huge chopping knife in his hand slowly pulled off the ground, clenched it, and took a step forward with his feet.

forward

One more step......

Then run!

The dragon sheath and Shu Lie squinted slightly, holding the hilt of the sword horizontally, changing their shapes, and carving the pattern of extinguishing the formation in the killing array!

"He's crazy, he's coming to die!" Shulie said with a smile.

"Does he think he is a combination of Changshan Zhao Zilong and Youzhou Zhang Yide and Hedong Guan Yunchang? Even if the fierce general is like a fight, when he encounters a heavy sword to kill the formation and destroy the formation, it is just beyond his own strength, and the mayfly shakes the ears of the big tree! The pupils in the pupils of the dragon sheath shrank into a cold point, "Kill!" ”

"Extinguish!"

The dazzling light pierced the sky, and a radius of several feet was swallowed by white light.

I saw that there was blood constantly flying, but I couldn't see a human figure anymore.

A sword in the front chest cut off three ribs.

The right abdomen was pierced, and the broken sword was still inserted in the abdomen.

Several pieces of flesh had been cut off from both legs, and the blood was bleeding profusely.

The left arm was slashed again.

Time seems to have been deliberately delayed, blood is draining little by little, and his mind is gradually blurred.

Every moment that passes, every minute of blood flows, consciousness is taken away.

In a trance, I heard Su Qianruo shouting something, but it was too late to avoid it!

There was a sound of breaking wind all around!

It was the sound of a heavy sword tearing through the air.

The blood flowers burst out, his eyes were blood-red, and there seemed to be several major mountains pressed on his eyelids, Deng Yi wanted to open his mouth and say, he was still alive.

As soon as the lips parted, the salty fish imprisoned in the throat spurted out...

An old woman dressed in a white-washed coarse cloth came forward, looked at him with concern, and shook her head suddenly, "Live!" ”

The girl in a colorful Yi skirt embroidered with various patterns of mountains, rivers, birds and flowers lowered her head, and gestured around his neck with a cold short sword, her eyes were round, "Say, do you marry me or not?" ”

In an instant, the whole world went dark, and the dazzling white light came, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and the sky and the earth cracked.

"Deng Yi... Can't die! (To be continued.) )

PS: Deng Yi, don't die!