The two swords come out together, and there is no way to avoid it.

Hua Sheng's kung fu is not weak, but Yan Murong's speed is even faster. In the blink of an eye, his sword blade had already stabbed Hua Sheng's chest, but Hua Sheng was slightly on the side of his body at this critical moment, and at the moment when Yan Murong stabbed his sword, he reached out his hand and grabbed it directly on the soft sword, and at the same time, the soft sword in his hand swung sharply to block the old man's barbed sword.

"Bang!"

Yan Murong was kicked in the chest by Hua Sheng, and even the person flew backwards with the sword, and the old man's falling force also kicked Hua Sheng's shoulder, and his body fell lightly beside Yan Murong.

"Are you alright?" The old man stared at Hua Sheng with sharp eyes, and asked Yan Murong without looking back.

"It's fine." Yan Murong grinned and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth. "It's nothing compared to you abusing me to death."

The old man should not, his eyes were still staring at Hua Sheng, and he slowly spoke, spitting out three words. "Why?"

"There's no why." Hua Sheng sneered. "Miao Jiang, if you want to blame it, blame this world, I'm sorry for me-what? Are you going to kill me? Hmph, I taught you medical skills, and I also taught you kung fu, can you kill me? ”

The old man was silent for a long time before he spoke quietly. "I want to try."

Yan Murong almost laughed out loud, this old man who usually doesn't smile and pretends to be cool to the end would actually say such a cold humor at this time.

After thinking about it, he couldn't laugh anymore - what a cruel and heart-wrenching thing is this that master and apprentice kill each other?

However, thinking about it from another perspective, it was not difficult for Yan Murong to understand the anger under the old man's calm expression. The revenge of destroying the door must be avenged, and the thirty years of exile in other places are all due to him. What about master and apprentice? In the face of great hatred, any affection has long been wiped out. All that's left is to never die.

"Then let's try it." The corners of Hua Sheng's mouth curled slightly, the soft sword in his hand shook, and let out a soft "buzz" sound, and then—then he turned around and ran.

Yes, he did. No matter how high his martial arts are, his age is also a problem, and in the face of the double attack of the old man and Yan Murong, he is not sure how to deal with it, and running away is the only choice.

This is exactly what the old man taught Yan Murong - if you can't beat it, just run.

Yan Murong looked stunned, thinking to himself, this trick of feelings is still passed down from ancestors.

After a short period of stunnedness, Yan Murong was about to raise his sword to catch up, but was stopped by the old man stretching out an arm.

"Aren't you going to kill him? Just let him run? Yan Murong asked strangely.

"He's mine." The old man said expressionlessly, and then, with a flicker, he chased after him with a sword.

Looking at the old man's back, Yan Murong opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything after all, but when he saw the direction in which the old man was chasing, he always had a bad premonition in his heart.

The battle in the small courtyard was still fierce, although the three people brought by the god of death were powerful, but Hu Mu and the three were not vegetarians, in the blink of an eye, Hu Mu relied on an almost invincible strength to kill one, the little snake also poured one with poison, and the remaining one was also embarrassed in the face of the siege of the three masters. Only King Kong and the Grim Reaper are still fighting. From time to time, there was a collision of punches and fists and feet in the battle circle, and the speed of both of them was also extremely fast, completely fist-to-flesh offensive play, without any defense at all.

Yan Murong knew that he couldn't join at this time, so he sighed secretly, and walked to Kronos's side, turned him over, and made him lie flat on the ground.

"Dead and blind? What a grievance. Looking at Kronos's still wide open eyes, Yan Murong said with a sigh.

"I-I'm not dead." Kronos said with difficulty.

"Not dead?" Yan Murong was slightly stunned, then his expression became strange, and after thinking about it, he asked. "You--this is a good deed to learn from Lei Feng?"

"You can't die." Kronos said.

"yes, I can't die." Yan Murong nodded approvingly. "I have so much money, such a great grandfather, a wife, and several lovers, how can I be willing to die? -- I've had enough of being abused in the first half of my life, and I'm going to be happy in the second half of my life. ”

"You can't die." Kronos's face became paler and paler, and he said with almost all his strength. "It's over, it's time for it to end."

"You're pathetic." Yan Murong shook his head and sighed lightly. "The poor ones have made me sympathetic - I was hesitant to mend the knife just now, and now I have changed my mind."

"I can't die, and neither can you." Yan Murong said with a firm expression.

"Why?" Kronos tried to open his eyes, looking at Yan Murong's eyes full of surprise.

"Because—" Yan Murong pursed her lips. "Because you saved my life. Our Yan family, if there is revenge, we will revenge, and if we have kindness, we will also revenge. ”

"It's good, it's good, haha, I'm still alive." Kronos laughed, and as soon as he laughed twice, his mouth couldn't stop vomiting blood, and he had to close his mouth and breathe hard.

Someone has asked, how can I live longer?

Someone replied, keep breathing, don't breathe.

The battle between Hu Mu and the three of them has ended, and the battle between King Kong and the Grim Reaper continues.

But at this moment, a dull voice suddenly came into everyone's ears, and suddenly, Yan Murong's face changed greatly.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

A series of explosions came from a distance, and when I looked up, there were flames on Phoenix Mountain.

"Old man." Yan Murong exclaimed in surprise and was about to run towards the mountain, but was stopped by Hu Mu and hugged him.

"Let go of me, Hu Mu, I beg you, let go of me, the old man is still on it." Yan Murong struggled hard, his voice already trembling.

"Dangerous." Hu Mu's deep voice rang in his ears.

"Let go of me, please." Yan Murong shouted unwillingly, but he was never able to ask Hu Mu's arm. The roots of the forehead were bulging, and large tears fell from the eyes.

Behind this small courtyard is Phoenix Mountain, he should have thought that Huasheng would have a back move, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of back move that will end up together.

When the explosion came, King Kong and the Grim Reaper also stopped fighting, and the two of them distanced themselves, and their eyes also looked at Phoenix Mountain not far away.

"Oops, there's water on the mountain?" Hu Mu listened attentively, and his face changed.

"It looks like we can't fight today." The Grim Reaper looked at the dark Phoenix Mountain, looked at King Kong and said. "Fight again today?"

"Fight again another day." King Kong nodded, and only looked at Hu Mu and said until he watched the figure of the god of death disappear. "Stun him and take someone away."

"Boom—"

Two minutes later, the mudslide crashed, and the brightly lit Phoenix Villa fell into darkness - PS: This is the ending of the first version, I thought about it, and I still think it's best to use this way, after all, the unknown is exciting, isn't it? Tomorrow, the ending of the second edition will be delivered, or rather, the follow-up to this one.