A duel of knives and swords!

Jiang An tried his best, all his demonic power was concentrated on the sword in his hand, and he used the Cross Thunder and Flame Meteor together, trying to reach the limit of his speed, hoping to break through Ding Sansheng's attack range.

But in the end, he failed, Ding Sansheng did not use similar methods, he only used one knife, a complete knife!

It seems to be unremarkable, but the degree of existence is very high, and the proof of the existence of the light and shadow can be seen clearly in space and time, with the magic power of destroying the withering and decaying, it cut off the thunder on the riverbank, extinguished his flames, turned all his attacks into nothingness, and then rushed over.

In that brilliant light and shadow, the shouts of the river bank could be faintly heard, but it was fleeting, too short.

The light faded away, like fireworks that were glamorous to the limit, even if they were brilliant and gorgeous, but after they were extinguished, there was only cold dust, and in the final analysis, it was not just a self-deception hidden in sadness.

The riverbank fell to the ground, and the rain kept falling, hitting him mercilessly, as if to wash the wounds on his body.

Blood flowed slowly, appearing from all parts of Jiang An's body, on his face, legs, chest, limbs, all places had deep wounds, Jiang An was already on the verge of death, his breathing was extremely weak, and there was a possibility of cutting off at any time.

But what was more painful was not this, but Jiang An's consciousness, he was not unconscious, so he could clearly feel how bad his body was, how serious those wounds were, and how seriously those wounds had completely endangered his life.

He thought that this was the greatest calamity he had ever encountered, and that if that breath in his chest was gone, he would probably have to close his eyes forever, a situation he had never encountered before, as if his name had disappeared from the book of life and death, and he was sentenced to death.

With his eyes drooping, Jiang'an didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes now, he could only breathe instinctively, looking at the ground in a daze, clear raindrops splashing around, and heavy footsteps sounded.

Ding Sansheng walked over, the rain parted around him, he stopped in front of the river bank, looking at the body that was about to die condescendingly, his eyes were very calm, without any emotion, as if this was just an indifferent wild dog, and no one would be pitiful if he died.

The blue-gray knife floated into invisibility, and Ding Sansheng said slowly: "The potential is good, but it's a pity that your growth time is too short, if the time is enough, you can defeat me, but not now, you can only fail." ”

The indifferent and ruthless voice, Jiang An felt as if he couldn't hear this voice clearly, and he didn't even have the consciousness to resist, maybe he had accepted his fate.

"But don't worry, I don't need your life, you are an important person, at least at this stage, you can't die, let alone die in my hands, I just need to borrow something from your body, don't be nervous, it'll be fine soon!"

After speaking, Ding Sansheng raised his hands to agitate aura, and the raindrops in the air suddenly became manic, and many raindrops directly turned into nothingness or completely decomposed.

The cyan light continued to churn in the air, and finally turned into a square energy body, this energy is not very strong, but the attribute is very special, which makes people's hearts panic, as if it is a Pandora's box that can bring disaster.

But Jiang An can't do anything now, even if he knows that this thing will definitely not bring him any good.

The light dissipated, and what appeared in Ding Sansheng's hand was a palm-sized stone, the stone didn't look special, it was the pebble shape that could be seen everywhere by the river, the light gray was very ordinary.

Ding Sansheng didn't say much, squatted down slightly, looked at the stone in his hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry for you for the time being, but this is also a matter of no choice, I need your strength, and after this matter is done, there will be nothing." ”

Then, Ding Sansheng put the stone on the forehead of the river bank.

The effect is obvious, the blood on Jiang An's face is flowing towards the stone, the scene is very weird, all the wounds on Jiang An's body are now beginning to glow a strange red, and at the same time, Jiang An can't help but snort, coughing up blood constantly.

He could feel that his blood seemed to be burning, as if someone had thrown himself into the magma, his body was in pain, it seemed that his limbs were broken, someone had torn it off, and he was left with an empty head, and the huge pain made Jiang An a little unbearable.

His eyes were black, and Jiang An felt that his life was passing by rapidly, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, and he couldn't do it anymore!

Just when Jiang'an was about to hold on, Ding Sansheng made a move, and his right hand continued to hold the stone on Jiang'an's forehead, but his left hand lit up with a white pure light, which slowly attached to Jiang'an's heart.

This light contains a warm breath, as invigorating as a spring breeze in March, and successfully makes the heart of Jiang'an full of vitality and strong beating again.

But Jiang An was not happy at all, Ding Sansheng was not afraid that he would die, he was just afraid that he would not be able to achieve the result he wanted if he died, so he took action to maintain his life so that he would not die now.

This approach is really in line with his character, and it is like this to Ding Yuer, cruel use, so there is nothing wrong with him treating himself like this.

Jiang An's heart was very sad, he didn't know what this guy was going to get from himself, could it be blood? The blood of the dragon clan is indeed a precious treasure, which can make people's bodies tough, but the effect is not so rebellious, and it is not worth his big fight.

If he wants, he can give him 500cc for free, so Ding Sansheng must have other plans.

Life is in the hands of others, Jiang An no longer knows what he should think, all those pains seem to be gone, he can only feel the blood decreasing, as if there are some special things also disappeared, but he can't perceive it.

But he knew that it was very important to him, and it was also the thing that Ding Sansheng needed the most.

In this way, the stone stayed on the forehead of the river bank for five minutes, at first it was an inconspicuous gray, and at the end it gradually became bright red, as if it had been soaked in blood, and then, the surface of the stone had a small white bright spot, small in area but very bright, with a special smell, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the stone.

Ding Sansheng had always been paying attention to the changes in this stone, and now he saw that there were more and more cracks, and his face showed an expression of excitement.

"It's been done, it's really done"

His tone was filled with excitement and pleasure that could not be concealed, something that could not be seen in him, it was enough to show that he had gotten what he wanted most, and Jiang An was useless.

Putting away this stone that had been changed beyond recognition, Ding Sansheng stood up, and he didn't know what he was thinking, he left a trace amount of aura in Jiang'an's body, so as not to let Jiang'an's life disappear.

"I guess your friends will come soon, you and I have no intersection, I know you must hate me very much in your heart, for this, I can only say sorry, everyone has their own responsibilities, I need to do my own thing, as long as I live, then the trouble will never stop, you can only choose to adapt or change, but I will not harm you, goodbye!"

After speaking, Ding Sansheng looked up at Ding Yu'er in the distance, his eyes did not change, he snorted coldly, and then turned to leave.

Jiang An didn't move from beginning to end, he really didn't have the strength anymore, he could only watch the other party leave, watch Ding Sansheng's figure get farther and farther away, and then completely disappeared in this heavy rain.

And he and Ding Yuer, the two of them fell in the rain in embarrassment, looking extremely pitiful.

Jiang An actually had something he wanted to tell Ding Sansheng: he didn't hate him in his heart, I don't know why, he felt that Ding Sansheng had taken away something very important from him, but he could understand that he was a miracle, so he had to bear the suffering and torture that a miracle should have, and he had already realized this, so he would no longer complain in the face of these pains.

What he wants to say is that the object of Ding Sansheng's apology should not be himself, but Ding Yuer!

She is an innocent person, and now she has nothing, like a battery that has exhausted its last energy, and has been ruthlessly abandoned, which is what makes Jiang An unforgivable.

But he can't do anything now, he can't even turn around to look at Ding Yu'er, maybe he doesn't know what to say when he turns around.

In this way, Jiang Bank's thinking began to spread in the chaos, and he thought about many things at the end of his life, what was worth it, what was not worth it, what should be done, what should not be done, he thought about it all, and time passed bit by bit, and the rain was still so cold

"Riverbank—"

Just when Jiang An was already unconscious, the barrier around the cemetery shattered, and Jiang An heard a familiar voice, but he couldn't tell whose voice it was, so he could only make him smile dismally.

The cold wind seems to have become stronger, making people feel cold to the bone.

The light appeared in the distance, gradually approaching this area, Jiang An wanted to stand up and shout, but he could only wait now, this feeling of being in a desperate situation really did not want to come a second time!

The footsteps got closer and closer, and immediately, Jiang'an heard someone exclaiming: "This is Yu'er, injured!" ”

Someone stopped, and the rest of the people continued to run towards themselves, very fast, almost instantaneously appeared in front of Jiang An, black cloth shoes imprinted in the sight, there was a familiar atmosphere, but I couldn't remember.

"Riverbank"

"Don't talk yet, the injury is very serious, the spirit is damaged, and you can't delay any longer!"

It was a man who spoke, and his voice was very steady, Jiang An was a little impressed, and his name was on his lips but he couldn't shout it, until the man's hand was on his chest, and the warm aura restored the injuries in his body for him.

Xia Qing!

Xia Wushuang's father, why did he come to his own teacher?