Zhang Wei flashed and hugged Qin'er in his arms, but saw that the warm fragrant nephrite jade had his eyes closed, his breath was like a gossamer, and blood was dripping down the corner of his mouth and falling to the ground.

Zhang Wei hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but Qin'er vomited a mouthful of blood again, so shocked that he no longer dared to move, but just hugged Qin'er helplessly, and kept praying: "Qin'er, you can't die, you can't die, God must not let Qin'er leave me!" As long as you can save Qin'er, let me do anything! ”

He whispered for a while, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, I shouldn't have said that, death is too unlucky, bah blah!" Qin'er will definitely survive, Qin'er, you hold on, you will definitely survive! Didn't the three of us say we would be together forever? Do you still want to see me defeat Yuan Shu? How can you break your word like that? ”

He remembered that day in Diannong, before he broke into Sun Jian's military camp alone, the two had sworn by hooks, he hurriedly grabbed Qin'er's hand, and the place where he touched it was cold, he trembled and hooked the little fingers of the two, and then the thumb of his right hand was heavily imprinted on Qin'er's pale thumb.

"Now we are pulling the hook again, you must live, you must hold on, otherwise you are a perfidious villain! You don't want to be a perfidious villain, okay? I beg you."

Zhang Wei's tears rolled in his eyes, he wanted to cry, but he couldn't, at least not until he killed the enemy.

Seeing this, Lan Xiang Lan Ying hurriedly rushed over and carried Qin'er back to the back room.

"Tut-tut, I thought it would be some kind of top master, but it turned out to be just a young man who was good at sneak attacks, and he couldn't even catch one of my moves!"

Fan Wuregret didn't know when he fell into the courtyard, holding his hands on his back, and mocked in a weird way:

"Alas, there is true love in the world, what a concubine, but don't worry, although I started a little harder, but I didn't let her die immediately, she killed so many people in the blood department, if I killed her so easily, how can I be worthy of my dead brother? So I just shattered her internal organs, let her slowly rot from the inside out, and then slowly die! ”

"But you don't have to be sad too early, because you will definitely die in front of her, and then let you be a couple in the underworld, just as I accumulate some virtue for the killing of my life, Ji Ji!"

Zhang Wei was already furious, and before Fan Wuregret finished speaking, the blue fighting qi on his body turned red in an instant, and a fierce sword aura burst into the ground, and said word by word:

"I will definitely be able to save her, and you will be killed by Ten Thousand Swords!"

Fan Wuregret was taken aback, he didn't expect Zhang Wei to shoot so quickly, his body flashed to the right, although he dodged the fatal blow, but his left arm was cut open by the sword qi with the belt sleeve, and it was bloody.

He was about to open his mouth to mock a few more words, but found that Zhang Wei in front of him was gone, and then he only felt a pain in his lower abdomen, and the whole person flew backwards several feet and broke through the wall.

Although Fan Wuregret hit two moves in a row, but he was extremely experienced in facing the enemy, he took advantage of the broken wall bricks to cover, his feet suddenly exerted force downward, and the whole person rose into the air, he just wanted to draw his blade, but saw a black shadow blocking above.

Zhang Weiyin's red fighting spirit wrapped his body, facing the moonlight, like a dark night rakshasa, he stared at Fan Wuregret with a panicked face viciously, and said coldly: "Die, Liu Jian Feifu!" ”

Countless waves of red sword qi rushed forward and wave-after wave, Fan Wuregret was in mid-air and could not avoid it, he just drew his blade and blocked it twice, and was smashed down fiercely, but the sword qi was like a wave rushing from a waterfall, nailing him to the ground and smashing into the dirt.

Zhang Wei's eyes were full of anger, and he waved the Junzi Sword numbly, as if he was about to smash all the strength of his body, and the anti-shock force of the sword qi offset the force of the fall, which actually made him suspended in the night sky.

As the last wave of sword qi was finished, Zhang Wei took a deep breath, copied the sword to his left hand, held it in his right hand, and the fighting qi suddenly condensed, gradually forming a trembling red ball of light, and then the bright light skyrocketed, smashing to the ground, "Dou Qi Wave!" ”

The powerful force ejected Zhang Wei upwards for several feet, but at this time, his fighting spirit had already been exhausted, and after a while, he fell heavily to the ground, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand firmly, so he had to kneel on the ground on one knee, the gentleman's sword was inserted beside him, and sweat mixed with tears flowed down his cheeks.

"Qin'er, I've avenged you!"

Slow, solemn footsteps sounded, breaking the silence again.

"You underestimate me too much, Fan has no regrets, do you think you can defeat me with just a few moves? It's really underestimating the blood department, let me teach you what real power is! ”

Fan Wuregret walked out of the smoke and dust, his red clothes were already shattered, but before he was more radiant, Zhang Wei's killing move not only did not cause any harm to him, but made his skills to a higher level.

He walked slowly with the moonlight on his back, holding a strange weapon in the shape of a ring in his hand, and the red light on it flowed, I don't know if it was the residual Zhang Wei's fighting spirit, or if it was like this.

Fan Wuregret raised the blade in his hand, and shouted in his mouth: Red Blood Lotus Flower! The circular weapon immediately turned into more than a dozen afterimages and flew towards Zhang Wei's chest.

Zhang Weimu had enough strength to block the sword with both hands, only to feel a great force coming, shaking his arms numb, and his feet drew a long mark on the ground, but the force on the sword body was quite peculiar, he only felt a sense of relief in his chest, and then a greater force struck, he stood unsteadily, rolled on the ground more than three feet away, and fell heavily into the house.

Since the battle of Jingzhou, Zhang Wei has almost never tasted defeat, and now he has exhausted all his strength, but he can't hit the enemy hard, but was knocked away by one of his moves, it is really incredible, Xiao Ming hurriedly rushed over, took out a Jiuyang Guyuan Pill and sent it to Zhang Wei's mouth.

Zhang Wei sat cross-legged, quickly absorbing the elixir, and the color of the fighting spirit on his body gradually became heavier.

Situ Qing on the side suddenly interjected:

"You can't beat Fan Wuregret like this!"

Zhang Wei ignored it, waited for the fighting spirit to recover seventy or eighty percent, got up and flew to fight again.

This time, he didn't immediately use a killer move, but wrapped his whole body with fighting energy and took the form of a fight.

Fan Wuregret didn't seem to be in a hurry to make a move, he stood in place, looking at Zhang Wei contemptuously, as if he had already won the game.

Zhang Wei's long sword swept and slashed directly at Fan Wuregret's waist, this move was extremely fast, but Fan Wu's move was peculiar, he didn't turn around, but his waist bulged forward at a weird angle and dodged a blow.

Zhang Wei took advantage of the situation and stabbed his sword straight in the back of the heart, Fan Wuregret still turned his back to Zhang Wei, but it seemed that he had long eyes in the back of his head, and on the side of his body, the blade of the sword passed by the silk clothes.

Zhang Wei didn't wait for the sword move to get old, and suddenly slashed horizontally, but Fan Wuregret dodged it again at a strange angle, the two of them were only a few breaths in the courtyard, and they had already exchanged more than ten moves, Zhang Wei became more and more anxious the more he fought, and he actually adopted the way of fighting for his life, only attacking and not defending, it was a move that was as fast as a move, and a move was as ruthless as a move, but Fan Wuregret just dodged left and right, and did not fight back.

Zhang Wei was eager for revenge, and couldn't help but open and close his moves, killing and slashing, and the gentleman's sword wrapped in vindictive spirit danced vigorously, blowing the grass and shrubs to the ground.

And Fan Wuregret is like a small boat in the stormy waves, no matter how surging the waves are, it just drifts with the waves, but there is no decline in the slightest.

The two sides fought for more than 30 years, and Zhang Wei only felt that his fighting spirit was losing very quickly, and the red fighting spirit gradually faded.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Fan Wuregret's mouth, and he kicked out a kick when he saw the flaw, and actually knocked Zhang Wei out of the room, and fell into the room where Situ Qing was held again.

Zhang Wei was about to get up and fight again, but was stopped by the tied Situ Qing:

"If you come nonsense again, not only will you not be able to avenge Miss Qin'er, but you will give your life in vain!"

Zhang Wei snorted coldly: "Qin'er was injured because of me, what does it matter if I take this life?" ”

Situ Qing patiently persuaded: "It's harmless for you to die yourself, but have you ever thought that after you die, Fan Wuregret will kill none of the sisters next door, and of course this child!" ”

Zhang Wei was stunned, a little sober, and asked: "Even if what you said is right, but your kung fu is not as good as mine, what can you do to defeat the enemy?" ”

Situ Qing said proudly: "Because I know the blood department, I know Fan Wuregret and his blood ring even better!" The Blood Department is a full-time assassination organization under Yuan Shao, they only obey Yuan Shao's orders, all of them are cold-blooded killers, in their eyes, no matter men, women and children, they are no different from livestock! ”

"Fan Wuregret himself is not a martial arts leader, and he is not as powerful as you felt when you fought just now. The reason why he can defeat you is because of the blood ring! The Blood Ring is the Horcrux that all killers dream of, and there are only two in the world, and unfortunately, Fan Wuregret has one of them. ”

"You should understand that the Horcrux is for its master, and if the fighting spirit is incompatible, it will inevitably get in the way, and the result will be half the effort. The same goes for the Blood Ring, but it has a feature that can absorb the opponent's fighting energy. Your Dou Qi is open and outward, which is naturally suitable for blood ring absorption, and Fan Wuregret can temporarily absorb part of the Dou Qi for his own use, so one side will benefit the other, although you are stronger than him in terms of kung fu and the purity of your Dou Qi, but the longer the battle drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for you! ”

Xiao Ming looked at Situ Qing in surprise, as if he was looking at a stranger:

"How do you know so much? And even if you know, why do you tell us? Don't you want that bad guy to kill us all and avenge you? ”

Situ Qing smiled:

"As I said, if he kills you, if he kills you, will he keep me alive?"

Xiao Ming smiled: "That's what you said, it seems that you are not stupid?" ”

Situ Qing smiled and looked at Zhang Wei meaningfully: "If you want to kill him, you have to be like the big guy before, restrain your fighting spirit, and resist the enemy with a sword!" ”

When Zhang Wei heard these eight words, he was like an enlightenment, his eyes lit up, and he slowly stood up.

Situ Qing looked at Fan Wuregret, who was slowly approaching, and the two looked at each other, the former showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, but the latter was stunned.

At this moment, a thunderbolt appeared out of thin air: "Fan has no regrets!" You take your life! ”