"Ah Fu, hold on, you must hold on!"

Yi was injured in multiple places, and he crawled over from the ground and grabbed the old servant's hand, shouting hoarsely.

"I'm sorry, sir, the old slave can't serve Mr. anymore!"

When the old servant had finished speaking, he fell to the ground and died.

Yi was full of tears, he rushed up and picked up the old servant in the pool of blood, and the endless tears slid down the corners of his eyes and fell to his face, and then fell "tick-tock" into the gravel field.

"Kill Shi Jinlang and Yi, and you will be rewarded when you go back!"

The scarlet giant sword in Yue Miaotian's hand pointed into the air and shouted loudly to the white-clothed swordsmen.

"Whoa-la-"

The tide of white-clothed swordsmen surrounded them again, and they were gearing up one by one, waiting for the heads of Jin Lang and Yi to come up to harvest.

Shi Jinlang clenched his fists, wanting to summon the vitality to come out and save the scene, but the vitality in his body still hasn't reacted at all. To add insult to injury, because of the proximity to Yue Miaotian's location, the sword spirit in the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword was also suppressed at this moment.

In other words, Shi Jinlang is now just one person and one sword, people are ordinary people, swords are ordinary swords, and an ordinary person wants to defeat this tide of white-clothed swordsmen with the help of an ordinary sword, which is not a difficult thing, but a very difficult thing.

"I'm fighting with them!" Yi put down the old servant's body, slowly got up from the ground, and whispered in Shi Jinlang's ear: "Wait a minute, you can leave when you see the right time, I will buy you the most time possible!" ”

"No!" Shi Jinlang shook his head resolutely and said: "Since I came back, I won't leave, and besides, I promised the two children that I would go back safely with you, if you don't leave, I will go back alone and face the children without shame!" ”

"What are you talking about now, this place was done in advance by Yue Miaotian's people, and the true qi in your body can't be urged here at all, you are just an ordinary person now, there is no need to throw your life here!"

Yi sighed and said, "I'm old, you're still young, and the children still need you!" ”

"Master Yi, don't say it, I've made up my mind!"

Shi Jinlang pulled out the ultimate blood-drinking sword, and met the white-clothed swordsman with a determined face.

In the dark night, on the top of the chaotic Tianji Mountain, a round of crimson moon hung obliquely in the air, and the shadow of death shrouded Shi Jinlang and Yi's hearts.

"If you insist on fighting!" Yi walked up to Shi Jinlang and said, "I still have a trick to teach you, the final stunt, the Wind Flame Blade!" ”

Shi Jinlang looked at Yi Dao with black lines on his head: "No, it's all this time, you tell me that you still have a big move?" ”

"Hahaha-" Yi smiled embarrassedly and said: "No way, the apprentice of the church starved to death of the master, don't you have to keep a hand for everything these years?" ”

"Leave your hand, why don't you teach me now?"

Shi Jinlang rolled his eyes, and he didn't have a good airway.

"Why are you still stunned, kill them!"

Yue Miaotian's patience was lost, and he loudly scolded the white-clothed swordsmen for their actions.

The white-clothed swordsmen didn't dare to hesitate, and rushed up one by one with their swords.

"Practice hard and study hard, I'll help you clean up this group of stinky fish and shrimp first!"

Yi told Shi Jinlang the mental formula of the Wind Flame Blade, and then endured the severe pain around him, and raised his broken sword to meet the tide of white-clothed swordsmen.

Shi Jinlang sat cross-legged on the ground, his mind full of the mental moves that Yi had just taught him.

The so-called Wind Flame Blade is an extremely fast sword technique that tears through the wind, pulls the air at an extraordinary speed, and finally ignites the air with the fast sword, and then forms a powerful sword force that destroys the world.

If Shi Jinlang could still release his vitality now, he could easily achieve this realm, but now Shi Jinlang's vitality could not be urged, and only relying on the extreme speed of his body to let the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword pull the air flow, this is not only difficult, it is already a fantasy.

But even if it is difficult, Shi Jinlang can't give up, as Yi said, this move is their last straw, if Shi Jinlang can't understand the true meaning of the move, he and Yi will die on the top of this Tianji Mountain today.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The more anxious he is, the more easily he is disturbed by the outside world, and Shi Jinlang is so confused that he can't calm down and think at all.

"Boom-"

The white-clothed swordsman bullied Yi is a cripple, and one by one they bullied him and humiliated him wantonly, originally a sword could easily take Yi's life, but they used the back of the sword to hit Yi's injured body.

It is easy to be surrounded by a group of people, and his qi and blood are unstable, so he retreats several big steps in a row, and spits out a mouthful of bright red blood mist when he looks up to the sky.

Shi Jinlang couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped up from the ground, rushed up and stabbed to death the two white-clothed swordsmen who were closest to him with two swords, and then he supported the injured Yi Dao: "him. Damn, don't practice, if you want to die, die now! ”

Yi Wenyan, his face was gloomy, and his heart was like ashes.

When the white-clothed swordsmen surrounded them again with swords, Shi Jinlang and Yi were ready to die, the two of them were back to back, holding swords in their hands, and glared at the white-clothed swordsmen and said, "Come here!" ”

"Whoa-la-"

As the two of them wished, a group of white-clothed swordsmen rushed forward, breaking up Shi Jinlang and Yi like a tide, and then the two were surrounded by more than a dozen white-clothed swordsmen, each fighting for themselves.

Just when the two of them were exhausted and almost certain to die, a crisp children's voice tore through the night and came far away.

"Uncle Shi Jinlang, Master Yi, all the members of the white-clothed battle group have arrived!"

"It's Chubby and Fluffy!" An excited smile appeared on Yi's pale face, and he shouted loudly at Shi Jinlang: "Shi Jinlang, it's your white-clothed battle group!" ”

Shi Jinlang was surrounded by more than a dozen white-clothed swordsmen, numbly brandishing the ultimate blood-drinking sword, his body had been hung in many places, and the endless fighting had made Shi Jinlang almost exhausted, but this immature voice tore out of the air, word by word fell into his ears, hearing this, Shi Jinlang's body seemed to be hit with chicken blood, and instantly burst out with endless power, the ultimate blood-drinking sword slashed through a bloody ray and stirred out more than a dozen long swords in front of him, Shi Jinlang jumped back to Yi them.

"The kids?" Shi Jinlang asked excitedly.

"Yes, it's your iron-blooded elites!" Yi said loudly.

The white-clothed swordsmen in front of Shi Jinlang retreated one after another, blood splashed everywhere, and stumps flew around, and the white-clothed swordsmen were powerless to resist the devastating power of this group of sharp knives, and they desperately retreated to make way out.

The white-clothed swordsman retreated, and Shi Jinlang saw clearly the group of children who came in blood, they were holding long swords one by one, and their resolute faces were raging with cold killing intent.

"Uncle Shi Jinlang, Master Yi!"

The fat dun and the fluffy head who took the lead looked at Shi Jinlang, lowered their heads and said loudly: "The rescue of the white-clothed army is late, please punish Uncle Shi Jinlang!" ”

Fat Dun and Fluffy Head took the lead and knelt on the ground, and more than a dozen children behind them knelt down with brushes.

"Kids, get up!" Shi Jinlang burst into tears and rushed over to help them up one by one.

"It's not hurt, is it?" Shi Jinlang looked at this group of children, and tears welled up like broken beads.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but seeing that this group of children has grown into iron-blooded elites one by one, Shi Jinlang really can't hide the excitement in his heart, this is not sadness or despair, but happiness is tears of excitement.

"The white-clothed warband, never hurt!" A group of children said in unison.

"Well done!" Shi Jinlang patted Fat Dun's shoulder, and then patted the shoulder of the unkempt head and said, "Protect your master, I'll go back!" ”

Shi Jinlang hurriedly arranged, raised his sword and went straight to the edge of the cliff.

The tide of white-clothed swordsmen came back to surround him, and Shi Jinlang glanced back that the group of children had already raised their swords and entered the battle again.

Looking at their light posture and neat swordsmanship, Shi Jinlang nodded with satisfaction.

Shi Jinlang believed that this group of children could independently deal with these hundreds of white-clothed swordsmen, just as Shi Jinlang believed that he could defeat Yue Miaotian.

When Shi Jinlang walked to the edge of the cliff with his sword, Yue Miaotian was facing the cliff alone, and when he heard the movement behind him, Yue Miaotian suddenly turned around.

"Yo, don't you think that with the help of this group of stinky fish and shrimp, you can defeat me!" Yue Miaotian stared at Shi Jinlang and said with a disdainful expression.

"Hehe-" Shi Jinlang smiled faintly and said: "Who is the stinky fish and rotten shrimp, it's too early to talk about it!" ”

"What do you want?" Yue Miaotian pulled out the scarlet greatsword, pointed at Shi Jinlang and said, "I have already tried it just now, you are not my opponent at all!" ”

"Not just now, but now I can't say!" Shi Jinlang still has a calm and breezy expression.

"Very good, then I'll sacrifice you to the sword today!"

Yue Miaotian said, swinging his sword and slashing towards Shi Jinlang.

"Wait a minute!" At the distance of the scarlet giant sword, Shi Jinlang waved his hand.

"What do you want?" Yue Miaotian said impatiently.

"I wonder if you've ever heard a story?"

"What's the story?" Yue Miaotian was puzzled.

"Once upon a time, there was a scholar who made an appointment with his fiancée to get married on a certain day, but when that day came, his fiancée married someone else, and the scholar was hit by this and never fell ill. The family was worried about the death of the scholar, so they took him to the temple to visit a monk who had attained enlightenment, and the monk took out a mirror from his bosom to show the scholar, and the scholar saw in the mirror a vast sea and a murdered woman lying on the beach. At this time, a person passed by, took a look, shook his head and left, and then another passer-by came, took off his clothes and covered it and left, and then another person dug a pit and buried the body. The monk explained that the female corpse was your fiancée's previous life, you were the second person to pass by, she had given her a dress, she fell in love with you in this life, just to repay you, but in the end she had to repay and accompany him for the rest of his life, the one who made her die on the beach! ”

"Hahaha-" Shi Jinlang finished telling the story and laughed out loud with a pig cry.

"That's it?" Yue Miaotian said angrily: "You just tell me such a meaningless story? ”

"How is it pointless?" Shi Jinlang said: "Song Yuan, Ming and Qing He doesn't love you, the person he loves is his own sister, you are the scholar in the story, and Song Yuan's sister is the one who finally accompanies Song Yuan, Ming and Qing!" ”

"It doesn't matter, as long as I kill you, he will come back to my arms!" Speaking of the names of the Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, a faint gentle flush appeared on Yue Miaotian's face.

"If you hold a grass, you won't be ten thousand years old, right?"

Shi Jinlang's surprise in his heart was beyond measure, Yue Miaotian mentioned that Song Yuanming's face was slightly affected, which really made Shi Jinlang can't help but gause.

"Why do you want to do it? Two men fuck, do you still want to be shameless? ”

"So what, who decreed that men can't like each other?" Yue Miaotian sneered.

"No wonder you sent someone to kidnap Song Yuan, Ming and Qing's sister!"

"That's her own death—"

Yue Miaotian was halfway through his words, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly,

"Looks like I can't keep you!" Yue Miaotian pulled out the scarlet giant sword on the ground, and said with an iron face: "No one can break me up with Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing, no one!" ”

Shi Jinlang knew that women were jealous, but he didn't expect that if a man was jealous, there would be nothing to do with women, and sure enough, the opposite sex is only for reproduction, and the same sex is the true love in the world.

The reason why his Shi Jinlang asked this was that he was testing Yue Miaotian, Shi Jinlang didn't know that Yue Miaotian kidnapped Song Sarah, the sister of Song Yuan, Ming and Qing, but in addition to him kidnapping Song Sarah because of love and jealousy, Shi Jinlang really couldn't think of others, fortunately, although Yue Miaotian was powerful, his IQ was obviously not enough, Shi Jinlang casually took the words and provoked him, and he said it himself.

Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties are scheming, the city is extremely deep, and now they have hooked up with Yue Miaotian and his Wuyue Sword Sect, if Shi Jinlang wants to completely defeat them, he must first tear them apart from the inside.

Shi Jinlang was still in a daze, and Yue Miaotian's giant sword had already slashed over.

Shi Jinlang raised the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword, and held the scarlet giant sword in the oblique ground, with a "bang", a strong force came, and Shi Jinlang was bounced out again.

Shi Jinlang's body hit the stone wall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword was still suppressed by the Scarlet Giant Sword, but this was expected by Shi Jinlang.

Yue Miaotian walked straight over and said, "I have done so much for him, he dares to betray me, do you think that woman deserves to die?" ”

"Hehe-" Shi Jinlang sneered: "The person who betrayed you is Song Yuan, Ming and Qing, and when it comes to damning, he deserves to die, why don't you kill him with a sword?" ”

"No, his sister should be damned, knowing that he doesn't like women, she even hooked up. Lead him! Do you think she deserves to die? Yue Miaotian stared at Shi Jinlang with fire-breathing eyes.

Yue Miaotian slashed with a sword, and Shi Jinlang turned over and dodged: "Song Yuanming and Qing deceived you, what he likes is a woman, and you were used by him!" ”

"Fart, when I kill you, I'll kill her again!" Yue Miaotian was enraged by Shi Jinlang, and slashed his sword again with anger: "When the time comes, he will come back to my arms!" ”

Shi Jinlang's spiritual power was highly condensed, and once again dodged the giant sword slashed by Yue Miaotian, and the scarlet giant sword slashed straight into the stone wall behind Shi Jinlang, cutting melons and vegetables and scraping off a large piece of rock.

Yue Miaotian has been immersed in swordsmanship for so many years, and his real kung fu is real, and this brute force is indeed powerful, if Shi Jinlang is struck by a giant sword, I am afraid that it will be split into two in an instant.

Shi Jinlang deliberately provoked Yue Miaotian, because Shi Jinlang had heard Yi say that this person was a very well-cultivated person who was not easy to get angry, and he was so angry because Song Yuanming and Qing liked Song Sarah, which showed that Song Yuanming and Qing were really important in his heart.