"I'll help him bandage his wounds!"

Sanmao tore off the fragments of Xiao Lizi's clothes and wanted to help him bandage them.

"It's my turn!" Yi took out the long sword on his back and said lightly.

Liu Lang gently patted Yi's shoulder and said, "Master Yi, come on!" ”

"Hmm!" Yi nodded at Liu Lang and walked onto the competition platform without hesitation.

Wentian's face was a little ugly, Xiao Lizi's change at that moment as if he had been beaten with chicken blood must have been stimulated by Liu Lang's words, but Wentian himself broke the rules in front, and he couldn't say anything at the moment, just looked at Liu Lang's eyes a little fiercer.

Liu Lang stared back, and then raised his fingers on both hands, looking like a villain.

Wentian pretended not to see it, he looked directly at the audience and said, "In the first battle of the alliance life and death sword, Xiao Lizi won; Now for the second game, I will face Master Yi by myself. ”

After asking the sky, he jumped on the competition platform with a shock under his feet, his footwork was vigorous, his eyes were clear, and he looked unfathomable between his gestures, he pulled a sword flower, and said to Yi Shenshen: "Master Yi, be polite!" ”

"Ahh

At this moment, an old man behind Liu Lang suddenly sighed heavily.

This old man is Yi's servant, he usually lives in the Wind Martial Arts Pavilion to take care of Yi and the children's daily life, because he rarely speaks, so Liu Lang is not very familiar with him.

"Old man, is this question very powerful?" Liu Lang glanced back at him and said, "Why are you sighing?" ”

The old servant frowned, he looked at the martial arts platform, his eyes returned to Liu Lang and said: "When I followed Mr. Yi to leave the Wuyue Sword Sect, this Wentian had already emerged among the second-generation disciples, if there was a master among all the second-generation disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect, then he was the most powerful one. ”

"The best?" Liu Lang was surprised.

"That's right!" The old servant sighed again and said: "I remember that when the war in China was in turmoil, the Wuyue Sword Sect fought separately, and the fifteen-year-old Wentian single-handedly annihilated the Fusang Island Country Sharp Knife Special Attack Team of forty-seven people, forty-seven Fusang top masters, none of them could survive a move under the hands of this fifteen-year-old child, his sword was very fast and very ruthless, the sword was bleeding, and the move was killed. ”

"That's how good a fifteen year old is?" Liu Lang said with a look of surprise.

"Hmm!" The old servant nodded and said, "When Mr. Yi and I went to rescue him, he was buried under countless corpses, and the corpses of the people of the Fusang Island Country Special Attack Team who went to follow him buried him like a grave made of corpses. When we pulled him out of the body, he was covered in blood, but it was not his blood, and the edge of his sword had long been rolled together with flesh and bones, and he relied on the bladeless sword, and killed forty-seven people along the way. ”

"A fifteen-year-old kid is really amazing!" Liu Lang nodded subconsciously.

"That's right!" The old servant frowned and said, "He was only fifteen years old that year, and now more than thirty years have passed, so you can imagine what kind of realm he has reached now!" ”

"Isn't that Master Yi dangerous?" Liu Langxing turned around and said.

"If Mr. Yi hadn't lost his right arm, no matter how strong Wentian was, he still couldn't be Mr. Yi's opponent, but now, the outcome is still unknown!" The old servant said with a heavy face.

"Then since you already knew, why didn't you stop him?" Liu Lang said anxiously: "Isn't letting him play like this is tantamount to hurting him?" ”

"I said it!" The old servant sighed, and said in a somewhat low voice: "I have already told him about the list of Alliance Life and Death Swords sent by the Wuyue Sword Sect, but he has always insisted. ”

"He said that he will repay his debts by himself, this is his life, life is in the world, if he does not dare to challenge, then life will lose the original meaning of life!" The old servant muttered to himself: "Maybe Mr. Yi is right, life is a challenge, your biggest enemy is always yourself, if you can't even defeat yourself, how can you defeat a strong enemy?" ”

"To be alive is to be a challenge?" Liu Lang muttered to himself.

"That's right, to live is to challenge!" The old servant said word by word.

"Hum—"

Wentian sacrificed his sword, it was a sword as white as jade, it flew back and forth like a dragon in mid-air, a moment of dragon chanting, such as a jade sword returned to Wentian's hand, Wentian's eyes flashed fiercely, like a jade sword on the sword soared out.

Yi raised the long sword above his eyebrows, and said with a resolute face: "Brother Wentian, please!" ”

On the martial arts field, Wen Tian and Yi did not move, and the two of them maintained a posture of raising their swords, just standing all the time.

The surrounding air began to condense, and the flames in the huge brazier around the tournament maintained a ghostly burning posture that was diagonally outward, as if an invisible force was pushing from the inside out.

This is a murderous aura, a materialized murderous aura that has been condensed and formed, although the two people on the stage have not moved, but in the eyes of the real supreme masters, they have already fought thousands of times.

Liu Lang knows this well, he is a master of killing people with imperial qi, but he is now very worried about Yi's safety, because it can be seen from the exposed internal strength of the two of them that Wentian's cultivation is a little stronger than Yi, not to mention that Yi has now lost his right arm, and his serious injuries have not healed, it is difficult for him to resist Wentian's attack.

"Bang-" A loud bang came from behind Liu Lang.

A wave of weather erupted from the competition platform, and the moment Liu Lang turned his head, Yi and Wentian, who had been standing at each other, moved at the same time.

The silver light on the long sword in Yi's hand skyrocketed, and the white silver light condensed into a blade, and suddenly the long sword more than doubled out of thin air, and at that second Yi jumped into the air like a shocking god of war, and the sword in his hand was slashed in the air, and Wentian's eyes were full of horror, he didn't expect that Yi, a crippled person, would have such explosive power, and it was this kind of big killing move that ended up together.

Wentian was a little flustered, and he was busy with his horizontal sword to block it.

"Boom—"

A loud bang came from the junction of the sword blades of Yi and Wentian, and between the soldiers, a wave of air that was enough to overturn everything erupted, and the competition platform, which was already on the verge of shattering, was completely shattered at this moment, and the scattered sawdust was torn into powder in mid-air, and the flame that was burning in the brazier was cut out of thin air, and the flames that could not be extinguished flew in mid-air and instantly ignited those floating wood chips, and the entire Tianji Mountain top turned into a sea of fire in an instant.

The flames came and went quickly, and the debris in mid-air burned out and turned into a piece of black ash, and the black ash blew with the wind, turning into thick smoke in the sky, and the entire Tianji Mountain Top was black.

The clear moonlight sprinkled down like water, and in the hazy night, a silver ray tore through the black fog and rushed straight into the sky.

"Drink—"

Yi's loud shouts tore from the black mist, and three sword rays as dazzling as meteors splashed a blood mist, which was cloudy into the sky and shot straight towards the cliff.

"Infinite Slash!"

Liu Lang's heart twitched, this is the ultimate ultimate move in the Wuji swordsmanship, at the cost of burning his life, he stabbed out three swords with a thunderous blow to split the sword, these three swords are so powerful that they can break mountains and rivers, but once they are dodged by Wentian, they don't need to ask Tiantian to make a move, and Yi will die of excessive blood loss.

From the beginning of the loud noise to the end of Wuji's slash, the middle time was no more than a minute, no one knew what happened in this short minute, but Liu Lang knew that Yi won, no matter how powerful the opponent was, Yi did it, he defeated himself, and also defeated the invincible Wentian.

Sometimes the master's move is so fast, so fast that you think it hasn't started yet, but it's actually over.

The black fog was covered, the moonlight poured down, Yi stood alone in the fog with the long sword, the bright moonlight sprinkled on Yi's body, sprinkled on the long sword in his hand, the cold cold light of the long sword reflected the clear moonlight on his resolute face, at that moment, Yi was like an invincible god of war.

Liu Lang rushed to Yi's side, patted his arm lightly and said, "Yi, you won!" ”

"Bang dang—" The silver light on the long sword dissipated, and the "Bang Dang" fell to the ground with a bang.

Yi looked at the blood stain that was cut in two not far in front of him, and muttered, "I won!" ”

"That's right, you won!"

Looking at the cloudy eyes, Liu Lang felt a knife-like pain in his heart, the master may have few moves, but the spiritual power consumed is huge, because if you lose your mind a little, you may make yourself unrecoverable. But under so much pressure, Yi Win, he defeated the sword known as the fastest in the world, but the price he paid was to consume almost all of his mental power.

Although he was still standing stubbornly, his body had already stopped responding.

Liu Lang touched it lightly, Yi's body collapsed to the side, Liu Lang's eyes were quick, and he picked him up all of a sudden.

"I'll take you back!"

"Good!" A painful smile appeared on Yi's pale face, and he said in a gloomy voice: "You, what are you going to do?" ”

Yue Miaotian, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, had turned his face into a pig's liver color, he really couldn't believe that Wentian had lost, and he had lost at the hands of a disabled person, this embarrassment made him unable to suppress the anger in his heart, he yelled at Liu Lang's back: "Liu Lang, only you and me are left!" ”

After Yue Miaotian finished speaking, he pulled out a scarlet sword and jumped onto the competition platform that had long been shattered into sawdust.

Here, Liu Lang handed Yi over to the old servant, and then he took out the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword, turned around and stood up.

"You-you can't-" Yi didn't finish his sentence, his anger froze in his heart, and he suddenly fainted.

"I'll try my best!" Liu Lang sighed, looked back at Yi, and then at the old servant: "Take care of them!" ”

"Mr. Liu Lang, can you?" The old servant nodded, looked at Liu Lang with a worried expression and asked.

"Don't worry!" Liu Lang nodded at him and said, "I can do it!" ”

After speaking, Liu Lang clenched the ultimate blood-drinking sword in his hand and greeted Yue Miaotian in the venue without hesitation.

The extinguished brazier was rekindled, and the sound of the "crackling" wood on fire was particularly loud in the silence of the night.

The flames rose into the sky, and the top of Tianji Mountain was as bright as day again.

"I am Yue Miaotian, the alliance leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect!" Yue Miaotian glanced at Liu Lang and said, "You will definitely die today, so I want to tell you my name, it is your glory to die in my hands!" ”

"Hehe-" Liu Lang smiled disdainfully: "It just so happens that this sentence is also what I want to say to you, but an opponent of your level is not worthy of letting me report myself!" ”

"Oh!" Yue Miaotian didn't laugh angrily: "Really? I have long heard Ming Qing say that you have the ability to speak your tongue, but when I saw it today, it was really a mouth cannon! ”

Yue Miaotian withdrew the scarlet greatsword, he raised his right arm, showed the dagger with barbs on the armor of his right arm, and said, "It's enough to kill you!" ”

"Very good, your forced pretending is very eye-catching!" Liu Lang smiled and said: "This is what you said, wait a minute, if anyone can't help but draw the sword, then he is a dog!" ”

"It's boring!"

Yue Miaotian's face gradually became cold, and Liu Lang's churning heart gradually calmed down, he didn't know how powerful Yue Miaotian was, but judging from his restrained momentum, he was not an easy person, Liu Lang had to use ten successful forces to defeat him completely.

Before that, Liu Lang could not have the slightest sense of underestimating the enemy.

Strategically despise the opponent, tactically attach importance to the opponent, and Liu Lang can't miss all opportunities that are beneficial to Liu Lang, so Liu Lang said the above words regardless of his identity, he just wants to use the method of agitation to provoke Yue Miaotian not to use that weird scarlet sword.

"Hum—"

Liu Lang clenched the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword, and the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword in his hand seemed to sense the master's battle intent, and a faint red light emerged from the blade.

Yue Miaotian glanced at the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword in Liu Lang's hand in surprise, and said approvingly: "This is a good sword, but it's a pity that I followed the wrong master!" ”

When the words fell, the figure moved, and Yue Miaotian turned into an afterimage and approached Liu Lang.

Liu Lang clenched the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword, but he had already lost Yue Miaotian's figure in his eyes, and when he saw his cold face again, Yue Miaotian had already deceived him.

Yue Miaotian's left hand clamped Liu Lang's right hand, and the dagger on his right hand was already against Liu Lang's heart.

The ruler is long and short, although the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword sensed the enemy, but helplessly Liu Lang's reaction was too bad, and when Yue Miaotian came in, the Ultimate Blood Drinking Sword had already lost its advantage.

"They say you're a master, but it's a pity—"

Yue Miaotian smiled coldly, and the dagger on his right hand slashed through a cold ray, piercing straight into Liu Lang's heart.

"Remember, my name is Yue Miaotian!"

Yue Miaotian's cold voice sounded like a ghost in Liu Lang's ears.

"Boom-"

A loud bang sounded between Liu Lang and Yue Miaotian, and at the same time, a dazzling golden light burst out from Liu Lang's heart, and the figures of the two people flew out upside down in the opposite direction of the vigorous agitation, Liu Lang directly hit the stone wall not far behind him, and his butt was paralyzed to the ground, and the ultimate blood-drinking sword was inserted into the hard stone wall, and the remaining strength was not stopped, and the hilt of the sword was still buzzing.

Yue Miaotian took three steps back, and the dagger on his right arm plunged straight into the rock layer under his feet before slowing down the momentum. Yue Miaotian's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Yue Miaotian glanced at Liu Lang in surprise, and then looked down at his chest, the clothes on his chest were torn inch by inch, exposing his strong chest muscles, and beads of blood the size of soybeans slowly condensed from the silk-like wounds. The latest chapter of "Crossing into a Rabbit, Online Live Paw Book House" is free to read for the first time.