High seas.

The sea is foggy.

As a sword stream, Ken Eleven's kendo cultivation is second only to Rogue Kenshin.

When he pulled out the soft sword from his waist.

A weak and weak sword like a thin willow suddenly erupted frantically like a storm, thunder and lightning.

"Huh!"

The sword glowed blue, like a blue rainbow, in the air, like a flickering flash.

Straight to the silver flower!

Yinhua's expression changed in horror, and a dignified color floated on her face.

"Bang!"

The green mangs of the sword slashed on the top of Yinhua's head.

But it was blocked by Yinhua and a sword in his sleeve.

"Click!"

The short sword, only half an inch long, made of stainless steel, shattered and exploded with a "boom", almost cutting Yinhua's fingers.

"Yinhua, I don't want to embarrass you as a teacher, tell me where Tang Xuan is, I can give you a good time."

Jian Shilang slowly raised his hand, his thin arm was like a thin stick that had dried up and turned gray, between his eyebrows, a trace of coldness floated out, and a pair of cold eyes stared at the injured silver flower, and scolded sharply.

"Master, you are not Tang Xuan's opponent."

Yinhua smiled bitterly and said in a deep voice.

"Nonsense!"

A disciple wearing the Tao orally, a dart hit Yinhua's right shoulder, and shouted loudly.

"Since you are still obsessed, then don't blame the teacher for being ruthless."

Jian Shilang scolded sharply.

His eyes, sunken into their sockets, were very eerie, and suddenly, a few wisps of cunning light flashed in his eyes, and he glanced coldly at Yinhua, which made Yinhua shudder with fear.

"Kill!"

Jian Shilang shouted loudly.

With a "bang", a sword ray, like a streamer pouring down, like a waterfall falling, cut the body of the silver flower.

Yinhua closed her eyes, accepted the sanction of fate, and said lightly: "The disciple is willing to die, but please master, be sure to let that innocent person go." ”

After speaking, Yinhua glanced at Tang Xiaorou tenderly.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and waited for death to harvest.

"Bang!"

Just when the sword slashed at Yinhua's head, only an inch away.

A pitch-black bullet, wrapped in the scorching firelight, hit the sword like a meteor.

With a "click", the bullet penetrated the sword rays, scattering them into light foam.

At this time, on a boat in the distance, the lion was lying on the boat with a tense face, and a sniper rifle was converted into a heavy muzzle by him to increase the power of the sniper rifle.

He held the sniper rifle to his shoulder, and aimed the black and cold muzzle at the head of Keneli.

The lion is an alien, and he can judge that Jian Shishilang's strength is not bad.

But the lion is confident that with his superb marksmanship, he will definitely be able to suppress Keneli's attack.

The bullets in the Lion's sniper rifle are not ordinary bullets, but his homemade [Earthfire Thorns] bullets. Once shot by such a bullet, there is no doubt that the bullet will explode in the human body, producing a scorching burning sensation, shattering the internal organs of the human body, and causing great harm to the human body.

Jian Shishilang, with his eyes closed, stood on the boat with an indifferent expression, feeling the nearby environment.

Suddenly, the expression on his face stiffened.

He could feel that there were more and more strong people approaching him.

"Yinhua, you killed your fellow disciples, and even notified Huaxia to chase and hang as a teacher. It seems that this time, the teacher is going to fall in your hands. ”

Jian Shilang sneered contemptuously, the expression on his face became extremely stiff, and he scolded sharply.

"Master, they're here for the people behind you."

Yinhua smiled coldly.

She is an island countryman, how can she be moved, so many strong people?

"She?"

Jian Shiyi Lang squinted and glanced at Tang Xiaorou, and couldn't help but laugh: "It seems that the Huaxia Sharp Divine Soldier Group only fights for the country, which is indeed an exaggeration. The dignified divine army group will actually go out for an ordinary woman. ”

"Hehe, master, didn't she really tell you who her boyfriend is?"

Yinhua sneered, a trace of cruelty swept through her eyes, and said seriously.

In her opinion, Jian Shiyi Lang will definitely die in this battle, so let Jian Shiyi Lang die clearly.

"Isn't that Tang Xuan?"

Jian Shilang said coldly.

"Yes...... Killing God, Ye Xuan. ”

Yinhua half-squinted her eyes, a pair of eyes that were extremely deep, and said with a faint smile.

And when Yinhua said the four words "Killing God Ye Xuan".

The expression on Jian Shilang's face suddenly froze, from shock to panic, and finally to surprise.

"The news of his death is false?"

Jian Shilang snorted, but sneered again: "Sure enough, sure enough." How could a world-shattering powerhouse who could defeat me die so easily? ”

"Yinhua, it's wrong for the teacher. As a teacher, I believe what you say, you didn't kill the golden flower. After all, with Ye Xuan's kind of upright and upright man, he would never disagree with others and do those things that people despised. ”

Jian Shiyi Lang looked at Yinhua very seriously, and said with regret: "Damn the Jin family, even if the old man dies, he will definitely not spare them." ”

But at this time.

The thirty-two members of the Divine Soldier Group, under the leadership of Wu Tianlei, surrounded this side.

"I have heard for a long time the power of the centipede, the leader of the Divine Soldier Group, today, can I fight with the old man?"

Jian Shiyi Lang half-squinted, stared coldly at Wu Tianlei, who was wrapped in chains around his neck, and asked.

"The predecessor of Sword Eleven Lang is a famous sword stream in the island country, and his strength is extremely powerful. If the predecessors have to fight with the centipede, then the centipede, it is better to obey the fate than to be respectful. ”

Wu Tianlei's eyes were sharp, he forced his eyes to look at Jian Shiyilang, and shouted loudly.

But in reality, judging by the current situation.

Those island people are all turtles in the urn.

Thirty-two members of the Divine Soldier Group surrounded those island people, all of them, ready to kill those island people at any time.

As long as Wu Tianlei gives an order, those island people will sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Team leader, you don't ...... at all"

A member of the Divine Soldier Group wanted to persuade Wu Tianlei that there was no need to compete, and he could directly kill those island people.

But Wu Tianlei waved his hand to stop the member and continued.

Wu Tianlei glanced at the member coldly, and said sharply: "Remember, he is Jian Shilang and a person worthy of our respect. Even if he dies, he must die vigorously and on the battlefield. ”

Wu Tianlei knew very well that if it weren't for Jian Shiyi Lang here, he was afraid that Tang Xiaorou's innocent body would definitely be trampled to death by the wolf dog of the archipelago country.

Tang Xiaorou was able to stay safe and sound and keep her innocence, precisely because of Jian Shilang, who lived a bright and upright life. No killing, no persecution, no innocent person.

This is the feeling of the famous sword stream!

This kind of person deserves respect.

The battle between Wu Tianlei and Jian Shiyi Lang ended with "Wu Tianlei was defeated miserably and Jian Shiyi Lang committed suicide".

After the death of Jian Shishilang, the other islanders were all killed and buried in the sea.

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ps: The recommended author Yue Potian's "Urban Cultivation True Demon" is very well written.

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