The slanting sun, the hurried afterglow sprinkled the empty alley. The white light of the pen, the fun, and the pavilion www.biquge.info faded, the long body stood upright, and the black gauze gently danced. The dust on the white robe from the battle just now slowly drifted away, and the robe was still as pure as snow.

Si Nian was swirling in a faint white light at this moment, like a sculpture standing in an alley for eternity. The Immortal Sword was cold, and his heart was even colder. A gust of spring breeze came unintentionally, but the autumn wind was bleak. On the roof, in addition to the four people of Jiuyan, the five gang leaders and Desire Words, who were slightly inferior to them in martial arts, couldn't help but feel cold from the bottom of their hearts, and they were timid......

Si Nian's sword was faster, and there was a qualitative leap. And the amplitude range of the sword that was cut out was also wider. Feng Yue faced Si Nian's murderous aura and deeply felt his changes. Gazing at the eyebrows, breathing evenly replaced, Fengyue had a feeling, which was the intuition of the enemy all year round. He and Si Nian will divide the winner within three moves. He himself couldn't say why he felt this way, but his intuition was very accurate, and he never misestimated it......

Jiuyan and the others looked at Si Nian whose whole body was glowing with white light like a sculpture standing in the wind, and the wind and moon with a rich purple qi like an iceberg all over his body. Both of them were staring at each other with their whole hearts, and now they were both gathering strength, waiting for the moment of the moment.

Jiuyan immediately scolded: "Damn, these two boys have gone too far, do you want to play with your life?!" ”

Mo Chou frowned deeply: "Get ready to make a move." ”

Rising Sun smiled bitterly: "I'm really afraid we won't be able to stop ......"

Han Xing said indifferently: "If you can't stop it, you have to stop it, neither of them can die." ”

Yu Yu looked sideways at the helpless four people, and then stared at Si Nian in the alley, gritted his teeth, and said nothing. It's just a frown.

Si Nian moved, shooting towards Fengyue like a flying rainbow, and the sword in his hand was pointed straight at his throat. Fengyue moved at the same time, although the steps were slow, they seemed to be walking in a daze, stepping on the walls of the alleys, up and down, forward and backward, making people unable to figure out. The two lights and shadows were entangled together, the white mangs were strong and weak, the purple qi rose and retreated sharply, the figures could not be distinguished, the sound of sword strikes continued, and more than ten swords were exchanged between breaths. Si Nian swung out a sword, and the sawdust in the alley was rolled up by its energy, like a flying knife, directly hitting the vital parts of Fengyue's body. Feng Yue didn't dodge, and the purple sword qi swept by, and all of them were shot down. "Poof!" The sound of the sword body cutting through the air, Si Nian used his fastest sword at this time, and the sword body was wrapped in a sword with a murderous aura. Feng Yue hurriedly withdrew his sword and retreated quickly, but the tip of the sword with a strong white light was getting closer and closer to him. Feng Yue finally gritted her teeth fiercely and used her hidden trick to deal with Qing Feng. The entire sword was instantly wrapped in purple energy, and with a low roar, mixed with the sound of thunder and Si Nian's sword, it struck away. Both of them stabbed their strongest swords with mortal hearts.

"! Fight! The three folds of the Rising Sun Cloud Dragon flashed again, and the treasure fan made by King Kong in his hand waved out, and the five rounds of the Nine Colors and Five Wheels of the Da Law were hurriedly shot, followed by the Great Compassion Mantra, and a huge Buddha seal was imprinted on the two of them. Mo Chou Tianshan folded plum hand, and hundreds of handprints attacked on the phantom hand. And the return wind of the cold star blows the willow sword, and once it is used, it seems to be like a willow branch wrapped around the two of them. Suddenly, the whole alley was full of colorful energy, and the light lured people from afar to think that a miracle had appeared. The five gang leaders themselves were not strong enough, and Jiuyan did not let them make a move, so as not to add to the chaos. At this moment, the five gang leaders and Desire Yu couldn't help but take a few steps back while standing on the roof, for fear of being harmed by the strength of these masters. The Berserker Gang leader licked his dry lips, his eyes widened, and he said in horror: "Damn, the deputy palace master and the four of them have released all their tricks, aren't they afraid that Fengyue and that kid will not fight and die, but will be killed by the big moves of the four of them?" ”

"! Why are so many people coming? The fierce eyes immediately saw the people in the distance who were attracted by all kinds of energy, and there was a sea of people.

"Damn, go, go down and stop them!" The general immediately jumped out of the room, and shouted to the gang members, "Pull a ticket for me!" ”

If the leader of the Water Gang, Weak Water Sanqian, and the leader of the Feiyan Gang, Dan Feiyan, glanced at each other, the two of them no longer continued to pay attention to the battle situation, and they had to solve this matter immediately.

The last Iron Blood Gang leader Thorn and Jin Jiang, the owner of Splendid Mountain Villa, also jumped down, leaving only one anxious person to speak.

The entire alley was destroyed, and the houses on both sides were in tatters. The dust and smoke gradually dissipated, but Jiuyan and the others' special moves did not stop the two, because when they hit the special move, they were forced to bounce away by the stalemate of the two. The trick of the few of them is just to reduce the damage of the two of them.

The corners of Si Nian's mouth were bloody, and he looked at Fengyue lightly. Feng Yue's expression was still cold, but the corners of her mouth were filled with a hint of bitterness.

"I lost." Fengyue opened her mouth slightly.

I saw that both of them were holding swords at each other's throats at this time, and the immortal sword touched Fengyue's throat. But Fengyue's sword was broken......

Si Nian didn't have the idea of killing him after the last sword of the two of them was struck, he saw Feng Yue's eyes at the moment of life and death just now, it was an unwilling look, and it was an unwilling look that someone had not yet defeated. Si Nian understood, because he also had that kind of look in his eyes...... If there was no action from Jiuyan and the others just now, which weakened the strength of the two of them, it is estimated that they would have been reborn at the same time now.

Si Nian gently put his sword into the sheath and said indifferently: "You know, without their intervention, both of us would have been reborn." ”

"But the truth is that I lost." Fengyue shook her head indifferently.

"The truth is that your sword is not as good as the immortal sword...... Si Nian barely jumped up, came to Yuyu's side, and led her with his right hand and jumped down. The two of them walked towards the Drifting Snow Villa.

"Wind Moon ......" Rising Sun wants to comfort the defeated opponent Wind Moon.

Feng Yue raised his head, his pale expression seemed to be unusually low, and he waved his hand gently: "Losing is losing, there is no reason to ......"

"But you kid didn't lose! If you continue to fight, you will end up together, and it will be a tie! Seeing Fengyue's vicissitudes of life, Jiuyan couldn't help but roar in his heart.

Mo Yan bowed his head and was silent, they all saw Fengyue's efforts over the years. Seven years ago, when the high-spirited Fengyue was still a young chivalrous man, he roamed the rivers and lakes alone with a sword and never been defeated. Even in the face of Qin Guyue, the number one master of the Huashan faction back then, he was even. Until one day, he broke into the Gusu Rong clan and asked to fight with the world's first sword Qingfeng at that time. He was defeated, he knelt on the ground and held the armrest indifferently, shedding tears of frustration. Since then, he has followed Qingfeng and got acquainted with Jiuyan and others. Although he has friends like Jiuyan, he has always been lonely. He practiced self-cultivation day and night, just to be able to defeat Qingfeng's shame one day. However, he was defeated again, by a rising star. Seven years of loneliness have been exchanged for just another failure? He walked forward in the lonely sunset with his lonely back, dragging a broken sword in his right hand......

With tears of unwillingness for Fengyue, Hanxing watched the lost back stretch in the dusk...... She has always liked Fengyue, and has always silently supported him and stayed by his side. Now, seeing him in such pain, he was powerless to give any comfort......

Jiuyan was about to catch up, and a cyan cloud fell down.

"Qingfeng!" Jiuyan couldn't help but shout.

Qingfeng's indifferent face turned slightly sideways: "You guys go back, I'll chase him." After speaking, Qingfeng jumped up and landed beside Fengyue who was walking away.

Fengyue knew that someone was coming, he didn't speak, just quietly enjoyed the withered yellow color of the sunset, as if this sunshine belonged to him. "Huh." He couldn't help but laugh to himself, was he really like this afterglow?

"Follow me, I'll tell you the gap ......" Qing Feng said coldly, then stepped forward, and disappeared in front of Feng Yue's eyes in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yue's gloomy eyes lit up when she heard this, and she barely lifted her internal strength and leaped away. Two colorful clouds gently swept the sunset, red ......