Under the decisive battle, of course, it is the decisive battle~~

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The moment Yang Zheng saw the dark cave on the ground, he thought of the last words Su Yang said to him before leaving: I want to go to the darkest place in the world. He immediately understood that even without Di Qinglin's knife, he would use all his methods to lure Di Qinglin into this cave.

The thin knife spun in a rapid circle at the ankle, blood splattering.

He didn't cut off his own feet, but the fingers that held his feet!

Su Yang's palm was slightly cold, and the palm was light, as if something had already arrived in his hand and flew out of his hand, and the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of his left hand had already detached from his palm.

The severed finger did not fall downward, but as if it was being pulled by an invisible thread, one after the other flew diagonally upward.

This invisible line is Di Qinglin's knife momentum.

Di Qinglin fell rapidly, and the tip of his left foot tapped the first severed finger, and the momentum of the fall suddenly stagnated;

The second severed finger flew to his feet almost at the same time, and with a slight touch of his right foot, his body no longer fell, but rose with force;

At this moment the third severed finger was right in front of him, and his left foot was again, and the man had floated over the table like a ghost.

The most ordinary swallow three copies of water under his feet have surpassed a qiē light skill, almost a divine skill.

When the rabbit fell, Su Yang broke his finger, and Di Qinglin was in the sword.

Su Yang stomped on the ground heavily, his arm shook, and he jumped up with a sword.

Di Qinglin was in mid-air, and the flame on the candle in his hand suddenly split into two pieces and fell to both sides.

His pupils constricted suddenly, and the firelight was zhongyāng, revealing a sharp sword tip.

Su Yang's sword arrived again.

In the last ray of light, Yang Zheng had already passed under the big table, and the parting hook swept across Di Qinglin's calf.

The candlelight was finally extinguished.

At the same time, there was a crisp sound, and the crypt flap mechanism finally closed again, and the crypt sank into pitch black again.

I can't see my fingers.

But there was a voice.

A series of swords, hooks, fists and feet, the sound of ** and **, the sound of weapons and weapons colliding, the sound of squirting blood, muffled snorts.

But the most is the sound of knives.

Like a wind blowing across the grassland, the waves roaring on the sea, the thunder exploding in the air, and the drizzle blending into everything.

After just three breaths, the sound of the knife had already suppressed a qiē sound.

No one knew how many knives Di Qinglin had made, but he could only hear one voice, an uninterrupted and continuous knife sound, strung together into a long whistling sound.

After the fourth breath, all sounds stopped abruptly.

In the cave, there was a light again, at first it was just a small flame, and gradually, the light of the candle finally re-illuminated the cave and the people in the cave.

Su Yang was half-sitting on the ground, leaning on a chair, he didn't know how many knives he had been hit all over his body, his whole body was already dark red, the three severed fingers seemed to be bleeding outward from three springs, the whereabouts of the green steel sword were unknown, and his right arm was hanging down on the side of his body in a strange posture.

Yang Zheng was lying three feet away from Su Yang, his hands were empty, the parting hook in his hand fell far into the knife forest, there was a huge scar on his chest, from the right shoulder to the left rib, the wound was thin and thin, but no blood oozed out.

But he seemed to be able to fight again, and staggered to his feet with the help of a corpse next to him.

There was a soft pop.

The wound on Yang Zheng's chest suddenly cracked, blood gushed like a spring, spurting out more than a foot away, and he fell backwards with his back to the sky, panting heavily.

Di Qinglin was also uncomfortable, half of the white sè pants had turned bright red, a pool of blood spread outward under his feet, the arm holding the candle trembled, there was a transparent hole in his shoulder, and the three broken ribs pierced deep into his body like three swords.

But he was still standing, with a knife in his hand.

"I said a long time ago, you can't kill me, and you can't kill me." Di Qinglin's cold and indifferent voice sounded in the crypt.

Su Yang sat struggling, his face always had the kind of lazy smile that seemed to care about nothing. It seems that he doesn't know that these wounds on his body are enough to kill him for a long time, his two hands can no longer hold the sword, and the person in front of him will kill him at any time.

He turned his head to Yang Zheng and smiled: "I have always said that martial arts only have two words, one horizontal and one vertical, the strong will stand, and the weak will lie down, it seems that it is really not wrong at all." ”

Yang Zheng seemed to only have his tongue moving all over his body, and said intermittently: "I have always thought that working hard is an effective method, but unfortunately we have two lives, but we can't fight for one of his lives." ”

Di Qinglin put the stop on the table and said lightly: "Even if you have three lives, you can't do it." ”

Su Yang asked, "Where did we get the three lives?" ”

Di Qinglin snorted coldly: "Lan Yichen's life is also his life. When I saw you, I thought he was here and would take advantage of the darkness to attack me, but I didn't expect him to be here. ”

Su Yang said: "His absence is more effective, and it will make you always wary." You left at least four points of Jing Shen to guard against him just now, so there is always room for sword momentum, otherwise we are already dead."

Di Qinglin shook his head and said, "The Divine Eye Sword has been undefeated for ten years, how can the Four Divine Gods be able to prevent it." I've left at least six points of Jing Shen to guard against him, and if he dares to show up just now, although I will be more seriously injured, I can guarantee that all three of you are dead by now. ”

"The combined combat power of the three of us is not as good as yours, rather than sending him to death, it is better to keep you on guard at all times." Su Yang said: "It's a pity that what I didn't expect was that Yang Zheng and I were together, and in the dark, we were not as good as you." ”

"Maybe he's already the number one master in the rivers and lakes." Yang Zheng also said helplessly.

Di Qinglin stood up again, as if to say something very simple: "No, maybe, after killing you, my sword skills will be successful, and I will be the first at that time." ”

"When the time comes, you don't have to be sneaky when you kill people." Yang Zheng smiled bitterly: "The entire rivers and lakes will become a tool for you to experience the feeling of death." ”

Di Qinglin nodded, his eyes were already showing intoxication and yearning, and he muttered: "Yes, I will fill the whole rivers and lakes with the fear of death, blood, struggle, betrayal, crying, some people say that this is cruel, but I think it is an incomparable beauty." ”

He turned his head and looked at the corpses all over the crypt stupidly: "Look, how beautiful this is! These are my most beloved treasures, you will all become my treasures, and the whole rivers and lakes are my own treasures! ”

"So we must get rid of you!" Su Yang shouted.

But how to get rid of it, is it just by this roar?

No, it's us.

There are three of us.

Two feet behind Di Qinglin, there was a dead man, the dead man's right hand was weakly held, and Su Yang's green steel sword was shocked and fell into the dead man's palm by great coincidence.

Maybe it's not a coincidence, but even if this dead man can move, even if he strikes behind his back, the sword from a distance of two feet is enough for Di Qinglin to dodge.

It would be nice if this sword was a little longer.

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Well, I promise that the next chapter will definitely not be the next one.

I went to catch the train, and there was a message in the book review area to come back and add jing in the evening

Happy National Day, everyone~~