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Bi Yan looked at Wang Yanyi, who was holding a rusty sword in her hand and standing at the door of the temple with her body straight like a long sword, she didn't know what it was like in her heart, a string in her mind was plucked, and she was silent for a moment, she turned around and walked back, and said, "If you are like this, you will die." ”

Wang Yan looked at her mockingly.

Biyan said again: "If you die, there will be nothing." ”

The expression on Wang Yan's face became more and more mocking.

Bi Yan was about to speak again, but Wang Yan interrupted directly and said, "It turns out that you also know that if you die, there will be nothing." ”

Bi Yan said again: "Meaningless things, why do you insist on doing them? Even if you are arrogant, you can't stop the emperor of the world, in front of the emperor's throne, all living beings are ants, knowing that it is useless, the mantis arm is a car, if you die, no matter whether Li Mu can live or not, you will lose him forever." ”

Wang Yanyi smiled faintly: "I have never had him in the first place." ”

Bi Yan was stunned and said, "Then you still ......"

Wang Yanyi said: "Can't I fight for him because I have never had him? ”

"You ......"

Biyan said that you are too humble to almost blurt out, but at the end of the words, looking at the calm and calm but firm face in front of me, I suddenly felt that it was superfluous to say anything.

"Well, in that case, there is a secret about Li Mu, let me tell you before you die. Bi Yan walked over slowly.

Wang Yan pointed at the rusty sword in his hand, and said with a fierce expression: "I'm sorry, I don't want to hear it." ”

Bi Yan's footsteps froze.

"What's the matter? You want to get close to me, and then suddenly make a streak and knock me out, and take me away? What you can't do, you won't allow me to do?" Wang Yan looked at Bi Yan with disdain, and said disdainfully: "You really, you don't know him at all, and you don't deserve him at all." ”

Bi Yan's expression froze, as if he had been electrified.

She looked at Wang Yanyi and didn't know what to say.

Eventually, she let out a long sigh and walked away without looking back.

Leave simply, without the slightest nostalgia.

Wang Yanyi's eyes, as Bi Yan's figure disappeared, became colder and more aggressive.

The rusty sword was aimed at the Void Emperor, the sword body shook slightly, and the rust spots on it emitted a faint crimson glow, as if it was about to be separated from the sword body, a very strange change, an incomparably strange sword intent sword qi flowed out on the rusty sword.

"Courage is commendable. ”

The Void Emperor looked at the stubborn and lonely Wang Yanyi, and a momentary picture of the past flashed in his mind, and memories from a long time ago surfaced, but they were quickly suppressed by Dao Xin.

As soon as his mind moved, the space in front of Wang Yanyi blurred, and the destructive void dissolved and killing machine swept over.

Wang Yan scolded lightly, and the rusty sword in his hand slashed in front of him in a straight line.

Laugh at!

The blurred space was like a piece of paper, sliced open by the sword, and the power of the void dissolving rolled past both sides of him.

Without any hesitation, the other swords merged, spun and leaped up, turning into a red ray, stabbing towards the Void Emperor.

Turn defense into offense.

A look of surprise flashed in the Void Emperor's eyes.

The aura of that rusty sword is a bit strange.

The spatial barrier in front of him suddenly turned into a void blade, standing on the oncoming red mang.

Chimang suddenly collapsed.

Wang Yanyi's figure flew out upside down, and slammed into the stone pillar of the main hall, and there was a clattering sound of bones breaking in his body, and he was seriously injured at once, leaning against the stone pillar, unable to stand up, dressed in black, stained red by blood.

Blood gushed from under Wang Yan's body, depicting two shocking streams on the white rocky ground.

Buzz!

The rusty sword hovered above his head, vibrating at high frequencies.

The Void Emperor did not enter the temple in a hurry, nor did he make another move on Wang Yan, but looked at the rusty sword with a very strange gaze, as if he was thinking about something.

Wang Yanyi raised his arm with difficulty, pinched out the sword technique, and layers of white shimmer emanated from his body, constantly injecting into the rusty sword.

The blood flowing out of the ground also seemed to be weightless, floating, wrapped in layers of the blade of the rusty sword, and then soon penetrated into the blade, and the patches of rust on the sword body suddenly broke away, and rotated around the sword body rapidly, and a trace of silver light shot out from the original red sword ray.

Shout!

The rusty sword broke through the void and shook slightly, as if teleporting, and suddenly arrived in front of the Void Emperor's eyebrows.

The Void Emperor raised his hand and gently pinched the tip of the Rusty Sword.

Layers of void ripples rippled at the fingertips.

The rusty sword shook, but it was difficult to save, and in the end, it broke free of the Void Emperor's fingertips and flew back to the top of Wang Yanyi's head.

Wang Yanyi's face became blurred.

He held on to the stone pillar, stood up with great difficulty, and with every step he took, there were two bloody footprints under his feet, struggling to the door of the temple, supporting himself with an incredible spirit, and with all the strength and will of his life, he still blocked the path of the Void Emperor.

"Where did you get this sword?"

The Void Emperor spoke.

He realized something, and he was no longer so ignorant of the junior in front of him.

Wang Yan didn't speak, chewed the tip of his tongue, and a blood arrow spurted out, spraying on the rusty sword, the rusty sword that was gradually fading with red light and silver suddenly burst out with brilliant brilliance, and he stretched out his hand and held the rusty sword in his hand.

At that moment, countless things were withdrawn from Wang Yanyi's body and injected into the rusty sword.

"Even if you burn all the Origin into this sword, it will be impossible to urge it," the Void Emperor said, "Take your sword and go, I will not hold you accountable for the crime." ”

Wang Yan looked up at the terrifying enemy in front of him who couldn't be fought against this time, and the corners of his mouth drew a trace of arc.

The tip of the Rusty Sword pointed at the Void Emperor, expressing his choice clearly and directly.

"Wrong choice. "The Void Emperor moved forward.

Even though he felt a trace of jealousy in the rusty sword, how respectful his status was, he regarded all beings as ants, and it was already unprecedented for him to open the net in an instant just now, how could he give Wang Yanyi a second chance?

The aura of Void destruction swept through.

Wang Yan glanced back at the dark door of the temple, but still didn't see the person he was waiting for coming out.

"I'm sorry, I can't wait for you. ”

With a sigh in his heart, Wang Yan's eyes became more decisive and cold than ever.

The Great Emperor?

Do your best and let God do your best.

"Three lives and seven lives, three souls and seven spirits, sword souls are clear, and human souls are clear and ......"

Between heaven and earth, a wind rises.

Wang Yanyi's whispering voice echoed, deep and distant, as if it was the chanting of an ancient elf under the Moon Soul Tree, flowing in the wind in the endless Qionglou Yuyu.

"With my blood, sacrifice as sacrifice, with my soul, sacrifice as the spirit of the sword, with my soul, sacrifice as the heart of the sword......"

In the wind, an ancient and vast power was born.

The wind wrapped around the rusty sword.

The vibration of the sword faded away.

Just look at Wang Yanyi's figure trembling slightly, and there are ten faint blood qi bursting out of his body, and every wisp is a graceful female image, which quickly blends into the rusty sword.

The rust on the sword disappears at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The spirit of the sword, the will of my master, up to the blue fall, down to the Yellow Spring, turn into a guard, open the way, and kill the enemy!"

As the last four words fell, the last wisp of red blood in Wang Yanyi's body dissipated.

The silver light of the rusty sword's body skyrocketed, turning into a silver ray and bursting out.

Shout!

The Void Emperor's face changed, and he raised his hand to perform the secret technique, and only halfway through it, the rusty sword was like smashing a piece of glass, cutting his body into thousands of pieces, and scattering them in the void.

"Cheng ...... It's done?"

Wang Yan's hair was scattered, his hair was like a cloud, and his figure slowly fell to the sky.

Consciousness began to blur a little.

Did you finally kill the Void Emperor?

Is this gate finally guarded?

On his face, the happiest smile in his life appeared.

Time slowed down incomparably, and as he fell backwards, he could even see the stone pillars and palaces that slowly crossed his line of sight, and the sky decorated with pale blue white clouds......

Fall down.

Keep falling backwards.

Until he thought he was about to fall to the ground, a strong arm appeared and took him in his arms.

In a trance, he saw that familiar face.

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, heroic posture.

That was Li Mu's face.

It was his longing face.

He saw that the expression on Li Mu's face was full of astonishment, and then in Li Mu's eyes, there was a strong distress and regret that could not be dissolved, and that kind of eyes was enough to melt his heart in an instant.

It turns out that he still cares about me.

......

Li Mu couldn't believe his eyes.

When he came out of the emperor's tomb, he heard the whispering in the wind, a beautiful and rewarding melody, as if the elf who had lost his lover was singing, and when he rushed out, he saw Wang Yanyi's back, saw the moment when he used his secret technique to urge the rusty sword to smash the man in white with long hair outside the temple, and also saw the hair like an ink cloud that suddenly spread out when Wang Yanyi fell down from the sky......

When Li Mu rushed over to hug Wang Yanyi's body, he saw that Wang Yanyi's face had changed.

The face of the young man with sharp and delicate eyebrows has become a pure and delicate face of a girl who has appeared countless times in Li Mu's memories and dreams.

Wang Shiyu's face.

This Li Mu thought he had forgotten, but at this moment, even a slight frown hit Li Mu's heart in the face.

Li Mu almost lost his ability to think, and his mind instantly became blank as if it had been exploded by a flashbang.

He almost thought he was hallucinating.

Wang Yanyi is Wang Shiyu?

They are...... Alone?

But Li Mu remembered very well that he had paid special attention to it before, Wang Yanyi had an Adam's apple, a beard, and no matter the size of the body, it was still different, but now...... It seems to be ...... Changed back?

So Wang Yanyi is actually the incarnation of Wang Shiyu?

Wang Yanyi.

Wang Shiyu.

These six words flashed in Li Mu's mind, and he suddenly understood.

The surname has not changed.

The last two words, Yan Yi, are taken from each part of the word poetry and rain. So in fact, from the very beginning, the name Wang Yanyi was telling others that her real identity was Wang Shiyu.

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