The dark purple blade slashed the throat of the last man—and when the blood splattered out, it was blocked by the slightly twisted blade, and the blood slid down the blade, and for a moment, not a single point could still be on the sword.

The sword in the man's hand was still trying to swing at Yi Yun.

In his eyes, tears welled up, not sadness, but humiliation. Well, so hard...... What a long time, there have been many, beautiful women's faces flashed in his mind one by one, once every one of them, there was the possibility of holding hands, but in order to move forward, for the sake of martial arts, he forced himself to give up the idea of love, but resolutely took up arms, resolutely continued the endless boring, boring self-cultivation.

The internal strength has been unable to gather, and the sword that has not yet been used has no power from the beginning of the move, and the speed has dropped significantly, such a power is impossible to break through other people's body protection true qi, and even a novice's body protection true qi may not be able to break through, there is no doubt that this is a futile sword, even a novice can calmly avoid it.

However, the sword slashed at Yi Yun's body......

The protective true qi on Yi Yun's body also disappeared at the same time, and this sword slashed at Yi Yun's body.

The suit was slightly concave due to the force, but the sharp blade did not cause any damage to the suit.

Yi Yun stared at the last enemy beside him expressionlessly, blood spurting from his throat, and he was about to die, but he was excited because this sword could be slashed.

More tears welled up in the man's eyes, and he smiled because he was excited. He was the last, and so far, so many people have died, so many people...... But no one could touch even a single hair of Yi Yun. But. He did it. His weapon slashed at Yi Yun's body, though it didn't do any damage.

"Why ......" smiled, his anger suddenly disappeared, but he was still full of unwillingness. I tried my best to ask this sentence. It is rare for someone to be able to speak in the middle of the throat. He was dying, that was his last question, and it was also the question that many corpses piled up in the temple had not long ago. Why? Why did they work so hard, everyone worked so hard, and so many people added up to their efforts, in exchange for such a result? Because of the position? The efforts of so many people add up, but there is no room to struggle under Yiyun's sword? No—not fair!

The man's smile faded, and tears rolled across his resolute face, and he swore that this was the first time he had shed tears since he set foot in the rivers and lakes. He no longer had anyone else to ask, and even more so because he felt that he could ask about the enemies who killed him and killed many of his fellow disciples and Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Evil Buddha. Because he couldn't have slashed this sword, just because Yi Yun didn't dodge; If that is the futility of mocking him. He couldn't find any victorious smugness on Yiyun's face. He felt that perhaps this man had been moved, and thus fulfilled the long-cherished wish of many people like him in this battle - even if he met him once, even once, even once!

Yi Yun looked at the man with an expressionless face holding the weapon, along his shoulder, slipping and falling to the ground, but his gaze was still full of expectation and sorrow staring at him unblinkingly, he was dying, he knew, so he was more eager to be able to get his response. Why not dodge? Because Yi Yun knew that this person's sword could not damage the battle suit of thousands of mountains and clouds; Why not dodge? Because it doesn't matter if you dodge or not; Why not dodge? Perhaps, there is an irrational reason at work......

"You bleed sweat, and I bleed." When the Beiluo Zixiao Sword slowly entered the sheath, Yi Yun looked expressionlessly at the face of the last enemy whose eyes were gradually dimming and was about to be completely exhausted, he was not afraid to see the death of his opponent, because he had already crossed this mental demon barrier. "Will it be better?"

There was no answer, and the man could no longer speak, and his gaze dimmed completely...... But when he was dying, he had a strange smile on his face, was that a response?

The Arhat Hall is full of corpses, except for the last person who was killed, there is no relatively complete corpse, the wound of the destruction of the enemy killed by the sword qi is too strong, the power of multiple sword strength is like this, and the person who is directly killed with the sword can control the power perfectly, and there is no need for any unnecessary power consumption.

The Arhat Hall was filled with a strong, bloody smell.

When Yi Yun walked out of the Luohan Hall with the scabbard in hand, the night sky, a waning moon hung high, and the stars were vague.

The lonely star in the far north shines with a particularly scorching light.

Beiluo Shimen is a lonely and bright star.

In the past, when fleeing and fighting in many wilds, Yi Yun could see it......

"Beiluo Division!" Purple shirt sat on the stone on the edge of the cliff, a pair of legs dangling in the void, smiling happily, those bright eyes staring at the lonely and bright star in the night sky. Xiao Jian looked up and replied in an indifferent tone. "Shaolin sent the Buddha to enter the world, and the Bodhisattva who entered the world is close to total extinction. He should continue to search for the location of the reincarnation of Bodhidharma, the head of the Shaolin faction. ”

"Look at the stars!" The purple shirt pointed to the north of the sky and pouted. Xiao Jian didn't say anything and sat cross-legged quietly, looking at the lone star in the sky. He didn't have any interest in Xingchen, originally he didn't have any interest in anything other than practicing martial arts and self-improvement, doing what should be done, doing what must be done, that's all. Xiaojian also knew that Zi Yi liked to look at the stars, because that star was the star that Yi Yun liked to see, and Zi Yi said that when he looked at Beiluo Shimen, it was like seeing Yi Yun's figure somewhere on the earth, looking at the starry sky. Thinking about people through things, Zi Yi has this emotion and this necessity, but Xiao Jian does not.

"There you go." Looking at the silhouette of the purple shirt looking at the night sky without blinking, Xiao Jian talked about this topic again. Many years ago, Xiaojian asked Purple Shirt to leave the Heavenly Alliance and go to the Justice League. He had told him more than once that the purple shirt was sandwiched between the Justice League and the Heavenly Alliance. Before the opening of the Three Realms, the most popular person in the Zixiao Alliance was Zishan, and almost no one was not willing to protect her and take care of her; After the opening of the Three Realms, many people didn't say it on their faces, but they were scolding Zishan in private, thinking that she was a spy who betrayed the countless interests of the Zixiao Alliance, and the newcomers in the Heavenly Alliance privately guessed that the Zixiao Alliance could create so many incredible results before the opening of the Three Realms, all because Zishan privately revealed too much news to Yi Yun and betrayed the Heavenly Alliance for personal reasons. Even if there is even the slightest relationship, it will inevitably be questioned for ignoring the interests of the Heavenly Alliance and taking care of the favoritism of the Zixiao Sword Sect.

At that time, a large part of the reason why the Tianji faction was able to sit big was that it seized this point and used the advantages of Jianghulu to guide public opinion and make more people believe this.

Purple Shirt has never said to Xiaojian that she is tired, because she is Purple Shirt, myths and legends, she should have been able to do a lot of things, she should have been able to bear a lot, the kind of thing that relies on others to be weak in key things, in fact, Purple Shirt never does it, her weakness is always moderately manifested when it is harmless.

Xiao Jian has always been well aware of Purple Shirt's exhaustion, but he knows better that Purple Shirt can do it and can do it well.

There is no doubt about this, but there is no existence and it is said.

"People are always people, no matter how strong the purple shirt is, even if the pressure she carries will never exceed her limit, but compared to her before the opening of the Three Realms, she is indeed too tired. You once said that you want to make Purple Shirt worry less and have more time to do your own thing. ”

Because there was no persuasion again and again, at the beginning, Zi Shirt followed the pressure and questioning the opportunity within the Heavenly Alliance, and left the Heavenly Alliance at the insistence of Xiao Jian, but after leaving the Heavenly Alliance, she did not simply go to the Zixiao Sword Sect as hopelessly, on the contrary, she went to the Heavenly Machine Sect and continued to make a lot of efforts to defeat the Heavenly Machine Sect.

Bai Xiaosheng, in the end, it was very thorough......

"Hehe, Brother Dusk, don't say these things!" The purple shirt smiled happily, pointing to the stars in the sky, and smiling brightly. "Brother Dusk, do you know why Yiyun likes that star? Yi Yun said that the star was lonely, and many people who knew about it would feel that way, but it itself might not feel that way. It's sad to get rid of loneliness because you don't know what to do! ”

Xiao Jian was silent, he didn't want to say more meaningless things about this kind of issue, but he couldn't make Bucun stop talking and urging on this kind of topic. "I promised not to save three months, and I persuaded you once."

The purple shirt fluttered and failed, and the laughter was unbearable. Xiao Jian didn't say anything about this matter, but Xiao Jian said this, but Xiao Jian's original persuasion was very insincere, as if he had to complete a task without any emotion.

"I wonder if my arrival will disturb the two of you?" A figure approached the edge of the cliff step by step, and neither the purple shirt nor the little sword were surprised, because they had already known about this person's approach. And they also know that this person is not here to do it. "I have no malice, I came here, I just want to have a heart-to-heart chat with the two, both of them should believe that unless they are crazy, they will not be stupid to challenge the two legendary masters at the same time, and I don't even have a weapon with me."

As he spoke, the man opened his robe as a sign of sincerity, and the simple clothes were not as clear as any jewelry or extras, and there was no trace of carrying a vacuum bag. (To be continued.) )