The whole person leaned against the wall and gasped, An Xiaoyu looked at the building in the distance that was pierced by the shaped energy cannon with a big hole, and her heart palpitated. What will be the consequences if this blow hits you? An Xiaoyu didn't dare to think about it.

If it weren't for the quick opportunity and cutting off the leg of his trousers with the knife in his hand, I am afraid that he would have completely turned into the energy of heaven and earth in the energy impact of this gathering cannon.

Standing on the ground barefoot, the cold and wet touch came, and the rain in the sky became more and more violent. An Xiaoyu raised his hand and shot a steel needle into the head of the bewildering star, completely turning him into a clone 628.

She already understood, Confused Star didn't know how many times he had been resurrected by clones, even if he was handed over to the Empire, it would be impossible to get any news from his mouth, and he might even have a way to fight against the memory device, so it would be better to kill him directly.

And in front of him, there is also cholera.

Cholera is a person, although the cultivation realm has not yet reached the peak of the master realm, but it is really a little difficult to deal with. Even An Qianli was a fierce battle, and it was only by delaying time that this big man lost his highest combat power, and then he was killed.

And this time, it seems that after another cloning, the ability of cholera has improved again. The proof was that the energy fluctuations of the concentrating cannon appeared again in his wide open mouth, and the blue-white light that continued to gather, which made An Xiaoyu can't help but shiver.

Voldemort's body was moving, and Ann whispered quickly into the shadows of a nearby building, moving quickly along the wall. And cholera was also gathering energy, tracking the direction of An Xiaoyu's movement, and when the energy was fully gathered, a blue-white energy beam rushed straight in.

An Xiaoyu dodged suddenly, and he could have dodged the attack of the shaped cannon, and the corners of his trench coat were even a little scorched.

Looking at cholera coldly, An Xiaoyu already knew what kind of transformation this big man might have undergone, or it was loaded with energy or accelerated energy output. In short, the strategy used by An Qianli before can no longer be used.

If he is allowed to spray like a fixed battery, I am afraid that the person who will be dragged down first will be An Xiaoyu, and he will always be hit by his shaped cannon.

An Xiaoyu thought for a moment, and the corners of her mouth under the mask curled slightly.

It just so happens that that tactic really doesn't suit you. An Xiaoyu prefers to take the initiative to attack, and the target in front of him is so big, he doesn't move quickly, and he is even a little mentally retarded. Now the question is, how to approach him?

While thinking, An Xiaoyu moved quickly here, waiting for the next gathering cannon attack of cholera.

It didn't take long for a pillar of blue-white energy light to pierce the building again.

At the moment when the energy of the concentrating cannon was exhausted, An Xiaoyu instantly burst out of the shadows, close to the ground, holding the last two remaining black short knives in his hands, and quickly rushed towards the direction of cholera.

However, at this moment, Cholera suddenly opened its mouth, and a blue-white beam of light erupted again. An Xiaoyu was suddenly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that he actually had this kind of small energy gathering cannon that could be launched in just a short moment of gathering time.

With a backward jump on the ground, An Xiaoyu dodged the attack of the energy beam, and when he looked back at the ground where he was before, he saw a scorched black hole that was neither deep nor shallow.

An Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the experience of many battles allowed her to retain three points, otherwise she would rush headlong, and the decisiveness would be the result of being pierced.

Changing directions, An Xiaoyu began to move around, and approached cholera's side little by little in the small shaped cannon that was constantly firing cholera. Seeing this, Cholera also seemed to be a little anxious, closed his mouth, and pulled out a huge machete from behind him.

Am I?

An Xiaoyu looked at the almost two-meter-long machete in Cholera's hand with a confused expression, and wondered a little, where did he hide this thing before? Why can't you see it at all? Could it be......

Looking behind Cholera's buttocks, An Xiaoyu felt a burst of nausea.

Cholera didn't know that An Xiaoyu had imagined him as a perverted person with a chrysanthemum hidden knife, and rushed directly towards An Xiaoyu, with a strong sword, it was really a monk who majored in strength strength, I am afraid that his understanding of Shanxing has penetrated to a level close to the law.

An Xiaoyu raised two knives in front of him and directly caught the cholera machete. After blocking the attack of the machete, An Xiaoyu's left hand was strangely released, so the released short knife slid quickly in the direction of the blade of the right hand under the power of the machete.

The jaws of the two knives collided together, and the short knife that escaped from the hand spun directly upwards under the impact and the precise control of the power and direction of the right-handed knife, flying over the back of the machete.

At this time, An Xiaoyu also relied on the right-handed knife to remove all the power of the machete, turned around directly from under the blade of the machete to avoid the slash, reached out and grabbed the knife flower that had been spinning and flying down, clinging to the blade of the machete, and rushed towards cholera.

A two-meter machete, the distance between two people, a total of two and a half steps.

What An Xiaoyu needs to overcome now is the distance of two steps, as long as he rushes into the arms of the bewildering star, when the time comes, relying on the attack of the double flower knife, he can swim closely. A cultivator with a huge size like Confused Star was powerless to resist An Xiaoyu's shameless Dafa at all.

But with these two and a half steps, it is extremely difficult to move forward.

A pillar of blue-white light erupted head-on, An Xiaoyu was facing the face of the bewildering star, caught off guard, and could only rely on Voldemort's body, clinging to the ground, and rushed forward half a step forward, only to avoid this attack.

An Xiaoyu could even feel the blazing heat behind her, the rain fell on the windbreaker on her back, and the residual heat was instantly evaporated, rising a burst of white moisture, and disappeared into the dense raindrops, leaving two constantly flashing figures.

Cholera also sensed An Xiaoyu's intentions, and no longer stood in place waiting for An Xiaoyu's attack, but took the initiative to start the transfer.

But will An Xiaoyu give him a chance? Apparently not.

In the continuous movement, An Xiaoyu tightly maintained a five-step distance from cholera, whether he used a big knife to slash, or constantly used various angles of energy cannon harassment, An Xiaoyu bit him, never fell out of the range of two steps, and even kept looking for opportunities to go further.

Cholera was a little panicked, and feeling An Xiaoyu's increasingly strong killing intent, he decided to take a risk.

At a certain corner, the speed of cholera suddenly slowed down slightly, An Xiaoyu seized the opportunity, took another half step forward, and almost raised his hand to feel cholera's wrist, and if he could cut off his wrist, he could solve the threat of the machete.

Although An Xiaoyu thought so, she still resisted the impulse and decided to continue to be careful.

But at this time, Cholera's face suddenly showed a trace of fierceness, and he threw down the machete directly, and the two arms as thick as tree stumps suddenly closed, and the palms like door panels were facing An Xiaoyu's head and chest. An Xiaoyu didn't expect it for a while, and hurriedly squatted and bent over.

The huge slapping sound was close at hand, and the cold sweat on An Xiaoyu's body had not disappeared, and a blue-white energy beam suddenly appeared.

Feint!

An Xiaoyu understood, the slap that threw down the machete before was just a feint attack of cholera. And the real attack had already gathered energy in his mouth, just waiting for An Xiaoyu to squat down and not stabilize her body and couldn't dodge, so she directly took her name.

Raising her hand, An Xiaoyu slammed the black short knife into the wrist of cholera above, and at this moment, at the moment when the blue beam was about to hit An Xiaoyu, she clearly felt that the short knife passed through the cholera muscles and directly inserted into the bone cracks.

With a sudden force on his arm, An Xiaoyu pulled it down directly, and a stream of blood spurted out in the rain, staining An Xiaoyu's hood and the ground of the entire street. The blue-white energy beam also rushed directly in front of An Xiaoyu and hit An Xiaoyu's body directly.

The sweat from cholera's body mixed with the rain falling from the sky, and it flowed down his arm, down his broken wrist, and when it dripped on the ground, it was already a thick bright red.

His right hand was completely gone, and blood gushed out of the arteries of the severed wrist and fell to the ground. Cholera snapped into action, and a beam of energy erupted again, turning the wound into char and blocking the blood vessels that were constantly draining blood.

When he took care of his wounds and looked at the deep ravine that had just been shot out by the energy beam not far away, he found that at the end of the ravine, there was no trace of An Xiaoyu at all. Blood, corpses, hair, not even a piece of clothing remained.

Powdered?

Cholera immediately dismissed this idea, the power of the small energy cannon was far from that level, and if it really hit An Xiaoyu, at least half of the corpse should be left behind. Now like this, obviously, the attack of the shaped cannon did not hit An Xiaoyu.

Looking at his arm, Cholera's eyes suddenly became fierce.

In the corner of another building, An Xiaoyu leaned against the wall and threw away her right cholera hand, which had turned into a black and unknown object, breathing a sigh of relief.

She was now in a mess, with one foot covered in mud, the edges of her trench coat had become shattered, even the mask on her face had been shattered into two pieces, and the position of her right forehead to her right eye had completely fallen off, revealing a quarter of her face.

The black short knife in his hand was also only half left.

When facing cholera before, An Xiaoyu was in a hurry, thinking of the power of the small shaped cannon bombarded on the ground before, and concluded that this kind of attack could only penetrate the thickness of a person's flesh. So he cut off one of Cholera's hands and stood in front of him.

Although it did not completely block the energy of the shaped cannon, at least it did not suffer a fatal blow. And the knife that cut off the arm and the other black knife inserted into the palm of the hand, which was used to support the palm, directly withstood the energy of the shaped cannon.

One was completely reduced to pieces, and the other was only half cut in the slit.

An Xiaoyu held the hot hilt in her hand, as if she didn't feel the burning pain in her palm at all, and clutched it tightly. An Xiaoyu was a little angry this time, and she decided that she must use this half knife to hack the cholera guy to death.

And now, cholera has exhausted donkey skills, and all An Xiaoyu has to do is to get close to him.

The shaped cannon came again, An Xiaoyu took a sharp breath, ran out of his hiding place, and rushed in the direction of cholera again.

Just when An Xiaoyu was fighting the other side of the imperial capital, Lei Zi, who had disappeared, suddenly appeared on the bow of a yacht on a river.

This yacht floated quietly on the river, on the river in the imperial capital, quietly floating in the cold rain of autumn, without making a sound, and no one appeared. And Guan Shantong seemed to be the only person on this boat, but he knew it wasn't.

"Come out, mountain man." Guan Shantong's voice was indifferent, and the small voice seemed to carry the thunder of nine days, spreading across the entire river, and on the river around the yacht, there were ripples in circles and circles, circle after circle, without stopping.

An equally tall and thin figure stepped out of the cabin of the yacht, dressed in an old-fashioned turquoise robe, like a strategist among the human dynasties before the founding of the country. But at odds with the suit, he still had a glass full of wine in his hand.

"Isn't this big brother? How do you have time to visit this place? You see, you didn't say a word to me before you came, so I can arrange for some people to entertain you. Guan Shanren leaned on the door frame of the cabin and looked at Guan Shantong with a smile, this big brother who is loved by thousands of people.

Guan Shantong just stared at his face, his face was cold, the expressions of the two people did not change, their eyes hit the air, and they held each other for a long time.

"Didn't you already arrange for someone to entertain me?" Guan Shantong said softly, looking around the yacht, on the river bank and under the water, the people who had been electrocuted, some were humans, some were mixed-blood, and some were even reformed people.

"What did the eldest brother say, how could I ......" Guan Shanren put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile. But Guan Shantong didn't seem to want to give him a chance to explain, so he directly pulled out a long sword with a faint purple thunder from behind his back, and said coldly: "It's useless to talk more, let's do it!" ”

Looking at Guan Shantong standing straight at the bow of the boat, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the sword in his hand, the thunder in the sky seemed to be standing behind him, forming a large terrifying aura, the rain went down his face, along his hand, and down with his sword, but the hair that rushed straight up was never bent.

With a sigh, Guan Shanren also stood up straight, and said softly: "Big brother, family fighting, each is his master, this is a normal thing, I don't blame you, and you don't have to blame me." I can only say that I am not strong and unlucky, and today you and my brother are going to do a game after all. ”

"Shut up!" Guan Shantong didn't want this battle to become the result of a family fight, and he ruthlessly exposed the lies of Guan Shanren.

"Family battles are their own masters, and no one is allowed to interfere, this is the family's creed for thousands of years, and I naturally can't refute it. However, you took refuge in the origin, in order to seek immortality, colluded with foreign enemies, the cholera empire, and disturbed the entire imperial capital, you are a thief of the country! ”

Looking at Guan Shantong's appearance, Guan Shanren knew that he would not be able to escape death after all, when the fair duel of the family battle turned into a life-and-death battle against the domestic traitorous party, it was impossible for him to survive in the hands of Guan Shantong, not to mention that he still held the purple thunder sword of the young master of the first Lei family in his hand.

With a sigh, Guan Shanren picked up his sword from the shelf next to him, took out the sword body, carefully placed the scabbard on the table next to him, and looked at the sword body that was as clear as water, Guan Shanren said to himself:

"Big brother, don't you want to live forever? Immortality! Did You Know? I've never had any goals in my life, and I've never had any passion. Because I know that I, the fifteenth son of the first Lei family's generation, is destined to be a foil for others. ”

"And the person I want to foil is you, big brother." Guan Shanren looked at Guan Shantong's face and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that as the foil of the eldest brother, I have some resentment in my heart." On the contrary, I have admired and envied you since I was a child, and I have never felt how unwilling it is to be a foil for such a genius. ”

But what's the problem? I couldn't figure it out. The scenery is yours, and I will never be jealous; Fame and fortune are yours, and I never wanted them; Money, beauty, cultivation and strength, what is the attraction of these to me? ”

"Big brother, you don't understand, how boring and unexciting my life is. It's like...... It was as if I was not living by myself, but continuing to exist in this world with the body of a dead man. ”

"I've never encountered anything that could make me even the slightest bit interested, until one day, a man came to me and asked me, do you want to live forever? I realized that the meaning of my life had finally appeared in front of me. ”

"I know, it's all wrong. The origin is wrong, I am wrong, and immortality is wrong. However, I really can't resist, even if I know that all this is fake, knowing that everything I do is bad, I just want to, at least for the time I live, not to end the rest of my life with nothing like before. ”

Listening to Guan Shanren's words, Guan Shantong's face did not have any expression, he coldly looked at Guan Shanren's somewhat lonely and regretful face, and was indifferent.

Guan Shanren smiled: "Forget it, saying this to the eldest brother is simply polluting the eldest brother's ears, after all, it is just a little person's indifferent inner struggle, except for myself, it is insignificant, right?" ”

Guan Shantong shook his head lightly: "Come on!" ”

A purple thunderbolt swept across the sky, and the piercing sound resounded throughout the imperial capital. Guan Shanren held a sword in his hand, took a deep breath, and his face became equally serious: "Come on!" ”

The next moment, a violent storm suddenly came, enveloping the imperial capital, a land once again stained with blood.

Standing next to Guan Shanren's corpse, the long sword in Guan Shantong's hand dripped blood, shook off the blood stains on the sword, Guan Shantong put the sword into the sheath, looked down at Guan Shanren for a long time, saw his satisfied face, and turned to leave. However, just after taking two steps, Guan Shantong suddenly turned around and whispered to the corpse:

"Actually, I'm also a small person."

In the figure of Guan Shantong turning to leave, the rain falling in the sky became more and more violent.

An Xiaoyu stood beside the cholera's corpse, half of a black blade sticking into the huge rough gap in his neck, and blood mixed with rain flowed all over the street.

An Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, wearing a mask that was only three-quarters left, and looked up and sighed softly.

Dead or alive, we're all little people......