When Li Xuan and Liu Cui arrived, Huang Zi Jiu 73 had already knelt on the ground, drooping his head, blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth, bending over, the only remaining arm was on the ground, and there were several blood holes on his body bubbling with blood, and there was a pool of blood on the ground.

"Xianggong!"

Liu Cui couldn't care too much, and rushed towards the yellow character 973 like crazy, and threw himself down beside him, wanting to hold on tightly to the yellow character 973, but he was afraid that he would use too much force to make the current yellow character 973 more dangerous.

Helplessly, he looked at the yellow character ninety-seven three, whose face was blurred by blood, and suddenly lost his mind and cried.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with you. ”

Seeing this, Li Xuan immediately came back to his senses and looked at the old man who was still smiling beside Huang Zi Jiuqisan. Seeing Zhu Guo in the old man's hand, he was stunned at first. Then he said angrily:

"Who the hell are you, and why are you doing that?"

The old man surnamed Gong ignored Li Xuan's questioning, raised another bloody hand hidden behind him, and tiptoed to wipe it repeatedly on the gray robe. It's like a child with dirty hands secretly wiping his hands with someone else's clean clothes. Slowly looking at the angry Li Xuan, he shook his head and sighed, revealing an expression of disappointment that only looks at ignorant juniors.

"They are your enemies, you should have fought for your life, but I didn't expect that a little favor would make you grateful to Dade and give up this Zhu Guo. That's Zhu Guo! It's supposed to be built on killing. Li Xuan, do you really call me...... Disappointed. ”

Li Xuan was angry and yelled at the old man surnamed Gong:

"What the hell does this have to do with you!

The old man surnamed Gong chuckled when he heard Li Xuan's words, but this smile was extremely strange in Li Xuan's eyes.

"How can you easily trust the words of others while you are here? The old man can survive so far, relying on these hands and this mouth. Hehe. ”

As if to show off, the old man showed off to Li Xuan that he had not wiped off his bloodstained hands. Without waiting for Li Xuan to ask back, he said as if he was recalling:

"The old man participated in this Zhu Guo trial three times. ”

"The first time I became a martial artist, I was as young and ignorant as you, and I was only a hundred meters away from Zhu Guo after several dangers. ”

"The second time, I was in the prime of life and was a great martial artist, but I missed Zhu Guo due to a moment of negligence. ”

So the old man sneaked into practice, wanting to cultivate this mortal martial arts to the peak, praying, deceiving, robbing, murdering all kinds of means to do everything in order to cultivate to the highest level, suppressing himself not to participate in the next few Zhu Guo trials, and finally reached the top of this mortal cultivation a year ago——— pseudo-cultivation. And you ............ Unfortunately, we fell victim to the old man's immortality, and we can be regarded as fate. ”

..............................

The yellow character 973 knelt on the ground, his head lowered, his long hair covering his face, and he muttered softly. Liu Cui on the side was grief-stricken and found that many of the key points on Huang Zi 973 were bleeding, and at this time he was more like a struggle when he returned to the light.

What to do?

What am I going to do?

"Xianggong woo....... ”

Liu Cui is about to lose everything.

Liu Cui choked up and listened to the last words of the yellow character 973, not daring to miss a single thing.

"Yes...... I'm sorry....... ”

The dying yellow character Nine Seven Three squeezed out these words with great difficulty, and blood mixed with uncontrollable saliva flowed out of his mouth.

"What am I...... I can't give it to you, think about it...... And...... You...... Ordinary ...... Live a lifetime. Let's go!"

Liu Cui finally got the man's answer, but this could no longer be realized.

"Xianggong. Woohoo......"

..................

The old man surnamed Gong on the side was obviously a little impatient when he heard the last confiding of the poor man, and playfully glanced at the yellow character 973 lying on the ground, like looking at a pig that had not been slaughtered by the butcher and still had a breath of breath. Helplessly, he glanced at the furious Li Xuan, and pointed into a sword, slowly pointing towards the yellow character 973.

Li Xuan was shocked and shouted at Liu Cui, who was unaware:

"Be careful!"

Immersed in great pain, Liu Cui had not yet come back to his senses, when he saw an old man surnamed Gong lightly tapping the man's temple with a finger still stained with the blood of the yellow character 973.

The man stopped talking, and his face showed great pain, and then he fell to the side. fell silently in front of Liu Cui.

He's dead!

"Brother Huang!"

Li Xuan roared.

The sluggish Liu Cui quietly looked at the man's cooler corpse, and the six gods were ownerless.

They still haven't finished talking.

They still have something to do.

They were supposed to build a less affluent but cozy house and have a bunch of children.

The man continues his taciturn but delicate personality, and Liu Cui will never be discouraged to beg for his scolding.

He's dead.

Why did you just die!

When you die, there's nothing.

He's gone, she's gone!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Damn it!

"Damn it!"

Liu Cui yelled like a bloody cuckoo to the old man surnamed Gong with a kind smile on his face. Picking up the scimitar that had been thrown aside, he slashed at the old man with red eyes.

There is a will to die.

Facing Liu Cui, who had no rules for his sword skills, the old man just shook his body to dodge, and didn't take it to heart at all. Obscene and greedy gaze erupted in his squinted eyes, and he said to Liu Cui:

"It's just the death of a concubine who can go to bed, what's the pity. When the old man takes Zhu Guo, he is an immortal, and you are willing to be the old man's furnace. The old man guarantees that you will eventually be rejuvenated. ”

Liu Cui couldn't listen to the slightest words at all, and continued to shoot out the knife at the old man like crazy, and the knife was fierce.

The old man surnamed Gong dodged Liu Cui's frenzied attack lightly, was a little irritable, and decided to teach this disobedient woman a lesson.

"Not good!"

Li Xuan was shocked, and hurriedly went over, and the Pu knife slashed down from the top of his head, facing the old man.

Seeing that Li Xuan was also participating in the battlefield, the old man sneered, withdrew the leg that should have been kicked to Liu Cui's abdomen, and gently slapped the knife face of Li Xuan's fierce Pu Dao. Laughed:

"After all, they are all a group of children, so why can't they see the situation clearly......? Let the old man teach you a ride. ”

Li Xuan suddenly felt a huge power coming from the blade, and the tiger's mouth was torn apart.

Liu Cui rushed towards the old man at the same time, the scimitar was weirdly sharp, and he took the old man's head directly. At the same time, Li Xuan seized the opportunity and slashed at the old man's waist, and the knife was as fast as tearing through the space.

The old man looked at this sudden attack very calmly, tilted his head and bent over, and his body crossed a terrifying angle to avoid the fatal attack of the two. The left foot stepped diagonally on the knee of Li Xuan's left leg.

"Click!"

A crisp bone cracking sound came from the knee of Li Xuan's left leg, and Li Xuan's left calf suddenly bent outward, and Li Xuan fell to the ground in pain.

"Ahh

Li Xuan howled in pain, the old man trampled Liu Cui away, and walked slowly towards Li Xuan, who was still struggling, Li Xuan saw the old man who was laughing like a grim reaper, his eyes flashed with horror, and he hurriedly took out the knife.

"The weak are weak after all, and they can't stop the fate of being mermaids. ”

The old man slapped away Li Xuan's Pu Dao, which had no strength, and said lightly. There was a shock from the blade, and Li Xuan's arm ached, watching the old man who was only two meters away from him finally use his only sword skill with a name.

"Spring goes to Yan and returns!"

Suddenly, bursts of knife shadows slipped down, as if there was a bird's chirping, and the knife shadow slashed down the road into green smoke.

For the first time, the old man's face showed panic, and he hurriedly jumped back, and a wisp of his clothes was cut off.

"There is such a sword technique among mortals!"

The old man narrowly avoided Li Xuan's most powerful knife. From panic to indifference, he shook his head lightly at Li Xuan and smiled:

"You should have used this technique in the first place, and if you used it early, it might be a threat to me. It's a pity. ”

As he spoke, he continued to walk towards Li Xuan, and stepped on Li Xuan's chest, Li Xuan screamed in pain. He clearly felt that the bones in his chest were crushed by the old man surnamed Gong one by one, and the Pu knife in his hand was raised and slashed at the old man in a panic, but he was slapped away by the old man's palm.