Fang Zhiyuan was defeated in one move and retreated step by step.

Wen Shuyan and Qiao Huan had the heart to step forward to save him, but Ning Yichen shot too fast.

It was only a second slower, and Ning Yichen's sword stabbed into Fang Zhiyuan's chest.

After the sword body that pierced into the heart stirred half a circle, Ning Yichen drew the sword indifferently.

The blood of the sword body condensed on the tip of the sword to form drops of blood, which dripped to the ground.

Fang Zhiyuan looked in the direction of Yu Yao'er and fell straight to the ground.

Ning Yichen's sword pointed at Wen Shuyan.

He will not let go of anyone who exterminates the Demon Sect.

Wen Shuyan knew that he couldn't escape, and after the folding fan was closed, he took the initiative to attack!

Ning Yichen's white clothes were stained with blood, as if to imply that this was just the beginning of the killing.

Wen Shuyan folded a fan in blue clothes, and his eyes were as warm as jade.

"Young Master Ning, you have always been reasonable and distinguish between right and wrong. Wen knows that you are not involved in the Hehuan Sect, and we have not exterminated the Demon Sect, so please stop Young Master Ning. Wen Shuyan resisted Ning Yichen's increasingly fierce attack, and took advantage of the time to say this.

Ning Yichen sneered, "You encircled and suppressed the Demon Sect, killed my father, and still want me to stop?!" ”

The heavy sword was cut down, Wen Shuyan folded the fan to resist, and a crack was cut on the fan bone made of dark iron.

didn't have time to feel sorry for the fan, Wen Shuyan dodged and said: "What the Hehuan Sect has done, it has lost its conscience!" If Ning Shaozhu insists on going his own way, Wen has nothing to say! ”

Wen Shuyan was not Ning Yichen's opponent in the first place, and he came up to fight Ning Yichen, just to delay time and make the martial arts people retreat.

But with Ning Yichen's character, even if everyone retreats today, he will come to the door one by one afterwards.

After this battle, the Demon Sect was almost completely annihilated, and the Demon Sect Leader was also dead, such a deep hatred, Ning Yichen would never give up!

Qiao Huan is Ning Yichen's sweetheart, and he should be able to avoid death.

Ning Yichen had countless opportunities to kill Qiao Huan just now, but he didn't do anything ruthless.

I think it will be able to do it after that, right?

Wen Shuyan glanced at Qiao Fan and continued to dodge Ning Yichen's attack.

In the end, there was no way to retreat, and the fan bones of the folding fan were broken, and they could no longer meet the fierce sword intent.

Wen Shuyan threw the folding fan and dealt with it with his bare hands.

There were several sword marks on his arm, and Wen Shuyan glanced at Qiao Fan again, with some anxiety in his eyes.

Everyone else has retreated, why hasn't she left?

Ning Yichen noticed Wen Shuyan's gaze, glanced at Qiao Huan, and said in a cold voice: "Don't worry, you can't escape a single one!" Especially Joe Fan! ”

The sword that Qiao Phantom stabbed into the sect leader's chest hit him deeply.

"You're going to kill her?" Wen Shuyan knew that he couldn't beat Ning Yichen, so he smiled and said, "Then why did all the tricks avoid her key points just now?" Reluctant? Still admiring Qiao Fan? ”

"Shut up!" Ning Yichen's eyes were red, and the sword in his hand stabbed into Wen Shuyan's heart.

Wen Shuyan dodged with difficulty, and said, "What was the central matter?" Qiao Huan is righteous and awe-inspiring, arrogant and chivalrous, and Fang Zhiyuan is friends again. You killed Fang Zhiyuan today, and you still want to reconcile with Qiao Huan? ”

In response to him, there was an even more awe-inspiring sword aura.

Wen Shuyan lost his strength and laughed, "I am also a friend of Qiao Huan, I died in your hands today, Qiao Fan will not forget me!" ”

Ning Yichen's gaze was cold with coldness, and the tip of the sword stabbed at Wen Shuyan's heart without hesitation.

At this moment, a silver-white sword light stretched out diagonally, blocking the blow.

However, the hand of the owner of this sword holding the sword was not steady, and Ning Yichen reflexively turned the direction of the sword, and the sword body sank into the chest of the incoming person.