If a person falls from the sky to the earth, there is a psychological gap.

From a young man who ascended to an immortal to a dying old man, not only was he unaware, but even his original advantages had been lost.

The reason why he was successfully attacked by the Three Swordsmen was that the magical power in his body was gradually lost, and his mobility and agility were naturally no longer vigorous, all relying on the support of an Emperor Hate Sword Spirit, which was far from enough.

He didn't believe in his opponent's instigation, but when he saw his long gray hair, he was terrified as if he had seen a ghost. Hurriedly grabbing his long hair with his left hand, his trembling fingers lost all strength.

The hair slipped softly, slicing between his fingers and hanging loosely on his shoulders and arms. He didn't speak, he didn't struggle, his eyes began to become cloudy, his vision slowly blurred, his expression was dull, there was no sadness or joy, like a man quietly waiting for death.

"No! No......"

Lu Xuan, who had already lost his vitality, suddenly shouted, and his left hand suddenly hit Xiang Jian fiercely, and his body rose up despite the painful riot, and the Emperor Hate Knife slashed at Xue Jian.

Xiang Jian's chest was in the palm of his hand, his body retreated, and the ink punishment in his hand was immediately withdrawn from his body.

Xue Jian was drawn from the sword and hurt his body, and the emperor who slashed at Xue Jian was deflected, and Xue Jian, who was already excellent at light skills, had already reacted, his body flashed, and the ink sword in his hand was naturally pulled out of Ji's body.

Seeing that the sword was split into the air, Wu Cidi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as the hilt of the sword in his hand rotated, the already painful Ji who was dead and alive could no longer bear it, and the screaming screams suddenly spread, like a howl from hell that shook the mountains and rivers, and it was so terrible that it made people tremble.

The emperor's sword that could no longer be held fell to the ground, and the tough guy king who was bleeding incessantly was also pitifully weak at this moment.

"Do you dare to fight back? I thought you were a generation of kings and didn't want you to suffer this crime, but you didn't want to die a dignified death, so I had to destroy you again!"

Wu Cidi said, and kicked the wound of the ji, kicking Xia Ji flying out of the distance of six or seven zhang, as for the screams that grabbed the sky and the earth, he no longer paid attention to it.

Wu Cidi picked up the Emperor's Hate Knife, walked to Xiang Jian, who covered his chest and endured the pain, and asked with concern: "That's the full palm of the Shoe Hui Returning to the Light, you are only slightly traumatized, it seems that the cloud silk silk clothes have unloaded most of the palm power, otherwise, your life will be worried, even if you don't die, you will have to lie down for a few months." ”

"It's also thanks to my strong fighting physique, otherwise that residual power is enough to abolish me. ”

After finishing speaking, Xiang Jian looked at the long knife and said: "The Emperor Hate Knife is a knife of resentment, which can erode people's minds, why are you picking it up?"

"It is precisely because it has resentment that it cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of bad people again. Xue Jian said with relief.

"I agree with the idea of the eldest brother and the third brother, this weapon has been following Chiyou for too long, and even the evil aura is so heavy, once it is not handled properly, I am afraid that there will be another person like Xia Wei. Speaking of Xia Wei, Xiang Jian's face didn't look very good.

Xiang Jian and Xue Jian both have a big enmity with Ji, and today the victory and defeat have been divided, and they really can't be interested in the enemy like a lost dog.

Both of them are not ruthless people, and they can't do anything like Jianwei to report such a style. Seeing that the enemy was lying down like a dead dog and struggling, he smiled and grudge, and no matter how big the matter was, he had to write it off.

"What should I do with this guy?" Xue Jian couldn't make up his mind, so he had to ask the two eldest brothers.

Xiang Jian looked at Xia Wei, who was panting and snorting on the ground over there, and said, "The poor man has something to hate in his heart, so let's give him a happy settlement of this debt." ”

"And who's coming?"

"It's better for me to come, who made me your brother!" Wu Cidi looked at Xue Jian and said.

"It's up to you. ”

Xiang Jian had no opinion, and Xue Jian had no intention of speaking.

Wu Cidi lifted his legs, stepped on his steps, and carried the Emperor's Hate Knife, and walked towards Xia Ji step by step. Every time he took a step, it was like a heavy stone pressing down on Ji's heart again and again, crushing his few pieces of dignity.

Every time Wu Cidi took a step, Xia Wei felt that the god of death was beckoning to him step by step. He is not reconciled, he does not want to die, he has not lived enough, or he has not understood this life......

Wu Cidi stopped, raised the Emperor Hate Knife and said: "Perform the Emperor, it was a mistake for you to live in this life, now use the Emperor Hate Knife to end this mistake." ”

He knew that he didn't live long, and it was pointless to linger, so it was better to take the initiative to be killed and die decisively. So he closed his eyes slowly, waiting for the moment when the knife fell.

The Emperor's Hatred Knife swung down violently, with the sound of slicing through the air.

While......

A metallic sound sounded, which made Xia Wei's soul tremble and lose his spirit.

"He's already like this, let him die with dignity. ”

Su Yin was covered in blood and his wounds were clear, but he stood straight in front of Wu Cidi. It was he who appeared in time regardless of his serious injuries, and then desperately blocked Wu Cidi's slash.

Wu Cidi looked at Su Ying, he knew that this old man would not live long. It's not because he's too old, it's that the oil in Suying has run out, and he's so badly injured that he's about to die.

Withdrawing the Emperor's Hate Sword, Wu Cidi said with some appreciation: "I respect your choice. ”

"Thank you!"

After Su Ying finished speaking, he let go of his fingers, and the blade fell to the ground with a clatter, he slowly bowed down, and then helped up the half-lifted of the Xuqi who had just opened his eyes: "King, we are completely defeated, and we lost in a mess......"

Two lines of clear tears flowed down and dripped on the arm of the Crawler.

"You...... You...... How...... Why ......?"

"Yu Huacheng suddenly rebelled, it was he who attacked me, some of the people from the five gates and three pavilions pretended to be seriously injured, and we were killed by surprise. Xiong died in battle, Cheng Su was crushed to death, Tong Lingzi was stabbed to death, Mao Daoyu was hacked to death, and Shi Cassia also committed suicide...... Others are fleeing for their lives or missing. ”

Speaking of this, Su Ying spurted a mouthful of blood, which was filled with minced flesh and splashed all over his body.

"Oligo...... Widows don't ...... No...... Unwilling, unwilling...... Unwilling...... Willing to ......"

As he spoke, he suddenly opened his round eyes, kicked his limbs, and didn't come up in his throat......

"Big ...... The king, the king, the ...... Big...... Big ......"

Su Ying couldn't scream anymore, and as soon as his body went limp, he fell to Xia Wei's side.

"Alas, the matter of life and death is so big, what is the point of ending up in such a desolate place, the princely throne?" Wu Cidi sighed with deep emotion.

"Yu Qixia system for five hundred years, the performance of the merchant Tang Yan, once lost and made mistakes, the predecessors learned from the aftermath, and the descendants learned from the ......" Xiang Jian sang quietly, as if mourning the dead of this Xuanyuan City.

"Let's bury them, after all, when people die, the lights go out, and even the greatest grudge should dissipate. ”

After Xue Jian finished speaking, he returned the ink sword to the sheath, then found a large splitting axe in the corner and began to split the pit.

Wu Cidi and Xiang Jian also helped, those corpses that were not covered by earth and stones need to be placed, if left unchecked, it will not be possible to become white bones in the future.

After death, it is a Chinese custom and etiquette, and the corpse is in the wilderness, which is also disrespectful.

The three of them worked hard for a long time, and finally they were simply buried and piled up into a large grave.

Xiang Jian slashed with a sword, splitting Xuanyuan City's dead end into a living gate, as long as he could avoid fighting, there should not be any big problem to get out alive.

The three of them wanted to leave, but they heard the sound of the earth and stones loosening, and the three brothers immediately became vigilant.

"Is there anyone still alive?"

"Of course, none of you are dead, and naturally we don't dare to die easily. ”

The earth and rocks flew up, and the person who answered Xiang Jian came out. He Tianqu stood firm with the Tiger Spirit Sword in his hand and took a heavy breath.

"I almost didn't die of suffocation, it's good to be alive breathing air!"

Candle Shadow Red came out in the second place, and the Dog God Sword was in his hand, and he seemed to have a lot of confidence.

King Jin Ming held the Kunwu knife in his left hand and Yu Lingzi in his right hand, and the knife named Dragon Tooth dragged on his hand as a seriously injured and difficult walker, which was the same as whether he took the divine weapon or not.

"It turns out that you are all still alive, and my estimate has actually come true, does this mean that I have a very accurate vision for seeing people?" Xue Jian laughed at himself with a wry smile.

"Your precise and terrifying vision is certainly commendable, but at this moment it also shows that our survival rate is unknown, doesn't it?"

"Of course not, we let the footfall get rest, this is a great merit, now God is still sheltering our three brothers, even if the other four come together, it can only be counted as a matter of half a living person, no matter how I look at it, there is a little bit of faith. Xue Jian corrected Xiang Jian's statement.

"What? The three of you actually defeated the king, this ...... How is this possible?" He Tianqu asked in disbelief.

Even Candle Shadow Red, the Golden Life King, and the pale-faced Jade Lingzi were shocked, as if they didn't want to believe it, because they were looking for Xia Wei's figure, or corpse. But they were doomed to disappointment, because the tomb made of a large pile of earth and stones disturbed the heart that was still more relaxed.