"I'll kill you!" A loud roar suddenly rang out.

I saw that Ming Rujing's hair was scattered, his eyes were red and he got up from the ground, and his left hand and left foot were all slanted weakly.

And Feng Tianzhan also gritted his teeth, waved his long sword, and the sword light carried the rain, and stabbed Mo Che in the left shoulder.

Mo Che flew around to the right side of Feng Tianzhan like a leaf, but he didn't expect Feng Tianzhan to change his sword moves, and the Dragon Sword slashed upwards and picked Mo Che's right arm.

There was no way to avoid it, Mo Che could only retreat, Ming Rujing seized the opportunity, and suddenly shouted: "Senior Brother Feng, let me come!" ”

He kicked the ground with his uninjured right foot, and flew towards Mo Che, less than a foot away from him, and his right hand formed a fist and went straight to Mo Che's heart.

Mo Che could only turn around, first deal with Ming Rujing, his phoenix eyes were angry, his silver hair was like silk, his right palm condensed cold qi, the corners of his mouth hooked up the arc of murder, and said coldly: "I don't think I can do anything." ”

Raise your palm and slash down towards the bright mirror.

But there was no trace of fear on Ke Ming Rujing's face, he looked at Mo Che so fixedly, and an inexplicable weird smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When he got close to Mo Che, he had already secretly held the last thunderbolt in his palm.

By the time Mo Che felt it, it was too late.

"Boom!"

A dazzling red light spread over the edge of the cliff with a powerful wave of qi, and the explosion occurred between the bright mirror and the ink clear.

The two of them were directly blown out, as bright as a mirror, and they were blown apart on the spot, with rubble, mixed with blood and water scattered from the sky.

And Mo Che was also blown to shreds, his whole body was charred black, his right hand was covered with blood, and blood dripped down.

At the same time as he flew out in embarrassment, Feng Tianzhan covered some of his eyes with his left hand, carried light skills, flew over, and stabbed the long sword in his right hand, straight into Mo Che's back.

Mo Che was stunned for a moment, turned his head and waved his left hand, and slapped a palm hard, and Feng Tianzhan was blasted into the hot spring pool a few meters away.

But the next moment, Mo Che's body also fell into the abyss behind him like a fallen leaf.

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A cyan oilcloth carriage was slowly driving on the forest path behind Chongyang West Mountain.

In the early morning after the rain, the road in the mountains and forests was still very wet, and the carriage was moving very slowly, and he didn't dare to jolt the boy in the car hard.

The wind lifted the curtain of the car window, revealing a half-lying teenager inside.

The young man looked fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in white and shengxue, with a cold and noble air all over his body, his eyes were like cold autumn water, and his lips were like fresh pear blossoms, a little pale.

His eyes drooped slightly, the thin eyelashes on them left a dark shadow like a small fan, and his right hand caressed a round metal object.

After a while, the coachman suddenly stopped the carriage, turned his head to the young man in the carriage and said, "Young master, there seems to be a person lying there by the river in front of you." ”

"Duoduo, you get out of the car and take a look." The slight voice of the young man in white came from the carriage.

"Young master, let's go anyway, more things are better than less." Another gray-clothed young man was heard in the carriage with an extremely unhappy voice.

"Since you have met, it is also fate, you go and see. If he dies, go back and tell the yamen to collect his body. ”

"Young Master, you just have too much kindness! I haven't seen anyone else do good to you. The boy named Duoduo got out of the car and walked towards the river.

He approached the man by the river, glanced at it, and was startled.

The man was scorched black, his clothes were torn, and there seemed to be a hole in his back.

His face was covered by burnt hair, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, except for a closed eye.

"I guess I'm dead!"