Chapter 28: Desperate Blow
"Little ...... Uncle Shi......"
Di Ye's fingers hooked slightly, and he soon came to life again.
He grabbed the bloodstained rusty sword in his hand, supported his body with the hilt, and stood up tremblingly.
"I said it...... I'll protect you......"
Di Ye finally stood firm, and every time he said a word, his whole body throbbed violently.
He promised the head master that he would take good care of the little uncle, and he promised the third master to protect the little uncle...... As long as he is not dead, as long as he still has breath, continue to ......
"Ye'er, don't!"
Yu Xiaoyun couldn't turn back, couldn't see him, could only cry loudly, tears streaming down his face.
Don't come back again, you're going to die!
"Ye'er, don't! No! ”
For the first time, Yu Xiaoyun felt a deep fear from the bottom of his heart, afraid that Di Ye would really die.
Protect Uncle Junior!
Protect Uncle Xiaoshi!!
Protect Uncle Xiao!!
The only thought supported him, Di Ye didn't seem to hear Yu Xiaoyun's shout, his eyes burned with anger, he moved step by step, and walked towards Ao Yuan with difficulty.
With every step he took, his whole body ached as if it had been torn to countless pieces.
The pain couldn't hurt anymore, Di Ye actually held back, and when his consciousness was half awake and half blurred, he inadvertently pulled out the rusty sword, swung the sword body with purple qi flowing, and used all his strength to slash towards Ao Yuan, striking a desperate blow.
Ao Yuan breathed heavily, and his eyes fell on Yu Xiaoyun's pink buttocks, swallowed by the lust of the flesh. His mind was no longer on Di Ye, and when Di Ye got closer, he stretched out a hand, wanting to throw him away again.
When Ao Yuan sensed a Yin Evil Sword Qi coming through the wind, it was already too late. He only felt a numbness on the stretched hand, his right hand had been divided into two parts, his palm had left his wrist, and after the palm was completely separated from the wrist, blood gushed out.
"Ahh Ao Yuan raised his hand and saw that his wrist was shortened and his palm was missing, so he let out a miserable scream.
Di Ye's eyes were dark, he lost consciousness completely, and he collapsed to the ground softly, and the long sword with purple qi flowing in his hand fell beside him.
Ao Yuan let go of Yu Xiaoyun, looked at his broken wrist, picked up the palm that was slashed by a sword, and then looked at the long sword beside Di Ye, and suddenly laughed like crazy. After laughing wildly, Ao Yuan shook his head again and again, and repeated madly: "My hand! My hand! No way! No way! This is not true! This is not true! ”
Unexpectedly, a hand was cut off by the rusty sword pulled out by Di Ye, Ao Yuan seemed to be unable to accept this fact, and couldn't stand this stimulation, so he went crazy directly.
"Ye'er! Ye'er, don't die! ”
Yu Xiaoyun hugged Di Ye's head and cried loudly, tearing his heart out.
"Ye'er, I don't want you to die!"
He felt a lot of pain, as if his heart had been pulled out and crushed violently.
In Yu Xiaoyun's limited memory, Di Ye has always been good. Even when he encounters danger, it is an emergency moment, Di Ye protects him well, takes him to save the day, makes him feel at ease, no matter how dangerous and terrible he is, he is not afraid. Even if Di Ye was knocked unconscious and locked in a stone prison, he knew that Di Ye would definitely wake up......
However, at this moment, holding Di Ye's head, Yu Xiaoyun couldn't touch Di Ye's heartbeat, couldn't hear Di Ye's breathing, and the fear as dark as night fell completely enveloped him, and he realized that Di Ye would never get better again.
Ye'er, dead......
Ao Yuan was hit and went crazy for a while before he slowly came to his senses, and then looked at Yu Xiaoyun and Di Ye on the ground, his brows were furrowed, his eyes were ruthless, and he had a murderous intention.
Regardless of how to deal with him being cut off to his right hand, Ao Yuan pulled out the broad sword at his waist with his left hand and swung the sword towards Yu Xiaoyun.
As if in the darkness, Yu Xiaoyun felt the murderous aura, put down Di Ye, picked up the sword on the ground in an instant, and blocked it indiscriminately, actually blocking the sword that Ao Yuan killed.
A sword was blocked, a blow was broken, Ao Yuan's eyebrows tightened, he endured the pain of bleeding from his right hand, and forcibly used spiritual power.
On the broad sword in his hand, a layer of earthy yellow aura lingered.
"You kill Ye'er, I'm going to kill you!"
Yu Xiaoyun's red and swollen eyes were crying, and there were no tears, and the originally clear and translucent eyes became darker and darker little by little, and finally became pitch black. The long sword held in his hand, the flowing purple qi was gradually wrapped in a layer of dark blue aura.
This little ghost actually went berserk!
Yu Xiaoyun suddenly went violently, Ao Yuan didn't expect it, the sword in his hand trembled slightly inexplicably.
On second thought, a rampaging child, after all, is also a child, and he doesn't need to use three points of skill at all!
Ao Yuan raised his sword again to kill him, and used a move to attack the sword style, which was bound to solve Yu Xiaoyun with one move.
"Ding!"
There was a crunch.
Ao Yuan's one-move killer sword-style attack not only did not hurt Yu Xiaoyun by half a point, but the sword in his hand was cut in two.
"How is that possible!" Ao Yuan's eyes widened, looking at the remnant sword in his hand, in disbelief.
He could see clearly that Yu Xiaoyun's shot was not fast, and he didn't even have any moves, but he instinctively swung his sword to block it, and actually cut off his sword.
Why did this little ghost suddenly go berserk and have such powerful spiritual power?
Could it be that it's the problem with the Stygian Sword in his hand?!
"Kill you!" Yu Xiaoyun held the sword in one hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Ao Yuan.
The immature but hoarse voice spoke cold words.
The pink and smooth baby face is full of murderous aura.
The dark eyes are like a bottomless abyss.
"Boom!"
There was a loud bang, and the ground shook.
Outside, there was the sound of fighting and shouting, getting closer.
Ao Yuan secretly screamed badly, and dodged to the door.
Yu Xiaoyun didn't seem to hear anything, and when he saw Ao Yuan's body move, he also moved, Ao Yuan didn't move, and he didn't move.
His sword was cut off with one move, and Ao Yuan became cautious and no longer rashly attacked. Soon he found that Yu Xiaoyun said that he would kill him, but he would not take the initiative to attack, only react passively.
Despite this, Ao Yuan was still entangled by Yu Xiaoyun. As long as he moved, Yu Xiaoyun followed, and when he left the room, Yu Xiaoyun blocked his way, and he couldn't walk if he wanted to.
Kui Lan, the city lord of Baiyun City, brought a large number of people and horses, and he was bound to set foot on the Rakshasa Hall. After the big head of the Lingshan faction, Lu Liulin, and the elder Yu Feng were blown up in the secret passage, they dodged in and opened the way to kill them. Dixin and his son Digo followed.
The first child to be found was the dying Kui Lan Xia Luo, when Aoki was about to release the last few drops of her blood before she died.
Kui Lan was furious and wanted to destroy Si Aoki, holding a big axe and chasing after him.
Si Aoki wanted to escape from another secret passage, but before he reached the entrance of that secret passage, he was blocked by Kui Lan.
"Lord Kui Lan, I really didn't know that she was the young city lord, for the sake of our old acquaintances, you can spare me this time!" Si Aoki parried the big axe chopped by Kui Lan, and at the same time pretended to be innocent, justifying himself and pleading.