The momentum of the dragon spear changed, and nine stabs in a row, the afterimage flickered, and nine thunderbolts burst out along the tip of the spear.

"Yan Yu" flipped his right wrist and changed it to push. The void surged, and a sigil with a diameter of about one zhang appeared in front of Yao Bin. Nine thunderbolts shot into the sigil, and they disappeared completely. At the same time, the same sigil on the other side quietly appeared behind the "Yan Yu", spitting out nine fierce thunderbolts, like nine dragon teeth, tearing apart a forest behind it.

With a flip of the gesture, the sigil vanished. The huge palm of the icon swept in, facing the falling figure of Yao Bin, who had nowhere to borrow strength in the air. Its palm is fierce, and it has condensed into an entity.

Seeing this, Yao Bin did not panic, the dragon stabbed obliquely, and shouted softly: "Fixed!"

Looking at the palm of his hand again, it slowly froze in front of Yao Bin. I saw that the tip of the dragon spear was pointed at the palm of the palm, and dense and small arcs of electricity spread out from that sharp point, covering the entire palm in the blink of an eye, and it seemed that there was a posture along the arm all the way into the holy icon.

The idol's palm trembled violently, shattering all the small arcs of electricity in his palm, and his five fingers were closed, wanting to pinch Yao Bin in his hand.

Yao Bin exerted his strength with both arms, and with the help of the dragon spear, he slammed it in his palm, jumped up, and dodged his palm. Then there was a flash of thunder under his feet, accompanied by a violent roar, and he jumped into the air again.

"Yan Yu" put his hands in front of his chest, palms facing each other, and then turned his wrist, his left hand was held up, and his right hand was covered with it. In an instant, the space around Yao Bin slowly trembled, and invisible pressure surged from all directions. Yao Bin's eyes were fierce, the dragon roared and danced, and several sharp blades cut out, tearing the pressure space around him to pieces. "Yan Yu" lowered his head and looked at his right hand, a shallow hair-like wound quietly cracked.

Yao Bin's legs suddenly joined together, and the thunder flashed again, and his figure rose again, which was already slightly higher than the forehead of the holy icon.

Yao Bin's right arm was raised, and the dragon roared and floated up. The originally clear night sky was already cloudy, and the razer roared in the dim clouds. Yao Bin's eyes were shining with silver light, and the violent thunder surged, wrapping the dragon spear and shaping it into a giant thunder spear as thick as a waist and several zhang long. Yao Binhu's waist twisted, and he took his shoulder and arm with him, like a dragon turning over the river, and a dragon gun was pulled out.

The thunder and lightning roared, as if the sky was venting its anger. "Yan Yu" didn't dare to slack off, and a circle of dark cyan sigils larger than just now appeared in the air, wanting to swallow the thunderbolt giant spear, and another sigil appeared behind him. However, as soon as the tip of the spear was submerged into the sigil, a loud roar was heard, and the speed of the giant spear was slightly sluggish. The sigil that swallowed the tip of the spear trembled violently, and no tip of the spear poked out from the other sigil. In the next moment, the sigil shattered, and the tip of the swallowed spear came out of thin air, continuing to pierce the "hot rain" with terrifying power.

"Yan Yu" snorted, and when he saw the thunder spear rushing, his jade hand was lightly raised. The tall icon behind him also raised his hand and stood in front of the thunder spear. The void in the palm of his hand surged, and circles of spatial fluctuations spread, forming a dark cyan barrier that almost covered half of the sky.

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"What are you doing?"

"Didn't do anything. ”

"I feel your breath getting weaker and weaker. Stop it, or you'll drain your life force. ”

"I'm sorry, I can't. I need more strength. ”

"No way!"

"You said, you are me, I am you. Your strength is mine. ”

"It's not time for me to wake up, my power is very unstable, and you can't afford it. ”

"I'm sorry, it's my choice and yours. ”

“······ Be careful. ”

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The thunderbolt slammed into the barrier, and the arc of lightning splashed in all directions, reflecting the night sky under the layers of dark clouds as if it were day. The cyan ripples on the barrier flowed, endlessly, without the slightest trace of wavering.

Yao Shen staggered to the vicinity of the battle circle, looking up at the tall icon and the fierce thunder spear in the air, his eyes full of worry. is worried about whether she is Yao Bin's opponent, and even more worried about whether she is still the original Yanyu. He looked around, and suddenly found that there was no longer Yao Bin's figure in the air, and even the dark clouds in the air began to slowly disperse, and he couldn't help frowning.

The cyan barrier froze, and the massive thunder spear finally dissipated, revealing the dragon spear wrapped in thunder and lightning. The dragon spear, which had lost its momentum of sprinting, fell weakly from the air, and "Yan Yu" saw that the threat was no longer there, so he looked away, and at this moment he realized that he could no longer find Yao Bin's location.

"Behind!!" Yao Shen shouted loudly on the ground.

Behind the icon, Yao Bin dispersed the thunder and was quietly falling from the sky. His arms were relaxed, and his breath was tightened, as if he were gliding through the air. Grabbing his right hand, he saw that the dragon spear not far away seemed to be under some kind of traction, and it flew in a whirlwind. Yao Bin grabbed the gun in his hand, and a ball of thunder suddenly erupted from the soles of his feet, and his body changed, and he stabbed the gun towards the "hot rain".

In just a few breaths, Yao Bin went from being a warrior who attracted Tianwei to a silent and deadly assassin.

"Yan Yu" heard Yao Shen's shouting, and at the same time felt the piercing blade qi behind him. The gun was close, and she didn't have time to react. The icon turned half of its body and pumped its arm towards Yao Bin. Yao Bin's body suddenly curled up, and he deftly rolled over the huge arm of the icon. Then, in the blink of an eye, its body stretched again, its toes touched the elbow joint of the icon, and it rushed towards the "Rain" steel spear and stabbed out of its bosom, a cold glow. A series of movements flowed smoothly, like a flying scorpion.

Fast, steady, ruthless!

This is not a sneak attack, but the art of killing giants.

At this time, the dragon spear had reached the side ribs of the icon. The blade qi condensed at one point, easily breaking through the dark cyan light. Its blade was so sharp that even though it was still some distance away from the body of "Yan Yu", it still cut through the skin on her shoulder, leaving a cross-shaped scar the size of a little thumb.

"Thunder in the sky!"

At the moment of life and death, a thunder dragon rushed straight up from the ground, hit Yao Bin who was caught off guard, devoured him, and rushed straight into the air with him before slowly dissipating. Yao Bin's eyes rolled white, his hair was counted down, and his body was covered with scorched burns. He was paralyzed, but he was still clutching the dragon gun in his hand. The dragon spear was still unwilling at the last moment, and it could cut through the skin on the side of the illusory icon, and the sharp blade qi that could have taken its life was only left on Yan Yu's shoulder in the end.

Yao Shen was half-kneeling weakly, his chest rising and falling violently, and there were still small electric arcs beating on his skin. His right fist smashed a deep pit into the ground that reached his forearm, and the sand around him was charred black. Previously, it was the "Tianxiang Thunder" that he used to sneak attack Yao Bin and save the life of "Yanyu".

This was the first time that Yao Shen did not rely on the dragon gun to cast the "Heavenly Thunder", and the arc filled his meridians, almost bursting his arm. He carefully drew his bloodied right arm, and the whole arm was unconscious. It seems that it can be stronger!" Yao Shen gasped and muttered in his heart.

"Yan Yu" breathed a sigh of relief, and a cold sweat oozed from his forehead. With both hands parted, a distorted space-time crack appeared in front of Yao Bin, as if the devil was laughing miserably, and behind it was a depth that was not in the world. Yao Bin had recovered most of the time, and he was shocked when he saw the cross-dressing in front of him. All creatures except Zhuang Ling, if they fall into this rift in time and space, will be banished to this infinite void for eternity, and there is no way out, either to die or to turn into a living zombie in eternal loneliness. Even Zhuang Ling needs to be extremely cautious when facing the infinite void, if he goes too deep, it is easy to get lost in it, and then he can escape into reincarnation to fight for a way out.

Yao Bin flipped his legs upward, his head was down, his arm was holding the dragon spear close to his side, and the whole person accelerated downward, intending to get as far away from this dangerous thing as possible. However, before he could move his form, a large dark cyan sigil appeared behind him. He was caught between the sigil and the rift in space, and the ominous feeling almost suffocated him.

The moment the sigil was completed, the palm of the holy icon poked out of it, and the palm wind was fierce, slapping Yao Bin heavily in the palm of his hand, pressing him into the crack in time and space.

Yao Bin knew that the huge force behind him could not be resisted, and then looked at the death situation in front of him. The Jedi didn't have time to think about it, his eyes were full of determination and madness, he roared angrily, raised the dragon gun, the gun intent was full, the blade qi was condensed, and he was the first to break into the crack in time and space.

Seeing this, "Yan Yu" grabbed it with his left hand, and the space-time crack closed with it.

However, just when the crack closes to a hair-like black line, a sudden change occurs!

The space around the black line suddenly fluctuated violently, like a hot pebble thrown into a shallow pool, and the space twisted strangely, and the folds of time and space twisted together like annual rings. Suddenly, the space exploded, the black light flickered, and the dark clouds, which had almost dissipated, suddenly spun rapidly in the air. The force of the explosion shattered the sigils on the side and the palm of the icon, and the "Yan Yu" trembled and coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the right arm of the icon began to shatter from the severed arm, until the shoulder barely stopped.

"Ah!!!!!h

In the explosion, a blood shadow with a blood gun rushed out, it was Yao Bin. He roared, and there was no expression on his blood-covered face, only a fist-sized bloody mouth, and the fierce demon was about to retreat three points when he saw it.

In the next moment, the blood spear and blood shadow disappeared together, and a trace of white line mixed in the aftermath of the explosion, piercing the illusory icon and the heart of the hot rain among the lightning and flint. The white line then takes on a human form and falls feebly from the sky. The icon trembled for a moment, and the dark blue light dimmed sharply, and finally turned into bits of green light, floating in the air, and the hot rain fell from it.

"No!" Yao Shen yelled in despair, forcibly dragging his seriously injured body, rushing forward to catch Yan Yu, but he was knocked to the ground together, and at the last moment, he used his body to block the impact of the ground for Yan Yu.

"Hot rain!hot rain!no!ah!ah!"

In Yan Yu's body, the weak soul slowly shattered, and another soul-like thing trembled slightly, stretched out, wrapped it tightly, and fused into a new soul. A faint blue color spread out from the dantian, carefully protecting the meridians of the hot rain. However, Yan Yu did not wake up because of this. Life and death, spirit and air, fantastic and insurmountable.

Yao Shen slowly got up, tears hanging on his face, dazed. After a few moments, the tears were dried by the rage, the angry eyes were wide open, the pupils shrunk like a black needle, and the edges of the eyes were bloodshot. He turned around stiffly, only to see the old man swaying in the distance and standing up with the blood gun. Wounded on top of each other, the old man looked much more miserable than Yao Shen, but he did not suffer from his internal injuries. The blood on the dragon spear slowly trickled down the body of the spear, revealing its original bright silver.

"If you don't use your own power, you can only play with fire and set yourself on fire. The old man wiped the blood from his eyes and muttered to himself.

"You killed her. Yao Shen's tone was terrifyingly gloomy, and his eyes were almost dripping blood. Blood streaks appeared on the half-crippled right arm, gradually hardening and bulging, and branding into a blood-red dragon pattern. It's just that the dragon pattern is hidden under the blood, and it is difficult to detect.

"That's right. The old man said calmly, "You have already been defeated once, do you still want to try it? Why should you be my enemy when you don't even have a dragon gun?"

"Just by virtue of it, I'm better than you!"

Before the words fell, Yao Shen disappeared, and a white thread burst out in the old man's shocked gaze, piercing into the old man's chest and revealing a human form. Yao Shen stopped in front of the old man, his right arm piercing his chest, blood gushing out. The right fist that came out of his back continued to tremble, and the little finger and ring finger were deformed to one side, and the broken phalanx of the little finger directly pierced the skin.

The old man lowered his head, looked at the arm that had passed through his chest, then looked up at the last soldier, and suddenly smiled.

"Bare hands······ Son ······"

Before the words were finished, the craziest and strongest heart in this troubled world finally stopped beating.

Yao Shen pulled out his arm, and the old man's body fell to the ground, and the dragon gun rolled to the ground. He glanced at it, picked it up with both hands, and held it high above his head. The tip of the spear hung low, allowing blood to drip from the tip of the spear. After a moment, he plunged in front of him, nailed it firmly to the old man's chest, and sank a full half of the spear into the earth.

Then, Yao Shen seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground. He clasped the ground with his left hand and crawled little by little towards the body of Yan Yu in the distance, leaving a trail of blood behind him. At this time, only seven or eight bold villagers came to check on the situation in shock. Yao Shen's face was like ashes, tears flowed on his own, and he crawled stubbornly under the frightened and pitiful eyes of others.

He lay on the corpse of the hot rain and buried his eyes in the crook of his arm.

"Uhh Gradually, the howling stopped, and only the faint choking sound remained, which was faint but unusually clear in the silence of the forest.

After a long time, a man finally couldn't bear it anymore and bent down to help him up. The other men saw it and stopped talking. At the moment when the man's hands were about to touch Yao Shen, his hands suddenly stopped. After a few moments, he stood up again, turned away, and was silent with his back to the two of them. The other men saw it and learned him to turn away.

The remnant clouds dissipated completely, and the soft moonlight sprinkled on the forest.

The night is like water, quietly flowing in people's hearts.

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It was dusk, and the setting sun shone obliquely on the simple courtyard and on the cliff behind the hut that was as smooth as a stone monument. In the simple hut, the girl changed into clean clothes, wiped the blood on her body, and lay down peacefully on the bed, with handfuls of white flowers on the table next to the bed. Yao Shen sat aside, his face as usual. His clothes were torn, covered in blood, and covered in bruises, but only one hand was clean, because these hands were going to be dressed for the last time for the hot rain. In addition, even the broken bone of the little finger of the right fist was still exposed, and the flesh at the wound had turned grayish-white.