Boom!

Just when Ye Lie and the others were sad and sad in their hearts, and Ye Hong, Mo Yunge and others were open and proud in their hearts, another light sword appeared in the hands of Shui Zhiyao.

Then, her eyes drooped slightly, not sad or happy, she stepped forward lightly, while looking at Ye Liang who fainted in the deep pit, and said coldly: "Kneel down and kowtow a thousand times..."

"Don't you die!"

The quiet words spit out from his sandalwood mouth, penetrating the murderous intent.

Above mid-air, Lu Fengyi's nerves tensed, his fists clenched hard like iron, and his eyes stared at the ballad of water.

He knew that although the Rumor of Water had his eyes fixed on Ye Liang and had not looked at himself, the words and the outright killing intent were all coming at him.

Feeling this, the fierce giant axe in Lu Fengyi's hand appeared, and he shouted heroically: "The winner is the king, and the loser is the loser, since he is defeated, he is defeated, what qualifications does he have, he will kneel under this general!"

Although he knew the strength of the Ballad of Water, or he was no longer under himself, if he retreated and knelt down like this, the arrogance of being a strong man in the Dead Mansion made him unwilling to do so.

even, he refuted it to drink to save face.

"Good. ”

After the water rumor suddenly spit out a word that shocked everyone, she slowly raised her head and looked at Lu Fengyi, who thought she had given up her heart to make a move, and breathed a sigh of relief, and said faintly: "Since this is the case, I will let you be a defeater." ”

The light sword in her hand was slowly raised, and the tip of the deep cold sword pointed directly at Lu Fengyi, and said word by word: "However, you need to remember that if you don't kowtow, you have lost the only chance to survive, and... To be my loser, you have to..."

"Die!"

Swish!

When these words fell, the shadow of the water ballad disappeared in an instant as if it pierced the void, and swept towards Nalu Fengyi.

"Not good!"

Lu Fengyi saw the rumor of the water that suddenly disappeared in place, and after his pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't even have a chance to raise his hand, and a sword light wrapped in a cold wind reached his throat.

It looks like it's going to be pierced.

"Wait!"

Just as the phantom appeared, a familiar and tired voice suddenly came slowly, reaching the pink ears of the phantom in the air.

Stopped, her sharp sword.

The next moment, the illusory figure of the water ballad finally slowly appeared under the staggered wisps of sun and snow.

"Shhhh What a ghostly body! What a terrifying strength!"

This appearance also made everyone present hold their breath in horror and their hearts churned.

At this moment, above the air, what they saw was the ballad of water standing quietly in front of Lu Fengyi, and the light sword in his hand was against Lu Fengyi's throat.

The tip of the sword seemed to be lightly penetrated, cutting his skin, and the red blood spilled out and flowed down.

The body of the sword glowed with a cold light, which made people's hearts palpitate.

"It's... Isn't it really a dream?"

Everyone looked at it like this, as if they had a dreamy feeling.

It's really fast...

Before everyone could react, the shadow of the water rumor had already arrived in front of Lu Fengyi and sent out that fatal blow.

When he arrived at Lu Fengyi, a strong man in the dead mansion, he didn't even have time to lift his hand by half an inch before he became a defeated (dead) man, and his life was difficult to determine for him.

Even, even now, they have a sense that time has not yet passed.

'Ahem. ’

Just as everyone was staring at the shadow on the sky, out of their minds, in the deep pit, Ye Liang, who seemed to be seriously injured, coughed up a few wisps of blood and slowly stood up.

Bring a little bit of gravel and dust.

Then, under the astonished gaze of everyone, he slowly walked out of the deep pit and stepped on the gentle ground.

"It's okay!?Young Master Ye Liang (Liang'er) is still awake!?Doesn't that mean that he hasn't been defeated!?"

The people who were still stunned, seeing this scene, were also surging in their hearts, and the color of joy rose on their faces in an instant.

"Come down. ”

As if tired of spitting out a word, Ye Liang raised his head to see the sky, the jade-faced cold person, on the sickly white cheeks, pulled out a trace of arc, and said, "Let me do the next thing." ”

Grunt!

When Lu Fengyi heard this, he swallowed nervously, and looked at the water rumor in front of him with a little fear.

He was scared, he was really scared.

Before Ye Liang spoke, the moment the Ballad of Water made a move, he suddenly felt that when facing the Ballad of Water, he was so powerless, so like a useless piece of thin paper.

Slaughtered.

It is easy to be killed by the water ballad.

At this moment, Lu Fengyi understands that if the rumor of water is willing, he can take his head lightly without a breath, so can he dare to move and say anything again?

Smack!

Holding his breath for a long time, the cold sweat on Lu Fengyi's forehead couldn't stop running down his cheeks, sliding on his jaw, dripping on the ground, and wetting the light snow on the ground.

The water rumor finally took back the light sword without sadness or joy, and said, "Your luck is very good, but... That's all. ”

She understands that Lu Fengyi will die eventually, but it is not now, nor is it her hand.

Rather, a moment later, the hand of Ye Liang that she trusted.

Leaving a word like this, the Ballad of Water was also in the confusion and fear of Nalu Fengyi, put away the light sword, and slowly floated down, floating to Ye Liang's side.

Immediately, she raised her head lightly, looking at Ye Liang indifferently, and her pink lips opened lightly: "You want to kill him with your own hands?"

"It's more than that. ”

The corners of Ye Liang's white mouth pulled out a faint arc: "I don't want to, his blood will dirty your sword, his name will be abolished, and your reputation will be humiliated." ”

In his opinion, killing such a despicable (useless) person who aids in the abuse is also a blasphemy against the ballad of water.

In fact, the reason why he had this thought was also because he was lying in the deep pit just now, and he felt the maintenance of the water ballad.

The short-term protection full of selfishness reminded him of Bai Luoshui.

If she were here, she might be like that.

Therefore, Ye Liang's spitting behavior is as if he is talking about Bai Luoshui.

"You... It's really like he..."

The ballad of water stared at Ye Liang, and in the heart lake, there seemed to be water droplets dripping in, causing ripples in circles.

After a long time, she finally regained her mind, turned her head sideways and said, "Since this is the case, you can handle the follow-up yourself." ”

As she spoke, she seemed to be ruthless, and she seemed to leave Ye Liang with affection, returned to her original place, and stood alone.

"Thank you..."

Ye Liang stared at the shadow of the ballad of water, and after saying a word silently, he turned around and looked at Lu Fengyi, who seemed to have palpitations in mid-air, and said lightly: "I have to say that the journey has been quite smooth, which makes me feel proud of the enemy." ”

"Almost, it broke in your hands, but..."

After a slight pause, he slowly raised his hand, directly summoned the Bihe Sword that was inserted in the ground on the side into his hand, and spit out unhurriedly: "Thank you very much, this punch injured me and woke me up completely." ”

"Let me understand that I'm still not strong enough! So, to thank you..."

Ye Liang held the sword in his hand, gently placed it horizontally in front of him, he looked at the humming and dancing of the iron chain, as if he was jumping and moving, and spit out word by word: "I'll let you die with the most dignity!"

Rumble!

When the last word fell, a mighty sword light, wrapped in the supreme Xuanli sword, suddenly burst out from the sword of the Nabi River.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Liang slowly pointed the Bihe Sword that overflowed with sword qi towards Lu Fengyi above the air: "Bihe Sword Technique, one style..."

"The sword locks the sky, and the heavens and the earth are split!"

At that moment, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the color of the heaven and the earth changed, the wind was surging, and the remnants of snow were drifting.

At that moment, the delicate body of the water ballad shook suddenly, the head of the mantis that was lifted, the beautiful eyes trembled, and the jade hand under the sleeve of the plain yarn couldn't stop pinching: "This is... Created by Liang'er, the sword technique of the river!?"

(End of chapter)