Yang Yi is so unhurriedly fighting with Xiao Long, for him, victory is the most important thing, as for the process, it doesn't matter, he has long passed the impulse of blood and blood to fight with Xiao Long.

"Don't run if you have the ability!As a martial artist, you are so timid!" The dragon sword swirled, splitting the four blue thunderbolts again, and he now felt that he was extremely angry and anxious.

"Hehe, if you say you don't run, you won't run, and you will run head-on? Knowing that you are invincible, are you a fool or am I a fool!" Yang Yi took a good time, always kept a distance from Xiaolong, his fingers moved, and every time the thunder slashed at the most uncomfortable place in Xiaolong, he screamed at Xiaolong's anger.

"Puff ......" Ao Rushuang, who had been watching the battle from the side, couldn't help laughing when she saw Yang Yi entertaining Xiaolong like this.

This chuckle fell on Xiaolong's ears like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, making his face flush, only to see Xiaolong suddenly stop, take a deep breath, and then the long sword began to shine brightly.

"It's a big move!" Yang Yi's eyes suddenly froze, his right hand flipped over, and the Thunder Light Sword immediately began to accumulate strength.

He didn't have a hard encounter with Xiaolong just now, and there was also the meaning of dissipating Xiaolong's heart, a swordsman lost a calm heart, then his chances of failure would be greatly increased.

Sure enough, under Yang Yi's provocation, Xiao Long's long sword that was accumulating power trembled slightly, showing the unusualness in his heart.

"Good opportunity!" Seeing that Xiao Long had lost his cool and his martial arts had lost at least twenty percent of his power, Yang Yi no longer had half a point of his hand, and the Lei Guangjian moved lightly, and he made a great move.

The purple heavenly thunder and the blue heavenly thunder merged together, and suddenly the void between the two began to vibrate, which made Xiao Long also surprised, Yang Yi actually still had a martial art that could shake the void, which really shocked him, but unfortunately his sword heart was in chaos, so he had to reluctantly gather the true yuan of the whole body, he had self-confidence, and with the double blessing of his own true yuan and sword intent, he would definitely be able to slash Yang Yi under the sword.

The black thunder of destruction appeared, the terrifying power shook the void, and the surrounding space continued to make a cracking sound, Yang Yi carefully controlled the thunder of destruction, condensing it on the tip of the sword.

"Xiaolong, accept your fate!"

"Yang Yi, suffer death!"

The two of them shouted almost at the same time, with black destructive power on one side and white extermination sword qi on the other, under the unreserved momentum of the two, they frantically fought together.

"Boom ......"

The entire dense forest was destroyed in an instant, and the ground under the feet of the two people continued to shatter, making the figures of the two people continue to sink downward.

The sword qi and thunder light continued to spread around, and even the flesh of the two people was constantly being destroyed.

"Ah......h

The evenly matched result made the faces of both people show dissatisfaction, and the strength of the other party exceeded their expectations.

Especially Yang Yi, he has already made Xiaolong lose his cool, at this moment, the attack he sent out can only be about eighty percent of the heyday at most, but he can tie with his own Thunder of Destruction, you know, even the gods and demons have died under this Thunder of Destruction.

In fact, Yang Yi also overestimated Xiao Long, Xiao Long's sword intent is to exterminate the sword qi, which is similar to the thunder of destruction, which means that whether it is the thunder of destruction or the extinction sword qi, some of them have been dissolved in the battle, so that the strength of the other party other than the two people is beyond their imagination.

Two semicircles, one black and one white, began to appear where the two long swords competed, and the middle of the black and white semicircle exuded terrifying energy.

Although the two of them were covered in blood from the remnants of energy, no one would take a step back, and the young man's will to fight bravely and ruthlessly was completely stimulated.

Yang Yi did not retreat, and Xiaolong did not retreat either, and the true yuan and Dao power in his hands continued to improve.

But a hidden worry appeared, and after a long period of high-intensity combat, the thunder light sword in Yang Yi's hand made a cracking sound.

Xiao Long sensed for the first time that the long sword in Yang Yi's hand could no longer hold on, and suddenly there was a trace of ecstasy in his eyes, with the power that the two of them were now condensed in, as long as Yang Yi's long sword collapsed, the two forces would devour Yang Yi wildly, and no matter how strong his body was, it would be impossible to resist.

"Heaven is dead to you, no one can stop you, Yang Yi, suffer death!" Xiao Long roared frantically, trying his best to squeeze out the last true yuan in the dantian, and poured it all into the long sword in his hand.

"Click......

With a soft sound, the Thunder Light Sword shattered, and the dual power of black and white surged towards Yang Yi.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, the dust and sand flew, and a touch of purple and gold flashed, and then Yang Yi's figure had already disappeared in place, leaving only a terrifying pit in place.

"Yang Yi!" Ao Rushuang was shocked and struggled to stand up, but his body was still disobedient and gradually softened.

She tasted love for the first time, and a heart was all tied to Yang Yi's body, but God played a joke with her, Yang Yi was finally defeated in the battle with Xiaolong, even if the cultivation of Ao Rushuang was relatively low, but he could also sense that there was no Yang Yi's breath on the scene.

"Hahaha......" Xiao Long's eyes swept slightly, there was no more Yang Yi's half-doppelganger, not even his breath and soul fluctuations, although there was a trace of doubt in his heart, but he still laughed wildly.

"Let you be so crazy, after all, you still died under my sword, hahaha......"

"Yang Yi ......" tears flowed from his beautiful eyes, and his hands were weakly propped up on the ground.

"Ninth Princess, your man is dead, now you are mine!"

Proud Rushuang woke up suddenly, put his hands around his chest, and said tremblingly: "Don't come here, I won't let you touch me if I die!"

Xiao Long's body shook and gasped a few times, he was actually running out of oil, and the residual strength of Yang Yi's last thunder of destruction also hit his body hard.

"It's okay, Ninth Princess, I'll let you die in happiness!" Xiao Long withdrew his sword and walked over with a sinister smile, he hadn't even healed his injuries, he was now full of pride.

Proud of the despair in her eyes, she raised her head and said, "Yang Yi, you wait for me, I'm here......"

In the middle of the flip, a delicate small dagger appeared in the proud right hand, and she pressed it directly against her throat, her eyes slowly closed.

Xiao Long couldn't help but be stunned, but then smiled even more: "Even if you die, I will still destroy you madly, so that you can't escape my nightmare even if you die!"

Proud as a frost, his eyes were resolute, and when he was about to commit suicide, the space suddenly fluctuated, and Yang Yi's lazy voice came.

"Rushuang, what should I do if you die!"