A collision occurs as if a star had exploded, and even when a star collides with another star, it is nothing more than a huge explosion. The two figures collided on the ground, one of them falling backwards while the other pressed against his neck and pushed him backwards, crashing directly into the huge mountain, startling many birds and beasts.

In the west of the Leyan Mountain Range, that is, on the Julu Plain, which is close to the country of the Imprisoned Ox, the earth-shattering battle is slowly kicking off. This giant deer was originally the last battlefield of the battle of the princes, and the loyal bones were buried under the battlefield, and the villain was also buried. It's just that no one expected that after many years, the smoke here will rise again, and a huge collision will appear again.

The white shadow's body was embedded in the layers of mountain rocks, which Nine and a Half had just pushed him in with a palm. Incredibly, there were countless gravels in the mountain, but at this time, Bai Ying's body was extremely tough and did not suffer any damage, but only spit out a little blood from his mouth. The bright red color only appeared slightly on top of the white mask, and he swallowed it back immediately.

"It's a little sweet......" White Shadow muttered. He glanced up at his front, and the figure of the nine-and-a-half was shrouded in layers of dust, and it was not real to see, but the eyes of hatred were unusually bright. His eyes full of hatred fell on the white shadow through the flying dust, and he smiled instead of being angry or afraid, "Why, you hate me so much?"

His voice seemed to be a little too arrogant, but the response was a backhand punch that slammed into his face. A loud bang came from the mountain, as if even the earth's crust had been smashed through. Nine and a half seemed to have a little skin on his hands, and huge holes appeared in the ground under his hands, but the white figure disappeared without a trace.

A slight heat appeared from the root of his ear, and a white figure appeared behind Jiuhan like a ghost, and his voice floated far and near, making people's scalp tingle. "As I said, you can't kill me, and I'll make it worse for you to live. ”

A backhand slashed over, but the lightning-like attack slashed into the air. The slap of the sword struck in the air, but it was like a meteor falling on the sea, causing waves in the air, and the air waves surged. Nine and a half turned around, only to see that the white figure who had been pressed by himself in the mountain rock before was standing there alive at this time, and there was no scar on his body, but he was dangling with a short knife in his hands, still arrogant.

"I know I can't kill you," he said, blowing the dust off his knife with his mouth, "but I'll try anyway." After all, so far, no one in the Nine Kingdoms has been able to kill a Saint Realm master in the Semi-Saint Realm, so maybe I can set this precedent. He smiled, by this time he had cut off most of his mask, his nose still hidden in white but showing two rows of white teeth. In addition to being rampant, the grin of that mouth also revealed the wisps of youth of young people. It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but at this time, this white figure seems to be like this.

But was the white shadow really young? The bare mouth in the air, the scar on his face that he didn't know how to get out spread at this time, as if it was a bright white blade. There are no holes in the squad leader's mask that he is still wearing, and his eyes are still hidden under the mask at this time, which looks terrifying and terrifying.

Who is this person and what does it have to do with him? I don't know, and I don't want to know. At this time, Jiuban was no longer the prince of the fallen country of the country of the Negative Force, nor was he Lin Ze, he was just a Saint Realm powerhouse whose friend was killed, and the murderer was standing in front of him. didn't think about what happened to those warlocks in the Half-Saint Realm, and didn't care where Wu Liangzi was, Jiu and a half stared at the person not far in front of him, at this moment he just wanted to kill the other party and avenge the eight feathers.

He lifted his leg and walked forward. The strange thing is that every time he takes a step, Bayu's voice and smile will flash in front of him. In terms of Lin Ze's memory, at this time, it was like a movie replay, and scene after scene of memories of Eight Feathers appeared in his mind. Doesn't it mean that only before people die will they recall their lives like a movie replay? But why did all the memories of Hachiyu flash one by one at this time?

"There will be 20,000 people in your life. But there are seven billion people on this earth, and how difficult is it to meet one of the 20,000 people?"

Nine-and-a-half can't remember when he read this sentence from which book, well, from today there are only 19,999 of the 20,000 people left.

He was walking forward, and with each step, the white figure was a little clearer, and he knew that he was one step closer to helping Eight Feathers take revenge, but why was the voice of the person not far in front of him so familiar?

"I also thought about what I would do if I couldn't kill you, but then I figured it out. Anyway, you can't kill me, so I'll kill the people close to you little by little. I would like to see if the powerhouses of the Holy Realm can really transcend the world and live alone. The white figure didn't speak again after saying this, he just gently rubbed the blades of the two knives in his hand against each other, and then the center of gravity of his body sank, and he put a tiger down the mountain and waited there for nine and a half. He seemed to be very confident, confident that he could kill nine and a half, confident that he could kill the Sage.

The double knives in the hands of the white figure exuded a cold aura. It seems to be a pair of murder knives, licking blood from the edge of the knife, and only after many years of raising the knife with blood can such a color appear on the old knife, which makes people a little flustered. The blade was sharp, radiating a breathtaking glow in the setting sun, and the dragon's head spiraling from the hilt seemed to prove that none of this was simple. The sword is an unsheathed sword, and it is awe-inspiring, and it seems that it can turn into a tiger in the next moment, pounce on it and directly bite the throat of his opponent. These two swords are no more than seven inches long, but they are sharp weapons for bloodletting, and I don't know how many people have been sent back to the West over the years. It is said that the barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, although they have no weapons, but the white figure in the eyes of the nine and a half eyes is just a corpse that is about to be destroyed. Gradually, he drew closer, stopped a mile away, took a deep breath, and then stood there, unmoved.

He seemed to have something to say to the other party.

In this way, the two were deadlocked for a quarter of an hour, and neither of them took the lead. The reason for the nine and a half is unknown, but Bai Ying is really a little frightened. Fang Cai was a little far away, and the breath up and down Jiuhan's body didn't seem to be released. It wasn't until the other party got closer that the white figure found that it turned out that the cultivation of the upper and lower breaths of the nine and a half bodies was vast, and it was difficult to guess. If he compares himself to a lake, then the other side is the sea, and it is an unfathomable ocean that repeats itself over and over again.

He was a little scared.

At this time, Jiu Ban suddenly closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, as if forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, and said, "Who is behind you?"

The White Shadow didn't speak.

"Who instigated you to dare to kill my friend?"

Bai Ying still didn't speak, but a lot of sweat suddenly appeared in his palm, and he began to be a little scared.

Jiuhan didn't ask again, and the air seemed to be condensed at this moment. Only the sound of the wind came from the ears of both sides, and the white shadow almost regarded the slight sound of the wind as the last breath before the arrival of death, and the heart of Nine Half was only restless.

If you kill someone, you can't pay for your life. for thy life is not as good as hers.

He opened his eyes suddenly, as if the heavens and the earth were opening and closing, causing the last line of defense in Bai Ying's heart to collapse suddenly. That kind of huge power like Mount Tai's overwhelming power, the huge power that made the heavens and the earth lose color, like Pangu opening the sky and breaking the chaos, fell on Bai Ying's body in an instant, and he lost the first collision.

So the next moment, there was almost no room for resistance, and the next moment Nine and a Half stood directly in front of the white figure, and then grabbed the collar of his clothes and pulled it up. Bai Ying panicked, but fortunately, he reacted, and then his left and right double knives slashed towards the temples on both sides of the nine-and-a-half. His knife was very fast, bringing a series of white shadows and bursts of sky-breaking sound in the air towards Jiuhan's head, but Jiuhan's technique was obviously more rapid, and his left hand raised one left and one right and waved slightly, and the double knives in his hand instantly fell to the ground. When the double knives landed, the head of the nine and a half "banged" on the other party's head, and the white mask immediately showed a touch of redness, but it was not flushed, but the color of blood.

White Shadow seemed to want to resist, he never imagined that the battle would end so quickly, and when he really fought it, he was held in his hands like a powerless child. So his fists rushed upward, trying to take advantage of the momentum to hit Jiuhan's head, but apparently this method also miscalculated.

His speed was like a ghost, but his body was like a ghost, and in an instant, his family moved behind him. Jiu Ban directly stretched out his hands and grabbed the other party's two arms, and then directly pushed back, and as the sound of bones breaking appeared in the ears of both sides, Bai Ying's arms were cut off like this.

That's right, that's how it was broken.

The arms hung limply on the ground, and beads of sweat on the white shadow's face dripped down one by one. He hung his arms and head weakly, kneeling in front of him like a loser. At this moment, he seemed powerless to resist.

"Why are you so strong........ Is this the cultivation of the Saint Realm powerhouse, why is it so terrifying!" He turned his head sharply and roared angrily, but in response was a solid punch that slammed into the temple on the left side of his face. The punch made his face sink a little, and the head hung helplessly again, without making any other sound.

Nine Half's face was a little dry by the wind, and he shook his bloodied right fist, then turned and stood in front of the other party. Pinched the other party's face with his left hand and looked at the other party's mask carefully, "Give you one last chance, explain the person behind you, and I'll give you a good time." ”

"Is there anyone behind me, do you think there is someone above me?"

The white shadow's teeth were bared and ugly. In response, he was greeted by a fist of Nine-and-a-half, which slammed into Shirakei's face, causing his nose to sink in an instant, and then spurting out a pool of blood.

"There is the evil of killing people in the past, and there is the evil of killing people in the future, of course I have to choose the former. What a wonderful thing it is to kill, and when you watch the blood gushing out of those white flesh, don't you feel pleasure?" he was still smiling, as if he were a madman. At this moment, the white figure seemed to be Bai Impermanence crawling out of hell, but Bai Impermanence was an official in the underworld who harvested the lives of mortals, and he was a demon.

Three punches in quick succession all smashed into the opponent's face, one of which directly dislocated the white figure's jaw. Jiu Ban let go of his left hand, and in turn pinched the other party's white mask with his blood-stained right hand, and said: "Killing one person is a murderer, killing ten people is evil, killing thousands of people is a general, killing millions of people can become an emperor through the ages, I guess that's what you think in your heart, right?" His voice was indifferent, and there was almost no temperature at this time.

"I want to see what kind of character you are. ”

He pulled off the white hood, but the next moment the face left him there, confused, not knowing what to say. Although the skull was already full of blood and signs of redness, the familiar face, the familiar scars, and the familiar eyes full of hatred made Nine Halves' face full of consternation.

Isn't this person Wuwei?

His arms were still hanging in the air, but the person in front of him suddenly laughed, and he laughed wildly and arrogantly.

"Why didn't you expect it to be me?"

"Surprised, surprised, unhappy?"

"I said I would come back, and I would ask for everything you took from me one by one, and I would never break my word. ”

As soon as the words fell, the blood mist filled the vision of the nine and a half. A huge roar followed, and the explosion knocked his ears buzzing. It is said that when two women are together, it is like a meeting of a thousand sparrows, but at this time, how can there be more than two thousand women in the ears of the nine-and-a-half? He stepped back suddenly, and suddenly withdrew from the layers of blood mist.

At this moment, the witchtail actually exploded. He chose to blow himself up, blowing himself up into layers of blood mist, and wanted to kill Jiu and a half in a lose-lose way, this kind of hatred is probably hated to the bones.

Looking at the blood mist in front of him, Jiu Ban was a little confused. This kind of magic he knew, it was something that only existed in the classics, and it was a secret technique unique to the Blood Demon Sect that was once rampant on the entire continent. The caster does not hesitate to give up his life and detonate his own meridians, killing his enemies at close range. This kind of suicidal spell once caused a bloody storm on the entire continent, and it was the joint efforts of the five major families at that time that jointly destroyed the existence of the Blood Demon Sect.

Looking at the blood mist, he didn't know what to say for a while, and he couldn't speak. This man just died? He killed Hachiyu and then committed suicide, is this the end of it? He hasn't tortured him, he hasn't made him pay his debts, he hasn't torn off his bones and skinned him.

He killed his best friend, a man who should have had his youth and should have lived for a long, long time, died like this, and the murderer died just as easily, and he was at a loss for a moment.

Jiuhan knew that he still had a lot of things to do, and he knew that he wanted to help the country of the burden, restore the country, and quell the war, although these things should have nothing to do with him. He can be an idler completely, and he can live a comfortable life, anyway, he is not nine and a half but Lin Ze from the root, and no one told him that he must be the first in the world, and he must win everyone to realize the value of his life.

The value of his life is to live, not to save the world.

Once upon a time, this man forced himself to do some things, including saving the world, and he didn't even give up when Qiao He gave up on him, because Qiao He was still alive and well somewhere in this world, and he didn't die. But at this time, the eight feathers died and disappeared completely. Hachiyu was his friend, the person who accompanied him all the way, and the person who supported him, but at this time she died.

Even now, he could clearly perceive the location of Bayu's corpse, and he thought that after killing the murderer, Bayu's death could be regarded as an understanding, but when Wuwei really died in front of him, nine and a half of his life suddenly became empty.

Where should he go next, collect the body of Bayu, or rush back to Huqin City to tell Shaohong all this?

Witchtail is dead, but nothing is left. He didn't say why he wanted to kill, he didn't say who the person behind him was, and he didn't say how much he hated Jiuhan. He should hate Jiuhan, but he didn't say it, so this became a confused stalk in Jiuhan's heart, choked there, empty and lonely.

Nine-and-a-half, I don't know what he's supposed to do.