The blood in Xiao Yi's mouth continued to flow out, and his heart was pierced through by Wang He's unparalleled Dao sword, that is, he would definitely die, even if he was a peerless half-immortal like a Yubei immortal in this world, if his heart was pierced, he would not be able to survive anymore, because this is where the real vitality of people lies. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Paper Xiren said calmly: "You have been wearing a mask for a lifetime, if I hadn't been lucky enough to see your true face, I always thought that you might really be a gentleman." ”

Wang He Wushuang pulled out the Dao sword, the sword body was bloody, his eyes were a little happy, but for some reason, there was also some regret.

After all, he is a genius who has been compared to the same generation, and when he dies, for him, whether it is a pleasure or a regret, he himself can't tell.

Xiao Yi deigned to squat, gritted his teeth, and stroked the wound on his chest with his right hand, but it was impossible to stop the blood from spraying, and the pain and fear in his eyes gradually subsided, turning into a calm as if he had seen through life and death.

He suppressed his pain and said, "You think I'm willing to live with a mask?"

"Whether you want to or not, wearing a mask is always a little hypocritical and always a little annoying. ”

Xiao Yi roared, "What do you know?!"

The blood in his mouth kept flowing out, and he couldn't speak clearly.

But there are many thoughts in my heart.

The Vermilion Bird Sect has a little phoenix, and the Sword Pavilion has that sword maniac, and he Guanxin Gu Xiao Yi can't be compared to those people, how can he accept this? Guanxin Valley has gradually fallen into a second-rate force over the years, and he no longer has the prestige he used to be, how can he, as the big disciple of Guanxin Valley, watch and do nothing? So he hid all his thoughts in his heart, and took a mask of hypocrisy to make friends with others, befriending the disciples of those famous sects, befriending the heroes on the rivers and lakes, and even the small sects did not forget to buy people's hearts, isn't it for the future of Guanxin Valley?!

Wearing a mask every day to show people, he himself is not tired? To be underestimated and smile at people, all anger and disgust are buried deep in his heart and cannot be expressed, is he willing?

Xiao Yi felt the vitality in his body gradually collapse, and said with a sneer: "How do you people understand me?"

Wang He Wushuang sneered: "There are few people who can understand you as a hypocrite, but those male and female disciples of your sect regard you as an idol one by one, I really don't know if they will think so after knowing that all the things that were given to you were discarded by you." ”

Xiao Yi gasped with difficulty, and fell to the ground weakly, and his eyes were hazy.

The smell of blood is strong, like a blood-colored painting, and he who falls to the ground is the person in the painting.

He didn't like the disciples of his sect in his heart, because those junior brothers and sisters were always lazy, never willing to work hard, waste all day long, and rely on their masters to run rampant, and this was the biggest gap between them and the disciples of the Three Great Dao Sects, and it was also the reason why Guanxin Valley had gradually degenerated into a second-rate force over the years.

He has been trying to change this situation, but he has not succeeded, so he has to find another shortcut, by befriending large and small sects, to win people's hearts and maintain the status of Guanxin Valley, but in the end, it ...... It's all empty.

Xiao Yi saw the little junior brother who was always like a fart in front of his saddle and behind his saddle on weekdays.

"Senior brother, if you are not a true gentleman, who else in the world can be called a true gentleman?"

The words still linger in my ears, as if they were yesterday.

The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth were raised, and his smile was bitter.

Sadness, tiredness, guilt, and pain all came to my heart, and there were mixed tastes.

Senior brother, I'm sorry, your senior brother and I really don't deserve the word gentleman.

His eyes closed slowly, never opening again.

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On the other side of the wasteland, Li Molan and the girl in white fought together.

Yi Shui is the alternate saint of the Daomen, and naturally became one of the few disciples of the Daomen who have learned the swordsmanship of the saint, and this set of swordsmanship is indeed extremely mysterious, there are few flaws, and there is really no loophole and opportunity to take advantage of it, Li Molan raised the sword against the enemy, but did not find the opportunity.

Yi Shuilian's steps seem to be a leisurely stroll, but the sword and sword hide a mystery, God knows why she has not fought much in her life, but she has such rich combat experience, and the four swords in the saint's swordsmanship are all hidden in the seemingly insipid moves, which makes people unguardable.

Fortunately, Li Molan is also quite familiar with the Holy Maiden's swordsmanship, although with Wang He Wushuang and others present, he can't also rely on the Holy Maiden's swordsmanship to fight the enemy, but he naturally knows other swordsmanship.

He danced like the wind, opened a distance of several meters, bowed and slashed, and walked the insidious next three moves, this move since the original bamboo tears and yin practice makes perfect, the sword attack people under the plate, although the ugly is ugly, but the effect is excellent, even if the girl in white is emotional, just want to kill and then fast, but can not ignore his tricky sword moves, only to defend more than attack.

For women, there are too many things that are more important than life, and they have to be guarded against, even if it is just a cheek that may damage their appearance, it is unacceptable for Yi Shui.

Li Molan had the upper hand, jumped up suddenly, the qi in his body was like a dragon out of the water, from top to bottom was the opening sword, as if he was splitting Huashan, Yi Shui backhanded with a sword of heavenly punishment to fight back, his body suddenly folded, and he actually dodged the heavy sword from top to bottom, and at the same time stabbed Li Molan in the face, but he was not afraid, the true qi in his body was agitated, and his body was forced to deflect in mid-air, and both sides actually dodged a move, and it was really equal.

The qi between the two exploded, like a hurricane roaring, the earth collapsed and exploded, and it was a mess, and at the same time, they retreated a few steps from each other left and right, widening the distance, but they also raised their swords and went up again!

Li Molan said: "You are not a Daomen saintess, why do you use this saintess sword technique?"

The main purpose of these words was to disturb the mind, but who knew that it seemed to anger the girl in white Yi Shui all of a sudden, and she said madly: "You die, she dies, I am a saint, why can't I use it?!How many years have I practiced the saint's swordsmanship, why can't I use it?!"

The eyes were red with gold, this was the vision that burst out when the dragon's eye realm was in full force.

Easy to be watery like crazy!

A cloud of red light rushed to the door, red and bright like the rising sun.

The Holy Maiden's Swordsmanship - Hongluan.

Li Molan withdrew, his body moved on the grass again and again, and he dodged all the illusory red birds, the body method was already the limit he could reach, this body method was his own practice made perfect, and there was no specific cheat, it was purely the life-saving ability that he practiced with the monster trembling near the cliff on the coast of the North Sea, although it was not fancy, but it was very practical, according to the evaluation of the withered old man before his death, this set of natural body methods was higher than those famous lotus steps to I don't know where it went.

Yi Shui was furious in her heart, and she was already a sensual woman who was easily swayed by emotions, so she was even more crazy, and when she rushed in front of Li Molan, she slashed with a sword, which was extremely ruthless, as fast as lightning that people could hardly keep up with the naked eye, and it was a deadly way of fighting, completely ignoring defense, as if she wanted to die together.

Li Molan didn't dodge or dodge, he blocked it hard, and the two of them didn't retreat an inch, but they spurted out a mouthful of blood together, spraying each other on each other's clothes, whether it was a cyan scholar shirt or a white dress, they were all dyed with a touch of scarlet from each other, which looked a little shocking.

The sword blades were handed over, and Li Molan and Yi Shui did not retreat from each other, allowing the chaotic qi to collide and roar in front of them, and walked towards the bruises all over their bodies step by step.

This is a competition in the realm of true qi and spiritual energy, and at the same time, it is a sword intent fight with kendo attainments, whoever takes a step back will definitely die!

At this moment, Li Molan realized that the girl in white in front of him not only had her aura on an equal footing with her true qi skills, but also her kendo attainments were unexpectedly unbeatable, which really surprised him.

He followed the old sword immortal dry wine poem to practice swordsmanship, and he was born with the body of a sword spirit, what a thousand miles a day, why could this girl in white, who was not a natural kendo genius, have such a tenacious sword heart? Why is her sword intent so crazy? This kind of crazy sword intent is really unheard of!

Li Molan's whole body exploded, and her body was injured by the other party's sword intent, and the blood stains were one after another, which was shocking, but she gritted her teeth and did not retreat, while the girl in white, Yi Shui, had red eyes mixed with gold, tears and blood mixed together, I am afraid that she already had the will to die!

Dozens of sword qi appeared behind Li Molan and Yi Shui, which was magnificent, stirring the heaven and earth aura.

It is the reproduction of the picture of the sword qi Jackie Chan again, this is a real sword confrontation, and the atmosphere is majestic!

Although Yu Huaji was suppressing the toxin, she couldn't help but open her eyes and look at it at this moment.

As far as the eye can see, between heaven and earth, there are swords everywhere.

Illusory sword qi fighting each other, what is this comparison?

This is no longer just kendo, but also the soul.

Manipulating nearly a hundred sword qi to fight, this not only requires the pinnacle of sword dao cultivation, but also requires a powerful divine soul that can manipulate nearly a hundred sword qi and move freely!

The sword qi on the side of the white-clothed girl Yi Shui collapsed in an instant.

Because the gap between the gods and souls was too large, the sword qi under her control collapsed, and she lost her armor in an instant.

She spat blood from her mouth, fell to the ground weakly, and the sword qi in the sky collapsed.

Defeat is like a mountain!

As a human being in two lives, how many people in this world can have a powerful soul like Li Molan?

He is equal to being born with twice the divine soul of ordinary people, and he has a mortal life, compared to the divine soul, except for those older generation cultivators who have lived for hundreds of years, who can compare with him?

The sword breaks, and the man falls.

Yi Shui's eyes were blank, she collapsed to the ground, her aura collapsed, and there were thousands of sword marks on her body, except for her face, the rest of her body almost completely turned into a bloody person, and even the white clothes had been torn apart, and the wisps could not cover the important parts.

She was defeated, she was defeated very thoroughly, on the internal qi machine, she did not lose to the young man in front of her, on the attainment of swordsmanship, she could also be equal to it after more than ten years of hard practice, but she didn't know that this young man was a human being in two lives, born to know, and the innate spirit crushed all the cultivators in Beihai.

There is no unwillingness in her eyes, and there is no madness.

Only two lines of clear tears mixed with blood turned into bloody tears.

Her life has always been a joke, and now she is even more ridiculous.

Yi Shui looked at the stars in the sky with blank eyes, did not speak, and all his emotions finally turned into a touch of calm, as if he couldn't even feel the thousands of sword wounds on his body, or he was numb.

Li Molan looked at her calmly, a little regretful, and then picked up the strands of white cloth on the ground and covered her, blocking all the parts that the girls were most afraid of exposing.

The girl looked at the starry sky blankly, and tears continued to clear from the corners of her eyes.

Yu Huaji looked at this scene in a daze, and for some reason, maybe she was infected by her, and she also cried.

But she herself didn't notice this, and it wasn't until tears fell into the palm of her hand that she suddenly woke up.

Yu Huaji saw Li Molan raise her sword.

She subconsciously shouted, "Don't!"

It was too late, or it might have been intentional, Li Molan stabbed the Dragon Elephant Sword into Yi Shui's heart, as if he hadn't heard the call.

The heart was pierced, and Yi Shui trembled.

On the beautiful and moving cheeks, a faint smile appeared, as if it was relaxed and relieved.

Before you die, those memories will always pass by like a marquee, whether you want to or not, you will see those scenes that you will never forget.

Yi Shui has always thought that the most unforgettable thing in his life is the heartbreaking moment when he watched his little senior sister become a Taoist saint five years ago.

But now, what she saw was not that scene.

She saw the first time she saw the little junior sister, the little junior sister puffed out her cheeks and shouted her junior sister's cute look, she saw the picture of the little senior sister holding the doll to play with her when she was practicing in winter, and she saw that after she fell asleep from practicing swords, she woke up and found the scene in the little junior sister's boudoir.

She still remembers that her little sister said, Yi Shui, I call you junior sister, you will be my junior sister for the rest of your life, don't you want to, whoever dares to bully you in the future will tell your senior sister, senior sister will help you teach him a lesson, what makes you unhappy, senior sister will also help you solve it together, in the end, you are my junior sister.

She said, Senior Sister, you are a few years younger than me, why don't you let me call you Senior Sister, but you have said so, you must protect me.

Then the little sister, who was younger than her and was taller than her, nodded happily, like a chicken pecking rice.

All she saw were these memories.

Yi Shui's eyes were hazy, his face was smiling, but his breath had weakened to the extreme.

She muttered to herself, "Little Fish......"

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...... (To be continued.) )