The Nangong family's flying knife stunt is one of the strongest martial arts in the Yugu Continent, and it can force Nangong Yao to fight for so long, until the opponent's mind is slightly lost, and then he has the opportunity to perform this trick and mother flying knife stunt, which shows that the opponent's strength is also very strong. Vertices

In this move, the real killer move is the three throwing knives that come later.

In fact, he can come first, but at that time, the opponent was on the ground, and the long sword in his hand could also hit the flying knife, which was of little significance, and the best time was when he flew up, when he was in the air, and it was when he was exhausted, so he chose to send out a fatal three swords at that time.

However, he had no intention of killing, and the reason they fought was just to prevent the other party from protecting Qin Siyong.

Moreover, from the bottom of their hearts, such a loyal protector of the Lord, they still admire each other in their hearts, no matter whether they have fought or not, even if they know that they may die in battle, they still resist the order to protect their master, such a person is worthy of respect.

Master Illusion also had such compassion, and did not kill the person who was injured by him in front of him, but chose to seriously injure the opponent to the ground, unable to fight again.

Therefore, Nangong Yao's flying knife did not shoot at the opponent's vital parts, but only to stab the opponent and make the opponent unable to fight again.

As he wished, the man was shot in both shoulders and abdomen with throwing knives, and he also fell to the ground, unable to continue the fight.

Four of the seven mysterious masters of the Eastern Qin Kingdom have fallen at this time, and it can be said that the overall situation has been decided, and it is impossible for the remaining three to turn the tide of the battle and come back to life.

At this moment, the leader of the fat old man was also injured by the joint efforts of Feng Tianyu and Ouyang Bo, the right hand holding the sword was injured by Feng Tianyu's dog-beating stick, the long sword fell to the ground, and the shoulder of the left hand was stabbed by Ouyang Bo with a sword, bleeding non-stop, and he also lost his combat effectiveness.

The man who fought with the sky for a long time, after Simon smiled and joined the battle, was also quickly stabbed and fell.

The last one, because his companions had all fallen, and the psychological defense line had finally collapsed, and it became even more difficult to support under the attack of Zhiyun Shitai and Hua Duanrou.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nangong Yao easily sent out a flying knife and hit his hand holding the sword, and the long sword fell, thus announcing their complete defeat.

In fact, the strength of these seven people is not bad, if they all fight alone, the ending may be rewritten, especially their two helps, one is Dongfang Yunfei and the other is Qin Yuanfeng, none of them played.

The two of them are masters of the same level as Feng Tianyu, and their leader is slightly higher than them, as long as Dongfang Yunfei and Xiao Yuanfeng help fight for a while, that fat leader will have a chance to break through and achieve the final victory.

It's a pity that there are no ifs.

This is also a causal cycle, Qin Siyong also had a feud with the Eastern family, so there is a result that they will not make a move today.

Qin Siyong looked at the seven people who fell to the ground, his eyes were very complicated, they would rather resist the order than protect themselves, they did their greatest duty, with such a loyal guard, he did not do his duty well, and his heart was full of guilt.

However, seeing that they were only injured and did not worry about their lives, I was relieved.

He could see that the other party had no intention of killing them, probably in a kind of pity for heroes!

So, he said to Mu Qianmei:

"Thank you!"

Mo Huan lifted the long sword again and came to him.

The fat old man who fell to the ground begged:

"Master Mo,

You killed seven of us, how about letting the emperor go? ”

Mo Huan shook his head and replied:

"It doesn't make sense."

After finishing speaking, he raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Qin Siyong's eyebrows.

Qin Siyong's face was calm, he didn't have any fear, let alone any request, mourning was greater than heart death, heart was dead, how could he be afraid of death?

He just had some regrets in his heart that the Ugu Continent had not been unified in his hands.

The sword in Mo Huan's hand pointed at Qin Siyong's eyebrows steadily, but he suddenly found that it was difficult to pierce in.

Killing a person who has no power to fight back, he has never done it, he would rather kill in battle with dignity, or be killed, that is also without regrets, but he does not want to kill like this.

At this moment, as long as the long sword in his hand was gently pushed forward, the youngest and promising emperor of the Eastern Qin State could fall under his sword, but he did not have any excitement and joy in his heart, but was full of depression, he really hoped that this person could still raise the sword in his hand and fight with him.

If you can beat him and kill him in battle, you will have no regrets.

It's a pity that Qin Siyong is no longer able to fight, he just stands quietly like that, the sword in his hand is like a crutch, and it only supports his body.

Qin Siyong was very calm, but Mo Huan was very conflicted and entangled, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and he still couldn't stab it.

The people watching from the side, no one spoke, everyone just quietly watched how Mo Huan chose, because now the choice is in his hands, whether to kill or release, just between his thoughts, there is a reason to kill, there is a reason not to kill, what to choose, can only let him follow his heart, outsiders should not interfere, even Mu Qianmei will not make this decision for him.

He was so nervous, Qin Siyong smiled slightly in understanding, then stretched out his left hand, grasped the blade of Mo Huan's long sword, and stabbed it on the forehead.

When he held the sword, Mo Huan hadn't reacted to whether he wanted to push away or stop, but he didn't expect him to stab at the center of his eyebrows, so he was still in a state of confusion, the long sword in his hand neither advanced forward with the trend, nor pulled it back decisively, the long sword was completely controlled by Qin Siyong, and it was his own strength that pierced into the center of his eyebrows.

Just as the tip of the sword pierced into the center of his eyebrows, a red silk burst out of the air, tightly wrapping around his hand holding the long sword, so that his hand could not enter any more inches.

A drop of blood slid down his eyebrows and onto the tip of his nose, which looked extremely eye-catching, even with a bit of poignant.

His eyes followed the red aya, looked at the other end of the red aya, and then saw a somewhat familiar face, and a pair of affectionate eyes, that look made him suddenly throb, this is the look he really wanted to see from Mu Qianmei's eyes, but unfortunately Mu Qianmei has never looked at him like this.

After a short period of distraction, he remembered who this person was, this was the woman who used to dress as a man with Mu Qianmei, she was Mu Qianmeiren's sister, and she was also the contemporary valley owner of Wanhua Valley.

It turned out that she actually had such feelings for herself.

Qin Siyong smiled apologetically, and continued to exert force in his hand, wanting to pierce his eyebrows deeply.

However, with his combat strength exhausted, how much strength can he muster? He tried his best, but he couldn't make any more progress.

Hua Wanrou said with tears in her eyes:

"You used to be dead, so what's the trouble?"

In the flower is soft

When the red silk in his hand wrapped around Qin Siyong's hand holding the sword, everyone looked at Hua Duanrou in unison, and like Qin Siyong, they also saw his deep affection for Qin Siyong from Hua Duanrou's expression and eyes, although they didn't know how she could have such feelings for Qin Siyong, but everyone understood that she had fallen into.

Qin Siyong's apologetic smile pierced her heart, she knew that there was no place for her in his heart.

However, she still didn't want him to die like this, especially in such a miserable and lonely state.

If he had been killed in the battle with Mu Qianmei and Liu Tingfeng just now because he was defeated by his opponent in martial arts, he would have died like that, and no matter how deep his feelings were, he could only hide in his heart, but he did not die in the battle, he was a draw with one enemy and two battles, and it was a lose-lose situation.

The only variable was Mo Huan, but Mo Huan was the only person present who had the right to kill him, because their battle was not over.

However, Mo Huan couldn't make a move, everyone could see that Mo Huan didn't want to kill a person who had no power to fight back.

In the end, Qin Siyong, who was still dead, chose to end his life by himself, because he didn't want to be so deadlocked, and handed himself over to others as life and death, waiting for other people's thoughts, he was not used to waiting like this, rather than waiting for others to decide, it was better to decide by himself.

He is accustomed to being in control of everything, and is never willing to let others take control of himself, including his own life.

The heart is dead, so what's the point of living? For him, waiting was a shame, and he didn't need it.

If others don't want to give themselves a ride, then send themselves!

I didn't expect that at the last moment, such an accident would happen, and someone actually had a deep affection for him, and he didn't let himself choose to leave in this way.

Qin Siyong replied with a wry smile:

"The heart is dead, what is the point of living?"

Hua Qianrou continued to tearfully say:

"However, I don't want you to die, since you have died before, the future life should be regarded as another life!"

I don t want you to die, this is the most powerful reason, thinking of his feelings for Mu Qianmei, he suddenly understood and understood Hua Qianrou's mood.

So, he muttered:

"One more life?"

There was a bit of confusion in the words, and there seemed to be a little understanding.

Hua Qianrou looked at Mu Qianmei with a little expectation, and asked softly:

"Sister, can you do it?"

Mu Qianmei didn't answer her words immediately, but looked at Mo Huan and asked:

"Mo Huan, what about your choice?"

In the final analysis, the real decision is in Mo Huan's hands, whether to kill or not to kill depends on his thoughts, if he insists on killing, no one can stop him, even if he spends all his patience.

Hua Duanrou immediately looked at Mo Huan, with a bit of begging in her eyes, but she didn't speak.

Everyone once again focused their eyes on Mo Huan, wanting to see what choice he would make.

In the eyes of everyone, Mo Huan said coldly:

"His heart is dead, what difference does it make if I kill it or not?"

As he spoke, with a little force in his hand, he pulled the long sword out of Qin Siyong's hand, wiped the blood stains on it slightly, and then simply withdrew it into the scabbard.