readx;? The battle is going on again!

But this time, it was tragic and the most shocking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this moment, no one can imagine where Bi Yu's limit is and what strength he relies on to stand up.

His steps staggered, clearly like a drunken person, as if he was about to fall down in the next moment, but he always insisted on taking steps, dragging a long trail of blood, and persistently walked towards the river waves.

The body is broken as if it will completely collapse and disintegrate in the next breath, and even the bones will be broken into dozens of pieces, and everyone has a thrilling feeling, but they are always so stubborn to move forward.

What kind of will is this?

Someone showed respect, this is a tribute to a strong person, so strong that it is not strength.

Among the people present, no one's strength realm is lower than Bi Yu, but no one dares to say that he is stronger than Bi Yu at this moment.

A strong person is a strong heart, a will, and a strong heart that is not afraid of the sky.

The heavy footsteps, stepping on blood, walked out of a road to victory, like stepping on everyone's heart, heavy, overwhelming.

In those dark eyes, there seemed to be no pain, some were just blurry, just indifference under a hollow.

Could it be that this is Tianjiao, this is the gap between people?

All the disciples who challenged the Dragon Leaping Ring, including the elite captains or deacons sitting in the ring, including the blue-armored guards stationed on both sides of the ring, looked at the slightly immature figure in the ring, and there seemed to be something different in their eyes.

This is a recognition, a recognition of Bi Yu, and a recognition of the name of Tianjiao.

Looking at Jiang Lang at this time, he was covered in blood, his injuries were lighter than Bi Yu, but he also had many broken bones all over his body, his internal organs were also damaged, and he was coughing up blood, but he could only lie on the ground weakly, lying down, waiting for Bi Yu to approach.

He was smiling, not knowing what that smile meant.

But his pride, at this moment, seemed to be completely crushed, crushed in Bi Yu's heavy voice, as if he was about to fall down.

He wanted to shout the word admit defeat, he was afraid of death, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that this way of escaping was even more humiliating, so shameful that after he lost his pride, he did not even retain his last self-esteem.

Struggling, he was in severe pain, and large beads of sweat seeped out from his forehead and pores all over his body.

The beads of sweat, with a hint of blood, were caused by the severity of the injuries in his body, but he struggled and sat up after all.

His legs had been broken and fractured in the explosion, and he was unable to stand up, but his strength still remained, and the purple snake sword was still grasped in his hands, and although his hands were blurred with flesh and blood, he still held it tightly.

"Come on...... Kill me, kill me, you will win, you will not admit defeat, I Jianglang....... Neither will it. ”

Jiang Lang laughed, he sitting, but his figure was as majestic as a mountain, his back was straight, and he stood proudly like a lone pine.

This is a battle between life and death, the victor is eligible for glory, and the loser is the only one who dies.

Only death is the only way to preserve dignity.

The people in the audience, looking at the people on the stage, the people on the stage, but there is no longer the existence of everyone in the outside world, only each other, only life and death.

Yuelongtai, this is the bloody Yuelongtai, past Jackie Chan, but can't pass, it's still a worm, or die.

"Come on!" Jiang Lang shouted, his handsome face was full of fighting spirit.

No one is going to stop it, and this battle of life and death is destined to have one side fall and sacrifice.

In the side hall, many elder protectors sighed, and more people had a little complexity in their eyes, but they just watched, quietly watching.

At this moment, no one can stop it, maybe they can save both sides with just one order.

But to save in this case is equivalent to to harming.

A warrior, life and death are the destination, if you retreat, even if it is not voluntary, but you have lost your dignity and sharpness, it will become a barrier to your advancement in the future, and become a demon in your heart.

A brilliant purple sword aura pierced the sky, bringing a sharp whistling sound and stabbing at Bi Yu's broken body.

This sword, in terms of power, is not as good as before, and it can be easily broken by a martial artist in the realm of qi generals.

But this sword is already the strongest combat power that Jiang Lang can exert at this moment.

Bi Yu's footsteps paused, his wounds all over his body were still bleeding, but the signs of blood flow had gradually slowed down, and the vitality in his body was running rapidly according to the running route of the doomsday battle body, and under the infusion of the black hole cyclone gathering the vitality of the eight directions, the injuries of the flesh and body were healing at an extremely fast speed.

In the face of this sudden attack of sword qi, his eyes were even more blurred, his hands were broken, but at this moment, his right hand was raised, and the moment he pointed out, blood shot out from the place where the wound was broken, and a black Yuan Qi condensed sword qi suddenly appeared in his fingers, turning into wisps of smoke and condensing.

"Magic sound!"

The mournful sword roar echoed, and the voice still seemed so harsh, like a demon crying.

The moment it appeared, it suddenly clicked in front of the purple sword qi that suddenly attacked in front of him!

Boom!

The qi roared, Bi Yu's body trembled, his steps couldn't help but retreat backwards, and the black smoke of his fingers condensed the sword qi in just an instant, and it had already collapsed, turning into curling black smoke, and at an astonishing speed, rushing towards the front of the river wave.

And at this moment, although the purple sword qi dimmed by most of the light, it still had no loss, and it slashed fiercely at the tip of Bi Yu's right finger.

Click!

The pain of drilling his heart stimulated Bi Yu to withdraw from the state of self-forgetfulness in an instant, and his fingers were directly opened with a hideous wound, and his bones were shattered, almost being split in half.

If it weren't for his extremely strong flesh, this blow would have crippled his palm, and even so, he would have paid a great price.

And in exchange for this price, the black smoke turned into after the demonic sound sword qi collapsed, flew out and flashed, and instantly submerged into Jiang Lang's seven orifices, burrowing into his mind to produce roaring destruction.

The terrible scream erupted from Jiang Lang's mouth at this moment, his hair was scattered, and his whole face was as hideous as a demon.

He was already seriously injured, but at this moment, he was even more invaded by the magic sound in his mind, and black blood flowed out of the seven orifices in an instant, and the tingling pain in his mind was like a thousand needle, so that he could no longer control it, and fell to the ground and howled in pain.

Bi Yu gasped, his whole body couldn't help trembling, and there were bursts of dizziness in his mind, and the strength of his body was constantly draining.

He had reached his limit, and the loss of a large amount of blood had deprived him of a great deal of physical strength, which was completely supported by his strong will.

But he still endured and didn't fall, Jiang Lang didn't die, he didn't admit defeat, he wouldn't fall, he wouldn't!

Until the screams subsided, and there was a faint sigh of people around, Jiang Lang's struggling body on the ground finally stood still, and his vitality dissipated, and below his upper body, his legs were like twisted noodles, and the bones mixed with blood were exposed, and the scarlet blood had gathered all over the place.

Until he died, his eyes were still wide open, and the black blood flowing from his seven orifices soaked his long hair.

Bi Yu's expression was in a trance, and he took a step forward with a blank step, and finally fainted and fell to the ground in a whirlwind of heaven.

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