Miao Tianhui was stunned and watched Miao Jiangfeng and Duguyun fall one after another, extremely surprised, and even a little frightened.

Dugu Yun's sword just now, isn't it his most proud move? He only used it twice, and the boy learned it, what a terrifying talent this is? He wanted to ask, but Dugu Yun had already fallen, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive?

Miao Tianhui secretly prayed, hoping that the young man would be safe. Then the figure slowly faded away and appeared behind Huang Qingzhu.

The battle between Lin Chi and Huang Qingzhu was reaching a white-hot stage, Lin Chi's whole body was glowing with a faint white light, like a god descending to earth, Huang Qingzhu's body was surging, and his fighting spirit cultivation was obviously not low. Lin Chi's sword is no longer a giant python at this moment, and it has returned to the state of a small black snake, but this little black snake has turned into ten, ten into hundred, and the hideous Chaohuang Qingzhu bites, although these snakes are non-poisonous, but as long as they are hit a little, they will definitely be killed on the spot, Huang Qingzhu has a solemn face, but the sword in his hand is not slow, the tip of the sword shook, and it also turned into a hundred and ten sword shadows, emitting dazzling light, completely surrounding the black snake shadow, and the two swords collided, as if it was a grand firework, bright and abnormal.

Miao Tianhui watched the fight between the two indifferently, and his figure gradually faded away, appearing next to the thirty-two dead people, people who have lived under the knife all the year round, will inevitably carry first-aid drugs on their bodies, although these first-aid drugs may not be usable, but they can always be more stable in their hearts after bringing them. So Miao Tianhui easily searched for a bunch of first-aid medicines, and then his figure gradually disappeared.

Tearing open Duguyun's shirt, Miao Tianhui's heart was half cold, Duguyun's wound was not big, but it was very deep, the heart had been punctured, the chance of survival was already very slim, and it could even be said that there was no hope of life at all, but Miao Tianhui still did not give up, and still drugged Duguyun and bandaged it.

A swordsman like Miao Tianhui, who has advanced cultivation, has long looked down on life and death, and can also be ruthless, and the life and death of others can no longer affect his state of mind, but for some reason, the life and death of the young man in front of him makes him extremely worried, is it his courage, or his unparalleled talent?

At this moment, Lin Chi and Huang Qingzhu have both stopped, they have been fighting for so long, they have already understood each other, no one can help anyone, there is no point in continuing to fight, to end this battle requires the intervention of external forces, so at the same time, their attention was on Miao Tianhui's side. They looked at it at the same time, and their expressions changed at the same time, shocked, unbelievable!

Huang Qingzhu began to be frightened in his heart, he didn't understand why he and a garbage white robe who had an absolute advantage began to lie on the ground.

Lin Chi was also puzzled, it was the Miao family who fought against them, but why did it fall into the clouds?

This is not some unsolved mystery, as long as everyone who has seen it knows the reason, but the two of them have gone all out before, and their attention is focused on each other, so they naturally don't know the reason.

"Run!" This was Huang Qingzhu's first thought in his heart, but his body only moved slightly, and Huang Tianhui's figure had already appeared behind him.

Lin Chi said coldly: "Do you still want to run if you hurt someone?" In his heart, he really only thought that Yun Luotian was only seriously injured, not ......

Huang Qingzhu gritted his teeth, thinking in his heart how to escape, and he had to live even if he gave up all his dignity.

Miao Tianhui had already put away his sword, and Lin Chi also unsheathed the black short sword. Huang Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, then let out a long breath, and said with a smile: "If you let me go today, then he said that I will never appear in the sight of the two!" As soon as he finished speaking, the person jumped up.

Miao Tianhui and Lin Chi just looked indifferently at the leap into the air, as if they had no intention of making a move.

Huang Qingzhu immediately relieved his heart, but the next moment, a long sword had pierced into his chest, three inches away from his heart, and it was extremely accurate.

Huang Qingzhu's whole body strength disappeared at once, and he fell from the air in an instant. Miao Tianhui wiped the blood on the blade of the sword with a disgusted expression, as if the sword was not human blood, but dog shit on the ground.

Lin Chi smiled: "What a handsome sword drawing technique, but, why don't you kill him directly?"

Miao Tianhui said: "He has lost his vigilance just now, and you can make a move, but why don't you make a move?"

Lin Chi shrugged his shoulders and said, "I do want to, but the person here who wants his surname the most is not me!"

"So you're just waiting for me to make a move?" Miao Tianhui wondered.

Lin Chi didn't answer, just shook his head, and then looked at Dugu Yun.

Miao Tianhui said coldly: "He is dead, dead people will not kill!"

Lin Chi said: "No, it is impossible for a person like him to live so shortly, at least not so silently?"

"Why?"

Lin Chi smiled indifferently and said, "Intuition!"

"Hahahaha!" Miao Tianhui looked up to the sky and smiled, at this moment, he felt extremely happy, how long had it been since he had been so happy? He kept his hand because when he was helping the young man to bandage, the young man angrily begged him to leave Huang Qingzhu's life to him, and this young man did not make a move, because he trusted his companion, believed in the extraordinaryness of his companion, and believed that his companion would not die.

Lin Chi was stunned, but then the corners of his mouth rose sharply, his intuition was correct, because Duguyun, who had fallen to the ground, was struggling to get up.

Dugu Yun has changed, and it has become very big, if before, if he was so seriously injured, then he would definitely lie on the ground and wait for rescue, but at this moment, even if his heart hurts sharply, he has to struggle to get up, because of the hatred for the royal family, it is definitely endless.

Huang Qingzhu is also struggling, even if he knows that he is going to die, he has to struggle, and the ** who survives is immeasurable.

In the middle of the sound, Duguyun stood up, Huang Qingzhu also stood up, and the two walked towards each other in unison, Duguyun was because of the hatred in his heart, but Huang Qingzhu subconsciously regarded Duguyun as a soft persimmon, because he saw that Duguyun's chest had been dyed red.

They shot almost at the same time, originally Huang Qingzhu's cultivation was higher than Dugu Yun's, and his shot should be faster than Dugu Yun's, but at this moment he was injured, and it was very serious. Dugu Yun's injuries were also very serious, but since he practiced the I Ching, the speed of wound recovery was far from what people could imagine, although the rapid recovery would make the wound appear more painful, but it was this pain that stimulated Dugu Yun's senses, causing him to shoot faster than usual.

Huang Qingzhu's face showed a look of horror, he didn't understand, why the white-robed young man who looked extremely wasteful in his eyes would shoot as fast as himself now? Although he was injured, the other party's injury was also not light, could it be that his patience was not as good as that of a young man who regarded himself as a waste?

Huang Qingzhu's eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and he began to go crazy, as a member of the royal family, he could die, he could die in the hands of Huang Tianhui, or he could die in the hands of the black flame envoy of the temple, but he definitely couldn't die in the hands of the waste white-robed envoy, at least, this white-robed young man had to die in his own hands first, at this moment, his self-esteem covered up his pain, and the speed of the sword increased sharply, and it appeared in Duguyun's throat in an instant.

The tip of the sword was about to pierce Dugu Yun's throat, Huang Qingzhu's face was full of smiles, he was extremely satisfied at this moment, he proved that even if he was seriously injured, it would never be possible for him to die in the hands of the waste white robe.

But unfortunately, he didn't see the earth-shattering sword, he could only see where the sword disappeared, but he definitely couldn't know where it would appear in the next moment.

Huang Qingzhu fell to the ground softly, but his face was still full of smiles, not only did he not see where the sword appeared, he didn't even know how he died, even if the long sword was stuck in his throat, but he didn't have time to feel it at all, because at that moment he was already dead.

Huang Qingzhu can be said to be unlucky, it can also be said to be lucky, unfortunately he doesn't know how he died, fortunately he was still thinking about happy things until he died, at least before he still had thoughts, he thought that it was the white-robed boy who died, not himself.

"Finally, I finally killed an important role of the royal family, and finally ......" Dugu Yun leaned down, broke Huang Qingzhu's stiff hand, picked up his long sword that shone with cold light, and then laughed stupidly, and then fell again.

Lin Chi was taken aback, but after seeing that Duguyun's body was still slightly undulating, he breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "I really don't know who is a money fan?"