Chapter Seventy-Three: Tianqiao Finally Falls
Han Xiangtian understood that with his weak strength, he was not his grandfather's opponent at all.
But he still wanted to give Ma Yu the hope of life, so he suddenly exerted his strength and wanted to push Ma Yu away.
Unexpectedly, Ma Yu, who had no strength at all, blushed, hugged Han Xiangtian's waist and stubbornly refused to give in.
At the moment when the two were at a stalemate, the stench hit with the strong wind, and the poisonous giant bat deceived them.
The green eyeballs without human luster were spinning hideously, and finally stopped on Ma Yu's face.
The strange sound of "......" came from the monster's throat, causing the two teenagers to tremble in their chests and retch instantly.
The difference in strength is too big, and when Han Xunzhong, who is in the devil, is obviously stronger than a human being, just the sound wave will give people a heavy blow.
To put it bluntly, the power that Han Xunzhong sold his soul in exchange for was, in a sense, indeed realized his fantasy of eternal life.
Looking at the Void Gate that was close at hand, Han Xiangtian silently raised his ink sword, his gaze resolute: "Brother Yu, I have to cut the rope, otherwise after you and I die, this monster will definitely rush out of the cholera world!" Are you afraid? ”
Thinking of Xu Rou'er and the others behind the Void Gate, Ma Yu said firmly: "Just let it stay here forever, drag the sixth-order master to accompany the burial, we won't lose!" ”
Seeing Han Xiangtian raise the ink sword, the poisonous giant bat became even more manic, and spit out its fleshy tongue towards Han Xiangtian, ready to swallow him whole.
Tiger poison does not eat children, but Han Xunzhong poisoned his grandson.
Han Xiangtian was discouraged, no matter what, this was all fate.
At the very least, on the day the Evil Ink Sword entered the Han Mansion, he should have foreseen the outcome of today.
Thinking of those doormen who defected to the Han family and died in vain, he regretted it.
If I had told my father about the vision earlier and asked him to stop my grandfather, I might not have let my grandfather fall into the devil.
However, it was already too late.
Han Xiangtian's eyes were like torches, he waved his sword decisively, and was about to cut the rope, but he suddenly heard Ma Yu's urgent voice: "Xiangtian, look!" ”
On a broken wooden plank on the surface of the sea, a blackened man was slowly climbing up.
The man was holding two burning rocket plum blossom darts, and the cyan martial qi visible to the naked eye around his body swayed.
It's like a bonfire that needs to be burned out, burning its last moments.
It was Yan Wuyan, who was actually burning the only bit of life force.
Raise your hands, darts!
The two charcoal-like arms shattered overwhelmed, and Marshal Tianqiao shot the last two rocket plum blossom darts in this life!
"Whoosh!" Without a single bit of mud and water, two darts burst through the air, targeting the eyes of the poisonous giant bat.
The poisonous giant bat raised its wings in disdain, trying to shoot down the small flaming dart.
Unexpectedly, the rocket plum blossom dart seemed to have eyes, and ghostly drilled through the gap in the bat's giant wings.
Then it plunged deep into the eyes of the poisonous giant bat!
"Whoa......" A beast's angry and mournful roar resounded through the sky.
The giant green bat that was tricked fell into the sea sharply, and there was no time to pose a threat to Ma Yu and Han Xiangtian.
The rope tied to the young man's waist exerted force again, and the bodies of the two finally disappeared into the Void Gate.
At the last glance, Ma Yu looked deeply at the man who was covered in black on the driftwood on the sea, although he could no longer distinguish his appearance, he would always remember the man's gratifying eyes.
The chest was slightly cold, and it was the power of guarding the galaxy that made Yan Wuyan's remnant soul reappear, which drove the strongest dart to save the young master of the Ma family.
Origin and extinction, this time to meet, is to say goodbye.
However, this is already the best arrangement of fate.
Marshal Tianqiao died in a foreign land, but it planted a flame of hope in Ma Yu, and the young man's eyes were no longer desperate, nor sad.
The corners of his moist eyes were clearly full of fighting spirit, because he understood the meaning in Yan Wuyan's eyes.
"Come on, Yu'er, be a good man who stands up to the sky!"
The white light blocked everything, and Ma Yu and Han Xiangtian were in a pale state in an instant.
Feeling the continuous tugging of the body, the pale world only flickered before the eyes of the two of them for a moment, and then disappeared.
Wipe the sore eyes, a ray of morning light shines into the eyes, and the day dawns.
"Great, you're all right!" Xu Rouer stepped forward with small steps, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
Her shoulders were already bandaged, perhaps bandaged while waiting for them.
Wan Huanxi pursed his lips, looked at the Void Gate where the luster gradually dimmed, and muttered, "The Void Realm is quite exciting, but it is too dangerous, you can't rush into it in the future." ”
Xiao Teng was the main force pulling the speargun, and he was also quite happy to see that the two of them were fine, "Fortunately, a few of us have returned safely, hey, what about the friend who suddenly appeared to help?" ”
Ma Yu turned his face away and shook his head slightly.
The people understood the answer, and they stopped asking.
Seeing that the door of the void was finally closed, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
At least, Han Xunzhong's illusion poison will never appear again.
Han Xiangtian took a sip of rice wine, the sourness around his body decreased sharply, he handed the wine jug to Ma Yu, and said, "Take a sip, it is very effective to invigorate blood and relieve pain, try it." ”
Ma Yu took a deep sip of the wine jug, it was sticky and smooth, but it was a little sweet and spicy, and his tears suddenly flowed out.
But it just happened to cover up the tears that he couldn't hold back, and crying out at this time was the best release.
Seeing Ma Yu's desperate deep drinking, Han Xiangtian saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.
He snatched the flask, "Brother Yu, if you drink it again, you will be drunk." ”
Thinking that all the undead dryads he had worked so hard to collect were destroyed, Ma Yu was a little sad.
If his martial arts have not been consumed, he can resurrect this group of undead dryads with strong support skills.
After a vicious battle with the sea elves, Ma Yu had long since lost his strength, so he was no longer able to resurrect this group of exotic undead.
Fortunately, there is also the Acacia Bird, which is full of spirituality and has helped many times, which makes Ma Yu cherish it more and more.
Ma Yu thought to himself, alas, he could only pray that the next time he entered the Void Realm, he would recruit new partners, hoping that it would not be too dangerous......
Li Rou'er stretched out her hand to Ma Yu's forehead, and her face suddenly changed color, "It's not good, today is the sixth day, the poisonous hair must be earlier, you are starting to have a fever, wait for me, I'll go find the medicinal fruit!" ”
Ma Yu stopped: "Sister Rou'er, you are still injured, I am not in the way, what we need most now is to hurry up and rest." ”
Even if a young man is energetic, this life is equivalent to a sleepless night, and his iron body can't bear it.
Xu Rouer still wanted to insist, but when she saw Ma Yu's resolute gaze, she saw that everyone was tired, so she had to give up.
The Void Gate has disappeared, and the encounter from the Triple Void Realm is full of dangers, enough for everyone to remember for a lifetime.
If the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, the morning breeze blows, Ma Yu is a little dizzy, and his heart is empty.
All kinds of things in the void are like a dream.
He picked up a handful of loess, sprinkled it on the ground, and poured a few drops of rice wine.
Towards the place where the Void Gate disappeared, Ma Yu leaned over and knocked his head three times.
Han Xiangtian bowed deeply three times to show respect.
Xiao Teng silently found a wooden card, stuck it in the soil, and handed Ma Yu a knife, "I remember, that is the Tianqiao Marshal with no false hair, carve a tablet for him." ”
Ma Yu took the knife and carefully carved a brief epitaph: Marshal Tianqiao Yan was silent, suddenly on the third day of the eighth lunar month of Guangwu 514, the dart must be hit, and the dart is not missing.
After doing this, he still had some regrets in his heart.
In the end, even Yan Bo's corpse capital will be exiled to a foreign land, and this kindness is destined to be unable to be repaid for the rest of his life.
I swear, I must become stronger, in the future, let me protect you!
This is the firmest cry in Ma Yu's heart, and it is also the afterthought of the first death of the young people......