No one is not afraid of death, even ants know how to steal life, let alone people with flesh and blood and wisdom.

Jin Linglong couldn't understand why his master prevented him from coming to the rescue when Liu Qing was about to be killed by the sword qi, and he didn't dodge himself.

At the critical juncture of life and death, He Yu couldn't figure out who pushed him out of the attack range, and he didn't know what this person's intentions were.

Heizi's eyes were red and his ears were red, and he was furious, seeing that his good brother was about to suffer, even if he used his body to block the sword for Liu Qing, he was willing, but unfortunately, he was too far away from Liu Qing, and it was too late to rescue him.

Life and death were only in an instant, and the fierce attack of the sword qi had already fallen, and the square fell into a dead silence.

Under the domineering attack of the meteor sword rain, Liu Qing's white casual clothes were torn to pieces, the bronzed skin of the upper body was exposed in the air, and the broken cloth flew wildly in the wind like butterflies.

Liu Qing saw Zhuge Liuyun's cold eyes, with a vicious gaze in his eyes, Liu Qing's eyes narrowed, a sharp light flowed from the bottom of his eyes, and the hands behind him were clenched into fists.

Except for Mao Jiutian, no one knows what Liu Qing's cultivation has reached, and in the eyes of everyone in Maoshan Daoist Academy, Liu Qing is an ordinary person who can't cultivate really.

Liu Qing was at the late stage of Jindan's cultivation at this time, and if he immediately counterattacked, Zhuge Liuyun's attack would not only be instantly disintegrated, but also suffer a fatal counterattack.

But Liu Qing didn't fight back, even when facing death, he didn't even blink his eyes, which was something that no one could imagine.

What Liu Qing wants to do is to gamble, bet on two people, bet on one thing, bet on an opportunity, and bet on his future life direction.

People who dare to bet on life and death are destined to be born heroes, this is a big bet between life and death, I am afraid that there are few people in the world who will be so crazy, after all, there is only one life.

But Liu Qing is not a hero, he is just a small person, just a waste material who was recognized as unable to cultivate the truth and was ridiculed and bullied by everyone, just a ruffian with an ordinary appearance, tenacity and strength in his bones, and he will never be understood by others.

A sharp sword aura slashed through ...... chest!

On Liu Qing's strong chest muscles, a half-foot-long and finger-deep wound was cut by the sword qi, and a puddle of blood spurted out.

In an instant, countless sword qi stabbed down, Jin Linglong closed her eyes helplessly, Heizi's fists clenched, staring at Zhuge Liuyun angrily, if Heizi was given a chance, even if he died, he would avenge Liu Qing.

In mid-air, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhuge Liuyun's mouth, and all his true qi erupted between the swings of his arms, and the Haoyue Sword burst out with dazzling cold light again, stabbing down frantically.

Liu Qing smiled, looking at Zhuge Liuyun, who was eager to beat himself into a soul, the corners of his mouth provoked a trace of arc, because Liu Qing knew that he had won.

The figure appeared in front of Liu Qing silently like a ghost.

The visitor looked at Liu Qing with an interested look in his eyes, his back to Zhuge Liuyun in the sky, and a cold voice flowed out of his mouth.

"No one can let my daughter die, even if he wants to die, he must agree to die, you can get out of ......!"

The low voice was strong and powerful, like the rolling of the nine heavens of muffled thunder, and the people who were shocked were dizzy, and those who had a slightly lower cultivation had already sat on the ground.

A strong pain erupted from his chest, Zhuge Liuyun's face changed dramatically in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in mid-air, and the whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken line, and the attack of the meteor sword rain instantly turned into nothing.

Mao Yiyi's figure appeared in front of the main hall out of thin air, and with a wave of his hand, he shot out an invisible true qi, and put the already unconscious Zhuge Liuyun on the ground, his heart was shocked, and he was firmly on his chest with one hand.

"The cultivation of the Golden Alliance's master crossing the period is really unfathomable, I admire it, I admire it, I admire ......!"

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