The smoke was confused, and Jiang Liu clutched his chest and kept gasping.

Blood stained his whole body, and he only felt sore, as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

On the other hand, not far away, the skin on his body is not good, the blood flows like a column, and the blood is constantly oozing out of his mouth.

"You're damned!" Ao Yu looked at Jiang Liu coldly and wanted to get up, but found that his legs were completely out of strength.

Jiang Liu held the sword in his hand, looked at him contemptuously, and said, "Then let's see who dies first!"

Ao Yu said lightly: "You don't really think you can kill me, do you?" ”

"Who knows." Jiang Liu said leisurely: "Even if I can't kill you, I have delayed you for so long, presumably the reinforcements of the Demon Hunting Division should be coming soon, I don't know if they can kill you." ”

"So that's the idea you struck." Ao Fei sneered, in Jiang Liu's imagination, Ao Fei did not panic, but looked like an old god was there: "The reinforcements you are looking forward to will not come, hehe." ”

"Hehe, how do you know?" Jiang Liu held his sword and staggered to his feet, as if he would fall as soon as the wind blew.

"Guess what."

"Do you guess it?" Raising the long sword in his hand and pointing at Ao Yan, Jiang Liu said coldly: "No matter what you say, your death today is decided, you killed so many of my colleagues, and you deserve your life." ”

"Don't you want to know, who killed Bao inquire? Why did I hunt you down that day? Ao Xiao suddenly smiled, raised his head, and looked at the river.

Suddenly, both of them fell silent.

The breeze is light and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The two of them looked at each other silently, although they were silent with each other, but in fact, they were frantically mobilizing the true qi in their bodies, preparing to fight to the death.

After a while, Jiang Liu suddenly smiled: "Hehe, I already knew that your identity was not simple, all this was a transaction between you and Wei Zheng, am I right?" The son of the governor of the Eight Rivers, Ao Yong! ”

Ao Yu raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Liu expressionlessly, and replied: "I said a long time ago, you are very smart, but what I hate the most is smart people, hehehe." ”

"It's just, I wonder why? Just because I'm a disciple of Bai Shuijing? Can't you? Jiang Liu squinted, staring at Ao Liu's facial features like black charcoal.

"Hehe, that's just one of the reasons, but... You'll never know the real reason, hahahaha! With that, Ao Yu also stood up and took an offensive stance.

Jiang Liu said lightly: "That is related to my life experience?" That's right. ”

Ao Yong's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Jiang Liu with some astonishment.

"It can't be!" Ao Yong looked incredulous, pointed at the river and shouted, "How do you know? ”

"Guess." Jiang Liu said softly.

The corners of Ao Xiao's eyes twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said gloomily: "Even if you guess what, do you think you can get out of the Burial Dragon Ridge alive?" Truth be told, there will never be reinforcements to save you. ”

As soon as Ao Yong's words fell, he had already brandished the iron whip conjured by mana and smashed it towards the river.

There was a loud bang.

Jiang Liu held the Flying Star Sword in his hand and steadily held the iron whip smashed by Ao Yong.

The ground beneath their feet cracked violently.

With a wild roar, Ao Fei used all his strength, brandished his iron whip, and smashed down towards the river like a storm.

I saw that Jiang Liu summoned up his aura and attached it to the sword body of the Flying Star Sword, blocking left and right, and defusing Ao Xiao's fierce offensive one by one.

Bang!

Another blow was fought with all his might, and a loud bang erupted, and the two were shocked and flew upside down.

Ao Fei fell into the grass, spat out a mouthful of blood, and struggled to get up from the ground, the iron whip with mana in his hand seemed to be almost unsustainable.

Jiang Liu was also uncomfortable, the clothes on his body were torn, the flesh and blood at the tiger's mouth were already blurred, and the corners of his mouth were constantly spilling blood.

"You're running out of energy, aren't you?" Jiang Liu sneered and looked at Ao Ling.

Ao Xiao laughed slowly: "You're not much better than me, are you?" ”

Then, glaring at him, he added, "You say, how about our truce?" ”

Jiang Liu just stood quietly and watched as Ao Yu silently raised the Flying Star Sword.

With a long sigh, Ao Yu said: "It seems that you must fight to the death with me?" ”

"You're the only one who dies, understand?" Jiang Liu said coldly.

"Okay, in that case, let's see the real chapter under your hands."

......

Eight hundred miles away, the Jing River, the first major tributary of the Wei River, a tributary of the Yellow River.

The clear water of the river, sparkling in the sun.

As we descend deeper into the river, in the depths of darkness in a world where no sunlight is seen all year round, a huge palace wrapped in fluorescent light appears.

Monsters formed by various aquariums patrol the palace around the palace, guarding this magnificent palace.

In the depths of the magnificent palace, there is a dragon head, less than six feet tall, wearing a yellow dragon robe, the Jinghe Dragon King is leaning on a dragon chair made of red coral, his eyes are slightly narrowed, listening to the turtle prime minister who is dressed as a civil official on the side, but has a turtle shell on his back.

The scribe respectfully handed over an envelope and said, "Qiyu Dragon King, this is the letter sent by Wei Zheng. ”

"Wei Zheng?" The Dragon King of Jinghe opened his eyes slightly, took the envelope from the hand of Prime Minister Guicheng, tore open the seal, took out the letter paper and looked at it, and said coldly: "That guy really treats this king as a subordinate?" Is... Hey? ”

Seeing that the Dragon King of Jinghe suddenly made a puzzled voice, Prime Minister Gui hurriedly asked, "Dragon King?" But what did Wei Zheng say in the letter? ”

The Dragon King of Jinghe turned his gaze to Prime Minister Gui Cheng and said lightly: "Where is Wu'er Ao Yong?" ”

Prime Minister Gui Cheng bowed his hand and replied, "I'm afraid that the ninth prince is in the Chang'an realm at the moment. ”

The Jinghe Dragon King's eyes widened and he roared angrily: "Who let him go?" ”

Seeing that the Dragon King was angry, Prime Minister Gui Cheng was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and begged for mercy again and again: "The Dragon King forgives his sins, where can the minister persuade the Nine Princes." ”

The Dragon King of Jinghe gritted his teeth and said, "Immediately, get that little beast back!" ”

"No!" Prime Minister Gui hurriedly surrendered his hand and crawled out of the main hall.

"Hopefully, it's still too late!"

Looking at the back of the turtle prime minister, the Dragon King of Jinghe sighed.

......

In the canyon, Li Yu rode a jujube red horse.

Constantly waving the whip and galloping on the horse, his head was full of beads of sweat, but he still gritted his teeth.

Hope is still in a hurry, Jiangliu, Jiangliu, you must wait for me to arrive!

That Ao Ling can't be killed!

Don't be fooled!

Boom Boom –

A thunderclap struck, startling the horses and men to their feet.

Fortunately, Li Yu was vigorous and was not overturned by the horse, so he hurriedly tightened the reins and constantly comforted the jujube red horse under his crotch.