Field.

The old man turned his head suddenly, his face covered in blood. The black robe that hit him with a blow behind him couldn't retreat in time, because the old man's left hand was holding the tip of the sword peeking out of his abdomen.

The black-robed loose sword retreated sharply, but the old man's dry and powerful hand like an eagle's claw had already grabbed his wrist.

Melee!

At this time, the old man was like a wounded tiger, grabbed the wrist of the black robe and pulled it in front of him, and slammed his knee into it. The true qi exploded into a ripple, the black robe couldn't block the old man's sword, and at this time, it really couldn't withstand the impact, and the crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and this blow actually made his body stiff for a while.

When this blow hit the black robe's chest and abdomen, the old man let go of his wrist, causing the black robe to be knocked away from his close body by the blow.

Leave just enough space to slash with your sword.

The old man raised his sword angrily, the blood stained with cold light, there is no doubt that this sword will definitely cut off the head of the person in front of him!

But the girl clenched the window edge in horror.

Behind the old man, Lian Yanjiang's sword was already approaching again, and the moment the old man cut off the head of the black robe, his heart would also be stabbed by this heavy sword.

"Behind!" The girl cried out in a lost voice.

However, the stupid old man didn't seem to have this reaction, and his anger was pouring out on the enemy who murdered the girl in front of him, and the sword brewing in his hand was the top swordsmanship he could burst out.

The tip of the sword behind his back had already forced the old man's heart.

Even though the girl had already foreseen the horrors she might face, she never had the impact of the image in front of her—the vision of the old man's chest being torn in the bloody hole made her heart stop for a moment.

But the illusion was shattered.

Because the girl recognized the swordsmanship in the old man's hand.

It was as if the sharp crescent moon in the sky had fallen to the world, and the old man waved such a sharp and bright arc in his hand at this time. He twisted his steps, twisted his waist, and turned his body, and the muscles and bones and true qi all over his body were supporting this sword.

With a golden and iron strike, Qingyuan reached Luzhou.

Lian Yanjiang's sword is wide, long, heavy, and steady, and his hands are also knotted, larger than ordinary people, and when all of them start, they can cover half a woman's head. Holding such a sword in such a hand often gives people a solid and unshakable feeling.

But now the sword flew out like a kite with a broken string, and the man's fingers were stiff like chicken claws.

Silver light poured in from the empty door.

Yellow Jade ·

Fast as gold electricity, weighing more than a thousand pounds.

When the sword stopped, it had already passed through Lian Yanjiang's throat. Behind the old man, the black robe still couldn't recover from the knee just now, and collapsed to the ground.

The old man drew his sword and kicked Lian Yanjiang in the chest, and the man flew out five or six feet away, and his dying body fell to the ground and twitched slightly.

Perhaps the old man's mind miraculously woke up for a moment, and he cooperated with [Broken Leaf Huilan] to design this seemingly real and backward blow; Maybe it was just a superposition of coincidences and the favor of heaven's will, but no matter what, the old man did kill the Silver Mist Cave Master cleanly.

And in front of him, there is another enemy who is powerless to resist.

- Even now, even if there are two enemies and one enemy, looking at Bowang Qisheng, who dares to say that he will defeat Nie Qianyu.

The old man's desperate survival made Li Yiqing cover his mouth in surprise, and the next moment analyzing the situation on the field, the girl's heart was excited again - Uncle Shi was injured, but the black robe was also injured, of course he was still not Uncle Shi's opponent, but as long as he still had the strength to fight back, he would not sit back and watch Lian Yanjiang be killed just now.

Maybe. can really force out the opponent's third chess piece, and most of it is blind-

This thought appeared in her heart, and the smile on the corner of the girl's mouth froze, and her heart was slowly clenched by a big hand.

She suddenly wished that the old man had not been able to turn defeat into victory just now, and had not been able to wield this divine sword.

Then you can blow the whistle justifiably.

The girl moved her palm in a daze, and the whistle was wrapped in it, and it felt very wet to the touch.

Off the field, the old man gasped and slowly turned to look at the black-robed man who was getting up.

The black robe didn't have any intention of making a move, and he floated backwards with one step, his cultivation strength was weak, and his light body kung fu was surprisingly fast.

Nie Qianyu pulled out the light sword inserted in his abdomen and threw it, shooting into the black robe in the air like a meteor.

This sword true qi is infused, and the injuries caused must be very considerable, and it will be difficult for this Qisheng to fight again.

But it was really not deadly, and the black-robed body was crooked, still flying through the air. Nie Qianyu was about to chase after him, but he only flew up one step, and as soon as the wound on his waist and abdomen was deflated, the old man fell, and the anger on his face was still there, but his brain still seemed to be sluggish.

He watched the black robe fall far away, and turned his head to the girl upstairs with a blank look: "I can't catch up."

And Li Yiqing looked at the old man with a pale face, pursed his lips tightly, did not speak, and the back of his hand had already held green tendons.

The old man fought hard to win, but he was going to die.

The girl knew what was going to happen soon, and Meng Chuyuan was going to end.

She should blow the whistle now and let the senior Qinghuang take action, so that Uncle Shi can get support and survive.

She should look at it coldly, everyone has already pressed their lives when she plays, and at this time, the opponent's third chess piece will be exposed first, and she can't bury this advantage for her own selfishness.

Uncle Shi has to bear Meng Chuyuan's first move.

There is no need for a second move.

At this time, she even hoped that Qijiao could have one more Qisheng here, so that the third chess piece would not be enough to kill Uncle Shi. Of course, she would lose that way, but it would be a defeat of her best efforts, and she would not have to face such a heart-wrenching choice.

She knew that it was her own weakness.

"Uncle Shi, you go further." The girl heard her own voice hoarse.

She was hoping that this was the ambush position of the Qinghuang seniors.

"Ahh The old man dragged his bleeding body along.

Li Yiqing's lips opened several times, and she was about to blow the whistle on her lips, but when she came back to her senses, the hand holding the whistle had actually been pressed tightly against the window edge, motionless.

The old man turned around and said, "Is it enough?" ”

"Enough is enough." The girl's face was as white as a weak piece of paper, and she replied softly, her voice trembling.

The arm holding the whistle stiffened.

The old man then stood still, turned around and looked up at the girl again, a dull smile bloomed on his bloody face: "Qingqing, I have beaten all the people who want to kill you, you come down-"

A silver light sliced through his throat.

The attached sword qi pushed the old man's body, which had lost its strength, to the ground. The sword did not cut off the old man's head entirely, and there were still some tendons stuck to the back of his neck, so when it fell to the ground, the wound resembled an open watermelon.

Red juice flowed all over the floor.

This scene came into Li Yiqing's eyes, and the girl's lips were bitten off by herself.

In a real trance, she felt herself grow back from something old and soft.

I still owe 33, how do I feel that I still don't move⊙ ⊙

(End of chapter)