Both of them were in a crumbling state, and Meng Shuai, a good and decent person, was in the middle, and of course they couldn't refuse.

It stands to reason that at this time, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, but it is just fighting for the last breath, Meng Shuai came forward to stabilize the situation, Duan Lingye and Chen Qian should breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

However, even the two who are now dying have a look of annoyance. It seems that Meng Shuai is not here to persuade them, but to prevent them from taking revenge. Duan Lingye's eyes were full of fierce light, and he ignored Meng Shuai's obstruction, and the sharp blade in his hand stabbed forward-

Poof! Blood splatters!

His sharp blade pierced Meng Shuai's body, splashing a large area of blood.

Meng Shuai's face turned pale, he pressed the wound, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, there is always a price to pay for being strong." He stretched out his hand, pushed Chen Qian out of two feet, and said, "That's it, don't do it again." I'll make amends for you, and you'll swallow that blade back on your own. ”

Chen Qian snorted, spit out the bloody blade, and his expression finally showed a little tiredness, and he slowly fell down.

Duan Lingye was still blurred with flesh and blood, but his expression became excited, staring at Chen Qian and pointing at himself.

Meng Shuai saw that Chen Qian had fallen, nodded and announced, "You won." ”

Duan Lingye wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, plopped down, and fell to the ground.

Meng Shuai tugged at the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, because it touched the wound and hurt his bone marrow, and scolded: "Damn, why did Lao Tzu suffer this knife, it's not that he can't beat them, isn't it okay to knock them down with one punch?"

While scolding, he turned his divine power, and only heard the rustling sound in his ears, which was the sound of the tide.

The tide is coming!

White waves came from behind the whales and washed up the metal shore like a rising tide. Meng Shuai sat on the ground, letting the surging tide drown himself, as well as Duan Lingye and Chen Qian.

Of course he wasn't in a hurry, he called the wave.

A hundred miles away, the turtle opened its mouth wide and swallowed the water, and in the salty sea, it washed away a path of pure water, all the way to the metal land.

The water that drowned Meng Shuai was the purest water, coming from his divine domain. Even if he washes the wound, it will not bring the slightest harm, but gently care for his injuries, everyone's injuries.

Chen Qian and Duan Lingye's unconscious bodies naturally floated in the water. Strangely, the wound that had been bleeding did not spread more blood in the water, but after the floating blood was washed away, the wound was wrapped in the current, and the person was also wrapped, as if it existed in a large bubble, independent of the vast flood.

When the two stabilized, Meng Shuai rose from the water, stepped on the water suddenly, Ling Bo stepped slightly, stretched out his fingers, and the bubbles of the two turned into two balls of light and came to his hands. With a wave of his hand, the tide receded from the metal island, and he returned to the vast sea.

In the palm of his hand, the tide comes and goes, life and death, Meng Shuai is like a god.

When Duan Ling woke up at night, he found that he was still in the bubble.

He was startled, almost choked on a mouthful of water, and rushed forward a few steps, already out of the bubble range.

Outside, the sky and the earth are warm, and the warm sunlight shines on the body, and the water droplets dissipate like ice and snow, leaving only warmth and comfort.

Duan Lingye narrowed his eyes pleasantly, and then widened.

There was a person standing in front of him, his hard silhouette like a sculpture, and his straight figure complemented the sword light beside him.

Chen Qian!

Duan Lingye frowned and said, "Why are you here?

Chen Qian glanced at him coldly and said, "Your subordinates are defeated." ”

In just four words, Duan Lingye felt that the anger he had never suffered in his life was suffered at this moment,

Slowly exhaling a breath, Duan Lingye said, "Who lost?"

Chen Qian said: "You." ”

Duan Lingye said: "If Meng Shuai hadn't been stabbed for you, you should have been nailed to the cliff in my territory by now." I can give you a special exhibition and take a look at a copper coin. If you hang you for a hundred years, you can earn a few taels of silver. ”

Chen Qian said: "I have at least three chances to kill you." Once in battle, once at the end of battle, you know what to expect. The most recent time was just now, and I waited here for an hour. If I go in and stab you in an hour, what do you think will happen to you?"

Duan Lingye smiled and said, "So, isn't it stronger than anyone, it's faster than anyone else?" I suggest you learn earthworms, cut them into two pieces and survive by turning them into two." Cut it into seventy or eighty sections, and you'll pull up the line. ”

Chen Qian said coldly: "You were just slashed seventy or eighty times, aren't you?"

Duan Lingye said: "You don't have a good memory. Come out, and let you remember it for a long time. ”

At this time, someone said: "Is it okay for the two of you to stop a little? Even if you wait quietly for a meal? I have a small temple here, don't tear it down for me." ”

Saying that, Meng Shuai walked over, compared to the two of them, he had a smile on his face, but he smiled a little bitterly. These two great gods are really not good to offer, at least one person and one temple, otherwise the temple will collapse in minutes.

Duan Lingye and Chen Qian saw him arrive, and their expressions were slightly gentle, but they couldn't turn their anger into laughter. At most, his face looks better, and it can be regarded as giving Meng Shuai a lot of face.

Meng Shuai clapped his hands and said, "Brother Duan, this is the first time you have come to me, right? Brother Chen......"

Chen Qian turned around and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Meng Shuai waved his hand and said, "Remember to come back when you eat." ”

At that moment, Meng Shuai led Duan Lingye to his black soil world for a turn, and let him see the cities, sects, and villages under his rule, with martial arts inheritance, market life, and natural wilderness. He was also shown to the other priesthood, who had been brought back from the sea, to see how they had progressed.

After the visit, Meng Shuai said, "How is it, I'm good here, right?"

Duan Lingye said: "The place is good. Sure enough, it's less metal. ”

Meng Shuai also did not deny that there were also iron ore and copper ore in his divine land, which was enough for people to enter the Iron Age, but after all, there was a lack of those special mineral deposits, so that the development of weapons could never get up, and similarly, the development of sealing techniques also lagged behind martial arts.

He said, "So I hope that your world and my world will be in alliance and take what they need." As a sign of sincerity, you can build a villa on my territory, with free materials and decoration. ”

Duan Lingye said: "I said before, I don't object, but there are conditions. Your strength must be recognized by me. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Didn't you fight with Chen Qian before? Why, do you think his strength is not enough?"

Duan Lingye said: "One yard is one yard." He is him, you are you. I fight him because he doesn't like him, what does it have to do with recognition? I can't approve of him. ”

Meng Shuai said: "Okay, then you still have to fight with me." Okay, too. That's going to have to go back to your world. ”

Duan Lingye said: "No need, isn't it possible here?"

Meng Shuai said: "No, I am the landlord, and the advantages here are too great." Advantages that can't be controlled. You should be able to understand. ”

Duan Lingye said: "I don't think it's anything. Okay, since you're open, then it's always fair to go to the sea, in a public place, right?"

Meng Shuai shook his head and said, "The sea is still my area of advantage. It's all water. Fighting there is also too bad for you. ”

Duan Lingye's eyebrows raised and said, "I don't believe it yet." It's right on the sea. Unless you look down on me. ”

Meng Shuai said: "That's fine." Let's go. As he spoke, he went to the beach.

When the two left the turtle's back, they saw Chen Qian also follow. Duan Ling Ye didn't see him, and Meng Shuai smiled: "Where are you going?"

Chen Qian said: "Since it is a battle, I want to take a look." ”

Meng Shuai said: "You're here to cheer me on?"

Chen Qian said: "I'll come and see your level and decide when to fight you." If the gap is too big, then there is no need to fight. ”

Meng Shuai smiled: "I hope it won't disappoint you." ”

At this time, the two of them had already reached the sea, far away from the turtle and the whale, and in the vast sea, there were only three people left, two fighting against each other, and one bystander.

In fact, there was such a scene on Whale Island before, but it was just a battle and a bystander.

Compared to the previous golden qi rage, Duan Lingye became much more restrained, and the person stood quietly, only a circle of golden aura surrounded him, like a golden dragon rising from the sea to absorb water.

The sea breeze blew, and the golden breath made a "Lang Lang" grinding sound. It was the sound of the blade pulling out of the scabbard, and when people heard such a sound, they would unconsciously straighten their backs, like a thorn.

Gradually, in the golden realm, a vague sharp weapon condensed, most of them were in the shape of swords, slowly rotating in the direction of the dragon's water absorption, and a whirlpool of ten thousand swords was forming.

If you look closely, each of those swords is different, and it is by no means a simple copy, whether it is long or short, thick or thin, and even the lines on the sword are different. And if you look closely, you will find that there is a faint shadow on each sword, which is a human form, like a phantom attached to the sword, and like a swordsman holding a sword.

"Sword Spirit...... Psychic Sword Domain. Chen Qian's brows furrowed, "It turns out that his realm still has such a mystery, and the previous metal world has restricted him." ”

At this time, Chen Qian also thought clearly, Duan Lingye's realm was originally psychic and had incredible power, but on the metal island, he could borrow too much power, so that he could form a overwhelming momentum with absolute strength, but it would make the realm's divine skills useless, and it was really hard to say whether he would gain or lose.

So, Duan Lingye was liberated on the high seas, how did Meng Shuai deal with it?

Chen Qian turned his head and saw Meng Shuai.

Duan Ling was still at night, and Meng Shuai was more still than him.

He simply didn't move, just stood on the surface of the sea.

The waves swelled in waves, making a rustling sound. The rhythm is so even, as if the second hand is turning, and it is an eternal melody.

Chen Qian looked at him, first puzzled, and slowly his eyes widened, but his pupils were constricted.

Sweat fell from his forehead unconsciously, and fell to the back of his neck with the coolness of the stars. His hand unconsciously grasped the handle of the knife, and the tighter he gripped it.

Duan Lingye remained motionless in the golden vortex, as if waiting for the opportunity, but this wait was too long, and it almost came to a standstill.

Suddenly, the gold was closed. Ten thousand swords dissipated.

On the sea, only Duan Lingye remained, and he said in a dumb voice: "Don't fight." ”