It is only said that the ink waves fell from the sky and the torrent surged, and at the moment when the grotto completely collapsed, three terrifying qi engines that shook the earth and shook the past and the present collided together like thunder and fire in the sky.

Lightning and flint, sword light, palm strength, fist shadow, all fell.

Fast, forget life and death fast.

In an instant, everything seemed to be swallowed up in darkness, and the sound disappeared, leaving only a deathly silence.

But the silence was broken by a raging torrent.

The seawater that had been pouring in was squeezed outward at this time, flowing backwards, revealing a small space.

In a square inch, a fleshy palm with exposed muscles and bones and blood was firmly falling on a person's chest and pressing down hard.

"Wow!"

Venerable Asura's eyes were red and bloodshot, his eyes were cracked, his mouthpiece squirmed, and a ball of hot blood was spurted out between his open lips and teeth, and he spat on the white and pure face that was close at hand.

Enthusiastic and bloody, Li Ducian's calm expression was instantly reflected in the coldness.

With this palm, he has already exerted ten percent of his strength and struck with all his strength.

The unparalleled palm power fell, and Venerable Qiang Yi Asura also screamed and vomited blood, most of his chest collapsed, and he died in pain.

However, this person's expression seemed to be smiling, and a pair of eyes stared at Li Dui, grinning wildly, hideous and ruthless.

Dead and alive, after all, he still didn't die.

Li Ducian suddenly felt an itch in his throat, and then heard a "poof", and two blood arrows choked out of his mouth and nose, and on his forehead was a fist clenched with iron gloves, the fist of the Venerable Asura.

Not only the fist, but also on his chest, there was a snow-bright sword tip breaking through his clothes, and the blood on the blade slid down, and the cold light was breathtaking.

Zhu Da's sword.

This sword has the posture of piercing the two of them together.

And what about Zhu Da?

On the side of the two of them, a burly figure stood still, not only catching the fist of the Venerable Asura, but also catching the finger of Li Dui.

That's a finger of the world.

If he has already exerted ten percent of the strength of one palm, then this finger has twelve percent of the strength, and the killing machine is hidden, just to kill with one blow, directly at Zhu Damei's heart.

Li Ducian wanted to end the two with one move.

But with such a finger, Zhu Da didn't block it, didn't avoid it, and let Li Ducian point it down.

Under the fingertips, there is a wisp of blood that winds downward, like an earthworm, flowing through the bridge of Zhu Da's nose and hanging straight to the lower jaw.

But that's just the way it is.

Zhu Dahuan stood with his arms around, and there was a layer of true qi outside his body like a red fire shrouded his body, especially in the center of his eyebrows, if a flame rose up, it seemed to be able to burn the river and boil the sea, and the sea water in front of him was boiling and tumbling, which was not only shocking.

This man seemed to disdain to make a move, waiting for the two in front of him to decide the winner, and then the remaining one would be qualified to fight him.

In the face of this wedding dress magic skill that has reached the peak of cultivation and is peerless in ancient times, Li Ducian's finger, the fist of the Venerable Asura, in exchange for nothing more than a faint chuckle, "Not bad!" ”

In fact, it is not only the magic of the wedding dress, at this moment, the martial arts shown by Zhu Da have penetrated the east and the west, reaching an unbelievable realm, as if it is omniscient and penetrates the heavens and the earth.

"Defeat!"

The Venerable Asura uttered the word very briefly and very lightly.

He was also a little amazed, Li Ducian was able to survive in his and Zhu Da's killing moves, and he still had the power to fight back, which was really amazing.

If it weren't for Zhu Da breaking the miraculous and unphased magic skill with the divine sword in his hand, Li Ducian might still have a chance to win.

It's a pity that a hundred years of work is not idle.

The Venerable Asura is already shaking the past and the present, and Zhu Da is even more wonderful, transcending the past and the present.

These two people combined, the whole world, who can compete with them?

Li Ducian fell.

At this moment, a faint ray of sky light penetrated through the broken ink wave and fell from the collapsed hole.

It was already dawn, and it was a ray of morning sun that fell in.

And when he fell, Venerable Asura suddenly turned out three golden needles from between his fingers with his backhand, and plunged them into the top of his head, and then overflowed with a tragic qi all over his body, and with a flash of movement, he and Zhu Da rushed out of the grotto with the sky above their heads, wanting to fight to the death.

The water was rolling, and Li Dui's cicada was like a falling rock sinking to the bottom, slowly falling into the water.

After all, I was defeated.

His eyes were open, blood was pouring from his mouth and nose, and his hands and feet seemed to be getting stiff and numb.

However, looking at the rays of light falling from the sky, he still struggled, trying to reach out and hold onto it.

It's cold, count the days, and it's estimated that it's about to enter winter.

The world is snowing.

Li Ducian was lying quietly in the water, and the sword in his chest and abdomen seemed to block his breath, and it was also cutting off his vitality little by little.

This Zhu Da's swordsmanship is really shocking and crying ghosts and gods, and he can actually calculate the direction of the changes in his five internal organs and break it with one sword.

And the punch of the Venerable Asura made his consciousness blurry, muddy, and his headache splitting.

At this moment, tasting failure again, what Li Ducian thought about was not remorse, or fear and fear, but remembered some insignificant things.

It was before his rise, when he first came here, he traveled through the mountains and rivers, and wandered the mountains and rivers; There are also scenes of visiting some famous masters, asking to see everyone in the rivers and lakes, and being ridiculed and ridiculed by those people.

Along the way, looking back and looking back, it seems that the place as far as possible is full of cold wind and frost, and it is still bitterly cold.

Li Ducian already felt a little cold.

He squinted, gently holding the glimmer in front of him.

The light is far away, and the people are sinking, as if they are about to lose their hold.

"This is a river and lake!"

Li Ducian's lips moved, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

He is about to die, and when future generations talk about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, will they remember him Li Ducicada and remember the World Alliance?

It's just that Li Duciao's heart suddenly trembled.

Because there was a man who never ridiculed him, let alone despised him.

Shangguan Xiaoxian.

Thinking of this woman who has always been entangled with him, struggled several times in grievances and hatreds, and finally came together again, Li Duciao's heart couldn't help but feel a kind of touch and emotion.

Even if this person was pretending to be crazy and stupid back then, it was one of the few things he had left in his past that was worth remembering.

It's not fame, fortune and power......

These things, which have been obtained from countless intrigues and rebellious backstabs, are not as nostalgic to him as a steamed bun in a beggar's bowl on the street.

And Pharmacist Lee.

This is a person who can put his heart into his heart, and he is also his confidant, a person worthy of trusting his life......

Thinking of this, Li Ducian began to feel sour, and also had an unprecedented sense of frustration.

He was so lonely.

This kind of loneliness is not in terms of martial arts, but in this huge river and lake, in the end, there are only two people who can think of it.

But after the loneliness, Li Ducian suddenly exhaled with relief and spit out a mouthful of blood.

He never denied his choice, nor did he regret it.

On the contrary, he rejoiced.

It is enough to meet such two people in this cloud-shaking rivers and lakes.

A mouthful of blood vomited, and Li Ducian seemed to have let out the only remaining breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Little Fairy ......"

After several years of seeking, ambition, sword and sword, swallowing heaven and earth, all this kind of everything, now seems to have passed away with the rolling turbidity......

(End of chapter)