Just like when he drew his sword out of its sheath before, the sound of the sword roar only lasted for a short moment before disappearing, but it was just this moment that everyone was shocked beyond comprehension, and they stood still.

The Ten Palaces Yama, which was still standing in front of him in the last second, was broken in two in the next second, and the soul was shattered and fell down from a height, the gray-black aura continued to dissipate, and the already dilapidated palace was divided into countless small fragments through the space and fell into the Nine Shadows Abyss.

Murong Yingjie took a step forward, and countless sword qi sprouted from under his feet, cutting through the air and making a piercing sound.

The six palaces were cut into powder at the same moment, and even the tall Yama King was all in disarray, his emerald clothes were torn hundreds of holes, and the beard on the skeletal face was cut unevenly.

Half of the crown on his head is gone.

Yama fell to the ground, and a dark green fire burned above his skeletal body.

Li Si fell from the sky, his clothes disheveled and his face pale.

Even if I had been mentally prepared before, I couldn't help but feel a little difficult to accept when the facts were really in front of me.

He couldn't even take a sword.

His eyes stared at Murong Yingjie, looking at that somewhat pale face, he was speechless for a while.

The soul of life is born, and the ten halls of Yama are not as good as the other party's sword.

What else is there to say?

"In life, everyone wants to give it a try, but how many people can bear the failure and despair after trying?"

Countless sword lights disappeared, Murong Yingjie looked at him and said, "Can the fourth master still stand it?"

The fire above Yama's body burned more and more fiercely, and the breath in Li Si's body also became stronger and stronger, although Senluo Purgatory had disappeared, but the yin and cold from the underworld still stayed on the long street.

The green shirt on Li Si's body began to burn, and the unpleasant smell of burnt paste melted into the air and spread little by little.

Five-colored sparks began to spread from the corners of his clothes to his body, and he nodded and said, "Stand it!"

This means that I want to try again.

Murong Yingjie raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed lightly a few times, his voice was a little low, and he could see that the secret disease that had been incurable made him very painful.

Putting his hand down, there was a touch of cold air from his mouth under the warm autumn sun, and his pale face was a little blue.

His right hand held the sword lightly

Lifted, there was still a distance of nearly 100 steps from Li Si at this moment.

The tip of the sword was pressed low and raised as the arm was raised.

A gust of wind happened to blow at this time, not like sword light or sword qi.

He raised his arm, and his strange figure appeared in front of Li Si with a strange span of nearly a hundred steps, this step was like a space folded under his feet.

His right hand was raised flat, holding the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was against Li Si's eyes.

"Can you stand it?"

He asked, softly.

Countless people watched this scene with a horror that could not be concealed and described.

Sharp and piercing his eyes, Li Si watched the sword fall silent, the burning corners of his clothes went out, and the Yama behind him also sank to the ground.

The cold and gloom on the long street dissipated, and everything calmed down.

Murong Yingjie's hand holding the sword was very steady, and he said, "I have thought of today's scene since the first autumn rain fell, and now it seems to be no different from what I thought at the beginning. ”

Li Si stood in place and didn't move, the sharp edge in front of him stabbed his skin, that hand was very steady, but if he moved, I am afraid it would not be so steady.

"A lot of things happened after that autumn rain fell, how do you know that Li Xiu will definitely walk through the Liangkai River and the Meridian Valley?"

Murong Yingjie said: "He is Li Xiu, so he must be able to go." ”

Li Si asked again, "Then how are you sure that it must be me who is standing in front of you at this moment?"

"Not sure. ”

"It's not what you think. ”

"It's still the same!"

No matter who comes here, his sword will fall as usual, and he will not be spared, so naturally it is no different.

Many people understood, and Li Si also understood, so he fell silent again.

He didn't die with this sword, but he couldn't stand it.

Silence means approval, acquiescence.

Withdrawing the sword, Murong Yingjie looked away at Li Xiu, and said lightly, "Your Highness, you lost." ”

He had already said that even if Li Xiu killed in the dark in the other corner of the chessboard, what was the use?

Li Xiu didn't speak either, because there was nothing to say.

I heard that Xuelou only came to Li Si, but Li Si was not Murong Yingjie's opponent, so there was nothing to say.

Two of the five realms in the main courtyard

has been opposed, no words and no fighting, let alone life and death, the purpose of both people is the same, that is, to contain each other, as long as they keep each other in front of them and cannot interfere, this is enough.

Murong Yingjie glanced up at the sky, the raindrops formed by the broken clouds had already fallen, and he asked, "Do you want to continue?"

The situation in the field was already extremely clear, Murong Yingjie suppressed everyone, Li Si retreated, Murong Tiancheng, who had just broken through the Five Realms, would not be his brother's opponent even if his swordsmanship was strong.

What's more, under the dead tree sat a man who was about to die but was not dead.

Li Xiu pinched Xiong Fat's ears and looked up at Murong Yingjie, his gaze was still the same as not long ago, calm and firm.

"Gusu City can't be chaotic, the rivers and lakes can't be moved, if you stop here, then there is no need to continue. ”

Murong Yingjie laughed and said, "Then continue!"

Li Xiu seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked out loud: "Will I die here?"

"Then it depends on whether His Highness wants to die or not. ”

"What if I have to die?"

"I won't kill you, and no one in Gusu City will kill you, but someone will. ”

There are many people who want to kill Li Xiu, whether they have a grudge or no grudge, because he is Li Laizhi's son.

There are as many people who help him as there are who want to kill him.

There was a great terror between life and death, and even the old sword god couldn't see through it, but Li Xiu's eyes became very bright at this moment, and he was even a little eager to try.

He stood in front of the gate of the mansion and looked at the entire Gusu City as far as the eye could see, and said, "Then I really want to see who the person who can kill me is?"

When Xu Yingxiu's complexion changed slightly, even Li Si, who had never dealt with him, turned pale.

Drunken Chunfeng can compete with Li Xiu for the position of the young owner of the Snow Building, but Li Xiu must not die.

This is the consensus of everyone up and down the entire Tingxue Building.

Murong Tiancheng quietly leaned towards Li Xiu, ensuring that he could block all possible accidents in the fastest possible time.

This time it was Murong Yingjie's turn to be silent, he thought about it for a long time, and the edge on that sword also disappeared.

He looked at Li Xiu sideways, his pale face with a complicated expression, and said seriously: "I don't want to kill you, but if you really look for death, then you will definitely die." ”