Three against three, and they are all in the artistic conception, no matter how you look at it, it is a very fair thing.

Their blood stained the ground red, and many things were buried in the land of the Three Ancients.

So at this moment, it looked a little sad, the bear fat was wrapped around Li Xiu's waist, those small eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance, Li Xiu's rapid breathing gradually stabilized, and the white bones exposed on his ten fingers were jade-colored.

The power of the immortal bones quietly spread throughout his body, and his injuries no longer worsened.

He looked at Bao Zhiming, who was lying on the ground and didn't know his life and death, there was no smugness on his face, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he sighed: "You still can't let it go." ”

Bao Zhiming lay on the ground, his eyes closed in despair, and he knew that he had lost the moment the forbidden yuan array broke.

"Who can really let go?"

The few remaining ghosts in the two caves don't know where they went, they don't seem to be asking about the world, they seem to have let go, but where can they put it?

Bao Zhiming grinned, and a burst of laughter came from his blood-covered mouth, which was inaudible.

Under the tree not far away, Wang Buji stood there with his shoulders slumped, he was very strong, but his physical body was not particularly strong after all, he was not lightly injured in Qingqiu's song, and at this moment he was covered in blood, and his already lazy figure seemed to have become a little rickety.

The Taoist robe on his body was shattered into strips, and he looked a little embarrassed, but his face was very clean and not stained with any dust.

Especially those eyes are very bright.

Qingqiu looked up at him, his face was pale, his red dress was scattered on the ground, and his ten fingers were also skin and flesh.

Wang Buji stretched out a finger and put it on her forehead.

The two men looked at each other, speechless.

Bao Zhiming lay on the ground and opened his eyes and stared at that finger, King Zhou struggled to get up, and his cold face finally changed, it was fear.

Li Xiu touched the bear fat.

On the distant hillside, Murong Xue and Chu Heng walked down side by side.

Wang Buji's fingertips emitted a little cyan, and then the light shone brightly.

He withdrew his fingers, Qingqiu was lying on the ground, lying in the red dress, and the plum blossoms fell on her.

A sea of flowers buries tenderness.

There was no more sound.

King Zhou let out a roar and rushed towards him.

Wang Buji looked at him, and two black and white fish appeared on the ground, spinning around him, and then turned into a Taiji diagram.

The black and white fish swirled gently.

King Zhou's head fell to the ground, his body still maintained a forward posture, and after a few steps, he stopped and knelt on the ground.

Bao Zhiming closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over, and began to cry.

Wang Buer's body staggered for a moment, and then sat down, he lowered his head, there was a trace of bitterness between his eyebrows, and said very seriously: "Everything in this world, every life needs to be respected. ”

One moment he was murderous, the next moment he was merciful.

Li Xiu did not say that he was hypocritical, nor did he mock him for cheating.

Because he knew that Wang Buer was really respecting everything in this world and taking everything seriously.

But respect does not mean pedantic, and when the butcher's knife hangs around his neck, he will not be soft when he kills people.

Feng Yu Xiuqiang sat up with his body propped up, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Li Xiu looked at Bao Zhifang, a long time later.

He pursed his lips, and the long sword on the ground floated, flew in a circle in the sky, and then returned to Li Xiu's face.

During the period, it slashed through Bao Zhiming's neck, and the blood stained the sword body red, and then flowed down to the ground.

He closed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The footsteps in the distance were getting closer and closer, and the four of Murong Xue walked towards this place and stopped at a place where there were still more than ten steps.

Chu Heng looked at Li Xiu with his arms crossed, with a hint of banter in his eyes.

"It's come to this, why does Your Highness have to do more?"

What's more?

Since you must die later, it is superfluous to continue healing at this moment.

Murong Xue also looked at him, this was the first time she had seen Li Xiu so embarrassed.

"What are you going to do?"

Li Xiu opened his eyes, ignored Chu Heng, his gaze fell on Murong Xue's face, and asked.

If it was Chu Heng, he would definitely say that he was here to kill.

But Murong Xue didn't: "Just look at it." ”

Li Xiu grinned and said, "You stupid woman is finally smart once." ”

Murong Xue frowned, but Chu Heng's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Could it be that Miss Xue doesn't plan to kill him?"

That's stupid question.

Even a three-year-old would not ask such a stupid question.

Not to mention the relationship between Gusu City and Beidi, it is not bad.

Even if there is a dispute between her and Li Xiu, where does it rise to the point of separating life and death?

Murong Xue stopped talking, and the two people behind her naturally wouldn't interject.

Chu Heng's complexion kept changing, and finally showed a smile: "Your Highness, as the prince of the Tang Kingdom, if I want to kill the demon from Changlin, you don't think you will stop it, right?"

He set his eyes on Feng Yuxiu's body, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

Chu Heng is a sword cultivator, but if he can't cultivate to You Ye, he can't resist the sword, unless it is a special martial art, such as Li Xiu's stepping on Qianqiu.

He nodded slightly, and then walked towards Feng Yuxiu.

The long sword was unsheathed, and there was a grinding sound.

Feng Yuxiu opened his eyes and looked at him with a touch of disdain in his eyes.

Chu Heng's face sank and he quickened his pace.

"If you don't want to die, you'd better not do it. ”

Li Xiu looked at him and said seriously.

"What's the matter? Is it possible that Your Highness wants to stop me from killing this Changlin demon? ”

Chu Heng's footsteps stopped, and he turned to look at Li Xiu, with a playful taste on the corner of his mouth.

Murong Xue stood from a distance and looked at him, a little disgusted.

"You're looking for death. ”

Li Xiu stood up, staggered, holding the sword in his right hand, with a coldness on his face.

Feng Yuxiu can die, but not today.

"Then I'll see how Your Highness stops me. ”

Chu Heng's eyes narrowed a little, and he said.

The sword in Li Xiu's hand flew out at this moment.

His body had not yet recovered, but the speed of this sword was very fast, and the two of them were more than twenty steps away, and a streamer of light flashed away.

The sword cultivation trick is very pure, this sword is just stabbing and slashing.

The grass saint deserves respect, and his cultivation is also very strong.

The sword he taught was naturally stronger.

But this sword was very fast, and it slashed across his chest at the moment when Chu Heng turned sideways, cutting through the purple robe, and a sword mark appeared between his chest and abdomen.

Li Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood again, and then half-knelt on the ground.

This sword was not fatal, but Chu Heng's face began to distort, and he kicked out with a sharp kick to kick Feng Yu Xiu and flew out, and then walked towards Li Xiu.

He had a sword in his hand and blood on his body.

The breath is cold, and he wants to kill.

Murong Xue took a step forward, Li Xiu and her have a lot of grudges, although they are not separated from each other, but there is no need to rescue.

So she stopped, her eyes twinkling, and she turned a blind eye.