If the heart of the person who seeks death is not extinguished, he will not easily fall.

Jiang Yichen will never fall before the two enemies.

He knew very well that he couldn't hold on for too long, he had to finish off Ao Jiudao and Ji Liu'er as soon as possible, and if he wanted to break it as soon as possible, there was only one way.

Show the enemy to be weak, use the body as bait, and fight for life with life.

Finding that Jiang Yichen's strength was weak, it was already the end of the crossbow, Ao Jiudao and Ji Liu'er immediately flew up, Ji Liu'er's body was faster, and he was already bullied in an instant.

Ji Liu'er's left claw jammed Jiang Yichen's sword, and just as he was secretly happy that he could end Jiang Yichen's life with his right claw, he found that there was a sharp pain in his neck that was unbearable, and he couldn't breathe.

"If you want to catch it, you will break your hand, and sure enough, you are still negligent. Ji Liu'er sighed in her heart.

Jiang Yichen's left hand was not restrained, before Ji Liu'er's right claw arrived, his left hand had already come out, a contraction, an entry, a wave, a fold, and in an instant, he unloaded Ji Liu'er's Adam's apple.

Before completely losing consciousness, although Ji Liu'er's right claw was inaccurate, his strength was not reduced, and he still grabbed it, no matter what, he could still use his last force to cause some trouble for Jiang Yichen.

It's just that Ji Liu'er didn't expect that his last effort, the last claw, would become the trigger for Ao Jiudao's death.

Ji Liu'er's claw grabbed the scar on Jiang Yichen's face, and directly tore off most of the skin on Jiang Yichen's face.

At that moment, Jiang Yichen only felt that the world in front of him was completely dyed red, and the pain on his face was painful.

However, the pain did not make Jiang Yichen forget his hatred, no matter how unbearable the physical pain was, it could not withstand the pain in his heart, and he would not stop there before he completed his revenge.

In the eyes that were soaked in the red curtain, Jiang Yichen still looked for the position of the Ao Jiu Dao, and the frost and snow true qi was released, locking on the figure of the enemy not far away.

From Ji Liu'er's attack on the sluggish Jiang Yichen, to Ji Liu'er's claw grabbing Jiang Yichen before he fell to the ground, the change in the situation in a moment made Ao Jiudao overwhelmed, and the next glance in front of him frightened him.

Ao Jiudao has seen extremely ugly people, his companion Ji Liu'er is one, Ji Liu'er has a chicken mouth, which is really embarrassing, but he has never seen a man uglier than the young man in front of him, in addition to blood on his face, he can't even tell whether this person has eyes, nose, and mouth.

Ao Jiudao was stunned by Jiang Yichen's infiltrating appearance, and he was also so frightened that he lost his life, and was pierced through the heart by Jiang Yichen's meteor shot.

A sword killed, but the sword in Jiang Yichen's hand did not stop, he only knew that no matter how much he did now, he would not be able to get back the hundreds of lives of Yinniang, Liu Qi, Xue Qing and Xishan Island.

Jiang Yichen was roaring, and the Purple Jade Dragon Scale Sword was roaring, and it continued to pull out and stab into the body of the Ao Jiu Dao, piercing through it again and again.

In a short time, Ao Jiudao's chest and abdomen had been stabbed into a hornet's nest, and even though he was already dead, he could not lie down quietly like his two companions.

Gradually, the Purple Jade Dragon Scale Sword was no longer able to bring out the endless red silk from the body of the Ao Jiu Dao, and it was thought that it had already dried up.

And Jiang Yichen finally had a black eye, and poured down, but he didn't know whether it was rain, sweat, tears, or blood that wrapped him.

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It was late at night, the rain had not stopped, and the ground in a simple wooden house on Xishan Island was full of dust, but there were some traces of wet soil.

In addition to the dusty tables and chairs, there was only a broken candle that had been lit and had fallen out of nowhere, and a lonely old man.

The old man was lying in the chair, his hair was scattered, his body was a little wet, he dragged his head with one hand, his eyes closed, and his breathing was even but slow.

The rain was so loud that the old man could not hear the footsteps of the visitor approaching the wooden house, but the door of the concealed house had been pushed open, and he didn't need to raise his eyes to know who it was.

The man who came took off his robe, took off his sword, and threw it outside the house at will, not too lazy to pat off the rain and blood on his clothes, and then paced into the house, but his usual steady pace seemed a little depressed and heavy at this moment.

The old man tried to stand up, but found that his feet were weak.

The old man wanted to speak, but he couldn't say the two words, "how".

The old man knew very well in his heart what the situation would be on Xishan Island now, and he could no longer deceive himself.

In the end, all the old man could do was to put down his hand, straighten up, and open his sharp eyes.

"None of those left on the island escaped, none survived. Nangong Yan just told the truth that the old man had already expected, "Everyone's bodies are all in one place, and they will be buried one by one when the weather is fine tomorrow." ”

"These old brothers have lived on the island for a year or two, so let them find a good place to rest according to their own preferences. The old man was full of strength, and finally he was able to speak, but his breath was a little weak, and he seemed to be extremely tired.

"That's all there is to it. Nangong Yan found another chair and sat down with a bang.

"How many people are here?" asked the old man.

"Not one who should have come was left behind. Nangong Yan returned.

"There were no surprises. "Old man said.

"Surprisingly, this juncture is really tightly grasped. Nangong Yan said.

"The front foot turned the earth upside down in Pinghai County, making the four seas of Kyushu kill each other, and the back foot will directly kill Xishan Island, kill everyone, take away the remaining resource reserves, and then leave people in ambush, interlocking, pressing step by step, making people feel suffocated. If it weren't for the terrain of the island, I'm afraid they would have been ready to annihilate us here. The old man exhaled, and felt that maybe he was really old, so old that every step was half a beat slower than the opponent, so as to give the enemy a chance to take advantage of the situation.

"Once, our opponents were fighting alone, now they are all huddled together to keep warm, although we have an alliance on our side, but it is difficult to achieve a real united front in front of the use, more often than not, it is a separate battle, you are only around us, these brains are not good enough, you are naturally tired of dealing with it alone, don't blame yourself too much. Nangong Yan heard the guilt in the old man's heart and comforted.

"It's not a way to go on like this, we've already done too much of a bad trick, and if we go on like this, when the sky changes, we can't turn it around. The old man sighed lightly.

"You mean, take the initiative?" Nangong Yan said with a frown.

"Got to. The old man said solemnly.

Nangong Yan knew that as soon as the old man's words came out, he would inevitably set off a storm after leaving Xishan Island.

"By the way, how is Chen'er's situation?" Nangong Yan asked.

"I lost too much blood, and the injury was quite serious, but my life could be saved, but I ......" The old man hung his head and mentioned Jiang Yichen, and his heart couldn't help but feel a pain, "The injury can be cured, I'm afraid, my heart is dead." ”

Judging from the death of the greedy and obsessive three evils, Leng San'er was killed almost without reacting, but the remaining double evils were fought down by Chen'er, and this kid didn't think about living at all. Nangong Yan recalled the scene she had seen when she arrived before, and like the old man, her heart was also full of worry, "If the dust sinks......

"Alas, after all, I didn't do it well, such a piece of jade was broken before it was sharpened into a sharp blade, and now if you want to glue it together, you can only hope that he will cross this hurdle by himself. The old man closed his eyes and said.

"Fortunately, those crumbs in this place will not come again, so it's good to let the dust stay here. Nangong Yan sighed.

"It's just too lonely, and I'm afraid of touching the scene. "Old man said.

"Those children from Shifu?" Nangong Yan suddenly reminded.

"You're a good reminder that Drifting Zero can't go wrong on their side anymore, and it will take some time and energy to take care of them in the future. "The old man rarely presses the treasure on a very small number of people, but in recent years, with the loss of major talents in the alliance, he has gradually reached the bottom where no one can use, he has to focus on the future, and Jiang Yichen and Luo Piaoling are the future he fancies, and now it is likely that he has broken a sharp sword, and this think tank can not be lost again.

"Well, I'll arrange. Nangong Yan said.

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Seven days later, in a wooden house on Xishan Island.

One old and one young are among them.

The old man is an old man, and although he has deliberately tidied up his face, his bloodshot eyes and slightly pale face still reveal his fatigue these days.

Many people know in their hearts that this is the last depression of the old man, when he steps out of Xishan Island, all negative emotions will be thrown away by him, and he will use the most lethal means to carry out a counterattack.

The young man is Jiang Yichen, his body and face are wrapped in thick gauze bands, and his vision is blurred, but he doesn't care anymore, he also knows that the person in front of him is an old man, but he has no heart to care about these anymore.

The old man specially came to tell Jiang Yichen that Xishan Island has basically been taken care of, and tomorrow, all the people of the Daoyi League will be evacuated.

This is the second time Jiang Yichen has woken up, two days ago, after waking up, he touched Huo Yinniang's grave by himself, and stayed there for most of the day, until the drizzle came unexpectedly, his body couldn't bear the cold, and he was found fainting on the ground before being brought back.

"Maybe you also know that this time on Xishan Island, we are dumb and lose, and we can only swallow the blood that flows, but there are some things we have to do, but those things can only be done in the shadows. The old man continued to say to himself, it was already half a pillar of incense, and the young man had been silent.