Sou.

A chill flashed.

Wei Dingshan's body moved slightly, and he suddenly retreated half a minute, and the speed was so fast that there seemed to be two phantoms overlapping. And just between this lightning and fire, a person and a sword swept in front of Wei Dingshan, coming into the rainbow and castrating like the wind.

It's a pity that the blade is off by three points.

Wei Dingshan seemed to dodge this blow lightly, his face was not shocked, but there were a lot of waves in his heart. He dusted off his sleeves and looked sideways at Xun Wushuang, who had rearranged his posture not far away, and his comfort was exhausted.

It turned out that when Fang Cai Xun Wushuang put down the three assassins with one move, he actually used the sound of the three people falling to the ground as a cover, and used an even more awe-inspiring sword with his backhand, directly attacking Wei Dingshan's front door;

And after this move, Wei Dingshan's back couldn't help but ooze a few drops of cold sweat. He looked at Xun Wushuang with a solemn face, and suddenly felt a sense of happiness for the rest of his life.

"What kind of power was that just now?" at the same time, he asked himself in surprise.

But this self-doubting thought was immediately put behind him.

Cowardice before fighting is a taboo for martial artists, and many doubts will also make people fearful. What's more, Wei Dingshan's self-proclaimed skills are far above Xun Wushuang, so just then, he should be underestimating Xun Wushuang.

In a moment, Wei Dingshan had already abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, he looked at Xun Wushuang again, looking at the look in the other party's eyes as if he was at home, and a casual smile appeared.

Only this time, it's a cruel smile.

Not far away, Xun Wushuang didn't expect that his proud blow failed to succeed, and he felt a little panicked in his heart, although he forced himself to calm down and confront him, but the aura of the two sides collided, and Xun Wushuang had already shown his decline. She gritted her teeth, anxious in her heart, and glanced at the halfway up the mountain behind her without moving, but vaguely saw that Xun Yuzhan was still there in a daze, and immediately became angry, but she didn't dare to attack;

Xun Wushuang raised his eyes again to look at Jiang Ling and Song Anshi, who fell to the ground not far away, and their hands trembled unconsciously, and their palms were full of cold sweat.

The monstrous fire has no warmth, and the sorrow and despair are so cold to the bone.

But in any case, she had already made up her mind.

Xun Wushuang's heart moved, while his right hand was holding a sword in front of his chest, his left hand was behind his waist, and he slowly pulled out another short sword from his back. Then, she stared at Wei Dingshan with deep eyes, as if she was thinking about something in her heart. After a while, she resolutely raised her left sword, the tip of which pointed directly at Wei Dingshan, as if announcing that she had given up her defense and fought as hard as she could.

And this scene also reminded Xun Wushuang of the day when she was competing to recruit relatives, she had faced that barbarian and used this kind of lifeless fighting. When that sword stabbed out, Xun Wushuang was in his chest, but the result was a miserable end. Xun Wushuang still remembered that after that battle, Wei Dingshan had mentioned one or two points to her, but Xun Wushuang never got the essentials. And she also stubbornly thought in her heart that guarding the sword was more of a constraint for her, and even the Xunmen's dual sword method also made her feel awkward, and she always felt that something was not working.

But these thoughts, she really can't say. Now at this time of crisis, Xun Wushuang thought about it again and again, and finally decided to give up the so-called sword defense and turn to attack.

The remaining ten black-clothed assassins seemed to notice something wrong, and they all slowed down their movements and looked over. Wei Dingshan waved his hand lightly, signaling that it was not their turn to worry about it.

Wei Dingshan restrained his sneer, his expression returned to normal, he looked at Xun Wushuang calmly, and after watching the other party make such a move, his face was still unwavering, as if this was what he expected

So so.

But then he sighed.

"Wushuang, after all, you are still too young, sixteen years old...... At this point, the old decay can't ask for anything, all that can be said is 'the future is limitless'. Wei Dingshan flicked his sleeves, suddenly stretched out a palm, and said slowly, "But today, you also stop here!"

After that, Wei Dingshan roared, his breath soared, and his face, which had always been as calm as stagnant water, seemed to set off a thousand waves in an instant, a pair of squinted eyes stared like copper bells, and his eyes were full of white light;

This blow was unrelenting and unrelenting, and the momentum it instigated was so great that it provoked the Xunmen disciples who were fighting or fleeing around to look at it, and after seeing it clearly, they all let out a heart-rending scream and roar.

Xun Wushuang's willow eyebrows were upside down, her head raised and she stared angrily at Wei Dingshan, who seemed to be high above and overlooking everything, and glared at the palm that was like Yama's urging fall, she clenched her teeth, knowing that she couldn't avoid this move, or rather, she had studied under Wei Dingshan for so many years, and she clearly knew that if Wei Dingshan really used all her strength against her, even if she tried her best, it was inevitable.

So, Xun Wushuang made a decision.

Defending is a constraint, defending the sword is a burden, in this case, abandon it!

Xun Wushuang's left hand shook suddenly, and the sword turned into a dazzling blue light and burst towards Wei Dingshan in an instant. But the latter was disdainful in the face of this kind of self-defeating style of play, and before the blue light touched Wei Dingshan, it was already broken by the incomparably strong aura here, and then exploded.

This move couldn't even stop Wei Dingshan at all.

But Xun Wushuang obviously didn't expect this abandoned sword to do anything, she concentrated, stood the only remaining attacking sword on her chest, and immediately held it with both hands, gathering all the strength of her whole body here. At this moment, the restless aura was like a wave, surging forward wave after wave, and finally reached the tip of the sword.

At this moment, even the earth seemed to shake.

This move, there are no bells and whistles, there is no skill of defeating the strong with the weak, and there are just cruel hard hits. Because, she has no choice.

At the same time, Xun Wushuang suddenly felt as if her neck was strangled by something, and then something suddenly flew out of her clothes, emitting a dark blue light, floating in front of her.

Xun Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at it, and then suddenly remembered. This thing turned out to be the jade jue that Yan Xunhua delivered to her not long ago, and she forgot about it in a hurry, or rather, she didn't take these gods and monsters to heart in the first place. A jade block that can be seen everywhere, what kind of storm can it set off?

But at this moment, her heart was extremely surprised. It's just that she doesn't have time to think about this, Wei Dingshan's palm is already in front of her.

Xun Wushuang, who was blown by the powerful palm wind, was almost unsteady, his breath was disordered, even his eyes were difficult to open, and the hems of the clothes and skirts on his body were also dancing in the wind. But only the jade jue floating in the air was still unmoved, and even the dark blue light was even darker and deeper.

Wei Dingshan was obviously stunned for a moment.

Then, a palm fell, and a sword met it.

The ghostly light suddenly dispersed like a ripple.

In the distance, Xun Yuzhan, who was looking at the atrium in a daze, as if he had lost his mind, saw this light, and his whole body suddenly shook like a lightning strike, and he looked at the atrium that was swallowed by the ghost light for a moment, and his face flickered brightly and darkly.

On the side, Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what was going on, but Xun Wushuang was swallowed by that palm, she screamed, and it rained heavily on her little face with two tear stains, and then she picked up the guy and was about to rush down to fight with Wei Dingshan.

Xun Yuzhan also stood up at this time.

Su Xiaoxiao noticed the movement beside her, and secretly rejoiced that the boy on the side was finally "alive", but also worried that this Xun Gongzi couldn't think about it like herself, so she still choked up and persuaded: "Xun Gongzi, you ...... Let's run away, don't, don't let Miss Xun's ...... down."

Xun Yuzhan suddenly rushed down the mountain like crazy.

"Xun Gongzi, you have escaped!" Su Xiaoxiao shouted in surprise when she saw this move, and hurriedly chased after her.

And Xun Yuzhan didn't seem to hear Su Xiaoxiao's shout, and rushed with his head in his own hands.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't stop it at all, and while catching up, she even found that she couldn't keep up with Xun Yuzhan's footsteps.

And Xun Yuzhan's reckless actions naturally attracted the attention of others. Seeing this, the three black-clothed assassins nearby recognized at a glance that this was the eldest prince of Xunmen, and after looking at each other to confirm each other, the rest of the targets that they immediately abandoned were rushed towards Xun Yuzhan with daggers.

Fortunately, although Su Xiaoxiao was anxious in his heart, the ability in his hand did not fall, and when he saw the man in black besieging Xun Yuzhan, he raised his hand and shot out a few spirit runes. This kind of strange strange technique, even Wei Dingshan has suffered a lot, how can these black-clothed people deal with it in a short time at this moment, they are already trapped in it for a while, they can only watch Xun Yuzhan pass by them, and continue to rush towards the courtyard.

Looking for death?!

Looking at the direction of Xun Yuzhan's wild running, the people in black couldn't help but muttering in their hearts, but in this way, they also saved trouble. So the others set their eyes on the little girl.

Su Xiaoxiao stopped panting, she rolled up her wide sleeves, wiped her tears and snot, pouted and coldly swept the three black-clothed assassins who were stopped by her, and her face was not good. Obviously, it would be better for her to deal with these black-clad assassins who were causing trouble one by one.

At the same time, Xun Yuzhan finally stepped into the atrium. Already exhausted, he ignored the Xunmen disciples around him, ignored the fire of the burning city, the smoky smoke, and ignored the falling tall buildings, and staggered to the front of the middle attic.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the middle pavilion that was being burned, his expression blurred. Only two lines of clear tears were seen, slowly dripping down the cheeks, corners of the mouth, and jaw.

His lips pursed.

"Mother, Wushuang...... Sorry ......"

Hoarseness.

"I'm ...... again"

Before he finished speaking, his voice was abrupt.

He bit his lower lip and let the flames rage outside him, breaking into it as if he were nothing.

In the courtyard, the glow dissipated.

The picture, however, seems to be frozen.

Wei Dingshan slammed through Xun Wushuang's body with one palm, declaring that the latter's desperate resistance was in vain after all.

Xun Wushuang fell to the ground heavily, and the sword that had stood on her chest was also broken like her broken body at this time, turning into countless pieces and falling.

Xun Wushuang was lying like this, looking as usual, as if he had already expected this result. She calmly stared at the sky obscured by the firelight, at the moon that was still stubbornly scattering a glimmer of light, and suddenly smiled.

It's a self-deprecating laugh, but it's also a bitter laugh.

The hot blood kept flowing out, the vitality kept flowing, Xun Wushuang could clearly feel that her body was gradually becoming cold, but she still looked at it like that, as if she was praying for the parting of this life.

And this scene seemed familiar, and in an instant, she suddenly remembered something.

Month, finally lost his look.

Only the dark blue glow emitted by the jade jue remained, and it was silent.