Luo Bei naturally understands that there is no fairness in this world at all, even if it is the competition in front of him to gamble on his life, he has no choice at all, because he can't retreat, his life can be done in any way, but he can't let Wan Yutang and Kill fall into a life and death crisis because of himself.

Since there is no way back, then face it bravely.

This is the so-called "courage" he learned from Yang Zaixing.

Even if he doesn't have absolute self-confidence, and even doesn't have a trace of self-confidence in the face of Tsing Yi people, he must learn to use "courage" to make himself strong.

He turned his face sideways and looked at Yang Zaixing's grave, the little insect was still crawling, maybe it would never be able to climb out of this forest for the rest of its life, but it still had the courage to move forward.

This may be "courage".

Thinking of this, the panic in his heart seemed to be alleviated, and Luo Bei raised his head to meet the man in Tsing Yi.

The people in Tsing Yi don't know if they also perceive Luobei's psychological changes, although it is a competition, but this competition of gambling with his life does not mean much to him at all, it is just a "task" that is not big or small.

Therefore, from the beginning, he didn't put Luo Bei in his eyes at all, and he hid the sword in the leaf vein to try Luo Bei's reaction, if he became cowardly and negative because of this, he would just kill with one move, and he would naturally not waste his tongue.

Until this moment, Luobei greeted him head-on, even if his confidence was still weak, how could Feiyun not feel it?

He suddenly remembered a person, a person with an extremely free and easy temperament, a person like him should not be as good as himself in cultivation, but every time he competed, he undoubtedly lost, and he was convinced.

Only at the moment when the sword was revealed, the Feiyun envoy could see the perseverance and courage in the other party's eyes, and the azure sword light that cut through the night was still fresh in his memory.

Therefore, the moment he saw the courage in Luo Bei's eyes, he became more solemn.

In the calm air, he stretched out a hand, and a leaf that fell on the ground immediately flew to the palm of his hand.

The invisible true qi adsorbs the fallen leaves and keeps spinning.

"First move, then ......"

As soon as the words fell, the gray shadow of the leaves swirling in his palm flashed, and it had quietly attacked Luobei.

Luo Bei naturally no longer regarded that fallen leaf as just a fluttering dead leaf, it was a sword, an incomparably powerful killing sword.

Luo Bei stared, using all his strength to perceive every change in the air.

Until the blade was about to get close, he carried the true qi around him, like a surging river, he stretched out his hands and spit out the true qi into his palm, wanting to intercept the flying blade with his true qi.

Who knows, the leaves came in an instant, and at the moment when they connected with the true qi, the true qi that was just surging like a sea in Luobei was like layers of decayed and useless skin being stripped away.

A galloping yellow leaf pierced the true qi that Luo Bei transported, and finally nailed into the skin of a finger on Luo Bei's chest.

Blood suddenly gushed out, and a smell of blood hit my heart.

But Luo Bei knew that the leaves that punctured his clothes and skin did not hurt the vital point.

Feiyun didn't move, looking at Luobei seriously.

The young man in front of him surprised him a little.

Although on the surface, it seemed that the blade had broken Luobei's True Qi defense, but in fact, it was still slowed down and changed direction slightly, otherwise Luobei would not have just suffered that little injury.

He never understood why this "task" fell on his head, there were many ways to solve a young man's life, why did he need his sword out of the sheath?

But now he was actually interested in the young man in front of him.

"Good ......" is only one word, but it is already a great affirmation he made to the boy.

The second move, and then ...... "He didn't take advantage of the danger by surprise, because he didn't need it at all."

This time there were no fallen leaves, and there was nothing, he just raised a hand slightly, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Luobei.

Luo Bei still held his hand on his chest The blood gushing out of his chest, he immediately raised his head after hearing the voice of the man in Tsing Yi.

I saw a flash of light flying from that finger, dazzling and enthusiastic, like a sword that had just been hidden in the veins of the leaves that suddenly burst out.

This second move, Feiyun used his finger sword to attack Luobei, which was naturally not comparable to the sword intent sacrificed with the help of fallen leaves.

Not only the momentum, but also the strength is many times stronger, and before he could get up, Luo Bei had already clearly felt the chill.

This chill has obviously gone beyond the scope of the "competition" and has become a killing intent.

Luo Bei was not surprised, because he had long seen that although the other party said that he would bet three lives with three moves, in fact, there was not much room for them to survive.

The reason why he didn't shoot directly may be because he wanted to find what he needed in this way, or maybe he was so confident that he couldn't escape from the palm of his hand.

The finger sword has been sacrificed, and there is not much time left for Luobei.

There was a chaotic roar in Luo Bei's mind, and the first move broke the extremely deep true qi that he didn't know how to get, indicating that his cultivation must be too different from the other party, and he was not an opponent at all.

The finger sword was close to him, and the cold intent made Luo Bei's whole body feel like frozen, and Luo Bei had no way to take over this extremely powerful sword intent.

The sword intent cut through the air, but it slowed down about a foot in front of Luo Bei, and Luo Bei found that it had turned blue in front of him at this critical moment.

Tiangang's qi appeared passively, and Luo Bei didn't even expect that the blue wall of light formed by Tiangang's qi could intercept the finger sword in front of him.

The sword light flashed, and it became extremely prosperous, and the blue light wall also skyrocketed, and the two actually formed a bit of equal power.

It didn't take long for the sword light of the finger sword to be extremely grand, and it gradually pierced the blue wall of light, and the qi of Tiangang was still unable to resist the blow of the man in Tsing Yi in the end.

The sound of the finger sword "swish" did not enter Luobei's body.

When he looked down, he noticed that a small hole had appeared in the three fingers below the mouth of his heart, which was obviously left by the sword passing through his body.

He subconsciously covered the wound with his hand, and blood suddenly gushed out again.

Severe pain ensued, and Luo Bei's face was as pale as paper.

He staggered, unable to hold the weight of his body anymore, and his breathing became heavier, as if he was about to suffocate.

After falling to the ground, Luo Bei clenched his teeth tightly, and he didn't make any sound from the severe pain in his body, which was the only dignity he could grit his teeth and stick to now.

Not far from him is Yang Zaixing's grave.

"I didn't expect that we would be able to get together so soon, and you invited me to drink when we said goodbye!" Luo Bei suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

Seeing Luobei's severe pain, Feiyun Envoy did not continue to use the third move, nor did he leave, as if he had suddenly fallen into the dead silence of Wan Lai.

He reached out and looked at his palm.

"I can't imagine that after twelve years, I will be able to see Tiangang's qi again......" he said to himself.

After frowning slightly, he suddenly stretched out his palms, and a fierce and domineering true qi emerged, and his body stretched out, attacking Luobei who fell to the ground.

Luo Bei felt that his body was light, and he actually rose directly from the ground, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the Tsing Yi man close at hand.

The people of Tsing Yi have a strong true qi

sucked Luo Bei up from the ground in an instant, and one of his palms was imprinted on Luo Bei's chest, and his true qi was surging wildly.

Luo Bei suddenly felt like a man's back, and the domineering true qi of the man in Tsing Yi seemed to penetrate his whole body, he knew that he no longer had any ability to resist it, and he might only close his eyes and wait for death.

"Brother Wan, kill, I'm sorry...... I can't save you......"

Luo Bei was already in despair, but at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly appeared.

"Do you give up like that?"

"Are you willing?"

Luo Bei was extremely disgusted by this voice, and said angrily in his heart: "Why do you always appear in my mind, why do you always come to disturb my mind, are you not willing to let me go even when you are about to die?"

The voice became very loud, full of ridicule, and the laughter was so rampant that Luo Bei could hardly bear it anymore.

Next, a powerful force was emerging from his body, gradually eroding and taking over his body and spirit.

Feiyun's domineering true qi on the palm of his hand suddenly seemed to encounter an extremely powerful obstacle, and kept rebounding back.

Taken aback, he stepped back.

Looking at it intently, he was even more surprised, but he didn't expect that the young man with his head hanging in front of him was full of black gas, and he was angry.

"Luobei?"

He let out a sneer.

"I didn't think you'd ...... you've fallen into the devil"

"Luobei" glanced at the people in Tsing Yi and laughed, laughing fiercely.

"You're pushing me...... The world forced me to ...... The world forced me to ...... So...... The day I break out of my cocoon and be reborn will be the time to slaughter the world......"

The man in Tsing Yi also looked at Luo Bei, and found that the voice and words could not have come from a teenager at all, and he was re-examining a young man who had once been like an ant in front of him.

"You're not Luobei?" he asked.

"What's the difference? I'm not Luobei, I'm also Luobei's ......" Luobei's laughter stopped abruptly, and he actually had a kind of momentum that looked down on the world, and this was the first time he occupied the peak in momentum in the face of the people in Tsing Yi.

Both sides focused all their attention on each other, and at this moment, the Feiyun Envoy had already regarded Luobei as an existence that could be his opponent.

At this moment, a light wind came from nowhere, drifting like a white cloud.

Then, a figure flashed by.

When Feiyun stared, he saw that Luo Bei, who was full of anger just now, suddenly turned back into that mediocre boy.

And behind him, there was a person standing impressively, as if he had imprinted a palm behind Luo Bei, making Luo Bei's body completely paralyzed, and he was completely unconscious.

The moment he saw that figure, although the vigilance of his whole body was lifted, it seemed that he suddenly became extremely uncomfortable.

"The third move hasn't come out yet, what if I'll do it for him?" a woman's voice came.

Feiyun reached out and tugged at the hat above his head, as if he was afraid that his face would be exposed.

"The last sword has already been taken for him......"

"But he's a demon......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the woman interrupted him.

"Wrong, there has never been a real demon in this world, and when the demon appears in front of your eyes, it means that you already have a ...... in your heart"

Feiyun stopped talking, and after the woman appeared, he seemed to be a frightened bird, and he didn't even lift his head.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly stepped back.

In an instant, the figure was gone.

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