The wind suddenly rose, blowing the maple red like fire.

After the extreme move, the victory and defeat were already clear, with the sword qi disappearing, and the sound of insects chirping, I saw that the sword in the palm of Prince Xuantong was actually set up on the neck of Yuan Wuxiang in advance by a millimeter.

At this moment, as long as he exerted a little more force, Yuan Wuxiang would not be able to escape defeat, but he obviously had no intention of killing Yuan Wuxiang, he stood with his sword, and after looking at Yuan Wuxiang for a long time, he suddenly put away the Grasshopper Sword in his hand and threw it back into the sword frame that Purple Yu Fen carried.

"What do you mean?"

At the moment of defeat, Yuan Wuxiang was ready to be martyred, but he never thought that Xuantong would let him go like this.

"There is a cry hidden in your sword. ”

Xuan Tong said indifferently: "Killing you like this will not do me the slightest." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Wuxiang couldn't help frowning slightly, he couldn't help but hum softly in his mouth, and his tightly clenched hands already showed that his heart was not calm at the moment.

Defeated, he was defeated after all, and he was defeated at the hands of Xuantong, the prince of the forest prison. No matter how helpless he is in today's defeat, defeat is defeat, and no one can argue with it.

"The grudge between you and me is settled. ”

Looking at the silent Yuan Wuxiang, Xuan Tong suddenly made another statement and made a new agreement: "When you find the right path in your heart, I will fight with you again." ”

After saying that, he turned his head directly to look at Lin Yi: "Your Excellency's sword is peerless, Xuantong is looking forward to the day when he will face off against you." ”

"I'll wait for you to come to me. ”

Lin Yi smiled and said: "Although, I never easily compete with others, but you are an exception, it's just that if you want to challenge me, you have to be prepared for defeat in advance." ”

"It is my wish to seek defeat!"

Xuan Tong laughed, then raised his hand and said, "Two of you, please." ”

"Farewell. ”

Lin Yi said goodbye, Yuan Wuxiang was silent, turned around and left, both of them were masters, turned into streamers, and left the maple leaf forest in an instant.

Seeing the two leave, the purple remainder, who had been silent for a while, finally could no longer suppress the restlessness in his heart, with a little resentment, he shouted at Xuantong and the prince, "My prince, Yuan Wuxiang killed your brother, but you gave such kindness to the people, aren't you afraid that your brother will not be blind under the Nine Springs?"

However, to Zi Zi's surprise, Prince Xuantong responded to his brother's words with a meaningful sneer, "Brother?"

Immediately, Prince Xuantong took his eyes off a maple leaf twisted on his fingertips, and instead looked at Purple Yufen with deep eyes.

If he hadn't recognized this a long time ago, why would he have come to the bitter realm alone and wander in the sea of misery in this world with the posture of letting go one by one. However, for the filth between himself and his father and brother, he did not need to tell Ziyu in detail.

So after a short moment of silence, Prince Xuantong only asked the purple remnant rhetorically: "Are you really just for that brother who doesn't have much affection for me?"

"Isn't it?"

Prince Xuantong did not respond to Purple Yufen's questioning, but paced slowly, standing under a tall red maple, listening to the rustling of maple leaves in the autumn wind, and muttered in his mouth: "The dignified silver horse is in charge, and he shouldn't have such strength. Why is his sword roaring like that?"

After pondering for a while, Prince Xuantong suddenly turned his head and asked at Zi Yufen, "Hmm...... I remember that the creator of the Silver Horse Mystery is the light of the world?"

Although Purple Yufen didn't understand why Prince Xuantong asked this, he still nodded and replied, "This is the news I heard from the Sword Sea, and there will definitely be no mistake." ”

"Let's go. ”

After receiving the affirmation from the purple remnant, Prince Xuantong suddenly smiled, he took a step forward, and walked first, without waiting for the purple remnant to respond, he had already walked straight to the outside of the maple leaf forest: "Follow me to listen, the story of the sword." ”

This time against the original Wuxiang, the sad sword sound hidden in the silver biscularity is really sentimental.

Xuan Tong has always believed that every sword has its own life, and it must not be regarded as a dead thing, and now, since he heard the sorrow of Yin Bi Xuanjie, it is necessary for him to explore the story behind this sword.

At the same time, outside the maple leaf forest, two rays of light flowed out, turning into two people, it was Lin Yi and Yuan Wuxiang, compared to before, Yuan Wuxiang's state at this moment was very bad.

Although the reason why this duel between Yuan Wuxiang and Prince Xuantong was lost, in addition to his ability to attack the enemy with his own shortcomings, putting aside the ability of Xuanjie to change, and only expecting to win with swordsmanship, the injuries on his body that have not yet healed, and the vague influence of hatred in Xuanjie on his battle center god, can be regarded as one of the reasons.

However, because of the change in his heart, Yuan Wuxiang at this moment, he blamed this defeat on his own lack of learning, and this was also the opportunity for Lin Yi to take advantage of the void, at the moment, he chuckled to himself: "Yuan Wuxiang, I know your thoughts, no matter how good the silver ticket is, after all, it is just a foreign object, it has achieved you, but it also limits you, now I will give you a chance, as long as you are willing to work for me, I can help you regenerate your hands." ”

"Huh?"

If it was the original Wuxiang before, he would definitely scoff at this, and he would never be moved by it, but now it is different from the past, the original Wuxiang is trapped in the magic test, his mind is confused, and he unconsciously fell into thinking, and asked with surprise: "Can you really help me regenerate my hands?"

As Lin Yi said, the silver ticket Xuan Xie has made him, but it has also limited him, so that his cultivation has never been able to reach the state of perfection, if he can regenerate his hands, he will be able to reach the top, at that time, what is Xuantong afraid of?

"Of course. ”

Lin Yi smiled and said: "I know, you have doubts about me now, but it doesn't matter, you can think about it, and when you think about it, it's not too late to come to me." ”

"Good!"

Yuan Wuxiang said that, and immediately turned into a silver streamer and broke through the air.

"Hmm, affected by the Xuanjie of the Silver Ticket, Yuan Wuxiang has fallen into the magic test, and in order to gain the strength to defeat Xuantong, he is bound to come to me. ”

Seeing Yuan Wuxiang leave, a smile full of jokes appeared on Lin Yi's face: "Calculate the time, Desert Goshawk, no, the Last Evil King should return to the Valley of the Wind now, then, presumably he should also see that thing." ”

In the Valley of the Quiet Wind, the Last Evil King who had regained the True Yuan returned to the valley again, thinking of Lin Yi's terrifying palm a few days ago, until this moment, he still had palpitations.

A long time ago, the strength of the Nine Heavens Xuanzun was still in front of him, but he didn't expect that after many years, although the Nine Heavens Xuanzun had fallen, there was a strong person in the Suffering Realm Divine Prefecture that was enough to compare with the Nine Heavens Xuanzun, or even more terrifying. No wonder he dared to try to destroy the dragon head, he had to report this news to the evil god as soon as possible, now that the dragon head has been released, the power of the evil god will inevitably awaken a few points, and he can get out of his body from Shiliu Island first.

As his thoughts flowed, the Last Evil King suddenly felt an extremely familiar aura, his face changed greatly, and his soul trembled in disbelief: "This is ....... How could the breath of Han Niang appear here........

Frightened in his heart, the Last Evil King hurriedly followed the breath he sensed, and as he walked, he suddenly found that there was a strange short knife lying across the place where the desert lone eagle died that day.

"It's ....... The Boundary Divider?!"

With a move in his expression, the Last Evil King walked over quickly, and took this secret treasure belonging to the Wind One Clan in his hand, and at the same time a deep sneer appeared on his face: "After that person killed the Desert Lone Eagle, he didn't know the secret treasure of my Wind One Clan, and he ignored this knife, and with this knife's plan to split the void boundary and liberate the evil god dragon head, it can be carried out more smoothly." ”

As he spoke, he put away his short knife and continued to follow Han Niang's breath, and after a while, he came to a fault.

"That's where the breath comes from. ”

The Last Evil King took a deep breath, and a touch of sadness and anticipation immediately appeared in his eyes, because he felt the breath that belonged to his wife Han Niang here, which was very strong.

"Han Niang, I'm here........."

With a loud voice, the Last Evil King hurriedly struck down, and suddenly, the ground cracked, revealing a huge wind cave, and he descended along the wind cave to the depths of the earth, but saw a scene that made his soul tremble and tear his heart.

I saw that under the deep valley of the Valley of the Wind, within the eye of the wind, a huge wind dragon corpse stood there, none other than his wife.......... Han Niang.

I don't know how long I've been dead, but Han Niang's bones are still not cold, and there is a strong resentment on her body, lingering in the wind cave and lasting for a long time.

Feeling this resentment, the Last Evil King instantly understood what was going on, and couldn't help but tremble all over his body, looking up to the sky and crying sadly.

He is not stupid, he can think that after he was killed by the Desert Lone Eagle and another dragon swordsman, Han Niang killed the Valley of the Wind for revenge, but was left here forever by the Desert Lone Eagle.

"Han Niang, Han Niang, ah !!"

Terrible, sad, indescribable pain, a heart-rending roar erupted from the mouth of the Last Evil King, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down his eyes. It is conceivable that if it weren't for the fact that the Desert Lone Eagle had been killed by Lin Yi, at this moment, the Last Evil King would also cut him with a thousand knives in order to avenge his dead wife.

But now, even if the desert lone eagle is dead, what is the use? Han Niang will not be resurrected.

"Hmm, resurrection! By the way, the evil god, the evil god is omnipotent, he will definitely be able to resurrect Han Niang!"

As if thinking of something, a surge of hope suddenly burst out in the eyes of the Last Evil King, and just as he was about to leave, he saw a round little dragon flying out of the wind cave, stopping in front of him, looking at him curiously, making him stunned: "This .........."

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