Chapter 293: The Ending?

Many times, some things are seen through at a glance from the beginning, and they are clear in their hearts. But this world is full of too many unknowns and changes, and I often guess the beginning but not the end. People have life and death, and things have a beginning and an end, but in what way is the end to it?

Seeing the middle-aged man in black who suddenly rushed towards him, Ruyi seemed to be stunned, standing motionless, and even forgetting to dodge, just watching the middle-aged man in black get closer and closer to him, until he saw a fist with the sound of whirring wind coming towards him!

Seeing that the man in black had arrived in front of Ruyi in the blink of an eye, the iron fist that he had swung out was almost a foot away from Ruyi's front door. If you are hit by this punch, Ruyi, whose skills are not deep, don't know what the ending will be.

At this moment, something suddenly flew from the side like lightning, spun and hit the shoulder of the middle-aged man in black, and blood splattered immediately! Then I saw that the middle-aged man's arm shook, and the fist that was originally directed to the pasta door suddenly deviated from the original direction and attacked Ruyi's shoulder.

Immediately after, a desperate muffled snort sounded, and then I saw that the middle-aged man in black who was still rushing forward suddenly stopped, and could no longer move a bit, and the arm that was waving at Ruyi also drooped down weakly, and looked down at his chest in horror.

I saw that on the chest of the middle-aged man in black, a red blade was exposed, and it was full of blood, making the already scarlet blade look even more dazzling. He couldn't believe his eyes, or he didn't want to believe what was happening at this moment, and there was a hint of powerless despair in his painful expression.

Behind the middle-aged man in black, there was a person standing, a person dressed in black and with a death aura on his face, who was Wuxin. In his hand, he was holding the bloody knife, and the blade directly pierced the body of the middle-aged man in black, as fast as lightning, and spared no effort. Although he was one step later than Long Xinyue found out, his speed was obviously faster, and he stabbed through the chest of the middle-aged man in black before Long Xinyue, and also stopped a tragedy that might make him regret it for the rest of his life.

On the open space on the side, a folding fan fell, and a trace of blood had been stained on the fan surface at this time, covering the word "Nangong" on the fan surface. The blood is the blood of the middle-aged man in black, and the fan is Nangong Chu's fan. If it weren't for Nangong Chu's anxious throwing the fan at the middle-aged man in black and scratching the other party, the consequences might be unimaginable.

Wuxin raised his head, glanced at Ruyi, who was still in shock, gritted his teeth, and shook the hand holding the bloody knife to the side fiercely, and then saw the middle-aged man in black flipped and flew out, falling heavily to the ground, and the place where he fell was very close to the opening he was desperately trying to rush to just now.

It is unbelievable that such a big person could be thrown up so easily by Wuxin with a flick of his fingers, and you can imagine how amazing the power of Wuxin under the rage is. The best way to get along with Bloody Knife Wuxin is not to try to provoke him, otherwise it will be the difference between heaven and hell.

"I'm sorry, I was careless and frightened you. Wuxin looked at Ruyi in front of him and said softly. As he spoke, he carried the bloody bloody knife behind his back, not wanting Ruyi to see it, and not wanting the enemy's blood to stain Ruyi's purity.

Ruyi finally came back to his senses at this time, looked at Wuxin, who was already standing in front of him at this time, shook his head gently, and signaled that he was fine. For her, being able to see Wuxin standing in front of her completely with her own eyes is more important than anything else.

Looking at Ruyi's eyes that definitely did not have a trace of suspicion, his heart tightened and he frowned. He blamed himself a little for being merciful just now, he could have killed the middle-aged man in black with a single sword, but he hesitated, and his momentary kindness almost caused a catastrophe.

"You've been pretending to be the emperor?" Ruyi asked with a puzzled look at Wuxin. Looking at the scene in the big tent, there was no trace of the emperor, and the dragon robe that was then thrown aside, Bing Xue's smart Ruyi seemed to understand all of a sudden.

Wuxin nodded lightly, and said slowly: "There are too many people involved in this matter, just in case the news leaks out, I don't blame you for not telling you what you want, right?" He knew that Ruyi must have been worried about himself again in the past few days, and he always seemed to make her feel at ease.

Ruyi shook his head again and said slowly: "As long as you're okay, nothing else matters." The voice is very gentle, and the gentleness seems to be able to melt the heart of any man in the world, but this gentleness only belongs to Wuxin and will never change.

At this moment, the sound of a fight came, and everyone remembered that there were still two people who had not decided the winner, and were still fighting together. The head of Wudang, Aoki Dao, and the king of Yanmen, Hu Yan Zhuo, are two people who can be called overlords of one side.

In fact, in terms of strength, Aoki Taoist's martial arts are a little higher than Huyan's scorching martial arts, but Aoki is a Taoist after all, and he can't be as ruthless as others, so he may be timid when he hands over, and it has continued until now, entangled until both of them are exhausted, and their movements are slow like a pair of friends who are learning martial arts from each other.

Wuxin glanced at the field, and glanced at Long Xinyue on the side, he didn't want to delay any longer, everything had been in his plan, but he didn't expect to let the Seven Sages King escape again, he was very upset, and he didn't want to see the endless entanglement between the two sides.

Long Xinyue understood, nodded, and then turned and walked towards the last battlefield, slowly approaching Hu Yan Blazing, who was facing away from him.

"Dao Chief, you can take a break, and I'll leave it to Zai Xia here. Long Xinyue walked to the middle of the field, raised his voice and said, he didn't take the opportunity to sneak attack Huyan Burning Fierce, and work together with Aoki to deal with it, he didn't bother to do that, this is his style of doing things, so he is worthy of being a friend of the bloody knife and heartless.

When Aoki Daoren heard Long Xinyue's words, he quickly swept aside, as if he had already retreated in his heart, because there were already enough people dead here, not to mention this war, I don't know how many lives were taken. glanced at Long Crescent not far away, clasped his hands into fists, and nodded.

Long Xinyue glanced at Aoki, nodded and smiled, for him, it is the same if he comes early or late, no matter what, he will go all out, in the face of the enemy, he will not show mercy, but he can also understand Aoki, after all, the identity is there, and others can't find anything wrong.

Hu Yan Zhuolie also turned around at this time, looked at Long Xinyue behind him, his eyes were instantly extremely cold, facing this murderer of his son, he couldn't wait to drink blood and eat flesh. At this point, everything was over, and they lost the battle, and they were completely defeated.

In the face of the situation of death and injury, he has no interest, he knows what it means to fail, even if he can escape from here today, what awaits him is bound to be the end of the world, because the court will not let him go, and the people here will not let him go.

"Surrender. Long Xinyue looked at Hu Yan and said slowly. At this point, he felt that it would be useless for Huyan Zhuolie to do anything, and no matter how much he struggled, it would just add a corpse, and he couldn't change the result, so he hoped that Huyan Zhuolie could recognize the facts and take the initiative to surrender, which also saved him some strength.

Hu Yan Zhuolie listened to Long Xinyue's words, the expression on his face became even more angry, only to see him glaring at Long Xinyue coldly, and roared loudly: "Shi Ke can not be humiliated! If you have the ability, you will kill me, in my Hu Yan Zhuo Lie's life, there has never been a word of surrender! Not to mention that I have not yet avenged my son, don't daydream!"

As he spoke, he slowly turned around with the heavy Qinglong Glaive Knife, which seemed to be unable to even move himself, facing the Dragon Crescent, as if he was ready.

"Then don't blame your men for being ruthless. Long Xinyue shook his head and said, and then walked slowly towards Huyan Zhuo Fierce, his relaxed appearance didn't look like he was dueling with someone at all, maybe he was too confident, and he didn't take Hu Yan Zhuo Fierce at this time in his eyes at all.

"Let the horses come over!" Hu Yan gritted his teeth fiercely, glared at Long Xinyue, who was walking towards him step by step, and said fiercely, holding his breath, waiting for the last confrontation.

But Long Crescent Moon was really walking too slowly, and his casual appearance didn't look like he came out to duel at all, but more like he was hanging out. Hu Yan Zhuo Lie had already raised all his strength and was waiting for the last attack, but waiting left and right for the other party just couldn't come, this feeling really hurt his morale.

"Kill!" suddenly roared, and then saw Hu Yan Zhuo take the initiative to rush towards Long Xinyue, it seemed that he had already been impatient to wait, and he would be really discouraged if he waited any longer.

And at the moment when Huyan Zhuo Fierce moved, Long Xinyue, who was originally strolling leisurely, suddenly increased his speed, and rushed forward towards Hu Yan Zhuo Fierce, the speed was faster and more fierce than Hu Yan Zhuo Fierce!

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air came, and then I saw that the scorching broadsword had already whistled towards the top of Long Crescent's head!

However, Long Xinyue's figure flashed like a ghost, just dodging the attack range of the big knife, and by a fraction of a second, it had already rushed to Huyan Zhuolie's front in an instant! It was too fast, too fast, so fast that Huyan Zhuolie didn't even have a chance to blink.

Seeing that Long Xinyue, who had easily dodged his blow, had appeared in front of him like lightning, Hu Yan was shocked, hurriedly restrained his rushing steps, and hurriedly retreated, while vigorously retracting the big knife he swung.

At this time, Long Xinyue had also made a move, unremarkable, and the punch that came easily seemed to be faster than lightning, directly attacking Hu Yan's scorching chest, and it was there in the blink of an eye.

Hu Yan was shocked, hurriedly withdrew the big knife, grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand, pushed the blade with the other, and protected it on his chest, intending to make a hard move. He could only take it hard, because Long Xinyue was too fast, so fast that Hu Yan Zhuo didn't have time to make other moves.

A crisp sound of iron breaking, mixed with a desperate muffled snort, followed by a swift flying backwards, and the imposing Blue Dragon Glaive Knife also flew out of his hand, and it had already been broken into two.

Hu Yan, who was in mid-air, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, drawing a beautiful arc, and then his body fell heavily to the ground, convulsed a few times, and gradually returned to calm, death-like calm, and scratched a perfect end to his failure.

Huyan was scorching, dead under the iron fist of Long Crescent, and died under the iron horse of justice. Maybe until the second before he died, he didn't have a trace of repentance, but at least he used his ending to tell those who have or are thinking twice a truth: the sky is mighty and cannot be easily touched, otherwise there will be no place to die!

Everything is finally over, a rebellion that involves too many people and makes too many people crazy is finally over, and good finally triumphs over evil.

But I don't know if such an ending will be the beginning of another killing, like an inescapable fate......