"Uncle Shi, stop!" Lin Hongxing said almost pleadingly, looking at Qi Youguo, who had no signs of stopping, he gritted his teeth and raised his sword to go up, leaving a trace of sword qi that had not dissipated for a long time in the place where the speed passed.

"You are the sect master's favorite personal disciple, you have already learned her fast sword very much, and your divine will has your own understanding, which is very good. ”

Listening to the familiar comments, Lin Hongxing couldn't help but burst into tears, he jumped up suddenly, and cut at Qi and Guotian Linggai without any fancy eyes, this seemingly funny and ridiculous move used up the greatest strength in his life.

Qi Youguo's right finger swirled around a wisp of sword qi and gently hit Lin Hongxing's knees, the latter only felt that he had no strength in his body, and he collapsed to the ground weakly and even got up.

"The people who killed me must not be the two of you, Uncle Shi, I don't want you two to bear the charge of killing your fellow disciples. Qi Youguo patted Lin Hongxing's shoulder, rubbed his hair twice, and continued to move forward.

Liu Zijin's fist was pulled apart, and his fist was attached to his fist, he didn't have the complicated feelings of Li Changnian and Lin Hongxing for Qi and Guo, but the moment he really wanted to make a move against the southern knights, his heart hesitated.

He has always held the biggest fantasy, thinking that the chivalrous man who stands in the way will not fight for his life, but when he heard that the chivalrous man died for the country, he realized that this road would definitely not be as easy as he thought.

"Since you want to punch, don't hesitate, the most evasive thing about martial arts is to attack the heart and shake. Qi Heguo's sword fluttered so much that in front of him, Liu Zijin raised his fist in embarrassment, his body was knocked back several feet, and there was no way to stop Qi Youguo's mind and sat on the ground dejectedly, his eyes were complicated.

Yun Fan didn't know when he went around the back of Qi Youguo with a scimitar, and he jumped to Qi Youguo's back steadily and ruthlessly, and the scimitar locked his throat.

A long and rough sword qi burst out from Qi and the country's body, and bounced Yun Fan far away.

Ji Jiu didn't draw his sword, and said lightly, "Senior, but you want to slaughter everyone in the mission?"

Qi Youguo nodded noncommittally and walked non-stop.

"Then have you ever thought that if the Northern Kingdom Mission is slaughtered, Zhao Yan will have a reason to launch the next round of the Great War, do you think the Southern Kingdom can still hold on?" Ji Jiu's bitter persuasion failed to stop Qi Youguo's footsteps, and the two were only about a foot apart.

When Qianhui came out of the sheath, the thunderball rolled to the ground, and the ground stirred up layers of dust, hiding the two figures in it.

In the dust, Ji Jiu's sword was like a silver snake, and he tried his best to stop Qi and Guo, and the two slashed each other sword against sword, almost a brute force collision.

Ji Jiu didn't know when he was grabbed by the collar, and before he could react, he was thrown out of the wind and sand, and his body rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

The left hand holding the sword trembled, Ji Jiu looked down at the tiger's mouth where there were already signs of bursting, the sword just now was suppressed by Qi Youguo very deadly, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and gritted his teeth and raised the sword. Along the way, Ji Jiu has not yet met an opponent who is in a peaceful situation with him.

Qi and Guojian got rid of Ji Jiu and stopped fighting with him, a sword flew from the air to stop his steps, Li Changnian didn't know when he woke up, compared to the beginning of the sword unbearable, now he has already made up his mind.

"Uncle Shi, even if you die, you will die under my Li Changnian's sword!"

Hao Changfeng flew back into his hand, and Li Changnian's eyes rushed towards Qi Heguo with resolute eyes, and the two equally sharp sword qi collided violently, stirring up layers of dust.

Li Changnian stabbed a sword into his chest, but was blocked by raising his sword, and almost instantly, the two of them raised their palms at the same time to hit the chests of both sides, but no one retreated, and at this time, half a step back would lose.

Qi and Guoheng's sword slashed towards his chest, and in an instant he was blocked by a wave-like sword qi, Li Changnian seized the opportunity to slash his right arm with a sword, and the blood bloomed, and this sword was also cut in Li Changnian's heart.

"Whether it is the timing of the release of the sword qi or the momentum of the moment, it is impeccable, and our little Changnian has also grown up. Qi and Guoheng swords were in his chest, and several illusory sword shadows were floating behind him, which was similar to Li Changnian's wandering and watching flowers.

Li Changnian continued to rush straight without any fancy, stepping on Qi Youguo's shoulder and his body soared into the air, and at the same time, Qi Youguo took off his flying sword and stabbed straight into the air, and the sword shadow also pounced on Li Changnian who rose into the air.

Chen Jingchi squinted his eyes and looked up at the air, very curious in his heart, this Li Changnian would really kill his uncle who had cultivated him since he was a child, or Qi Youguo would personally kill Li Changnian, who was brought up by himself, no matter who died, it would be very interesting for him.

One person and one sword rose vertically, vertically down, Li Changnian's whole person was coerced by sword qi, at this time, whether it was sword momentum or sword intent, he had reached the peak of his life.

The sword fell, and the mighty wind pierced Qi Youguo's chest, if it weren't for Li Changnian reaching out to hug him, he would have fallen backwards.

Li Changnian bowed his head deeply, held Qi Youguo's half-life hand holding the sword, and sobbed in a low voice.

Qi Youguo, whose muscles and veins were broken, couldn't speak, he could only pull the corners of his mouth hard, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Both of them are worthy of the three-foot sword in their hands, there is no right or wrong, no victory or defeat.

Lin Hongxing looked at the scene in front of him, covered his head in disbelief, and squatted on the ground in pain.

Ji Jiu's heart was even more mixed, he looked at Chen Jingchi with a smile in the middle of the Tiewei camp, they were fighting to the death here, was life and death just a funny scene of dog eating dog in his eyes?

Ji Jiu's heart increased with sadness, and he collected his sword in frustration, and the happy sword collection on weekdays became heavy for some reason.

In the distance, a person came from the sword, it was the famous green bamboo sword Liu Qingyan in the sword rain building, as her name suggested, she did have a pair of willow leaf curved eyebrows with great charm, she slowly walked to Li Changnian who was holding the corpse of Qi Youguo, and said in a trembling voice, "Give it to me, I'll take your uncle home." ”

Anyone who enters Jianyulou will always be a family in this life, and it is precisely in this atmosphere that there is a joke about Jianyulou helping relatives and not helping.

Li Changnian choked up, his eyebrows lowered.

"No one blames you, this is Lao Qi's own path, you don't know his stubborn temper, don't let alone eight horses, the people of the eight cities can't pull it back. Liu Qingyan reached out in distress to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued softly: "You did a great job of winning the Luoxing River, and now the whole river and lake are rumoring that the Sword Rain Building may still be able to stabilize the Luoxian Sword Pool for a hundred years." ”

Li Changnian shook his head, his voice hoarse, "Toast a pot of wine for my uncle in front of the grave, and one day I will go back to Jianyu Tower and personally drink two pots with him and talk." ”

Liu Qingyan responded, took Qi Youguo's corpse, got up and disappeared into the sky.

"Goodbye, Uncle Shi!"

The young man raised his arms and cried at Liu Qingyan's long-disappeared figure.

He was reluctant to put down his raised arm for a long time, and tried to pull a smile, remembering what Uncle Shi had been talking about.

"People will always hover between missing and disappointed in this life, and it is the greatest blessing to be able to hold on to one thing or one belief to death. ”

No regrets is the best.