"Radiant ......"

After a soft groan of the long sword unsheathed, a three-foot long sword glowing with a blue cold light was already carrying an awe-inspiring murderous aura, and it was suddenly held in Lin Yifan's hand.

Lin Yifan, who was expressionless, casually threw the scabbard in his hand to the ground in the Feng Pinch Pavilion, and then dragged the long sword in his hand towards the outside of the Feng Pinch Pavilion, and the sour clothes Xiu, who was struggling to stand up, slowly walked away.

At this time, outside the Feng Pinch Pavilion, the sour clothes Xiucai who had already struggled to stand up from the muddy ground outside the Feng Pinch Pavilion, and after glancing at the Xuan Xuzi in the Feng Pinch Pavilion with frightened eyes, now he could only watch Lin Yifan drag the long sword with cold light towards him step by step.

Now, as if he had smelled a trace of death, even his body trembled slightly because of the inexplicable horror.

Although he knew that he had put his life and death aside from the moment he stepped into this path of cultivation, what he didn't know was that when this unknown life and death really came towards him, he still exuded a trace of fear from his heart.

After a while, Lin Yifan's body had already appeared three feet in front of Sour Yixiucai.

At this moment, for some reason, looking at Qi Lin Yifan's expression, he didn't seem to plan to say anything, but just used his cold, murderous eyes to stare at the sour clothes Xiucai who was already covered in mud and water.

"This ...... This little friend, the matter has come to this, if you want to kill or chop, please make a way...... You came to me with a long sword, but you just stared at me without saying a word, I really don't know what your intentions are......"

Maybe it was Sour Yixiu who felt that Lin Yifan's eyes were too cold, which made him really uncomfortable, so he quickly settled down on his somewhat frightened mind, and opened his mouth to break the peace that made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"If you want to kill, you have to cut ......" Lin Yifan didn't seem to understand what Sour Yi Xiucai meant, and then paused for a moment before he continued to respond:

"At this moment, don't you think that even if you live a little longer, it will not be a good thing for a person like you? Why do you have to be so anxious to seek death, is it possible that you are in a hurry to want to be a human being?"

Lin Yifan's mouth is still so sharp, and his face is already blue.

"I said Xiaoyou, killing people is not a nod to the ground, although the old man is unlucky to fall into this situation today, why do you continue to fight with me here and humiliate me...... I'm still the same sentence, if you want to kill it, you have to do it quickly, you see it's not early......"

Regarding Lin Yifan's ridicule, although the sour clothes Xiucai, who had already seen his lip service, felt very uncomfortable, but in terms of words, today's sour clothes show was unwilling to entangle with him too much.

"This old brother ......" Seeing that his sour clothes were beautiful and called another "little friend", Lin Yifan also resolutely changed his name and called "old brother" and continued to say slowly: "According to me! You don't have to worry about this road, even if I want to send you down in a while, I guess I can't miss your dinner at this hour, why are you anxious about this moment? It's just before that...... I still wonder why you have to take the lives of my sister and brother in this phoenix cliff?"

Lin Yifan waved the long sword in his hand casually, and finally asked the doubts in his heart, although Lin Yifan already had some answers to this doubt in his heart.

"Little friend, why bother with words, you should know that I won't give you an answer...... Let's do it!"

Anyway, Xiucai straightened up slightly, slowly closed his eyes, and quietly waited for that moment to come.

"Hehehe......" Lin Yifan looked at the sour clothes Xiucai's appearance that seemed to be a little impassioned and determined to die, and couldn't help sneering in his heart: "You are so sure that I will definitely kill you today......

Maybe it was Lin Yifan's words that made Sour Yi Xiucai a little surprised, or maybe it made him seem to see a glimmer of life, Sour Yi Xiucai opened his eyes again and carefully looked at the somewhat unusual kid in front of him.

"I heard what Xiaoyou meant just now, aren't you going to kill me today to avenge your senior sister?"

"Huh...... Revenge for Senior Sister ......" Lin Yifan muttered involuntarily: "What about revenge, what if you don't take revenge, you say that even if you kill you now, what's the use?"

"Little friend, what do you mean...... sour clothes Xiucai looked at the long sword in Lin Yifan's hand, and really didn't understand what he meant when he came to him with the long sword.

"How many meanings? I don't have a few meanings...... Lin Yifan's tone paused before he continued to say lightly: "I just think so: you and I must have a result in today's affairs, as the saying goes, it doesn't mean that there must be a cause and effect, so ...... I thought about it and decided that it would be better to end the day with a bet, I wonder what you think, brother?"

"How to bet, what ?...... bet"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan looked at the sour clothes Xiu who looked surprised, and then nodded and responded: "Yes, it's the way to bet, as for what to bet on, how about betting on my life you want to take away?......

"Bet your life?" Lin Yifan's words made Sour Yixiu a little surprised.

"Not bad...... Just bet my life"

"How do you bet, how do you win, and what if you lose?"

"As for the gambling method, that's what it is......" Lin Yifan sold the guanzi and then slowly continued: "Come, brother, can you see this sick sword in my hand, come and give you a chance to kill me now, as long as you can kill me with a sword now, then you win, what?"

As he spoke, Lin Yifan handed the long sword he was playing with towards Sour Yixiucai. It's just that at this moment, Sour Yi Xiucai didn't reach out to take the long sword in Lin Yifan's hand, and could only respond softly with a little embarrassment: "Little friend, aren't you joking......

"My brother, do you look like I'm joking?......

Although Lin Yifan's words were serious, however, Sour Yixiu still didn't have the courage to reach out and take the long sword in his hand, so he could only look stunned and at a loss.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Yifan saw that Sour Yixiu was still reluctant to take the long sword in his hand, so he took the sword back in his hand.

"My brother, since you don't have the courage to take the sword in my hand, then it's good for me to help you......"

As soon as Lin Yifan's words fell, before the sour clothes show present had come back to his taste in the midst of surprise, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the long sword that was originally played in Lin Yifan's hand had been replaced by both hands holding the sword body in the moment when the cold light disappeared, and then it was already thunderous, and stabbed towards his own chest without the slightest hesitation.

After a soft sound sounded outside the Feng Pinching Pavilion, the long sword held in Lin Yifan's hand had already pierced Lin Yifan's already slightly burly body.

Immediately afterwards, bright red blood gushed out from his chest and back, and the rain outside the pavilion soaked Lin Yifan's clothes.

The sudden change made Xuan Xuzi, who was indifferently watching everything in front of him in the pavilion, startled, and instantly got up and jumped out, and as soon as he raised his hand, he had already supported Lin Yifan's already somewhat shaky body.

"You...... You little cub, what do you say you are doing!" Although Xuan Xuozi's words were a little reproachful, the love and heartache on his face had long been speechless.

"Old man...... You...... You let me go, I'm okay......"

I don't know if it's because of too much blood loss, or the pain of the long sword piercing the chest, now Lin Yifan's voice is even a little trembling.

Even so, he still gave up Xuan Xuozi's support, tried to stand up straight in the crumbling moment, and staggered step by step towards the sour clothes in front of him, who had already been stunned and a little out of shape.

"Old ...... Dude, you ...... Didn't you just ask me how this bet won and what if it lost? Okay, I'...... I can tell you right now......"

"If I die today, everything we have will be gone, and we will be gone......

"If you ...... If you don't die...... So...... Then please remember: I, Lin Yifan, have made a blood oath here today, and from now on, no matter the ends of the earth, from heaven to earth, I will definitely kill you and the people behind me, and I will snow today's hatred ......"

After struggling to finish this speech, Lin Yifan's body was already unable to stand, and in the end, he could only suddenly sink his head and his whole body into the muddy ground outside the Phoenix Pinching Pavilion.

At this time, Xuan Xuozi, who was on the side, saw this scene, and quickly stretched out his hand to support him, and after probing Lin Yifan's already faint snort, his face sank even more, so he hurriedly took him to jump and go towards Wangquan Peak at a high speed.

In a few breaths, Xuan Xuozi's figure had disappeared between the heaven and earth of this phoenix cliff.

Now, with the departure of Xuan Xuozi, now Feng Jian is only left with sour clothes Xiucai, and he is already standing there in a daze, no one knows what he is thinking about and what he is going to do.

It's just that looking at it now, it seems that he didn't want to prepare to leave at all.