Li Yi stepped aside and stood with his hands in his hands, not intending to make a move.

Qi Jiannan looked at Yan Mountain, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Today, my Qi family and Heavenly Sword Villa are destined to die, I don't know how Sect Master Yan will deal with himself?"

Yan Shan smiled and said casually: "I live and die with Brother Liu." ”

Qi Jiannan's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "The Heavenly Sword Villa has been destroyed, Sect Master Yan really wants to be the enemy of my Qi family?"

Yan Shan sighed lightly and said slowly: "How about the remnant sword? How about the Heavenly Dao Sect? What about the Heavenly Alliance? Brother Liu and Zai have walked all the way, stepping on blood, and they have never been afraid of half a point. What is the joy of the eldest husband's life, and what is the fear of death? Put yourself in your shoes, and Qi Gongzi will inevitably make such a choice. ”

Qi Jiannan's eyes became cold, and he nodded slightly: "What is the joy of being a good life, and what is the fear of death?

Hearing this, dozens of black-clothed people waved their blades and went straight towards Liu Ruobai.

A dark red long sword suddenly came out of its sheath, pointing at the sky, and the dark red sword body flashed with glittering blood, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Liu Ruobai held the sword in his right hand, and hugged Han Yan's body in his arms with his left hand.

The figures are staggered, and the soldiers are close to each other.

The sound of gold and iron resounded constantly, mixed with the sound of broken bones.

The blade was broken in two, and the body was split into two pieces, leaving only a faint trace of blood.

The man in black suffered heavy casualties.

Liu Ruobai was holding a person in his arms, and his speed and strength were not affected in the slightest. He swung the Heavenly Fury Sword, and the blade of the sword pointed at him, and the corpses were lying all over the ground.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Yan Shan and Meng Tian secretly breathed while paying attention to the wind and grass around them.

Qi Jian's south face was like frost, but his gaze was even more determined.

The four old men with white hair frowned slightly, and their hearts were mixed.

The carnage continues......

Knowing that he couldn't do it, the man in black went forward and followed, treating death as home. This is their choice and their destination, and they have no regrets.

Finally, the last man in black fell.

Liu Ruobai stood with a sword, dressed in white like snow, like a god descending into the world, majestic.

Han Yan was still quietly snuggled in Liu Ruobai's arms, not like dead, but more like sleeping.

At some point, the two shallow white marks on the dark red sword had become dull.

Seeing this, Yan Shan muttered to himself: "From the demon to the Dao, this demon has just begun. ”

Liu Ruobai stepped forward step by step and walked towards Qi Jiannan.

Qi Jiannan's expression was indifferent, and he slowly pulled out the horizontal sword on his chest.

The sword body was as black as ink, flashing with a faint cold light, eerie and eerie.

Qi Jia's ink sword, sharp but not exposed, skillful and unpredictable.

At this moment, two figures flew out and went straight to Liu Ruobai.

It was two old men with white beards.

One is named Feng Yin, and the other is named Lei Po.

They didn't want Qi Jiannan to risk his life, so they had no choice but to take action.

Liu Ruobai has a horizontal sword in his chest, facing his edge.

Two figures came in an instant.

The wind roars out like the wind, swift and pervasive.

Lei Po's palm was fierce, faintly mixed with the sound of thunder.

In an instant, the four palms turned into palm shadows in the sky, shrouding down.

Liu Ruobai unfolded her body and walked on the edge of the palm shadow. It's not fear, it's a rat-thrower. He didn't want Han Yan's body to be hurt in the slightest. He was waiting for his time to defeat the enemy with one blow.

Feng Yin and Lei Po are two enemies and one, but it is difficult to hurt Liu Ruobai in the slightest. However, they are not in a hurry. To bully the small, to fight two against one, for the sake of the family, for the sake of the young master, they can give up everything. They knew in their hearts that Liu Ruobai, Yan Shan, and Meng Tian had fought fiercely in a row, and it was the end of the crossbow. As long as they are undefeated, they will eventually win.

The truth is self-evident.

Meng Tian said to Yan Shan with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "Brother Yan, Tian'er is sure that she will be killed with one blow." ”

This is a last resort.

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, and also said to Meng Tian with the technique of transmitting sound into the secret: "For this battle, Senior Liu took great pains. From the devil to the Tao, there is a sacrifice to gain. This battle belongs to Brother Liu, and we must believe in him. ”

Meng Tian realized, nodded slightly, and said no more.

Liu Ruobai just dodged with his body, and never made a sword, and he was already in danger.

Wind Yin and Thunder Po are getting braver and braver, and their fighting spirit is stronger. Unconsciously, they had raised their internal strength to their peak state, urging their true qi with all their might. In the palm shadow, the wind and thunder and lightning crisscrossed each other, and the sound was terrifying. Despite this, they were still not sure to kill Liu Ruobai, but they believed that once Liu Ruobai made a move, he would inevitably lack the strength to do so. At that time, the young master will kill Liu Ruobai again, avenge his father, and become famous all over the world. As soon as they thought of this, they no longer had any scruples, and they went all out without reservation.

Loyal and brave people, their good intentions, can be seen.

Qi Jiannan's expression was complicated, anger and gratitude intertwined in his eyes.

He admits that he is by no means a gentleman. However, he also does not want to be a villain.

He wanted to avenge his father and make the Qi family famous in the world. However, he was not afraid of failure and was not afraid of death.

He was only grateful to the wind and thunder, not to approving it.

There was a hint of hesitation in Meng Tian's eyes, and then he fell into deep thought.

Yan Shan was secretly frightened. He knew in his heart that Liu Ruobai's speed was by no means under the afterimage. But at this time, Liu Ruobai was in danger and still hid his strength. It's a gamble...... However, if he puts himself in his shoes, why not?

Time passed, and the winner was still not decided.

Sweat ran down his cheeks and soaked his shirt.

Liu Ruobai's eyes are still cold, but they are like the water of an autumn lake, clear and quiet.

Although the wind and thunder have the upper hand, the internal force is difficult to last.

Suddenly, Qi Jiannan's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Uncle Feng, Uncle Lei, retreat!"

At the same time, Liu Ruobai had already made a move.

A gleam of blood appeared in his eyes, and his handsome face was as cold as ice. The dark red sword body continued to exude a rich blood-colored aura. The blood-colored qi rose to the sky, spreading in all directions, and in an instant, the whole world turned pale red.

He slashed down with a sword, faintly opening up the world.

At this moment, he is like the master of this heaven and earth, controlling life and death.

In the face of absolute power, everything is a floating cloud.

The wind chant and thunder breaking moves are old, the old power is exhausted, and the new power is not born.

However, they will not sit still.

The wind and thunder roared, and they worked together. This is their strongest move, but it is not their strongest blow.

In the palm shadow of the sky, the wind is more victorious, the lightning and thunder are beautiful.

The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

This trick of wind and thunder is just a return to the light.

However, it must be admitted that they have been brilliant.

The next moment, the dark red sword body slashed into the palm shadow in the sky.

With a "bang", the palm shadow in the sky suddenly dissipated.

There was no trace of the wind, no thunder and lightning, as if it had never appeared at all.

All was quiet again.

Liu Ruobai held the Heavenly Fury Sword in his hand, standing proudly between heaven and earth, like an immortal.

Feng Yin and Lei Po took three steps back to stabilize their figures, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of their mouths.

Feng Yin sighed lightly, "What a Heavenly Fury Sword!"

Lei Po said: "What a Liu Ruobai!"

As the words fell, blood gushed out of their mouths.

They slowly fell to the ground, relieved.

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