"No, no, no" Dugu Yan said three times in a row, but he still couldn't stop the executioners of Seventy-two Islands.

He saw the scene of Su Chaotian falling to the ground in front of him, this was his entrustment, how could he break his promise? Dugu Yan's heart seemed to be poked back and forth by a knife, and he was in pain.

Many people from the Emei faction who had already knelt down suddenly stood up again, they didn't really want to give in here, this was just their expedient measure, according to Chunyue's meaning, they would rather fight to the death, but Su Xiaomei is older after all, and she has experienced a lot in the rivers and lakes, and she knows what it is to forbear and when to break out. She dissuaded the Emei faction, endured the humiliation, and waited for the opportunity to make a comeback.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Dugu Yan who caused this disaster, and couldn't help but open his mouth to encourage this disaster. Dugu Yan deeply regretted it, and the people in Emei were even more angry, raising their eyebrows one by one, ready to fight to the death.

Zhang Jingsheng raised his head and laughed, not taking everyone in the world in his eyes, but he didn't know that these people were planning how to get rid of him.

Dugu Yan suddenly stood up, he held the red sword of Hongyu, and stood as if he had resurrected it.

Ruby's blood, his blood, flowed into the sword.

Although the red sword drank blood, its color was slowly lightening and fading.

Zhang Jingsheng was both surprised and curious, "Oh, oh, so you are not dead, can you still stand up? hmm? ha...... Duguyan, you are really good. ”

Dugu Yan's sword intent was cold, and he tried his best to control his emotions, so that he forgot his hatred, love, and everything.

Just as if Hongyu was dead, as if she never loved herself, as if none of this had happened.

Finally, he shouted: "Big deal, after I kill you bastards, I will kill myself to apologize, and I will accompany her in the world where I die." ”

"Oh! What an arrogant tone! Kill us and then commit suicide to apologize?" Zhang Jingsheng said with extreme disdain. "Do you have that strength?"

Dugu Yan ignored him, only thinking that he was dead, and went to another world with Hongyu, everything in front of him was an unwilling walking corpse to take revenge on the wicked.

In a desperate situation, he really achieved the point where there is no self in his heart and no sentient beings in me.

Forget everything, love and hatred turned into dust, and a scene gradually appeared in my mind, that is, the shining sword.

He felt a warm power in his hand, rushing into his body and eventually into his heart.

His sword turned colorless and transparent, like air, a sword born for love, fighting to protect his lover.

When is it good to have two love blood, accompanied by tears, and the pain of thinking?

The person in the dream has not yet woken up, but he turned the dust sword into a heart sword, drank the blood of the enemy for his husband, and cried red eyes for love. Until the color of the sword fades, the shadow is invisible. Lovesickness is bitter, intestinal pain, bitter lovesickness, intestinal pain, and pain, not thinking about life......

Not only are the swords transparent, but the people are also becoming transparent.

The Twelvecolors had never seen anything like this, but there was no surprise on their faces, and there was no turmoil in their hearts, because they were dealing with people, not swords.

As Dugu Yan thought: "The one who kills is always a person, not a weapon in his hand." ”

In an instant, the twelve colors once again formed a sword qi, and the sword pointed at Dugu Yan's chest again.

But at the moment when the sword was about to swing, Dugu Yan disappeared. He became completely transparent, and may disappear from this world forever, but his breath remains.

Suddenly, the twelve-colored net-like arrangement collapsed in an instant, and the weakest dark green in the team fell to the ground.

Because Dugu Yan saw through their sword qi, although it looked seamless, although it looked so indestructible, but in the eyes of Dugu Yan, who had comprehended the realm of "nothing" in swordsmanship, they were no longer invincible.

Zhang Jingsheng, who was calm and arrogant, finally panicked at this time, but at this moment, it was difficult for him to give up the twelve colors and escape alone.

He could only hope that the remaining eleven people of the twelve colors could withstand the pressure and completely defeat the elusive Duguyan.

This set of swordsmanship is based on the word "nothing" as the core, no generation, no anger, no suffering, no heart, no ruthlessness and no hatred, starting from oneself to no land, and finally reaching the realm of no opponent.

Perhaps when Zhang Jingsheng created the Twelve Colors, he once thought of such a realm, and tried to let people fill this position, but that person failed to reach this realm in the end, and later even stopped working for him, but became the most hated and loved enemy in his life.

The remaining eleven people couldn't see Dugu Yan, and they didn't look at it anymore, let alone look at the dead people on the ground.

Suddenly, a cloud of qi blew through, and more than a dozen people desperately used their means, but it seemed that their qi could no longer communicate with each other because of the lack of one person, and their reactions were obviously much slower than just now.

Immediately after, Cyan fell to the ground, Orange was seriously injured, and his arm disappeared for no reason.

Black saw that Dugu Yan was going to eat persimmons and twist softly, but like the original Dugu Yan, he felt a burst of helplessness.

"Close your eyes!" Black shouted, closing the eyes of everyone who could still fight.

The so-called closing of the eyes of Qi practitioners is not as simple as closing their eyes, but asking everyone to close their naked eyes and see with their hearts.

Soon, the final duel began, the blade qi flew, and in the eyes of some ordinary people, the twelve colors also disappeared. They are so fast that sometimes you can see their afterimages, sometimes you can't see anything.

Some people will be injured by mistake, some will retreat, and some will stand strong. Some were killed by the flying blades, while others escaped.

There are countless people who are seriously injured, and those who are slightly injured are the norm.

Such fierce confrontations continued from noon to evening, and then from evening to late at night.

Black seems to give Black a layer of protection, and he seems to think that I can't see you anyway, and you can't see me clearly. Everyone fought in the dark, better, but soon, he knew that he was wrong, and he was very wrong.

Dugu Yan's realm has nothing to do with looking, the continuous battle has caused the twelve colors to lose a lot, just now, another person fell, and the last three colors remained, blue, brown, and black.

Obviously, in the blow just now, Dugu Yan was also injured, but no one knows where he was injured. But it is not difficult to find that there are blood stains on Hei's twin blades, but he has never hit his companion, so the blood must be Dugu Yan's.

The cold air skipped again, and the blue and brown each made one move, but at the same time, there was another trace of blood on the black blades.

The killing turned into torment, to see which side could hold on more, maybe everyone would die in the end, and the victory or defeat could only be judged by succession.

At the beginning of the blood, another person went down, this time it was brown.

Black became a little uncool, and roared towards Blue's side, this time his double-bladed slash was once again stained with blood, accompanied by a violent scream.

The man fell, with a look of reluctance and surprise...... Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Cold Jianghu Claw Book House" for free for the first time.