Life in the world, I don't care about the length of time, I care about whether it shines or not.

When leaving, you may be reluctant, you may be unwilling, you may be tired, but you will do your best, that is, you will have no regrets.

Xiang Bei's life has come to this day, there is nothing reluctant, since he was an infant, he has lost all his relatives, and survived by eating strangers' milk.

The father-in-law saw that he rarely saw it, and he directly sent him to the Tongda Taoist who practiced in Huiluo Mountain to practice literature and martial arts.

Master's teachings were simple and rude, that is, to force Xiang Bei to find the limits of his body.

At the age of three, he climbed the mountain with water, at the age of four, he slept alone in a deserted grave, and at the age of five, he fought and killed fierce beasts. When he was six years old, Sikong saw that he was assassinated, and the Tongda Taoist stepped up the progress of training, between whipping, beating, and healing, Xiang Bei learned superior exercises; meditated, settled, and faced the wall, comprehended all kinds of military books and ancient scrolls; and later, for the tyrant to sweep away the dissidents, there were rumors of the reincarnation of the demon star on the rivers and lakes, and under the bloody rain, the seven killings had the capital to deter the rivers and lakes.

Now that the limit of immortal insect Gu is approaching, Xiang Bei once dreamed that he was like an old tree, gnawed clean by those weird green insects in his body, and then watched those green insects break out of his skin like grass sprouts, which made him feel fear for the first time. He originally planned to find a Pure Land to cut himself off after avenging Sikong Jian, and die with those immortal insects in his body.

However, the trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop. The overlord was wiped out, especially the bloody Sandao Village, so that Xiang Bei decided to seek justice for those villagers before he died.

But now, the personnel are exhausted, the destiny is returned, and the last ten people who stand between him and Badu have become an insurmountable wall at the end of Xiang Bei's life. Knowing that he couldn't do it, this was the only mistake Xiang Bei made in the battle of life and death in his life.

But it was one of the most painful mistakes he made.

Seeing that the Seven Killing Boys had exhausted their strength and were unsteady on their feet, one of the ten people finally waved their hands, and everyone took a step back and temporarily broke away from the battle.

"Seven killings, it really lives up to its name. "A dry accent with an exotic accent.

Xiang Bei had never experienced such a feeling of prostration, although these ten people seemed to have suspended the attack, but he couldn't relax in the slightest, this person opened his mouth to speak, so that he suddenly had the desire to continue fighting.

To be outnumbered, the most important thing is to attack the opponent's weakness.

There are two kinds of weaknesses, one is the weakest character, who can quickly weaken the overall strength of the opponent at the least cost. Another weakness is that the leader of the team, if the unified command is lost, then the numerical advantage is difficult to form a joint force of the team.

Xiang Bei knew this, and the Holy Envoy of the Twelve Holy Envoys also understood that in the previous battle, no matter how Xiang Bei tried it, the Holy Envoy always hid his identity.

Now, the situation has become clear, and the Holy Envoy is amazed by Xiang Bei's combat ability, and can't help but want to chat with Xiang Bei.

"We need people like you. I heard that you have been hit by the Southern Xinjiang Strange Gu, although we don't know Gu arts, but our Western medicine has the power to bring the dead back to life, if you are willing to go with us......"

"Ahem" Xiang Bei coughed lightly and interrupted the Holy Envoy's words, the short rest had already relieved him a little, thinking of the lethargy that might come at any time, Xiang Bei couldn't delay more. What he needs is not the mercy of these opponents, what he needs is intelligence that will help in the next battle.

"I don't quite understand. Aren't you from the Carefree Alliance? Although I am not a member of the Alliance, the Heaven and Earth Society is already a family with the Freedom Alliance. Why don't I go with you?"

Maybe it was the boss who spoke, and the rest of the holy envoys were a little lax, and the other person, who had been silent, scolded,

"Joke, how could our Holy Sect Envoy be your mere subordinates. ”

Suddenly, the Holy Envoy glared at the man with a sharp and fierce gaze, and the person who spoke was immediately silent.

These masters are really not from the Central Plains. Most of the people who like to call themselves holy envoys are from the Western Regions, and it is the Western Regions that admires Western medicine. It seems that the Holy Envoy does not intend to reveal more information, but Xiang Bei intends to show his sincerity.

"I have nothing to do with the Holy Religion, I don't think we need to die or die, I will pay for my life if I kill your brother, as long as you let me fulfill my last wish, I will tie my hands and let you dispose of it. ”

"What wish?" the Holy Envoy did not doubt the young man's words.

"The tyrant behind you, he owes me a life and a thing I need to get back. ”

The Holy Envoy frowned, he actually didn't like Badu, but he led the team to the Central Plains to escort the thing he got from Badu, and the latest instructions of the Holy Sect also added an order to help Badu get rid of the Seven Killings.

If he disobeyed the sect master's order because he admired the kung fu of the Seven Killings, the Holy Envoy did not have such courage.

"In that case......

The holy envoy waved his hand, and ten round knives approached Xiang Bei again.

"Young Lord. ”

Outside the crowd, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and an old man with gray sideburns and a light veil barged in.

"Devilclaw, don't send you to death! I can spare your life. The tyrants in the corner were annoyed to stop it.

Ghost Claw didn't even glance at Badu, still looking at Xiang Bei in the circle, "My life, it's not someone else's turn to give it." ”

As he spoke, he jumped overhead and jumped to Xiang Bei's side.

"When you come, you won't let me greet you. It's not a complaint, but it's like the anger and love of the elders for the younger generations.

"You don't hate me?" Xiang Bei tried to keep his voice calm.

Ghost Claw lifted the broken wrist that had lost its palm, and it was still wrapped in layers of cotton cloth, "I'm an old martial artist, in fact, it's almost the same wherever I retire." ”

The Holy Envoy didn't care that there was an old man with a severed palm next to his hunting target, and he obviously knew the identity of the ghost claw well, "Then let's just solve it together." ”

Before the words fell, the round knife had already collided with the remaining vajra claw of the ghost claw, and Xiang Bei's Ming Yang sang again, straight to the face of the holy envoy.

Years of fighting have made Xiang Bei and Ghost Claw have a heart-to-heart connection, when Xiang Bei focused all his attention on the body of the Holy Envoy, the Ghost Claw greedy wolf stuck to Xiang Bei's back, and waved it desperately with a ghost claw, blocking the round knives that came from all directions.

Now the Holy Envoy regretted his decision to reveal his identity just now. Because it's not a fair duel.

It is unfair to Xiang Bei to fight more and less, but it is unfair to the Holy Envoy to fight to the death.

Xiang Bei didn't have any extra moves, he just wanted to take the life of the Holy Envoy.

Every time the Holy Envoy attacked, Xiang Bei turned a blind eye and just focused on his own attack. Even a late-embossing move is guaranteed to be doomed to the same time as your opponent. This made the Holy Envoy have to frequently withdraw his moves, tired of resisting Xiang Bei's attack. He had no intention of dying with such a dying young man.

In front of the god of death, Xiang Bei actually overwhelmed the holy envoy who was not inferior to his martial arts.

Finally, with a snort, a mist of blood exploded on the Holy Envoy's arm. Due to the pain, he quickly retreated, and the other holy envoy next to him quickly filled the position, and the round knife stabbed Xiang Bei's lower abdomen.

The Holy Envoy was free to examine the wound on his arm. But in an instant, a cold light flashed in front of him, and Xiang Bei didn't react to the scimitar that attacked his lower abdomen, but instead a sword bypassed the owner of the round knife and stabbed the Holy Envoy's chest.

The tip of the sword sank into the flesh half an inch, almost piercing the heart, and the holy envoy broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly continued to retreat.

The formation of the holy envoys has always been chaotic, but the more disciplined the battle, the more they will suffer, because the seven kills and greedy wolves in the circle have gone completely crazy, and the scimitar that had just pierced Xiang Bei's lower abdomen had not had time to withdraw, and the ghost claws ignored the attack in front of him, and slashed straight at the arm wielding the knife, and with a pop, another holy envoy's arm was broken in response, blood gushed out, and he collapsed to the ground.

The other holy envoy who came to fill the position was shocked by the mutation in front of him, this was the most terrible mistake in the duel between the masters, his eyes drifted involuntarily, and he was caught by Xiang Bei, and with a hiss, the retreating Ming Yang tore his throat with a while.

In the blink of an eye, the Holy Envoy was injured by Xiang Bei, and the Holy Envoy lost two more people.

At this moment, there are only seven holy envoys left around Xiang Bei and the two, but the situation has not been reversed, this round, Xiang Bei's lower abdomen inserted a round knife, the round knife into the abdomen a few inches, although the arm on the handle of the knife has been cut off by the greedy wolf ghost claw, but the round knife is firmly inserted into Xiang Bei's body.

The greedy wolf ghost claw was even more miserable, in order to cut off the arm of the holy envoy, he allowed the other two round knives to fall from his shoulder, the round blade was sharp, and the wound was deep and the bone was visible under one slash.

The battlefield instantly froze, leaving only the gasps of both sides.

The Holy Envoy was shocked, and felt sorry for these subordinates who had followed him for many years, each of them was one in a hundred, and they had all been born and died with him countless times. But now in the face of a teenager's battle, nearly half of it has been lost.

The blood in the Holy Envoy's heart surged, barely suppressed the blood splatters from the wound, and joined the battle again. In an instant, Xiang Bei had a few more knife cuts on his body, but he struggled to protect the greedy wolf behind him as much as possible.

The greedy wolf was no longer able to stand, and his mask had fallen off in the fight, revealing a pale face. The blood in the old man's body was gushing out along with the wounds around him.

After a few more rounds, Xiang Bei finally couldn't support it anymore, knelt on one knee, and the violent rise and fall of his chest showed that this young body had completely lost his strength. Ming Yang stopped singing in his master's trembling hands, and the sword body that was originally shining with blue light dimmed a lot.

The only thing that surprised the Holy Envoy was that the wounds left by those round knives on Xiang Bei's body, his clothes were shredded, but the wounds where the flesh turned out rarely shed blood.

But it doesn't matter anymore. The messengers surrounding the two had raised their scimitars, ready to cut off the young man's head on behalf of their brothers.

"Wait" The Holy Envoy seemed to hesitate again, and the red-eyed Holy Envoys glared at their leader, at this moment, there was no reason to stop them from ending up with this young man.

Sure enough, the Holy Envoy was silent for a while, but still said, "Let them die a decent death." ”

Compared with the Badu who has been hiding in the corner, the Holy Envoy has more respect for these two opponents who are enemies of him, and they all say that the Central Plains people are many cartilage and lowly people, but the blood of this old and young makes the Holy Envoy also feel awe.

The round knife was raised again, Seven Kills and Greedy Wolf closed their eyes, and with all their might, it was all over......

Xiang Bei, who had his eyes closed, suddenly heard a bang, it was the sound of a round knife falling to the ground, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the arrow of a spirit feather arrow had drilled out of the heart of the sword-wielding holy envoy, and there was still a faint sticky piece of meat on the heart.

The holy envoy who fell to the ground had half of the spirit feather arrow shaft exposed behind him, and his snow-white tail feathers trembled slightly. The spirit feather arrows that fell from the sky brought this battle into the final madness.

At this moment, in addition to the Holy Envoy, only the last six Saint Envoys in the battle remained, and the continuous falling companions made these six good hands no longer care to look at the Holy Envoy's eyes, and the six of them rushed towards the direction where the Spirit Feather flew from.

Tonight, it is destined to be a battle with no winners.

Where the spirit feather came from, a curvaceous girl, standing sideways towards the six holy envoys, maintaining this shooting posture, her long hair neatly tied behind her, and her delicate facial features not only carried the beauty of the girl but also carried a heroic and vigorous aura. The willow eyebrows rose slightly, facing the six holy envoys who came over in a fan-shaped way, calmly loosened the strings again, the full moon bowstring whistled softly again, three white lights flashed, and in an instant, three more holy envoys fell to the ground.

The remaining three remained unmoved, and continued to charge towards the archers.

But the Holy Envoy shouted, "Stop!"

Although puzzled, the three holy envoys in the attack still managed to stabilize their figures.

Only the Holy Envoy saw the clue, the female archer had already calculated the distance, and if the three of them continued to rush forward, they would only just catch up with the other three spirit feathers.

And at this moment, although the three spirit feathers on the bowstring were charging again, they were also unable to trigger, because the scimitar of the holy envoy was already on Xiang Bei's neck.

"Exchange!" the Holy Envoy's tone was unmistakable.

Pojun's body did not move, but his forehead was slightly chinned.

The Holy Envoy finally saved his last three subordinates, and although the four were unwilling, the twelve Holy Envoys who were invincible could only carry the dead bodies of their companions at this moment, and helped each other to leave the battlefield.

"The land of the Western Fan Kingdom is out of the wilderness, and in the future, we will definitely ask for advice on the Seven Killing Demon Stars!" the back of the Holy Envoy left an oath loudly, and the killing of Xiang Bei has changed from a public matter to a personal vendetta, and Lu Lihuang led the remaining Holy Envoys to continue to complete a more important mission, escorting the treasures that the Badu dedicated to the Holy Sect.

Su Su had no intention of dwelling too much, and came straight to Xiang Bei's side, seeing that Xiang Bei's face was pale, he just wanted to say something, but he fell down silently.

Looking at the greedy wolf ghost claw behind him, although his upper body is sitting straight, he has been dead for a long time......

Badu didn't know when it had slipped away, Po Jun knew that she couldn't stay here for a long time, she struggled to carry the unconscious Xiang Bei, and couldn't help coughing a few times, although her own old injuries had not healed, but she still staggered away from the corpse with Xiang Bei on her back.