Jiang Yanchen finished one move, and the next move was still the same routine, but this time the strength was much more brutal than before, and every finger revealed a great strength, and the middle one pierced through the skin and bones. The sound of the wind breaking through the air continued, and there was always a hollow muffled sound at the end. The dark night saw that small holes appeared on his body, but there was nothing he could do. Every finger passed through his body, deliberately avoiding the heart and lungs and other vital points, causing him severe pain all over his body, but he couldn't die for a while, so he could only be tortured alive. Wisps of blood oozed from the hole, and it didn't take long for him to become a bloody man.

Jiang Yanchen still felt that his torture was not cruel enough, and with a strong flick of the sleeves of his robe, he brought out a gust of wind, and at the same time swept up the candle flame in the hall, wrapped in one place, and the robe struck out, and the flames gathered into a big fireball, which was thrown into the dark night. Dip the feet of his robe first, and keep climbing upwards.

The clothes worn by the dark night are very easy to ignite, and when they touch the source of the fire, they spread so fast that they burn to their waists in a short time. I only felt the skin and flesh burned, and the tongue of fire collided with the ornaments I was wearing, and there was a crackling sound. The clothes pressed against the body, burning the skin, bringing a continuous "hiss" sound, and the whole body was immersed in a hot place, and the pain was like the whole person being torn apart, turning into countless pieces of flesh. Especially the hole on the body that was penetrated first, once burned by the tongue of fire, it was even more painful and almost suffocated.

But he was still extremely conscious, and he could only watch himself being swallowed by the flames, and finally he was helpless, so desperate and painful. The heart was contracted, and the tighter and tighter it became, and the throat seemed to be pressed harder, and it was doubly difficult to breathe. He was breathing more and more heavily, but he was getting less and less air to inhale in. All over the body, only the neck can still be turned, so I have to hold my head high to avoid the erosion of the flames.

However, this action did not even have the effect of temporarily delaying. The tongue of fire soon burned to the chest again, and the heat wave came to the face, and at this time I really felt the sharp pain of heartburn, and the body was like a heart burning and smoking, and the smoke had to be vented in time.

He was originally desperate to save face in front of Jiang Yanchen, and he couldn't bear the pain, and he didn't even show a painful expression, but now he couldn't stand it anymore, and raised his head and shouted miserably: "Woo...... Belch...... Uh......h Uhhh!......h Plug your nostrils. Dark Night Death rolled his eyes up, looked at the dome, and then swept down, wanting to look at the folding fan that he had used since he was a child. Before he could get his bearings, the flames swept over his eyes and curled his hair. The last image in the dark night's mind showed Chu Menglin's gentle smile, but it was also frozen forever at this moment.

Everyone saw that his whole body was on fire, and even his hair was curled in, and he had lost his human form, and could only see a twisted body of fire. Wisps of white smoke swirled in front of him from the flames. The heat of the Demon Sect's candle flame was higher than that of the ordinary furnace fire, only after he was completely entangled, it didn't take long for the flame to shrink and shrink, and finally extinguished itself, and the dark night died not only burned to the point that there were no bones left, but not even a handful of ashes remained.

This life is arrogant, but when he dies, the situation is so bleak. It's really like a meteor falling, silently falling. Not even a last word, a relic, could not be left in the world. Perhaps only the wreckage of the folding fan scattered on the side can still be used as a slight trace of his life.

No one can tell what he was thinking in his heart at the moment before he died? Was it the regret of failing again after seeing that he succeeded, the unwillingness to finally fail to kill Jiang Yanchen, the accusation of an unfair fate, or the relief that he was finally able to reunite with Chu Menglin? Everything that is hard to cling to will eventually become dust. Perhaps, after being reincarnated, he can wait for a peaceful and prosperous world, be born in an ordinary family, have fun, marry a wife and have children when he becomes an adult, and have a harmonious family, which is enough to fulfill his lifelong desire in this life.

Although there are many onlookers and the hatred of the dark night is as deep as the sea, seeing that he died so miserably, no matter how big the grievances are, no one even mentions a word of "retribution", but hopes that he can rest in peace after death.

Jiang Yanchen's palm slowly retracted, his eyes were always staring at the flames in the dark night, and his heart seemed to be gnawing at the flickering flames. reminds me of the friendship between the two of them, as well as various scattered fragments when they get along. Although he has always been ruthless and cares about human life, in fact, the last thing he wants to hurt in the world is to die in the dark. The heart was like a knife, and it affected the surging internal breath, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", which fell to the ground with a sound and a dripping sound.

Everyone was also shocked by the tragic death in the dark night just now, and for a while, no one paid attention to the Demon Sect Leader who was still breathing on the side, and only when he heard the sound of blood droplets did he recover. Li Yijie was the most indignant, slowly pulled out his long sword, put it across his chest, and said word by word: "Jiang Yanchen, in the past, others said that you were a demon who had lost his conscience, and I still haven't fully believed it, but it seems that today I really haven't wronged you at all." You can kill even those who claim to be the brother you care about the most! Death in the dark is indeed a heinous sinner, but when it comes to what you do, you are a thousand times more hateful than him!"

Jiang Yanchen clasped his five fingers fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Shut up for this seat!" Li Yijie, you are not qualified to mention his name, and it is also an insult to him to say it from your mouth. Li Yijie sneered: "What, you just killed him, and now you regret it?"

Jiang Yanchen said coldly: "I will never regret what I do. Even if he dies, he will always be my most cherished brother and friend, and no one can replace him! I'd rather kill him before he was deeply infected, so that he could remain immaculate until he died! I will not allow anyone to insult him after he is dead!"

Li Yijie said angrily: "You really don't agree with what you say. You poisoned him, but you said it was to prevent him from going astray? Don't you understand that everything is over when people die, and what kind of future is like a dream? Death in the dark is right, you are indeed a madman born of ambition! Is this the way you treat your brother?"

Jiang Yanchen said: "I don't know what is good or bad! You ask yourself, when this seat was a brother to you, apart from hiding his identity from you, what did he do to treat you badly? You came to repay me like this?" When he spoke, he looked as usual on the surface, but in fact, he was trying his best to suppress the different true qi that was rushing back and forth in his body, and his abdomen was like a twist, and he was so emotional at this time that he couldn't help but spit blood again.

I don't know who shouted: "Everyone go together!" The decent people rushed forward like a tide, surrounding Jiang Yanchen in the right heart. Li Yijie was suddenly stunned because he heard a sudden question he had just asked.

Thinking about it carefully, I broke off my friendship with him because I was taught by my master since I was a child, and I heard that "there is a difference between good and evil", but from the first acquaintance, he walked with himself and his sister in order to find the tears of the broken soul, and he did not have any bad intentions on the road, and helped him solve a lot of troubles.

But he is indeed a big devil of the cult who does all kinds of evil, could it be that because of a little favor in the past, he can become a brother who worships his son? He was exhausted and in a dilemma, and he was the only one left standing in place in the crowd.

When he was still contemplating and pondering, he heard a series of eager calls: "Xue'er, Xue'er, are you okay?" Li Yijie was still very concerned about Nangong Xue, and immediately turned around and ran towards the place where the voice came from. At this time, it is also extremely convenient to find someone in the palace, and at a glance I saw Lu Qian holding Nangong Xue in his arms, the two of them were standing in the corner, Nangong Xue's face was pale, her eyes were very wide, but her eyes were scattered, and she couldn't help shaking her head gently, Li Yijie saw this situation, and didn't have time to care about Lu Qian's posture, and said hurriedly: "Xue'er, what's wrong with her?" Lu Qian said: "If I know, it would be good." ”

Li Yijie pondered: "What else can happen?" Xue'er must have been greatly stimulated by seeing the dark night die so miserably...... but at this time, she couldn't care about being jealous. Lu Qian hurriedly pushed him away and said, "Master Li, Xue'er is taken care of by me, you go and deal with Jiang Yanchen." Finally, he was seriously injured, and if he missed again this time, he didn't know how many times he would be able to get such an opportunity. Li Yijie and Lu Qian did not agree, but the incident happened in a hurry, and at this time, he could have the same hatred as anyone in the hall, and he did not hesitate at the moment, and said: "Okay, then please leave it to you!" After speaking, he also turned around and returned to the battle circle.

At this time, the decent people had already surrounded Jiang Yanchen in three layers inside and three layers outside, and all they held in their hands were some strange-looking blades that they had never seen before. Li Yijie saw that half of the weapon stand on one side was empty, and he knew that they thought that the Demon Sect's possession must be the best, so he took it easily. The crowd was besieging in a hurry, the front row marched in a circle, and the back row saw the opportunity, and from time to time inserted a sword, all of which had to be with him. The great merit of killing the Demon Sect Leader is what everyone wants to get a share of.

Jiang Yanchen slapped the enemy in front of him, and immediately turned around, swinging his sword to open the long knife that hit the back of the heart, and dragged out with a sword, disemboweling the enemy on the right. His martial arts are really high, although he has been seriously injured, and he can't play 30% of his skills, but he can still turn around freely in the siege of more than 100 enemies, and he can kill many decent players in a row. One of the disciples couldn't squeeze into the battle group, so he scolded on the periphery: "Jiang Yanchen, you are not the only one who will torture people! When you run out of strength, you will die worse than that remnant star!"

Jiang Yanchen was under siege, but he could still spare time to answer, and sneered: "Don't laugh, the decent thieves all want to kill this seat and hurry up, just to give Falling Star Lang a head? When has your friendship with him been so deep? But he is my brother, and I don't need you to avenge him." ”

The three words "Falling Star Lang" were the nicknames given by Ji Qiannian, the leader of the Five Poisons Sect, to Dark Night when he was playing around in the past, and Jiang Yanchen suddenly pronounced his name out of his mouth for some reason.

Li Yijie had already moved to the front row, parryed his sword, and shouted: "It has nothing to do with him! We just promised him and allowed him to fight with you alone, but you devil must be killed." Since he didn't get his wish, we will take his place!" the long sword pulled out a few sword flowers and wrapped his sword momentum in it.

Jiang Yanchen sneered: "This seat doesn't matter. However, you have chosen the most stupid tactic, and such a group siege will only hasten your own death. The wrist flipped, and the sword blade only stirred, and Li Yijie's long sword was swinged, and when he was complacent, he suddenly hit his back hard, and the force was extremely heavy, and it hit him so hard that his eyes were full of stars, and his heart seemed to vomit out of his mouth, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Li Yijie's sword flickered and stabbed in front of him. Jiang Yanchen ignored him, pressed his palm against his chest, turned around with difficulty, and saw a tall and thin old man standing behind him, his face full of anger, and his face was as straight as iron skin. Holding a mourning stick in both hands, seeing him turn around, he made a casual gesture, and said with a smile: "Holy Sect Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you old man?"

Li Yijie lifted the long sword, pointed at Jiang Yanchen's heart, and was on guard, as long as he made a slight move, he immediately took the lead.

Jiang Yanchen slowly raised his hand and wiped the blood from his mouth, although he was seriously injured, his momentum was not lost, and he said coldly: "It turned out to be Hall Master Xue." You are the second person to conspire against the thieves after the death of the night. You can see what happened to him just now. Whoever dares to betray this seat will all end up in the same way!"