Jiang Yanchen leaned forward slightly and said, "I think this is someone who has set up a puzzle and wants to frame us for killing each other." Who did you listen to when you said that this seat killed Meng Lin for the Remnant Shadow Sword?" Dark Night said angrily: "You don't need to know! You just need to answer me, Meng Lin...... Is she dead?" Jiang Yanchen said: "Naturally, she is dead." "That's enough, so I have to kill you!"

Nangong Xue saw this scene of the brothers killing each other, and she couldn't bear it in her heart, so she gritted her teeth and ran out of the team. Li Yijie pulled an empty sleeve at her sleeve and shouted urgently: "Xue'er, come back quickly!" Nangong Xue just ignored it, rushed to the side of the dark night, and pleaded bitterly: "Please, don't do this, maybe there is really some hidden truth that we don't know, if you are really stronger than Jin, no matter how clever he is, you will not change your original intention, what is the harm in listening to him explain? Anyway, he is seriously injured now, even if he is delayed, there is no hope of cultivating to become a demon again!"

Dark Night thought to himself that this was not bad, and Nangong Xue's words hit him in the heart. At the same time, recalling that since just now, he has been scolding violently, but Jiang Yanchen has never put on a face, and has always answered patiently. I have been with him for more than ten years, and I know that he is the same as himself, he is a person with a very high heart, and he can't stand the slightest grievance on weekdays, but today he can be so accommodating, and it seems that his feelings are also out of sincerity.

I also remembered the tacit understanding when the two of them went on a mission together, and they hit it off when they studied martial arts in their spare time, and they were full of wisdom when they coaxed Meng Lin to be happy, and they had loved each other deeply, and they had their own ability to distinguish between them, and they also felt that he really loved Meng Lin, and he was by no means pretending. It's good that he covets power, and it's not bad that he can kill people for the Remnant Sword, but if he kills Meng Lin without blinking, he really doesn't believe it, or he doesn't want to believe it.

Although he gritted his teeth with hatred every time he mentioned it these days, he often remembered a lot of pleasant memories when he was alone, and he was unwilling to break with him in his heart. These are thoughts that no one would say, not even to himself. On the surface, he still had a straight face, pretending to be nothing, and said coldly: "Okay, then you can explain, I'll listen." ”

Jiang Yanchen was disturbed by Nangong Xue, and all the pride in his heart poured out, and he didn't want to rely on a woman's help for his behavior. And in front of these many people, she said that she let herself explain, and she explained according to her words, like a puppet at will, this humiliation was intolerable, and she suddenly lost interest in resolving the misunderstanding, and said coldly: "There is no need to explain." Since you don't trust me at all, it's useless to say more. You think that Meng Lin was killed by me, then well, I killed it, and everyone who does not obey the will will will be killed, including you. You remember well and tolerate your words, not to condone your lawlessness. I've already given you a chance, and since you're still bent on going your own way, don't blame me for not being merciful!"

Nangong Xue hurriedly said: "Now is not the time to be angry! Sect Master Jiang, what happened back then? You can tell me clearly! How did Meng Lin die?" Jiang Yanchen said: "Didn't you say it clearly enough?" The dark night died all over his body as if he was covered with a layer of cold aura, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay...... Okay! Very good!" pushed Nangong Xue away, waved his folding fan behind him, moved to a standstill, and shouted: "None of you should interfere! This is a grudge between me and him, and only the two of us can solve it! Jiang Devil, look down on me? You stand up for me!"

Jiang Yanchen said coldly: "When this seat thinks that it should stand up, it will stand up." The night shouted angrily, "Stand up!" and the folding fan was swung out, and the handle of the fan was no more than an inch from his forehead. Jiang Yanchen sighed and said, "Okay, then make a decision." Quickly tilting his head to the side, he raised his hand and waved his arm away, turned to his feet, drew a long sword from the bottom of the throne, and met the Night Folding Fan.

The two of them are fast and ruthless, and they have dismantled more than a dozen moves in a moment, and they have the momentum of not giving up without cutting each other into pieces. An invisible air flow formed on each side of the body, and everything close to him was strangled. The wind was whirring, and the sword air was swirling and colliding, and even the surrounding candles couldn't withstand it, and several lamps were extinguished one after another. The two of them wandered around the hall to fight, from the east to the west, and from the west to the center, where they went, everyone retreated, and the walls were marked with inscriptions.

This life-and-death decisive battle dazzled the audience, and they were glad that it was not themselves who were fighting with it, otherwise they would not even be able to go for a round. There are also some people who are extremely obsessed with martial arts, and they don't forget to look at the moves carefully when they watch and think about how to crack them, but before they can think about this style, the two of them are already able to fight beyond ten moves.

There are also people who lament that the Demon Sect's kung fu is unfathomable, and if it continues to survive, it will be a great disaster to the martial arts. The two of them have made a lot of exquisite and brilliant skills, which are unseen in decent people, and they are also martial arts that have never been performed outside, and when they don't want to fight with all their might, they can still produce such momentum.

Lu Qian said in a low voice: "Jiang Yanchen hasn't done his best yet. Li Yijie turned his head to look, and saw that he slashed down with a sword, slashing to the side of the neck of the dark night, if he swung to the bottom, he could immediately hit him hard, but Jiang Yanchen was sword momentum, turned around and attacked him again. This change of trick is not obvious, and it can only be seen by a master who is proficient in martial arts.

After that, Jiang Yanchen's move was slightly reduced, the sword momentum was much calmer, and the feeling of difficulty when he died in the dark night suddenly dropped, he felt this change, and said angrily: "Every time you competed in martial arts before, you were deliberately giving in, and today it is a decision of life and death, do you still want me?" Jiang Yanchen's expression was cold, and others couldn't see what he was thinking.

After a few more rounds, the cold qi in Jiang Yanchen's body suddenly counterattacked, and then added poisonous urging, repeatedly colliding, as if digging out his heart and lungs. Deliberately selling a flaw, after taking advantage of the situation to be knocked back, he stood in place and silently breathed, trying his best to suppress it, the expression on his face did not change, and he seemed to be as calm as before, but he knew that the internal injuries he suffered were extremely serious, and a mouthful of blood finally couldn't hold back, leaking out of the corner of his mouth.

The injury and ear power were not damaged, and the wind was heard, and several hidden weapons were shot at him. I wanted to block it with a sword, but my arm was so weak that I couldn't lift it, I wanted to go to the side to avoid it, but my internal breath was still stirring, and my legs were completely powerless, and I couldn't move even half a step. Regardless of whether the secret weapon is fed poison or not, if it is really hit, it will be tantamount to adding fuel to the current situation, and the scattered true qi will be difficult to calm down at that time.

When he was helpless, the dark night suddenly moved in front of him, raised the folding fan and struck everywhere, sweeping the hidden weapons to the ground one by one. Jiang Yanchen was overjoyed in his heart, the blocked meridians actually opened up on their own, the internal force flowed as usual, and there was a rare smile on his face, one hand on the shoulder of the dark night, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough, it's enough for a friend......

Dark Night turned around and waved his hand away, and said angrily: "Don't think that I have any good intentions for you, but I don't want you to die at the hands of others first." Only I am qualified to kill you! No one else deserves it!" As he spoke, he folded his fan and attacked, and he entered the grappling again.

Jiang Yanchen's smile gradually disappeared, his face became colder and colder, and he didn't care about it when he started, and he made a killing move.

Nangong Xue said in a low voice: "Watch out for explosives." Li Yijie's heart sank, he hadn't seen anything strange about the throne at this time, like this kind of fighting, the sword qi was flying wildly, in case of a misfortune, it would be bad if he just hit the mechanism. Although it is still uncertain, I would rather believe that what the dark night said is true. So he moved to the side, stood to the side and observed, and his eyes were not on the jousting, but on the seat.

Almost after fighting more than a hundred moves, the dark night died and jumped up, flipped over a heel from the top of Jiang Yanchen's head, landed behind him, raised a fan and smashed down on the back of his head, Jiang Yanchen turned around to dodge, and slashed at the left shoulder of the dark night with a sword in his hand. The trick of dying in the dark night was intentional, and he did not hesitate to sell his own flaws as bait, taking advantage of the fact that he could not turn his arm, lifted the folding fan, and stabbed him in the chest like a short sword.

Jiang Yanchen threw off his long sword, and took advantage of the situation to hold the Dark Night Death Pulse Gate with a "split muscle" hand, and twisted his wrist bone with a "click", and pulled his limp wrist up, and the arms of both of them were high above their heads at the same time, from the middle to the apex, tilting to both sides.

Jiang Yanchen pushed out a palm with his backhand and hit him on the fist, and he heard the small cracking sound endlessly. The palm force seemed to have a tangible substance, and it was able to rush forward, and the right arm of the dark night died was shattered from the beginning of the palm, and the strength flowed all the way, and the bones of the forearm and upper arm were shattered in turn. After the severe pain, one arm seemed to lose consciousness, and he could no longer hold it, and the folding fan fell out of his hand and "snapped" to the ground.

Jiang Yanchen raised his foot and stepped on it, and cracks gradually appeared at the top of the refined fan handle, spreading in all directions, the lines became denser and denser, and the cracks continued to increase, and finally burst into a pile of fragments. Both of them were staring at this, and there was reluctance in the eyes of the dark night, while Jiang Yanchen was full of complacency, and only after a pause did he sneer: "The victory and defeat have been divided......

At this moment, Dark Night's expression changed suddenly, the corners of his mouth swayed into a cruel smile, his left arm shook, and a sharp single knife came out of his cuff, which pushed forward sharply and stabbed into Jiang Yanchen's right rib. Suddenly, a splash of blood splashed, and the front robes of the two were all stained red with blood sprayed out, and the forearm of the night killer holding the knife was also stained with blood.

This blow was like lightning, and everyone was unexpected. It turned out that this was also a careful design for the dark night, and he had deliberately used his right hand folding fan to fight against Jiang Yanchen, just to make him relax his vigilance, thinking that his weapon was not easy, but the real killing was a single knife that had been hidden in his left sleeve. Desperately scrapping a right arm and sacrificing his life to strike, Jiang Yanchen didn't have time to take precautions, and sure enough, he succeeded.

There were already whispers in the crowd: "Did you succeed?" "Great! Kill this demon, kill him!"

Jiang Yanchen's eyes were indifferent, as if he was injured by an irrelevant person. His gaze fell on the arm he had pushed in front of him, and the knife had all been submerged into his body, leaving only a hilt that the blood-stained hand held onto the hilt. Jiang Yanchen only stared silently, but did not say a word.

Dark Night smiled and said, "Die!" With a sharp force in his hand, he rushed forward. Jiang Yanchen rubbed his feet against the ground at the same time and fell backwards. A fine bead of blood streaked through the air. pushed him straight to the corner, Jiang Yanchen's back hit the wall, and only then did he stop, and the knife fell again in his body because of this impact.

Seeing that Jiang Yanchen had no intention of resisting in the dark night, he was overjoyed when he thought that he would be able to slash this mortal enemy immediately, and shouted: "It's over!" When he was about to turn the handle of the knife, Jiang Yanchen suddenly raised his gaze, although his eyes were still dead, but he was also covered with a layer of killing intent, and said coldly: "You want to kill this seat so easily?"

Seeing him with such a look, Dark Night suddenly felt fear in his heart, and then realized that the empty door in front of him was wide open, his right arm was useless, and the steel knife in his left hand was not able to be pulled out for a while, and there was no way to deal with it. The force was so great that it shook out with the steel knife, and it was powerless to hold it in mid-air, and the steel knife fell, rolling to the side twice with the blood of the blade, dragging out a thick blood mark.

Jiang Yanchen put his fingers together, and pointed forward three times, and pointed the acupoint in the air. As soon as the dark night died on the ground, he was hit, and the acupoint was sealed, and he couldn't move. But he didn't panic too much, thinking, "See what you can do to me?"