Ye Guyun only felt that his heart was cold, and his feet were also cold.

He watched Watanabe Seventy-Eight hold the scabbard in his hand, screaming and pounced on the Lotus Array, and then died inside.

The blood and the body disappeared in an instant, the blood was sucked dry, and the body was sucked dry.

Terrible lotus!

Evil Lotus Array!

Ye Guyun waited until his heart was completely calm, and then he walked over slowly, getting very close, but he didn't go in.

He looked at the lotus flower inside in surprise.

The darkness of the night does not hide its unique beauty, and its charm is not affected by the night in the slightest.

The beauty is so mysterious, so weird.

Ye Guyun almost couldn't help but want to rush in and die under the flowers.

But he did not go in, because the time had not yet come, so he went in through the north gate, cut off the flowers at the south gate, and then the gate would appear, and then he would leave quickly.

"Do you remember?"

Ye Guyun really didn't forget Hang Tianfeng's words.

She also said that if he wouldn't go, she would be a turtle for him many times, and every month she would go to his grave to burn paper and say shame, shame to men.

Ye Guyun exhaled, and the hand holding the sword suddenly clenched very tightly.

At this time, the eyes of the person on the dilapidated rain tower suddenly shot here, as bright as a cold star, and he also had a sword in his hand, the sword was in the sheath, and the sword spike was already flying.

Ye Guyun raised his head and saw Leng Jiansheng.

Leng Jiansheng was also staring at him.

The two of them looked at their opponents coldly, almost as cold and stable, and of course they must be as cruel and fast.

Ye Guyun slowly aimed the tip of his sword at Leng Jiansheng.

The sword in Leng Jiansheng's palm seemed to be shaking, and the sword spike flew more quickly and chaotically.

Does the sword already feel uneasy? When you meet your true opponent, you are rejoicing, you are excited?

Heaven and earth suddenly became very quiet, as quiet as a tomb, a tomb of disgusting, desperate, and collapsed.

Ye Guyun seemed to be standing in the tomb, waiting for despair and collapse.

He stared at the moment when Leng Jiansheng was born, and suddenly seemed to rush over desperately, and then stabbed him to death under the blade.

He also felt that Leng Jiansheng was thinking the same way.

The moment a swordsman and a swordsman meet, it seems that they have thoroughly understood each other, and they will inevitably be understood by each other.

Leng Jiansheng sneered, and there was respect and admiration in his smile.

Ye Guyun nodded.

Leng Jiansheng also nodded.

Two real swordsmen, without saying much, without grinding their teeth, already know what they want to say and do each other.

Ye Guyun had already understood what he wanted to say.

"You're here. ”

Leng Jiansheng also understood Ye Guyun's answer.

"I'm coming. ”

Without moonlight, the eternal Big Dipper in the north gradually became brighter and colder.

The time has come.

Ye Guyun suddenly floated in like a lonely cloud, and floated in through the north gate.

The sword flashed.

Then he was entangled by countless lotus flowers, and he was entangled to death, which was like a lonely and empty widow, who met a strong man who could satisfy and enjoy herself, and suddenly she was firmly entangled to death.

Ye Guyun struggled and shook hard, his body turned over, and he had arrived at the south gate, and arrived at the south gate with sword light.

He couldn't tell where the death hole of the lotus flower was, but with a strong swing, the sword light flew out like a rainbow.

Every lotus flower around them suddenly withered and died under the blade of the sword.

Ye Guyun's eyes flashed, and he looked around.

Where is Humen?

At the moment when he was very nervous and his nerves were about to burst, he suddenly swept up, flipped and flashed, and his body was shot like an arrow towards a door without lotus flowers.

He didn't dare to look at anything else, not even the blood emanating from the severed lotus.

When the person suddenly came outside, he stood quietly, quietly watching the fresh, delicate, and brilliant lotus flowers in the array struggling, becoming withered, withering, clumsy, ugly, and indescribably ugly.

The lotus array has been broken!

To break is to die!

It is also the same as a swordsman, if it is defeated, it must die, there is no other choice, and it will not give others a choice.

Ye Guyun stood there alone, waiting for Leng Jiansheng.

Leng Jiansheng didn't move.

But his body was also not far from Ye Guyun.

"Ye Guyun?"

Ye Guyun nodded, and then said, "Leng Jiansheng?"

Leng Jiansheng nodded.

Then the two of them stared at each other coldly, and there seemed to be sparks bursting out of their eyes, cold sparks.

Ye Guyun said coldly, "Your lotus array was broken by me. ”

Leng Jiansheng nodded, and said, "I saw it, it was broken by you." ”

"You're not sad at all?"

"Why should I be sad?" Leng Jiansheng said again, "I just feel pity. ”

"It's a pity?"

"Yes. Leng Jiansheng smiled coldly, and said, "It's a pity that I'm still alive and not dead." ”

"You're dead soon. The sword in Ye Guyun's palm slowly cocked, pointing straight at Leng Jiansheng's throat, and said, "You will soon die under my sword." ”

"Are you sure you're going to kill me?" Leng Jiansheng scoffed.

Ye Guyun sneered and said, "There were people who thought this before, so they died under my sword." ”

The sneer on the corner of Leng Jiansheng's mouth was even stronger, "Who?"

Ye Guyun said lightly, "Bai Ao, Nanxiren, Bai Yulang, these three people don't believe it, so they died." ”

Leng Jiansheng's cheek muscles jumped, "Very good." ”

"What does it mean to be good?"

"Well, it's my turn, and I'm damned by your sword. ”

"Yes. ”

Leng Jiansheng suddenly closed his mouth and closed it tightly.

Ye Guyun also closed his mouth, and the sword in his palm was held tighter.

A cool breeze in the distance brought the fragrance and fragrance of the distant mountains here, and suddenly only a foul stench remained, and the stench was disgusting.

The corners of Ye Guyun's eyes trembled slightly.

This smell seems to be the stench of dry bones, as if it is the stench of withered lotus, and as if it is another stench, Ye Guyun can't tell what kind of stench it is, but his intestines are already twitching, and his stomach is already contracting violently.

"Every year today, I will comfort you with a lot of lotus flowers. Leng Jiansheng suddenly took out his sword.

The sword light flickered, and his body flickered.

The tip of the sword suddenly stabbed straight into Ye Guyun's throat, Ye Guyun's body suddenly bent, and the cold blade of the sword rushed into the darkness in front of him against the large blood vessels of the neck.

The sword pierced into the air, and the sword momentum did not weaken in the slightest, and his people and sword had already pierced into the distance.

Ye Guyun stood coldly, coldly looking at Leng Jiansheng who was going away, but he didn't move.

The blood was already pouring out of the corners of his mouth.

The night had faded away, and the east was as pale as paper.

Ye Guyun's face was whiter than paper, white and transparent, transparent as if he was a dead person.

Why didn't he chase after him? Why didn't Leng Jiansheng turn back and kill Ye Guyun? Could these two be giving in to each other?

The pale cheeks, but the blood at the corners of the mouth was pitch black, pitch black and foul-smelling.

He's been poisoned!

Ye Guyun looked coldly in that direction, which was also the direction in which Leng Jiansheng escaped.

The stench on the earth gradually disappeared, and the wind blowing in the leaves of the forest was damp and cold.

Leng Jiansheng had already fled under his nose!

The body gradually became very tired and weak, and the spirit also became withered, at this time, a person rushed over from the hillside, kicked the carriage away, turned over, and held Ye Guyun's hand like lightning.

The hand that didn't hold the sword.

"Are you still alive?" looked at Ye Guyun in surprise, as if he couldn't believe it was true.

Ye Guyun nodded.

"So Leng Jian is dead and dead?"

"Nope. ”

"Why? You let him go?" said Labor, gritting his teeth in surprise and disbelief.

"I was poisoned, and he seemed to have only 30% of his internal strength. ”

Labor's eyes flashed, "You wounded him?"

"It wasn't me who hurt him. Ye Guyun gasped vigorously, and said, "It was I who broke the lotus array, and his internal strength was greatly damaged, so he fled." ”

Cold sweat broke out in the laborious palms of his hands, and he said, "If you don't escape, will you die by his sword?"

Ye Guyun nodded in acknowledgement.

"He may want to let you go, but he doesn't want to kill you. ”

"He will never let me go. Ye Guyun gritted his teeth, and the cold sweat rolled like a bean, "Because he was not sure of killing me at that moment." ”

"You're not sure you're going to kill him?"

"Yes, none of us are sure to kill anyone. ”

Exhaled with difficulty, "Thank goodness, goodness." ”

Ye Guyun was silent and exhaled.

The sword nearly killed him, and if he dodged it any more slowly, it would have pierced him in the throat.

He must be dead!

Fei Li's eyes flashed, and he said, "Why didn't you chase it out then?"

Ye Guyun's pain was even stronger, and his voice was also full of pain, "Because my legs couldn't move at that time." ”

This was the surprise of Labor.

If at that moment, Leng Jiansheng turned around and killed Ye Guyun, wouldn't he have more chances than Ye Guyun?

Laboriously gasped, and he said, "Anyway, you're still alive." ”

"Yes, I'm alive. ”

He struggled to hold Ye Guyun, and slowly said, "As long as you are alive, we will have a chance to kill Leng Jiansheng." ”

Ye Guyun nodded in acknowledgement, but his gaze became gloomy, weak and dull.

He seems to die at any moment!

"You have to hold on, don't die, otherwise my seven or eight wives will be gone. ”

The voice suddenly became very distant, as if in a dream, and he also entered the dream.

He was already dizzy.

He suddenly understood why Leng Jiansheng didn't kill him, because Leng Jiansheng didn't need to take risks, he knew that Ye Guyun couldn't survive, so why bother.

What about Leng Jiansheng?

Is he also uncomfortable?

The streets were bustling, and when the sun rose, the number of people rushing to the market slowly increased.

The stinky ditch was also filled with all kinds of garbage, the smell was unbearable, Leng Jiansheng fell inside, and his body seemed to be uncontrollable.

He has no friends, let alone relatives, and if he dies here now, he will be no different from a dead dog.

So he struggled and breathed.

He didn't want to die here like a dead dog and wait to rot.

As soon as the lotus array is broken, his internal force will inevitably be greatly damaged, and after half an hour, only half of the ten percent of the internal force will be left, which is an indisputable fact.

Leng Jiansheng's hand suddenly clenched tightly, but he found that his sword was gone.

He suddenly sneered.

He was not laughing at himself, but Ye Guyun, when he thought that Ye Guyun couldn't move there and waited for death, his heart couldn't help but become cheerful and excited.

That sword was not meant to kill, it was meant to flee.

Now that he has finally escaped, Ye Guyun is waiting there to die, it may be better to die, but the taste of waiting for death is not good at all.

So he laughed again.