Whether it is Chen Wanjuan's sword or Xiao Buyi's sword, in the final analysis, it cannot be the final link in the battle to determine the outcome of the battle.

This battle, which was destined to end in an instant, was also destined to be more complicated than anyone could have imagined.

It's like a piece on a Go chessboard.

This is the "robbery".

At the moment when the thunder fell—

Xiao Buyi's sword light was mixed with an indomitable momentum, carrying a majestic and vast Yuan force, and slashing down with the thunder light!

Chen Wanjuan's body, which was rigidly bound by the demon wood, suddenly spread out the moment before the sword qi fell, and it spread out like a flowing cloud in an instant-

"Boom—"

The thunder light fell on the mountain, and the domineering sword qi slashed the entire gorge to the point of the mountain rocks!

It is hard to imagine that such a domineering knife came from the hands of a seriously injured and dying Confucian student.

Xiao Buyi stood with a pestle, his long hair dancing wildly, and his back was sluggish.

Raging thunder swept across the land, and the wind and rain flew wildly in the heat, and then burned to ashes.

Gao Ling's wild cry was like a cry of sorrow.

Destroyed in an instant!

Not far away, a humanoid flowing cloud slowly stood up against the thunder light, and the sword qi cut and surrounded his limbs, but it was like cutting through the void, even if it turned around several times under Xiao Buyi's mental manipulation, at the last moment when the knife qi disappeared and dispersed, it still did not hurt the humanoid flowing cloud in the slightest.

It was indeed a great force.

Chen Wanjuan's face slowly emerged from the flowing clouds and mist.

He looked at Xiao Buyi indifferently.

The two of them silently gathered momentum, climbed the Yuanli Confucianism at the same time, and then began to run at the same time-

The momentum is like a big sun rising in the middle of a rainy night!

The thick knife with the broken handle of the Second Highness was carefully picked up by the Little Highness from the Daji Mountain Range, and it was always carried on his body, and at this moment the knife qi was rolling like the clouds of the Nine Heavens drooping, and it suddenly rolled out of the sheath and turned into a majestic dragon!

And Chen Wanjuan handed out a sword, without the slightest fancy, aimed at the center of the dragon's eyebrows, and made a gesture to pierce the dragon's head!

One person wants to get rid of his body, and one person wants to slay the dragon!

Instant collision!

The dragon-slaying sword was handed directly into the center of Jiaolong's eyebrows!

Xiao Buyi spurted out a mouthful of blood in an instant, his face was as bright as gold paper, his body was like being hit by a bell, he paused in an instant, and then he was knocked out by the dragon in front of him!

The handle of the thick knife was still in his hand.

The blade has already been abused by the sword qi, and it has been shattered inch by inch!

In front of His Royal Highness was the sword shadow that was rapidly magnified, Chen Wanjuan's sword pierced into the head of the Jiaolong head, all the way like a broken bamboo, cut open the head of the Jiaolong head and then entered the belly of the dragon, forward and forward, and the momentum was unstoppable!

The figure of the scholar covered in blood was indifferent and ruthless, and the killing intent in his eyes was extremely strong!

Along the way, countless Confucianism bloomed in the belly of the dragon, and His Royal Highness arranged countless killing machines in this dragon, just waiting for this champion Hou to enter alone!

Chen Wanjuan pinched the trick with one hand, and his thoughts burst out, and the Confucianism of the Second Highness collapsed within three feet of his body and was not allowed to enter again!

One ten, ten hundreds——

It's just a blink of an eye, and the number of those powerful Confucianism has reached the point where it is as vast as a cow's hair.

Chen Wanjuan is like a gluttonous belly, and it is difficult to move an inch!

The champion Hou Duzi simply put down the pinching fingers that stood in front of his lips and gave up the idea of using Confucianism to confront Xiao Buyi.

In an instant, the body turned into nothingness, and shuttled through the void like a flowing cloud!

The power of the majestic shore came from Chen Wanjuan's forehead again, and far away in the north, thousands of miles away, the wind and snow meant to emerge.

Chen Wan's long hair with curly sideburns was stained with a hint of green frost.

A sword pierced through the dragon's belly.

None of the Confucianism touched.

The Silver City Lord's Taixu Appearance was the source of the world's most powerful power, and now this part that was given to Chen Wanjuan was enough to avoid all of Xiao Buyi's attacks in a short period of time.

Chen Wanjuan advanced ten zhang in an instant.

The dragon slaying technique forcibly tore apart Xiao Buyi's sword qi dragon.

Xiao Buyi coughed up blood and retreated.

So it was red within ten zhang.

And Chen Wanjuan's sword, incomparably smoothly smoothed the blood that overflowed in the air, and caught up with the eyebrows of the Second Highness.

The speed of the Second Highness is not as fast as Chen Wanjuan.

He didn't have any more Yuan Power to use the second Deadwood Spring.

It's a terrible thing.

This means that the Second Highness has no way to avoid this sword.

And fortunately, His Royal Highness never thought of avoiding such a sword.

Xiao Buyi's eyes stared at the figure like a flowing cloud without blinking.

He didn't know why Chen Wanjuan was able to avoid all his Confucianism.

He only knew that the man in front of him seemed to have used a force that did not belong to him to forcibly win this fateful duel.

His Royal Highness can only guess that such a force is not endless.

Not only is it limited, it's also flawed.

There is no perfect power in this world, no magic that can avoid all attacks.

Xiao Buyi suddenly stopped.

The tip of the sword quickly enlarged in front of his eyes—

Just in an instant, Xiao Buyi knew that he had not guessed wrong.

The cloud-like figure began to condense!

This is a killer move of Chen Wanjuan, and it is also a fatal flaw for him.

His Royal Highness guessed extremely correctly.

Being able to dodge all attacks and turn into a void means that there is no way to deliver the truly lethal sword in the first place.

He wants to condense his body.

From "nothingness" to "substance".

So the moment Chen Wanjuan handed out the sword indomitable, the champion Hou didn't notice that the soil under him loosened slightly.

It's like something is about to break through the ground.

Then broke the ground.

Chen Wanjuan's sword was handed out, piercing Xiao Buyi's skin.

Blood poured out.

But Chen Wanjuan, who stabbed out the sword, was slightly stunned.

Both men froze at the same time.

Chen Wanjuan's expression was a little dazed, a little incredulous, he lowered his head slightly, and saw clearly that his abdomen was pierced by a knife blade with a missing hilt, almost stabbing him to the heart.

The knife pierced through the ground and pierced his body.

Chen Wanjuan stretched out a hand in a bit of confusion and felt out the blood on his hand.

He looked up at the cloth-clad man.

His own sword did not pierce the center of his eyebrows.

Perhaps because the knife was too strong, Chen Wanjuan staggered back two steps.

The sight was in a trance.

Until he was unable to hold the sword and finally let go of it.

Only then did he realize that the sword he thought he was going to kill only pierced the shoulder of the man in cloth, and when he released the sword, he picked up a little flesh and blood.

Xiao Buyi's thick knife blade was penetrated by Yuan Li and transformed into a dragon.

Yuan Li is out of the body, and it is naturally much stronger than the ordinary iron blade.

The blade of that knife was wrapped in Yuan Li by Xiao Buyi, and he never saw his true face.

So Chen Wanjuan didn't think about it, the original knife ...... I haven't had a blade all along.

He really didn't think of it.

The cloth-clothed man, before the war, buried the blade in the ground of the Swallowing Gorge.

Such a thin layer of iron.

It sounds ridiculous, but it's true.

It was such a thin layer of iron blade, shoddy and shoddy, and now it has changed the outcome of the battle.

......

......

Chen Wanjuan thought with some sadness, why did such an attack become the current situation?

is too void, plus his own swordsmanship, and Confucianism.

Kill a man who is badly wounded and already exhausted.

No matter how you look at it, this will be a suspenseless ending.

He suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, clenched the narrow blade of his abdomen hard, and pulled out of the blood.

With a "long time", the blade was broken into two sections, the front section was on the ground, splashing a field of rain and blood, and the back section smashed on the front section, shining with the silver light of the sky.

Chen Wanjuan sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, and it was dark in front of him.

The physique of Confucian practitioners is really weak.

Plus this knife is really a bit deep.

If Chen Wanjuan still had some strength now, he would not have let go of that sword at that time.

But now he was sitting on the muddy ground.

Similarly, if Xiao Buyi still had some strength, he would not let that sword pick up the flesh on his shoulder.

He would pick up the sword and give Chen Wanjuan a hard time.

The two of them have reached the point where they have run out of oil.

In the sky above the Tunyi Gorge, there was an endless rumbling thunder.

Reflecting the pale faces of the two men.

......

......

Chen Wanjuan covered his lips and finally stopped coughing.

This heavy rain fell on these two people, carrying the weight of the whole world.

The only son of the champion Hou was a little confused.

He thought about it a lot.

Why did it come to this?

Maybe the moment I chose to use external forces, I was doomed to such an ending?

Chen Wanjuan raised his head and looked at the man in cloth.

He whispered, "You're actually a very respectable opponent. ”

After saying this, he saw the man in cloth smiling at himself.

Very bright smile.

Very proud laugh.

It's the kind of smile that grins toothily.

Chen Wanjuan was a little desperate to see the man's fingers and tails move.

The thunder continued, and Chen Wanjuan saw at the same time that on the mountain behind the man, there was a long figure of a man riding on a horse, bathing in the heavy rain, and his figure loomed in the thunder.

And the cloth-clothed man in front of him squatted down very slowly, picked up the sword, and then walked towards him step by step.

Chen Wanjuan said in a hoarse voice: "No......"

He saw the man in cloth walking towards him.

But Chen Wanjuan really didn't have the strength to stand up again.

It's hard to even hold your elbows back.

He regretted it a little.

He didn't know if it was too late to say that.

Chen Wanjuan's voice was hoarse, his throat was bloodshot, and he said eagerly to the cloth-clothed man: "Don't come here!"

The figure paused.

This is actually a very misleading statement.

If you were any other person, you would probably think that Chen Wanjuan was pleading for mercy.

But Xiao Buyi understood.

So he paused slightly.

In the next moment, an arrow pierced through the heavy rain and wiped Xiao Buyi's cheek and brought out a puddle of blood!

If Xiao Buyi took a step further, the arrow would shoot through his head.

It's a pity that there is not only one arrowhead.

Chen Wanjuan was stunned and looked at the second puddle of blood splashed in front of him.

The arrow pierced through the man's chest, slowly forming a bump.

Scarlet bumps.

Then came the sound of the sword falling to the ground.

The man in cloth knelt on the ground.

Scarlet cloth.

"No ......"

Chen Wanjuan's face turned pale and he looked at the man.

He saw the man in the cloth with his eyes gradually dim, and he knelt on the ground, trying to support himself with his elbows, but he still couldn't stop falling, and falling again.

Keep coughing up blood and keep holding your body.

Until finally curled up, kneeling and not moving.

In the void, the invisible, Confucian and Taoist luck was constantly pulled out of the cloth.

It was transferred to Chen Wanjuan's body.

......

......

"Gone. ”

The West Demon was a little unhappy, and the final outcome was as expected.

Xiao Buyi won the duel with Chen Wanjuan.

So what?

Those who are destined to die cannot escape the palm of fate.

Gu Shengcheng Mu Ran looked at the direction where the arrow was shot, and asked softly, "Dead?"

The West Demon said softly: "Not yet, but the ending is decided, unless it is the Great Luo Immortal who comes, who can save him?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that person should be called Yan Bailou, a good dog sent to Xiguan by Yincheng. Gu Shengcheng muttered: "The Governor of the Xiguan Barrier, he is among the high-ranking officials of Xiguan who are responsible for resisting our attack. ”

Qiushui said with some regret: "It's a pity. ”

Chen Wanjuan didn't kill Xiao Buyi, but let the shameless rat who shot arrows get his hands on it.

Gu Shengcheng knew the meaning of Qiushui.

He said calmly: "Someone has to shoot this arrow, Yan Bailou doesn't shoot it, I will shoot that arrow too." ”

Qiushui's voice was delicate: "Xiao Buyi should have died in your hands." ”

Gu Shengcheng shook his head and didn't speak again.

The West Demon saw all this in her eyes, she didn't care about the life or death of this cloth-clothed man, let alone who he died in.

Whether it's Yan Bailou or Gu Shengcheng, the West Demon doesn't care.

She whispered, "Let's go, there's nothing to see." ”

It's a sad place.

Now she didn't want to stay here and see her brother's grief-stricken scene.

She was willing to taste the anger with her brother, but she did not want to see his grief.

It was just too bitter.

She just wanted to look at him and see if he remembered anything.

Now it seems that my brother has not remembered her.

Then it doesn't matter who lives or dies, because the purpose of this line of work has been fulfilled.

......

......

Thunder fell.

To the Zhong family man let go.

It's really only about ten breaths, but it's really a winner.

The man in the big red robe floated up, almost teleporting to Chen Wanjuan's side, and glanced at the cloth-clothed man who was losing his vitality with slight indifference, and had already guessed that this was the end of the Swallowing Clothes Gorge.

Zhong Yusheng picked up Chen Wanjuan, the champion Hou Dumiao who the Northern Wei Dynasty had high hopes for.

The man in the cloth slowly closed his eyes.

Heavy rain poured down in my ears.

Someone seems to be coming.

The man shook his shoulders desperately, desperately shouting something in his ear.

He couldn't even hear it.

The world is silent.

A bright smiling face, in the last second of life, blooming in the bottom of my heart.

Xiao Buyi's cheeks were mixed with blood and tears, and he muttered three words softly.

Tang Xiaoman.