A few months ago, Mo Suihan dared to shout that his martial arts were stronger than Zhang Zhan. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but Zhang Yan's strength has improved by leaps and bounds in the past few months, and he has already thrown off Mo Suihan's little doll for several streets. Therefore, even Zhang Yan is not the opponent of the Dongying swordsman, and he is naturally far from being defeated.

You must know that Chuantian only allows Mo Suihan to maintain his daily meditation luck during his cultivation, but he is never allowed to practice any martial arts. Therefore, in the past few months, Mo Suihan has been able to maintain his original realm and not regress, even if it is good, how can he make progress.

Zhang Zanqiang stood straight, but he almost didn't have the strength to lift the thick-backed knife, and sighed: "You really shouldn't come back." ”

As soon as Zhang Yan's words fell, the Dongying swordsman deceived him and stabbed at Mo Suihan.

Zhang Yan didn't know where the strength came from, and struggled to pounce on the man.

This strength came very strangely, because of faith, because of persistence, because Mo Suihan carried the luck of the Great Song Dynasty in the future? In short, Zhang Remnant had no time to think about it, and only relied on his unyielding fighting spirit, like a tiger blocking the way, to slash at the knife that stabbed Mo Suihan at that person.

Man is only flesh and blood, but the mysteries of the human body are difficult for even the wisest of the wise to explain. Because in some specific circumstances, because of too deep emotional drive or too heavy oppression, people often burst out with infinite potential and infinite strength, so as to complete a stunned miracle.

How did the Dongying swordsman not know that Zhang Remnant had lost the ability to fight again, but at this moment, he saw that Zhang Remnant's power was even more powerful than the previous one, and his heart was surprised.

However, although he was not shocked, his body suddenly changed, and his right shoulder hit Zhang Manman's arms.

Zhang Zhan was able to spell out this knife with the help of human potential that no one could explain. The so-called people live a breath, if the move that burst out because of the potential is withdrawn in the middle of the way, because of the recovery of the momentum, Zhang Yan does not dare to guarantee that he can continue to swing the next knife with the same power.

Zhang Yan still had the same sword momentum, desperately trying to shoot down the knifeman's killing move. As for whether he will be hit by him after the shot down, Zhang Yan doesn't care much. Even if he dies like this, even if Mo Suihan is unprotected after his death, he will accompany him on the Huangquan Road the next moment, and Zhang Canan does not want to see Mo Suihan die by himself.

It was really painful.

The moment the thick-backed knife slashed his katana, his right shoulder slammed into Zhang's chest.

With a few clicks, Zhang Yan spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. This time, the ribs were really broken at least three.

However, Zhang Zhan knew that when he cut off his katana, he was also so shocked that his killing move into his chest fell short and failed to take his own life.

Mo Suihan suddenly reached out his little hand at this time, turned his palm into a claw, and grabbed the man's chest.

And the swordsman was so strong that he barely took a breath of true qi, his left arm met Mo Suihan's claw, and his right hand held a half-cut knife and stabbed Mo Suihan in the chest.

Under Zhang Yan's wide eyes, Mo Suihan's sharp claws pierced the man's left arm, and the man's broken knife pierced Mo Suihan's chest.

The half-truncated knife passed through the chest, revealing the blade that had been cut off from Mo Suihan's back. The inch blade that passed through the body reflected the strong light of the scorching sun, which just shook Zhang Yan's eyes painfully.

But even though he was so pierced by the strong light that he could barely hold back his tears, Zhang Yan still tried his best to open his eyes wide, how he wished that what he saw was an illusion refracted by the sun!

The broken knife was drawn, and the hot blood passed through the man's knife groove and merged into a line. And Mo Suihan pounced, lying on the ground, motionless.

Zhang Chuan forgot the severe pain in his chest at this moment, crawled and rolled, flipped Mo Suihan's small body over, and let his head rest on his left arm: "Xiao Mo!

Mo Suihan didn't react, but the swordsman said lightly: "Brother Zhang, don't be in vain, his heart has been broken, and he has died of anger." ”

Zhang turned his head angrily and glared at the man.

He wiped the blood from the knife with a white towel and ignored Zhang Yan.

Zhang Remnant calmed himself down and suppressed the trembling in his throat: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, your honorable name?"

The man said lightly: "In the lower Ozawa Qijun." ”

"If Brother Zhang wants to avenge him, he can go to the South China Sea in the future, and Ozawa will accompany him to the end. ”

With that, he turned and left. The direction they went in was the direction of the three swordsmen before.

Zhang Zhan didn't look at him, but he couldn't believe that he probed Mo Suihan's snort, at this moment, Zhang Zhan really hoped that even if it was an illusion, he could let himself feel the joy of Mo Suihan still alive. However, the reality was so cruel that Zhang Yan couldn't detect any breath of Mo Suihan at all.

Mo Suihan died.

Zhang Yan thought that he would cry for him, but what occupied his heart was more worried about the direction of the entire Central Plains martial arts ten years later. It's really ridiculous, it seems that this future event that has not happened is more heavy than the real corpse in his arms.

Zhang Yan closed his eyes in pain.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to. This child is just an important chess piece, and his own meaning is far greater than his own.

After a while, Zhang Yan opened his eyes again, and went to probe Mo Suihan's snort again. At this moment, Zhang Remnant just wanted him to come back to life, whether it was Mo Suihan or the things he symbolized.

However, it was as cold as ever.

Park Baoying walked over and said with a smile: "This kid is carrying too much, it is better to die, so that it will be easier." ”

Zhang Yan looked at Park Baoying and muttered, "Why didn't you help me just now?"

Park Bo-young didn't bother to care, and said lightly: "Hurry up and bury him." ”

Entering the earth for peace is a sign of respect for the dead.

But if you are not the person concerned, you will never be able to understand the devastating despair when the loess completely buries the familiar face. Because this means that the once familiar voice and smile will no longer appear in the future life.

Zhang Yan struggled for a long time before he began to do it. Although the broken ribs have been connected by themselves, every time he wields a thick-backed knife to dig a pit, it still hurts so much that Zhang Yan gasps helplessly.

After digging a few times, Zhang Yan didn't know if it was because he was tired or because of the pain in his chest, so he sat on the ground. Again he couldn't help but stretch out his hand and probe Mo Suihan's snort.

"Don't be delusional! Mo Suihan is dead!" Park Baoying said coldly, interrupting Zhang Yan's movements.

Zhang Yan took his hand back, and Park Baoying said again: "Recognize the facts! Mo Suihan is dead, this bet, Chuantian has lost to Fujino Shinshang!"

"Really?"

A low, extremely pleasant and familiar voice sounded from behind Jang and Park Bo-young.

Zhang Yan didn't know why, suddenly felt a joy in his heart, and looked at Chuantian.

Chuantian's black-clothed and handsome face, which is not human-like, has a consistent smile: "Hello Brother Zhang." ”