Why are you in a hurry?

When Meng Lie heard this faint sigh, he suddenly felt that his hands were cold, and in the corner of his eye, he immediately saw a phantom flying out of front of him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Immediately after, a strong force hit his chest, and with a bang, Meng Lie flew back faster than when he came.

Smack!

The body fell heavily into the muddy bloody mire, splashing countless mud spots mixed with blood, hitting the cold and white jade cold shadow wall, which was extremely dazzling and dazzling.

"Brother Lie!"

"Lieye!"

Behind him, several screams suddenly sounded, and heavy footsteps ran closer and closer.

Meng Lie spurted out a mouthful of blood, his heart sank, he didn't care about his injuries, he fell to the ground and twisted his head vigorously, and roared: "Who told you to come in, run!"

These Sword Tyrant disciples behind him may be the last remaining bloodline of the Sword Tyrant Villa, Meng Lie doesn't want to, and he doesn't want all the Sword Tyrant disciples to die under the blood sword of this middle-aged man.

I didn't want to go against Meng Lie's order to wait on the spot, and the dozens of sword disciples who rushed in were also bloody, seeing Meng Lie's heavy injury, not only did they not retreat, but they rushed faster with red eyes.

The shadowy figure flickered, blocking Meng Lie's body tightly.

All the Sword Suppressor disciples who were waiting outside didn't listen to Meng Lie's orders after hearing the strange noise in the square, and all of them rushed in.

The scene in front of them made everyone's hearts suddenly cold.

"Master Lie, you, your hands ......!"

One of the young disciples with a young face still had a young face squatting down to help him, but his eyes looked at Meng Lie's hands, and his voice trembled.

Meng Lie was stunned, and suddenly felt a sharp pain from his hands suddenly surging into his mind, and he couldn't help but look down and almost fainted.

His hands are gone!

Not only the palms of the hands, but from the elbow joints, the two thick little arms were gone, leaving only two half-amputated arms, and the cross-cut blood hole with the mouth of the bowl was spurting blood.

Bang!

A loud bang fell on the ground not far from the middle-aged man at this time.

Meng Lie trembled and looked fixedly, but saw a pair of half-cut hands that had lost their master, still tightly holding the violent heavy sword that had accompanied him for decades.

That is, his hand, his sword!

Meng Lie closed his eyes, and a tear burst out of his eyes, I don't know if it was for his hands or the hundreds of years of foundation of the Sword Villa were destroyed.

"You ...... Let's go. ”

In an instant, Meng Lie, who had always been happy to take revenge, seemed to be ten years old, and his body lay heavily on the bloody mud soaked in the blood of his brothers, relatives and friends, muttering, trembling, and giving the last order to the Sword Suppressor disciple who was standing in front of him.

"No!"

The young disciple who had been rushing to stop Meng Lie's bleeding suddenly rose to the sky, and roared with a hideous face: "The blood debt of Bajian Villa must be repaid with blood, we will not leave!"

The standard heavy sword issued to him by the mountain villa was firmly held in his hand, his eyes were still full of tears, and with a breath of blood, he roared violently: "Brothers, kill him!"

Pedal Pedal Pedal -

With the skill of this disciple, it is not easy to walk with a heavy sword on his back on weekdays, but now although the momentum is like a rainbow, the speed of the sprint is extremely slow, and with crooked steps, attacking the figure of the middle-aged man is not much faster than walking.

However, at this time, no one laughed at him for not being able to do anything.

Meng Lie broke his arm, and the youngest junior disciple of Bajian Villa stepped up alone, such a scene stimulated everyone present to tear their eyes, and the word Bajian Villa suddenly filled the hearts of all the disciples present.

"Blood debt, blood payment!"

Behind the young disciple, the second tearful disciple pounced on him.

"Sword Suppressor disciple, die standing and never live on your knees!"

Immediately after that, the third place.

"Senior brothers, wait for the little brother on Huangquan Road!"

4th place......

Clause...... Last one!

Meng Lie's tears had blurred his eyes, everything in front of him was hazy to him, and his last consciousness was that blood-red light.

After the middle-aged man's faint sigh, the hustle and bustle in the front yard of Bajian fell silent.

Casually shook off the blood stains on the blood sword, the middle-aged man suddenly looked up at the sky, there was no trace of gathering in his eyes, and sighed faintly:

"Master, this ...... Is that the result you want?"

Suddenly, he chuckled again, swept away the blood stains all over the ground, and laughed at himself: "Chong'er...... But I'm helping you!"

Chong'er?

This middle-aged man with a blood sword turned out to be the former disciple of the Sword Shrine who got what he wanted from the Sword Shrine and disappeared again - Jin Chong!

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Bajian Villa covers a large area, in addition to the front yard of Bajian, all the way up from the mountain gate, there are not only several lakes with clear and beautiful water, but also a few peaks that are not too high, but not low.

Looking down from the top of one of the peaks, you can just get an unobstructed view of the scene in the front yard of the sword.

And at this moment, just after Jin Chong cut off the last head of Meng Lie and the others, behind a giant tree on the top of this mountain, someone shed two lines of tears.

"Uncle Lie......"

This person hidden on the top of the mountain is actually Meng Hanran, who rushed back to Bajian Villa non-stop since Xiangyang Valley said goodbye to Jian Chen!

His horse was fast, and he rushed back half a day earlier, which was two days earlier than Meng Lie and the others, and he returned to Bajian Villa.

However, when he returned to the bank of the Qiantang River, Jin Chong was already one step ahead of him, and he killed the Bajian Villa with a blood sword in hand.

Hidden in the shadows, Meng Hanran saw Jin Chong's blood sword flying, showing his might in the Bajian Villa, and under one sword, there was no enemy.

This frightened him very much.

Especially the blood sword, more than ten days ago, Meng Hanran obviously saw it from Jian Chen's waist with his own eyes, if it weren't for Jian Chen's skill being too high for him, he couldn't say it, he would have already started to rob it.

However, two days ago, he saw the blood sword in Jin Chong's hand, which shocked him, and he was also confused in his heart, how could this blood sword appear in the hands of this middle-aged man again?

Seeing that the disciples in the village had suffered heavy casualties, Meng Hanran was of course red-eyed, and he couldn't bear it anymore at the moment, so he was about to raise his sword and rush out.

Suddenly, a familiar figure blocked in front of him, but it was Meng Haoran, who had a big fight with him before.

At this moment, Bajian Villa is in danger, where will Meng Hanran still be entangled in the contradictions between his brothers, and he will scream urgently at the moment, and he will meet the enemy with his eldest brother Meng Haoran.

Unbeknownst to him, he only rushed out two steps, and Meng Haoran, who deliberately fell behind, took advantage of his unpreparedness and struck the hilt of his sword in the back of his head.

Meng Hanran's eyes darkened, and when he woke up again, he was already on the top of the mountain.

In the palm of his hand, he tightly pinched a strip of yellow and red cloth, on which were written in blood with three large twisted characters: Live!

You don't have to think about it, this is the eldest brother who carried him to the top of the mountain, hastily ripped off a piece of cloth from his body, and left his last words for him with blood.

Click!

Meng Hanran clenched the blood book in his fist, and watched with tears in his eyes as the heads of Meng Lie and the other last team of sword disciples fell to the ground, and squeezed out a few words from between the teeth that had been bitten to death and were already oozing blood:

"Jian Chen, I hope you don't disappoint me!"

(Volume VI - Finale)