The sword light surrounding Zhang Lingtian's body left a messy wound on the old locust tree, and the leaves that fell one after another were twisted into pieces by the sword light, and the corners of Liu Chen's eyebrows twisted, and his body slashed backwards.

"Please ??? the knife"

Liu Chen finally got rid of Zhang Lingtian's entanglement, and many wounds had been drawn all over his body, facing Zhang Lingtian's sneer, he didn't want to, he held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and his body was half-squatting, showing the posture of a crouching tiger going down the mountain, but after half a breath, on Liu Chen's long sword, there was a soft groan, and a dazzling fluorescence filled the three-foot sword body, and as Liu Chen's momentum reached its peak, he began to move!

After inviting the knife, Liu Chen used his sword as a knife, and the three extremely powerful knife styles with a chilling aura directly met Zhang Lingtian who was chasing after him.

That Ling Tian was caught off guard by Liu Chen, the femininity of Luan Feng Qiming became vulnerable under the Yang Zhigang of the Seven Swords of the Rainbow Slash, Liu Chen's long sword suddenly drew a blood mark more than half a foot long on his chest, and his whole person was like a kite with a broken string, gently floating towards the back, staggering back a few steps, and he finally managed to stand firm.

In this round, Liu Chen won completely!

The discussion in the crowd has pushed the atmosphere of this martial arts arena to the climax, no one thought that under the reversal of the situation, Liu Chen can use a trick to ask for a knife in this dangerous situation, aiming at Zhang Lingtian's Luan Feng Qi Ming, the appearance of this invitation knife is simply a stroke of genius, even those masters who watched the excitement couldn't help but give a thumbs up, to ask the knife to break the Luan Feng Qi Ming, to overcome the softness, this Liu Chen, is really a combat genius!

Only Wu Tong and others understood that Liu Chen's invitation knife did not have the charm of the seven swords of the rainbow at all, and even when the long sword was swung, he could faintly see a hint of the feeling of swinging the sword, and the nine swords of the water with the seven swords of the slashing rainbow were really nondescript, but the effect was extremely gratifying.

"You forced me!" Zhang Lingtian's expression became more and more gloomy, and he looked down at his chest, which had already been wet with blood, the pain of the wound made his face begin to distort a little, and the only thing he wanted to do now was to cut Liu Chen with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in his heart.

I saw him reflexively wave his sleeves, countless silver needles sprayed out from his cuffs, flying straight to Liu Chen's location, looking at the dense silver needles, Liu Chen's scalp was numb for a while, and he didn't have time to make any movements, only to dance the long sword in front of him in a circle of light, the crackling sound stimulated Liu Chen's eardrums, and occasionally long needles pierced his body, making him frown unconsciously, as more and more silver needles pierced his body, the movements on his hands became slower and slower, and the feeling of detachment and paralysis came suddenly, and Liu Chen's forehead was instantly covered with a layer of fine cold sweat。

"Poison needle!" When the little monk saw Liu Chen's strange appearance, his heart was like a mirror, and he blurted out and scolded without thinking about it: "You still use poison in the duel competition, Zhang Lingtian, do you still want to be shameless?"

"Bai Yujing's best thing is poison, why can't I use it?" Zhang Lingtian glanced coldly at the little monk with his teeth and claws, and the corners of his mouth immediately grinned, staring at Liu Chen tightly, ready to strike the last blow.

The milky white halo enveloped Zhang Lingtian's hands, and as he slammed his feet on the ground, the long sword in his hand instantly stabbed out countless sword lights, blocking all of Liu Chen's retreats.

"Sword Rain!" Those sword lights are virtual and real, making people unable to see the essence clearly, plus Liu Chen has been poisoned, his eyelids have become very heavy, and his mind is chaotic, and he can no longer judge Zhang Lingtian's offensive. In the extremely complicated eyes of everyone, Liu Chen slowly lowered his head, as if giving up resistance, silently facing the sword rain in front of him, he was gambling, betting that when Zhang Lingtian was close, he would exchange his life for his life!

"Liu Chen, you will definitely die today!"

"Stop!" Those masters who watched the excitement suddenly became a little anxious, they had seen blood with real knives and guns, and when Liu Chen lost his life, they could not escape the blame for being present.

However, the figures of those masters rushed out were blocked by the princelings intentionally or unintentionally, and Zhang Lingtian's sword rain became more and more fierce without the slightest pause.

In a moment of lightning, a light figure suddenly appeared in front of Liu Chen, the white skirt fluttered and couldn't see clearly, as soon as the person appeared, he didn't resist Zhang Lingtian's sword move, but picked up Liu Chen with lightning speed, and after a few dodges, he disappeared in the eighteenth courtyard.

Zhang Lingtian's sword rain fell on the wall of Liu Chen's wing, and the slightly innocent doors and windows were torn into several pieces in an instant.

The princelings were stunned for a moment, and then they were furious, snatching people in front of their eyes, this is the first time after the establishment of the princelings, looking at the figure that has gone away, in addition to the speed, the vitality is not majestic, and it will definitely not be the gentleman of the academy.

"Chase!" Wen Renhao's face sank, and everyone jumped up and chased after the white figure.

Zhang Lingtian forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, glared fiercely at Xu Yuyao, who was standing on the spot, and then quickly disappeared into the eighteenth courtyard.

Liu Chen couldn't see the face of the person who saved him clearly, but the familiar scent of soap clips made him slightly calm, and the paralyzing sensation from the poisonous needle made him no longer have the strength to raise his eyelids, and his head tilted, and he fell unconscious on the person's shoulder.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunder outside the window finally woke up Liu Chen, who was asleep, and the feeling of a splitting headache made him a little suffocated.

Finally opened his eyes, and Liu Chen saw Beigong Fu sitting next to the bonfire reading a book.

The rain kept falling, and from time to time lightning streaked across the sky, lighting up Chang'an in late summer and early autumn, and everywhere Liu Chen's eyes could see, it was all the cold depression.

The room was a little old, so old that it began to crumble when the wind blew it, and the rotten doors and windows could not shelter the raging storm at all.

When Liu Chen's eyes looked out of the door, the electric light flashed, and the appearance outside was clearly visible, which was so clear that Liu Chen instantly broke his heart.

"Where is this?" Liu Chen opened his mouth, his lips trembling a little.

"General Xuanwei's Mansion!" Beigong Fu didn't raise his head, still looking at the scroll quietly, in the past, in Liu Chen's eyes, he was extremely quiet and lovely, but at this moment, he also seemed quite deserted, "The princelings chased most of our Chang'an, and it was not easy to get rid of them!"

Liu Chen didn't speak, his eyes were a little hollow looking at the general's mansion in the rain, dilapidated, barren, ruined walls everywhere, overgrown with weeds, the glory of the past, the sins of the past, all turned into the dust of history, in the autumn of the twelfth year of the apocalypse, appeared in front of Liu Chen's eyes.

After coming to Chang'an for nearly a year, Liu Chen has always restrained himself from coming here, he is afraid that if he comes here, those tearful memories will make him crazy.

He really wanted to remember, remember the old tree at the door, remember the circle of fish ponds in the backyard, in the blur of tears, he saw Liu Shayun put away the paper umbrella that had long been wet by the rain, and slowly walked through the endless corridor, the rain was very urgent, so anxious that Liu Shayun forgot to pack his fishing rod, the rain was very heavy, so big that Liu Shayun couldn't hear the call behind him.

The man standing in the dark corner, taller than Liu Shayun, was holding a babbling child, the wind and rain were strong.

The tall man led the child and walked behind Liu Shayun, Liu Chen could see Liu Shayun's face clearly, the face that was so young that he was a little unfamiliar was full of unhappiness at the moment, the tall man's chatter may have made this autumn extraordinarily irritable, when the smiling boy stretched out his little hand to Liu Shayun, Liu Chen saw Liu Shayun's face, and finally bloomed a smile. After the smile, everything vanished.

Liu Chen began to howl, began to be hysterical, tears were constantly blurring his memory, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, even his voice began to slowly dissipate in his ears, struggling to get up, Liu Chen rushed into the rain, let the wind blow his clothes, let the rain make him cold.

He chased after the boy who was slowly blurring his figure, and stumbled across the ruined corridor, where the weeds were overgrown and only a pond that had long since dried up.

"Dad!" Liu Chen knelt on the ground, thunder and lightning flashed, and his cheeks were exceptionally pale.

In the cold wind, Beigong Fu floated in and hugged Liu Chen's head tightly in the rain, Liu Chen tore her hair with trembling hands, making her feel a burst of pain, but she still didn't speak, until he choked and began to get tired, and then whispered softly in his ear: "The road still has to go, don't look back!"