A crystal clear teardrop fell on Li Muyan's handsome face, slowly sliding down the white skin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the day my parents and sister died in front of me eight years ago, I have vowed that I will never shed another tear in my life. I didn't expect that today, I would cry again.

But, it will be the last drop of my life.

Jing Xinyao slowly put down Li Muyan's body, as if he was a newborn baby, and he didn't dare to move half a point.

Li Muyan's eyes never closed, there was no pain or sorrow in his eyes, only endless tenderness.

Jing Xinyao smiled at Li Muyan and said, "Mu Yan, you look at it carefully, I will avenge you, your uncle, my sister, and my parents!"

The ghost sword stood aside and didn't move, looking at Jing Xinyao's series of actions coldly, and when he finally heard her words, he suddenly laughed: "Xinyao, your tone is really not small, your Wind Wheel Sword was taught to you by my own hands, why are you fighting me?"

Jing Xinyao stood up, the sun shining on her back, and a halo outline appeared around her.

She smiled faintly, "Just with this sword in my hand." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jing Xinyao's figure quickly rushed towards the ghost sword.

Ghost Jian sneered in his heart: The distance that was finally pulled away, you actually threw yourself into the net again, and hatred can really get dizzy sometimes.

With a bang, Jing Xin Yao's mother sword hit the black sword hard, and the force seemed to be a few points greater than before.

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought for dozens of rounds, Jing Xinyao didn't dare to be sloppy, she still closed the air holes of her whole body, and gradually, beads of sweat began to ooze from her forehead.

And the ghost sword still looks like he is at ease, as if the other party is like a fish in his net, just in a dying struggle.

A few minutes passed, Jing Xinyao's movements began to slow down, and the originally seamless moves began to show flaws in the connection.

The ghost sword aimed at the flaw, and the sword was accurate, and the pitch-black long sword was about to stab the chest in an instant.

At this moment, the ghost sword frowned, an unknown danger hit his heart, he hurriedly withdrew his sword against the back of the heart, almost at the same moment, a huge force came through the long sword, slowing down his body, and in an instant, two swords, one long and one short, attacked from two directions, blocking all the directions he could escape.

But the ghost sword is also very human, seeing that he stabilized his breath for the first time, he quickly put the sword in front of his chest, rotated it in a circle, and made two consecutive sounds, blocking Jing Xinyao's sword and mother's sword.

Seeing that the crisis had been eliminated, the ghost sword was about to turn defense into offense, and it was that sense of danger that flashed through his eyebrows.

He hurriedly swung his sword in place, first on the left, then on the right, and finally behind and in front.

There were several crackling sounds. Ghost Sword was surprised to find that it was actually a few leaves that attacked him, although it was instantly destroyed by his sharp black sword, but this power should not be underestimated.

Before he had time to catch his breath, Jing Xinyao had already come close to the ground, attacking several swords under the ghost sword, forcing him to jump up.

A smile appeared on the corner of Jing Xinyao's mouth.

Ghost Sword saw it, but it was too late.

I saw that dozens of sword qi suddenly appeared in the air, breaking through the air, firmly sealing the ghost sword in it.

At this time, Ghost Sword was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Jing Xinyao's ability to resist the sword had reached this realm.

But only this level is still naïve. He held the black sword to his chest and spun around quickly, and a black whirlwind burst out of him, bigger and faster.

The whirlwind protects the ghost sword like an iron bucket. The sword qi slashed towards the whirlwind, and it was immediately bounced away.

Seeing dozens of sword qi rushing towards the ghost sword, they were bounced off one after another and counterattacked towards Jing Xinyao.

Jing Xinyao hurriedly waved the Zimu Sword to resist the sword qi that flew back.

There were dozens of loud ping-pong sounds, and after the dust, Jing Xinyao stood in place, panting heavily, her clothes were in tatters, she never thought that the trick she had been preparing for a long time would be bounced back to herself by the ghost sword.

The whirlwind stopped, and the ghost sword fell to the ground from the air, and said with a smile: "Xin Yao, your swordsmanship really surprised me, but it is still just a fantasy to win me based on this." ”

After the duel just now, Jing Xinyao's sharpness in her heart decreased, looking at the ghost sword standing there unharmed, and then looking at the embarrassed appearance on her body, she was angry in her heart: I have been practicing hard for so long, why am I so vulnerable every time I am in front of him! This person has taken the lives of his loved ones again and again, and I have been powerless again and again, why, why!

At this time, Jing Xinyao's eyes appeared in front of her eyes with her parents' kind appearance, her sister's cute and naughty appearance, and the family sat together happily. followed by Li Muyan's gentle eyes, the appearance of a child who cried that night, and the hands that could no longer touch him before he died just now.

No, this time, I definitely can't lose, I definitely won't lose.

Jing Xinyao took a long breath of relief and adjusted her breath, and looked at the ghost sword coldly, her eyes calm and firm.

Ghost Jian's heart tightened: At this moment, this little girl can still have this momentum.

The strange thing is that the ghost sword didn't even move, and the two of them just looked at each other still.

A smile appeared at the corner of Jing Xinyao's mouth, I see, although the blow just now did not hurt you, it also made your strength greatly reduced. Jing Xinyao finally figured out the reason, Li Muyan's earth-shattering blow had already severely damaged the ghost sword, coupled with the whirlwind just now, the ghost sword aura at this time was so weak that he didn't dare to act blindly.

This is my rare chance, this is my last chance.

Although Jing Xinyao at this moment is also the end of the strong crossbow, but the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, this is the truth that Jing Xinyao firmly believes.

I saw that she used the internal force of her whole body, kicked her feet, and rushed towards the ghost sword.

Without the extra internal force to use the phantom sword, and without the strength to close the air hole, Jing Xinyao rushed forward without reservation.

Seeing Jing Xinyao pounce on him like a fierce beast, the ghost sword was a little panicked for the first time, and hurriedly raised his sword to resist.

Jing Xinyao's every sword move only attacked but could not defend, leaving no way for herself to retreat, so the power increased several times compared to usual, and the ghost sword was firmly suppressed for a while.

A moment later, the ghost sword was stabbed in several places by the Zimu sword, but Jing Xinyao's body was also invaded by poisonous gas, and her consciousness began to slowly stagnate.

At this time, Jing Xinyao only knew how to make moves, made quick moves, and fought desperately, this thought repeatedly collided in her mind, so that although she was poisoned, her actions were still not affected.

In the blink of an eye, the ghost sword was stabbed several more times, although it was not fatal, but it had already made him thunderous, he was furious, saw the opportunity, grabbed a flaw exposed by Jing Xinyao, and stabbed it with a sword.

Jing Xinyao didn't defend, she only felt a numbness coming from her left shoulder, but at the same time, her mother sword was also deeply inserted into the ghost sword's chest.

Ghost Sword sneered in his heart, once the poisonous gas invades the body, it will quickly spread to the whole body, although I was also hit by a sword in the chest, but it did not hurt the vital point, and in the end you lost.

Jing Xinyao's divine consciousness immediately blurred, and before she lost consciousness, she poured all her internal strength into the mother sword, and then her eyes went black, and the whole world was pure.