Chapter 43: Martyrdom

Shi Xiaohai's eyes flickered, and he bowed in a condensed voice: "Not dishonoring the mission! Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The third sword pondered for a moment, and then said, "Second, take them away." Tell Weiyang, don't insult the third title. ”

Shi Xiaohai's body shook slightly, and he knew clearly what choice the third sword who said these words would make.

"What Weiyang needs is to take back his sword number from you with his own hands. ”

"Can't you see the reason for this situation?"

The second dark sword's face was pale and bloodless, and one hand had turned pitch black, and even black corpse spots appeared on it.

At this time, he looked at the third sword at the head of the independent boat with an expressionless face, and his voice was very gentle.

"Hmph..."

"You people, if orthodoxy is set today, you are still stubborn. ”

The third sword sneered, commanding the five sword boats to condense the formation again, and sprint head-on towards the white bone flying boat in the distance ahead.

At this time, the situation is not very good for Izumo Kendo, it turned out that there were more than two hundred Jindan powerhouses in the sky, but at this moment, only one-third of them were left, and there were seriously injured Izumo Kendo disciples on the five sword boats.

The second dark sword frowned, and said, "The Zhu family is not orthodox. ”

The third sword raised his arm and waved his command, and dozens of flying swords flew out from the five sword boats, bombarding the leading white bone flying boat.

He was still calm and said: "The world is to be unified after all." The south is barbaric in the north, the west is in the east and the night is surrounded by strong enemies from all sides, and it is not the time for civil strife. ”

Second, the dark sword looked a little ugly. In silence, he watched the white bone flying boat that led in the distance, and there was a scream. The flying sword cluster turned back, and the Izumo disciples on the five sword boats cheered.

"Although the first emperor is gone, the crown prince is not dead. The Zhu family is just a monkey wearing a crown. ”

Shi Xiaohai's eyes were attentive, and he listened with his ears pricked up, and the conversation between the two of them in the second dark sword revealed too many things.

The third sword didn't reply, he bent down and imprinted his palm in the center of the formation at the head of the boat.

The true yuan surged, and the speed of the sword boat increased greatly, and it collided directly with the white bone sword boat led by it!

"Boom!"

A shocking explosion that shook the mountains!

Shi Xiaohai hurriedly grabbed the side of the sword boat, and looked at the white bone flying boat in amazement, it was shattered by the huge sword head stretched out by the sword boat, and the witch on it fell down in a scream!

For a while, the remaining white bone flying boats were in a big hurry, or up or down to avoid the five sword boats that collided head-on.

"Let's go, defeat is defeat. ”

The second dark sword looked at the Izumo disciple in the cabin, gritted his teeth and forcibly propped up his body, trying to fly out of the sword boat to fight again. His face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice to the third sword at the head of the boat.

"I can't go, it's a conspiracy. ”

"Muran City is probably also broken. ”

The third sword slowly got up, looking back at the white bone flying boat that was already behind the sword boat, and they began to condense the formation again.

"Gather the juniors and disciples, you and I will take turns and turn around, and we will always be able to go back. ”

The Second Dark Sword also knew that the situation was critical, and looked worried.

"I know. ”

"I'm just trying to prove that our loyalty to Izumo Kendo is no weaker than yours. He never forgot the teachings of Lord Sword Ancestor. ”

"When I go back at this time, they will be very embarrassed. ”

The third sword was still expressionless, and once again commanded the sword boat to condense the formation and turn back, facing the white bone flying boat cluster in the rear.

"I will testify for you. ”

The second dark sword said categorically.

"Your portion is not enough..."

The expression of the third sword fluctuated rarely, but it showed a depressed color.

At this time, Zheng Xiang, who was seriously injured and depressed, struggled to stand up and said anxiously: "Third Senior Uncle, can't you go to Muran City?"

Shi Xiaohai knew very well how important the woman in Muran City was to Zheng Xiang. Zheng Xiang is anxious at the moment, and he doesn't know how much that woman occupies.

The second sword didn't speak, he still stared intently at the third sword at the head of the boat.

"Going like this, I just brought some enemies with me, and only increased the pressure on Muran City. ”

The third sword looked at Zheng Xiang, with expectation in his eyes and other inexplicable emotions. The voice is gentle...

In Zheng Xiang's anxious face, the second dark sword said proudly: "There is a killing in Muran City!"

The third Kenko just shook his head and turned to look ahead. The cluster of white bone flying boats got closer and closer, and even the sorcerers holding scimitars taller than their bodies could be seen yelling at the sword boats.

"Go back to Muran City, if you don't want to share life and death with me now!"

Shi Xiaohai was stunned as he looked at the second dark sword in his right hand that was no longer able to move due to corpse spots, and pulled out the pitch-black long sword on his back with his left hand.

The third sword obviously also heard the clanging sound of the second dark sword behind him coming out of its sheath!

His body shook slightly, and he said, "Then, you have to live and prove everything I have done!"

The second dark sword's expression eased at this time, and he put down the pitch-black long sword in his hand and said, "Yes!"

The third sword was silent for a moment, then pointed the long sword in his hand to the sky, and shouted: "Disciple Izumo obeys the order!"

"Martyrdom!"

Shi Xiaohai didn't understand what this martyrdom sword meant, but he saw Zheng Xiang's look of panic.

Zheng Xiang struggled to his feet, trying to rush to the third sword standing on the bow of the boat!

He stumbled to the second darksword, but couldn't take a step forward.

Because, the second dark sword stopped him with a sword and shook his head at him.

Shi Xiaohai looked at Zheng Xiang who fell to the ground with a sad face, Zheng Xiang seemed to have lost his soul at this moment, and he was extremely hated for saying that he wanted to go back to Muran City!

Shi Xiaohai somewhat understood what the 'martyred sword' meant, and he looked at the back of the third sword in disbelief. There was anger and admiration in his heart, and he really wanted to dig out the heart of the third sword and see if his heart was flesh long!

The Izumo disciples who were wounded on the flying boat also heard the order of the third sword to 'die for the sword'.

They all held their swords, supported each other to their feet, and chanted in unison:

"Proud bones, promote the righteousness of the world!"

"The long sword groans, kill all the demons and demons!"

They shouted hoarsely, "Only Izumo !!"

In the midst of the shouting, they dragged their weak and broken bodies, flew out of the flying boat, and rushed towards the sorcerer bone flying boat in front of them!

"The sword is here! Those who dare to disobey the order will be expelled from Izumo Peak!"

The third sword's voice was also trembling at the moment, and he held a dazzling colored sword with a ruler length. He had to do this, because the Izumo Kendo Jindan Irichi disciples who were originally flying around the sword boat also tried to follow those seriously injured fellow disciples to fly towards the sorcerer's White Bone Flying Boat group!

Shi Xiaohai's heart shook wildly, he patted the tearful Zheng Xiang on the shoulder sadly, and he didn't know how to comfort this poor man who was slapping himself again and again!

"Ahh

Those Izumo disciples who had never been injured roared and were terrified!

But they knew that one step further, the third sword would really do that!

So, in their grief and indignation, they reluctantly stopped, silently watched dozens of wounded comrades, and flew towards the sorcerer's group of bone flying boats! Their eyes flowed silently with blood and tears...

"Izumo..."