Yan Guiqiu on the ground slowly regained his senses, and he tried to stand up, but the bones of his limbs sent a piercing pain to him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Before he could savor the great pain, the sword roared above his head like an arrow from a string.

There were exclamations from everyone's ears, and he could even accurately distinguish the voice of his proud disciple from these exclamations, and in a trance, he seemed to see Wu Qi jumping out of the city and rushing towards him.

But it didn't work.

How fast the sword rays summoned by Lu Lichen were far beyond what Wu Qi, a swordsman of the Dao realm, could surpass, not to mention that even if he really dared to block in front of him before that sword rays arrived, with his cultivation, he couldn't change anything except adding a human life.

Perhaps, today is the end of my life.

Such a thought came to Yan Guiqiu's mind at that time.

He has lived for more than a hundred years, and this life cannot be said to be magnificent, nor can he be called invincible in the world.

But in the end, he didn't do anything arrogant, and he can be regarded as having a clear conscience.

He vaguely remembered the scene when his master passed on the way of the sword to him, when he was only twelve or thirteen years old, but now, he was gray-haired. He also remembered that on the top of the towering Shu Mountain, his master sat in the sword mound, the requiem played, the swordsman's soul returned to the sea of stars, and the sword was buried in the sword mound. That end is a good sword, at least in Yan Guiqiu's heart, there is no sword comparable to it in this world.

Therefore, even if he could take out the three thousand Futu, it was still the Yannandu left to him by his master who had been with him.

People always like to think about inconsequential things before they die, and the same is true for Yan Guiqiu.

At the end of the day, the stars are also human.

Even because he lived a little longer than ordinary people, at this time, he had a little more to recall.

But Lu Lichen's sword had already reached him.

He's finally going to die.

He accepted his impending death with great ease.

After all, as a swordsman, there is no regret about dying under the sword.

Hopefully, the requiem for the soul is beautiful enough, after all, it is the last voice I have heard in this world.

Thinking like this, his eyes slowly closed, and the corners of his mouth outlined a shallow smile.

But things in the world rarely go as people wish.

The requiem he had hoped for never sounded.

What rang in his ears was a clear sword sound.

Yes, it's the sound of the sword.

As a swordsman, a swordsman from Shushan.

Yan Guiqiu has been invading kendo all his life.

He understands the sword as well as he knows himself.

His eyes opened suddenly, and what he saw was not Lu Lichen's sharp sword, but two figures.

One old and one young.

To be precise, it was a man with a long sword and a young girl with a long knife on her back.

It was as if they appeared out of thin air, standing between Lu Lichen and him.

The long sword in the man's hand swung with a swing, and all the scorching sword rays of Lu Lichen's murderous intent were scattered, and the waves of qi stirred up by the aftermath of the sword lifted the clothes of the man and the girl, and they stood there standing still, their figures like gods.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Yan Guiqiu was shocked and crawled into his eyes.

He had already fought with Lu Lichen, so he knew Lu Lichen's strength very well.

He's too high!

At that time, beyond the realm of the Star Death, it was a mortal, no, it was the realm that the Star Death needed to look up to, even if he sacrificed the eleven divine swords in the sword shrine, it was difficult to resist, but the man who suddenly appeared took it very lightly.

He.

Who exactly?

Such questions inevitably surfaced in his mind.

"Hey, I said old man, have you seen enough, just run away when you've seen enough. But at this moment, the little girl beside the man suddenly turned her head and said to Yan Guiqiu.

Her voice was extremely crisp, and there was even a childishness that was disguised.

But what he said was disrespectful.

You must know that looking at the whole world, even the former Yuheng Saint did not dare to talk to him like this, but this girl's words did not have any respect for him at all.

But at this moment, Yan Guiqiu had no time to take care of this matter, and he was still in shock at the sudden appearance of these two people.

He looked at the man stunned, as if trying to know his identity through his back.

But the man just looked up at Lu Lichen standing in the sky, and didn't mean to turn his head at all.

At this time, another figure fell, and Wu Qi, who was anxious when he saw Yan Guiqiu in distress, finally rushed to his master.

"Take him away. The little girl urged, but her eyes stayed on Wu Qi's body for a while, as if she was extremely curious about him.

Wu Qi was naturally very strange about the identities of these two people, but what he really saw was that it was indeed because of the sudden appearance of these two people that he saved his master's life, so he had no time to care about the girl's strange eyes. He nodded to the two of them, it was considered to be a fight, and then he picked up his master, and the spiritual power around him was running, and he flew in the direction of Jiahan County, he knew that his master was still like this, and it would not be beneficial to stay with his cultivation except to give away his life for nothing.

When Wu Qi left with Yan Guiqiu, the girl turned her head sideways to look at the man next to her, and asked with some curiosity, "This is your younger brother?"

The man frowned and nodded, but his gaze kept falling on the black figure above the sky.

His gaze was complicated.

There seems to be anger, there seems to be emotion, and there seems to be pity.

His lips were slightly open, but his throat was a little dry, and he had a thousand words, but he didn't know where to start.

In the end, it was the black figure above the sky that spoke first.

Like the man, he looked straight at him, their eyes intertwined, love and hate.

"Unexpectedly, you're here too. Lu Lichen said this, and there was a rare tremor in his voice, no longer as cold as before.

The man nodded again when he heard this, finally opened his mouth, and said slowly: "The debt you owe, someone has to recover it for others after all." ”

"So you're going to kill me?" a smile suddenly appeared on Lu Lichen's face.

"Naturally. This time, the man's answer was extremely firm and swift.

It was as if he had been carefully preparing for this answer for a long time, and both in tone and tone, showed his inner determination at the moment vividly.

And in fact, he did prepare for a long time.

So long that he forgot how long.

He couldn't even remember how he spent all these years, but only remembered how to kill the Han King in front of him!

Of course, his younger brother.