Xie Junhe could only hear Konoha's leisurely footsteps slowly moving towards him, as well as his chaotic heartbeat. I haven't tasted such a strong fear in many years. I can't even tell what I'm afraid of. Even Chu Tao ...... My heart was empty, and I suddenly lost my confidence.

Konoha suddenly laughed gloomily: "The parchment roll is no longer in my hand." Chu Tao had already lost. It's just the revenge of the Tiger Cliff. ”

Xie Junhe looked at him, suddenly relieved, and sneered back: "It's okay." The remnant sword slowly unsheathed and stood between him and Konoha. Lost. Since you lose, what are you afraid of? It's a big deal to lose again, throw your life here, and bury yourself in Bilian Island with the two most famous sons on the north and south sides of the strait behind you.

"You killed so many people on the south bank, you don't care about one more ...... me," he said, but he was secretly scolding Chu Tao in his heart, "Don't always treat Lao Tzu as a wine bag and rice bag." Lao Tzu hasn't admitted defeat yet, you kid is not allowed to pick a child!"

Konoha's eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was furious. When the old rivals saw each other, they were very red-eyed. With a flick of the long sleeves, the brilliance of the Green Snake Sword suddenly distorted like a turbulent wave.

The remnant sword fought back like a tiger wolf.

Confrontation, entanglement, struggle, rush, roll.

Black and white shadows entangled into a gray mist. Whine.

Neck and neck.

In fact, it was Xie Jun and Death biting Konoha and not letting go. In the close-fitting grappling, no one can use tricks, just a fight.

Konoha immediately realizes that he has been fooled. He had to admit: Xie Junhe is no longer the "waste" in his mouth. This is no longer a machine living to kill, and certainly not a walking corpse about to drown in self-pity. Through the black pupils, you can see that this person's blazing heart is burning. Through the sound of crackling and cracking swords, you can hear the grievances that a chivalrous man should have.

Xie Junhe had only one thought in his mind - he couldn't just throw Chu Tao down, just like he couldn't leave Chu Xuehai to Zhao Haijun. When this thought strongly occupied all of his consciousness, even more important than his own life, at this time, it no longer mattered what sword he held and what martial arts he mastered. Because he suddenly found that there were still some things that were worth fighting with his sword and worth exchanging his life. Suddenly found that his sword was not heinous.

In the thin shell, there is a belief in desperately defending.

At this moment, Qin Shi's Heavenly Questioning Knife slashed towards Konoha's back.

Konoha hurriedly jumped out of the way, dodging straight away, and the Karala fell like thunder, and the knife had already struck the bluestone slab where he was standing all over the cracks. Before he could come back to his senses, Xie Junhe's remnant sword had already come towards him. Konoha hurriedly fell on his back, the blade of the sword gently brushing against his face, intertwined with the original old scar and carved into a cross.

In the gap between Konoha dodging, Xie Junhe asked Qin Shi, "Which side are you standing on?"

Qin Shi smiled heavily: "Master Chu is my friend. ”

Xie Junhe sneered: "Friends will do black hands?"

Qin Shi took a deep breath, endured the pain of broken ribs and said, "I'll give him back with my life." ”

Konoha raised his hand to the horizontal sword, and the blue light of the green snake sword was dazzling, and it quickly washed towards the two of them like a waterfall.

Xie Junhe had already jumped up and jumped away before he could make a move. Qin Shi was exhausted under the combo. In an instant, the placket had been torn in several places. In the dead end, Qin Shi could not retreat and crashed into the pillar stone behind him. Qin Shi, who was seriously injured, really didn't have much combat power. The corners of Konoha's mouth have sketched a victor's smile.