Ge Xinglie still showed no signs of coming, You Xiahan no longer had the mind to count on foreign aid, with a desperate expression on her face, she suddenly made a move that made everyone stunned - she raised the Heavenly Dragon Sword with her trembling right hand and laid it across her neck.

"Devil, don't be complacent, Senior Brother and Brother Xinglie will definitely avenge me!"

Qin Yan was also shocked. This is the first time in his life that he has encountered a character who is about to commit suicide before he can fight.

Some of the enemies who fought with him in the past surrendered without a fight, those who delayed time and tried their best to escape, those who knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and those who desperately wanted to bite a piece of your flesh, but they had never encountered someone who wanted to kill himself with a sword before the fight began.

There are many wonders in the world, and today is an eye-opener.

"Boom!" At this time, the Zen staff that was picked up by You Xiahan fell down, and it was just inserted into the ground between the two, and the bottom end was deeply embedded in the rock.

Qin Yan watched the sharp blade cut a bloody mark on the woman's delicate neck, and the red liquid gurgled out, and secretly said in his heart: "It's okay, save a lot of hands and feet, and lest Young Master Ben be mistaken for a cruel and bloody person." ’

But You Xiahan's blade only cut through a layer of delicate epidermis, and she felt the feeling of hot and humid liquid flowing out, but her courage to see death disappeared without a trace in an instant, her arms trembled slightly, and the rest of the movements could not be carried out no matter what.

If you can't kill yourself in one go, you won't have the courage to do it a second time. You Xiahan remembered Master's kind face, remembered Senior Brother's gentle expression, and remembered what Brother Xinglie had said to him back then...... There are so many things worth remembering in the world, how can she be willing to leave?

However, if it falls into the hands of the demon on the other side, he will be insulted in all kinds of ways, and he will be so restrained that Brother Xinglie will become a burden to him, so what's the point of living like this......

Thinking about it, tears welled up in her eyes, but that sword didn't have the courage to go further after all.

Qin Yan frowned. Didn't this woman say that she wanted to kill herself, why did her mother-in-law and mother go back on her word?

He stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "You want to stall?"

This sentence provoked You Xia Han's delicate body to tremble, and he pulled the Heavenly Dragon Sword away from his neck, and the tip of the sword pointed directly in the direction where Qin Yanxing came from, and screamed in a miserable voice: "I'll fight with you!"

The flying sword qi blew the strands of Qin Yan's forehead, and it also caused a wisp of yin and ruthlessness to flash between his eyebrows. That's it, since you don't want to go on the road, then the young master will give you a ride with his own hands, just to vent the anger in the young master's heart!

You Xiahan pounced, the sword roared like thunder, and the sound of a dragon's groan faintly sounded in the air. This sword is majestic, and it is indeed not an insult to the name of the Heavenly Dragon. Replaced by Qin Yan a few days ago, he had to avoid the edge for the time being when he was unarmed. But now he has no plans to do so. He looked coldly at You Xiahan, whose face was pale and tears had not dried, but he didn't let a single step, but slowly raised his right hand.

'He wants to catch me with the palm of his flesh!'

This thought came to You Xiahan's mind, although the Heavenly Dragon Sword was incomparably sharp, but he didn't dare to slack off at all, a dull cry came out of his throat, and the true qi of his whole body was concentrated on the sharp edge of the sword, and the sword power of his body and mind suddenly merged into one, turning into a frightening lightning that cut through the void, and shot towards the towering figure in front of him.

The speed of the sword is beyond the scope of ordinary people's perception. Before Qin Yan's five fingers could be closed, the sharp and cold sword qi had already passed through the gap between his fingers, piercing his chest without any condensation!

Qin Yan still had a gloomy expression on his face, as if he hadn't even had time to react to the fact that he had been hit by a sword. You Xiahan's heart was also happy, but her smile froze on her face before it could bloom, because she had already pierced Qin Yan through, and her whole person crashed into the air but she threw herself into the other party's arms, without any feeling of force, only the remaining colorful colors slowly dissipated in front of her eyes.

'Afterimage?'

The thought came to her mind, and her whole body was drenched in ice water, and before fear filled her heart, she suddenly felt a pain in her right shoulder, and her whole arm lost sensation in an instant.

Then, she saw a sword light rise from her eyes, a bronze halo, the incomparably familiar Celestial Dragon Sword, slashing towards its owner at this moment, and was about to cut off its head along the trail left by the self-slaughter just now.

'Dead ......' sighed slightly in his heart, after all, he was still very unwilling.

At this moment, the air seemed to shake, and all the voices within a radius of several miles were silent for a moment, and everything was covered with a layer of gray luster.

Qin Yan's chest frantically swelled with a feeling of extreme danger, and before he could finish slashing this sword, he turned halfway and turned around and swung towards the place where the crisis arose.

Far away, someone is coming.

The sky is clear, the birds are extinguished, and all life is taken away. Suddenly, a strong aura rose up, like a fire burning in the night, sweeping and approaching in an instant. It was a black figure, and the pupils that had shrunk into a little were first reflected in Qin Yan's eyes, the fierce flames in it were burning, the bronze face was glowing with a metallic cold luster, and the purple flame long sword in his hand drew suffocating marks in the void.

"Song Xinglie—"

Before Qin Yan finished his sentence, the fierce sword burning with purple ghost flames had already been handed to him, and in a blink of an eye, the Heavenly Dragon Sword that he swung out had already been split, and the joyful fierce flames swept up along the sleeves of his clothes, licking towards his right arm and shoulder.

Qin Yan snorted, blessed the sword with Buddha power, and used the blade to run the supernatural power, the Heavenly Dragon Sword miraculously passed through the half-foot void, just under the Ziyan Fierce Sword, and the two touched violently, producing a piercing sound on his shoulder.

Qin Yan's shoulders trembled slightly, and he leaned back, his body melting into the air. But Ge Xinglie is not a so-called master in the world, and he will never let him get away, so he snorted coldly and hurried over.

The scattered brown hair flew in the air, and the powerful swordsman swung his long sword, as if a scene of purple mist was rising, and it slammed into the bronze blade, and the hedged sword qi and purple flame stirred up a violent and chaotic air flow, Qin Yan was blown off the ground, and flew back backwards at a faster speed, but he had lost his balance.

Ge Xinglie took a step forward and caught up again. After a flash of sword light, a dull sound of wind and thunder rolled in backwards.

Qin Yan saw the purple flame on his head slashing down, and he had to block it horizontally, the fierce force came from his right arm, and his body suddenly lost his balance like a falling leaf, but he still failed to seal the terrifying power of this sword, and the bronze sword was forced by the purple flame to press down on the top of his head. He was horrified, and suddenly raised his left hand and propped it on the scorched sword, and his arms together could withstand this fierce momentum.

'How did this guy's power become so terrifying?'

Puzzled in his heart, his figure fell sharply, and "Click" stepped on a rock, his heel sinking deeply, barely blocking this crazy sword.