When the two sides face off, it is difficult to tell whether they are enemies or friends at the moment. []

Jiang Xuyao ​​didn't say anything except the first sentence he said.

Jun Lingyi looked at Jiang Xuyao.

Although he didn't say anything, the murderous aura around him had no intention of hiding it.

Jun Lingyi asked, "Did Xukongzi ask you to come?"

Yan Ning pressed his hand on Jun Lingyi's shoulder.

He took a step forward and said, "Senior Brother, I exchanged my life for Jun Lingyi's life back then. If this contract is invalid because I was not dead, you will stab my heart with a sword.

Let the others go."

The breeze blew across Yan Ning's hair.

The boy had a ribbon on his eyes.

A hint of disgust.

He stopped back.

Just like four years ago, take everything lightly and exchange your life for everything.

After Yan Ning finished speaking, Jiang Xuyao ​​pulled out the Impermanence Sword from the scabbard.

Time is invaded by the times, and it is still impermanent. It takes the soul and life to seek life, and only when you see blood is gone.

This is the impermanent sword soul.

Jun Lingyi has seen Jiang Xuyao ​​dance swords countless times. Now she looks at her familiar face, but she sees a Jiang Xuyao ​​whom she is not familiar with.

The Wuchang Sword was held in his hand, and Jiang Xuyao's eyes were cold and killing. His sword tip pointed at Qin Zhi beside Jun Lingyi, and said without emotion: "I asked them to let you come here because I want to kill him with my own hands.

You guys, it’s been a few years, and I still want to fight with you.”

Qin Zhi frowned, and the cold flames were knocking away where the two eyes intertwined.

Qin Zhi glanced at Jun Lingyi and signaled her to let go.

Jun Lingyi pulled him unobedient.

Her head turned and her eyes fell on Jiang Xuyao ​​again, "Senior Brother, you are the most particular when you kill. Now Qin Zhi is injured and cannot fight you."

“There is no need to be a matter of murder.”

The sword has already seen the light and cannot be retracted.

Jiang Xuyao ​​raised his eyes, as if he had to fight Qin Zhi today.

No one onlookers knew what to do, and Jun Lingyi's face looked extremely ugly.

How did Jiang Xuyao ​​know about their news?

Why did Jiang Xuyao ​​have to kill them?

Is it a Void?

Jun Lingyi doesn't feel like it.

She talked to Qin Zhi that when Qin Zhi defeated the pseudo-Yan Kingdom created by Xukongzi, he did not see Jiang Xuyao.

According to Xukongzi's nature, Jiang Xuyao ​​will definitely be used by him until the last moment.

Jun Lingyi thought, but Qin Zhi patted her hand.

Qin Zhi's eyes also fell on Jiang Xuyao.

He said, "There is no excuse for fighting, I will compete with you."

"But your body now..."

"I'm fine."

Qin Zhi turned his head and smiled slightly at Jun Lingyi.

A reassuring laugh, a too strong smile.

Seeing this smile, Jun Lingyi was even more worried.

Bai Qiaoqiao stepped forward, completely bandaged Qin Zhi's wound, and said, "Prince, I believe you can win."

She smiled at Qin Zhi, and Jun Lingyi and Lu Weichen's eyes fell on her.

Taking advantage of Jun Lingyi's moment of being stunned, Bai Qiaoqiao pulled her away from Qin Zhi.

Qin Zhi took a deep breath and pulled out the Blood-Eating Sword from his waist.

In the duel between masters, the sword was already filled with murderous aura as soon as it was unsheathed.

It was not the first time the two of them fought, but this time the murderous aura was stronger than every time.

It was Jiang Xuyao ​​who changed.

He no longer jokes or imitates.

The murderous aura on his body belongs to him.

He wants to fight, he wants to fight, he wants to fight, he wants to kill the people in front of him one by one.

The wind blows, and everything is silent.

With the sword in hand, the world is competing for the most.

Jiang Xuyao ​​flew down from his horse and headed straight towards Qin Zhi.

Jun Lingyi was panicked and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Bai Qiaoqiao.

Jun Lingyi said: "We can't..."

Bai Qiaoqiao grabbed her hand and whispered: "There are others nearby."

Jun Lingyi was stunned and finally calmed down.

When his attention was incomplete on Qin Zhi and Jiang Xuyao, Jun Lingyi began to find that the grassland around him was not as calm as she thought.

Someone was hiding there.

If they don’t pay for money to block it, it will only be a competition between Qin Zhi and Jiang Xuyao.

If they come forward, they don't know how many people they want.

This is a trap.

No matter which path they choose, they are wrong in the end.

Qin Zhi and Jiang Xuyao ​​fought in full swing, and it was hard to decide the outcome.

Jiang Xuyao ​​said: "You have lost to me once, and this time, you will lose!"

Qin Zhi said: "Not necessarily!"

The blood-eroding sword in Qin Zhi's hand danced very quickly.

It doesn't look like it's hurt at all.

But Jiang Xuyao ​​is not a vegetarian either.

In recent years, although his legend has rarely been heard in the world, his swordsmanship has made great progress.

The two of them had a very stalemate fight, and the remaining few people could only watch from the side.

While watching their fight, Jun Lingyi thought about how to fight with the people in the grass for a while.

Just as they were thinking, a moan suddenly came from Qin Zhi's mouth.

Everyone's expressions were terrified, and their eyes were all looking towards Qin Zhi.

When Qin Zhi drew his sword, the wound on his waist collapsed.

The blood stained the gauze red. Jiang Xuyao ​​seized the opportunity and attacked Qin Zhi's wounds repeatedly.

"don't want!"

Jun Lingyi's voice was almost lost.

She looked in their direction in horror.

It turns out that Jiang Xuyao ​​is not like this!

Even if the opponent is injured, Jiang Xuyao ​​will not continue to attack in the weak direction.

Now his actions are like a murder tool that has completely lost its human nature.

There is only one who wins in his heart.

Not far away is a cliff.

Jiang Xuyao ​​pressed him step by step, forcing Qin Zhi towards the cliff.

Jun Lingyi's eyes were waiting until the maximum.

She can't care about the white and the people in the grass.
To be continued...