Su Muyu frowned and looked at the man in red behind Xiao Se, but she was a little stunned when she saw the weapon in his hand.

When Xiao Se heard this, he turned around and saw that it was "Lei Wujie", but what he was holding at the moment was not a sword, but a gun.

"Lei Wujie" walked minding his own business and looked at Su Muyu, "You were not like this before."

"To borrow a sentence from Xiao Han, I am not who I used to be now." Su Muyu put away her sword and cupped her fists and said, "Your Majesty."

"Prince" Xie Qidao also cupped his fists.

"This is the King of Jiangling!" Sikong Qianluo and Tang Lian reacted.

"Uncle Emperor, you..." Xiao Se didn't know how to continue.

"Mu Yu, let's see how my shooting skills are?" Xiao Ruoyu did not answer Xiao Se's words, but walked towards Su Muyu.

"Muyu take it," Su Muyu said.

Xiao Ruoyu nodded, "Very good, I haven't done anything for many years, you are worthy of me."

"I only make one move, and you take it. If you can't take it, you can't take it."

Su Muyu also nodded and raised the sword in his hand, "Your Majesty, this is also my last sword. I wonder if you are satisfied with it?"

"Okay" Xiao Ruoyu held a silver gun, and the tip of the gun kept flashing with cold light.

"I also have a shot, Duan Feng!"

"Duan Feng!" Sikong Qianluo was shocked, but his eyes couldn't leave "Lei Wujie".

"Chu He, how about letting me see your Wuji stick?" Xiao Ruoyu looked at Xiao Se.

"yes."

Su Muyu stabbed at Xiao Ruoyu with his heart sword. The sword was like rain, cutting continuously, unable to stop, thin and entangled. He finally thrust out the sword, no longer harsh, no longer chilling, but worthy of a point.

A beautiful sword.

"Lei Wujie" also waved the spear in his hand at this time, and at the moment he waved it, a long wind blew up, and it was as cold as a thousand swords thrust out at the same time!

"Keep an eye on it, Xiao Qianluo."

One was holding a gun, the other was holding a sword, and the two figures passed by.

Su Muyu gently twirled the Heart Sword and touched the ground with the sword. Blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth and dripped on the ground.

"Senior Brother, have you seen clearly?" Sikong Qianluo looked at Tang Lian and asked.

"I..." Tang Lian smiled awkwardly and looked at "Lei Wujie" "I didn't see clearly."

"Very good, but I still like you as you were before," Xiao Ruoyu said slowly.

In the eyes of everyone, the winner has been decided at this stop.

Just a moment later, Su Muyu's knees suddenly softened and he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Huh?" Xiao Ruoyu suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiao Se.

I saw a figure already behind Xiao Se, it was Xie Qidao, "Die."

Xiao Se turned his head hurriedly and saw that Xie Qidao, who was covered in blood, had already punched him.

He has never seen such a fierce punch, such a punch full of death! Xie Qidao wanted to kill Xiao Se, but when he threw this punch, he was already dead. This punch, with

Following the Anhe River, the head of the Xie family has honed his cultivation for more than fifty years!

Xiao Se picked up the Wuji stick and tried to block it, but was still punched and sent flying far away.

"Xiao Se!" Ye Ruoyi hurriedly rushed over, caught the knocked-out Xiao Se, and slid back for more than thirty steps before finally stopping. This shows how amazing the power of this last punch was.

Xie Qidao turned to look at Xiao Ruoyu and said, "Xie Qidao killed a total of 323 people in his life. According to Beili's laws, he will die as Ling Chi."

"Your Majesty, may I?"

Xiao Ruoyu did not speak, but looked at Xie Qidao.

"Of course, you can die and don't retreat!"

After he finished speaking, he still stood upright with his eyes open, but his body never moved any more.

Xiao Ruoyu walked to Xiao Se, squatted down slightly, reached out to feel his pulse, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "God wants you to be like this, so be it."

"Uncle, what's going on? His pulse is very bad now," Ye Ruoyi said hurriedly.

Xiao Ruoyu stood up slowly and met Xiao Se's gaze, "You let me see the you before, but it's not the you before. I like you very much this time and look forward to your return home."

"Is it you alone, or is there someone accompanying you?"

After saying this, Lei Wujie closed his eyes, his body softened, and he fell to the ground.

"Uncle, why are you gone? What should I do with Xiao Se?" Sikong Qianluo's face was full of anxiety.

"It's not easy for uncle to come out once. Possessing Lei Wujie this time has been the greatest help to us." Ye Ruoyi also understood what Xiao Ruoyu said at this time."

Suddenly a shout came from far away, "I'm back."

At this time, Lei Wujie, who was sleeping next to him, woke up. His body was extremely sore, but he also felt an unknown energy flowing through his body. It was as if he had been promoted to a new level.

"This..." Lei Wujie saw Xiao Se lying in Ye Ruoyi's arms, and immediately felt a breath of air coming from him, but when he saw the injuries on his body, he did not take action.

Xiao Se fell into Ye Ruoyi's arms, and the Wuji stick fell aside. He breathed a long sigh of relief: "He's here, he's saved."

Lei Wujie also heard the shouting and said helplessly: "It's possible that he is going to save my sister. He is free to save you."

"You..." Xiao Se suddenly turned his head and spat out mouthfuls of blood. He didn't know if he was offended by Lei Wujie's words.

"Uncle didn't tell me how to save you, what should I do?" Ye Ruoyi said. Her eyes were full of anxiety.

"Uncle Huang said, I can't die, don't worry." Xiao Se also understood that what Xiao Ruoyu said to him, there was still a chance of improvement.
Chapter completed!