Yan Li never gave up in his life. Whether it was his blind persistence when he was driven by hatred or his confusion and decadence to lose his goal of hatred, he would not choose to "take the neck and be killed". In his more than 20 years of practice, he had fought hundreds of times in all directions, and had already developed a fighting instinct from his bones, so he didn't say anything at this moment, just silently took out the green steel sword.

This world is neither black nor white. Any oppression must be rebellious. No matter what position you are in, what kind of conspiracy you are planning, what kind of plan you are carrying out, and what kind of wishes you are going well, you need arduous struggles.

When Yan Li held the sword and stood up, Su Xingyu immediately felt a sense of oppression. His limbs were cold, as if he had been cut into thousands of pieces by the opponent in his mind. A fine cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. Now he knew what it was like to be an enemy of Yan Li. It seemed that there was no one in front of him, but an ordinary sword. The sword stood there in an ordinary way, without the courage of Mount Tai, nor the sharp edge that penetrated into the bone marrow. The key points around his body seemed to be completely exposed, as if as soon as he moved, he would immediately die and die.

The last time he gave Su Xingyu such a terrifying thing was Yan Shiyi; but the latter relied on superman's cultivation and terrifying strength. What did Yan Li rely on? He obviously could not use true qi, so the Qi Domain could not be expanded, so naturally the sword technique could not be used. Isn't this situation "let the meat of a mermaid"?

Su Xingyu couldn't figure it out because he had never had an in-depth understanding of Yan Li. He only knew that what was in front of him was a mountain, and to achieve his goal, he needed more than a little effort to climb. Now he realized that even if the swordsman in front of him could not use his true energy, even if he did not have a sword in his hand, even if he cut off his hands, he would still be an opponent who would do his best.

"Divine Realm, Qiankun Cauldron!"

At the beginning of the battle, the two of them no longer had a conversation, but the confrontation between the breath made Su Xingyu's mood change drastically, so the divine realm was just taken. The divine realm was expanded and the divine realm was immediately dominated by a hundred feet. The magic weapon "Thousand Butterflies" were all out. With the sound of "Dingling" it condensed on the top of his head and turned into a giant tripod like a hill.

"Dong--"

As if the bell rang, the palace was instantly destroyed.

Yan Li's pupils shrank, and he blocked Chen Yuxiu's sideways. The shock wave passed by, and he felt that all his internal organs were hit hard. In the tinnitus of the "rumbling" ears, he could vaguely hear the little girl's scream. Without looking back, he knew that her small body was like paper-made, swept away by the shock wave and fell to the other end of the palace.

The green steel sword had been broken long ago when the giant tripod made a sound, and Yan Li only had a broken sword left in his hand.

"Do you die!" Su Xingyu's eyes were sharp and he mobilized the true energy in his body. The Qiankun Cauldron immediately vibrated.

"Dong--"

The second sound of the giant tripod was even more powerful than the first time. The shock wave pushed the air out of the waves visible to the naked eye, surging wildly, like a tsunami caused by a storm, heading towards Yan Li.

Yan Li's pupils were suddenly dark, and the broken sword in his hand emitted a subtle dark light, like a phenomenon after the "force" condensed to a certain extent. His right foot stepped on the ground, and the person had already penetrated like an arrow from a string. It seemed that the shock waves that seemed to collide with a tsunami, but in fact he had already used the "sword heart" to see the gap.

It was almost time for him to say that, almost as the Qiankun Cauldron was shaking, Yan Li had already moved. When the shock wave was emitted, Yan Li had already crossed over incredibly and handed out the broken sword in his hand.

"You..." The divine realm was broken layer by layer, and the broken sword had instantly stabbed Su Xingyu's throat. His face turned pale suddenly, with both incredible fear and self-feeling weakness. He found that as long as the sword was in this person's hands, it seemed that all beings were equal.

laugh!

There is no doubt that it was the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh. He thought he would die, but the unexpected pain did not happen. He shook his dizzy head and saw that someone had blocked the attack for him.

Yan Li was not expected. Looking at the sad and relieved expression on Su Rongrong's face, he silently released the hilt of the sword, staggered back a few steps, and finally failed to stop and sat down on the ruins. "Is it worth it?"

Su Rongrong smiled at him, and wanted to speak, blood flowed first.

The Qiankun Cauldron disappeared and became a "thousand butterflies" again.

Su Xingyu subconsciously held Su Rongrong from behind and said hoarsely: "When will you come."

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"I have been there..." Su Rongrong said softly. Her life power was rapidly losing, so every word was lighter than the next one.

"Why do you want to save me?" Su Xingyu said in a trembling voice.

"I heard that those who die late will have to endure loneliness for a long time, long time..." Su Rongrong looked at her husband with a smile, "I am a selfish person, that's all..."

Hearing these words, Su Xingyu's strength was exhausted, and he couldn't help but sit down, holding Su Rongrong's arms, his eyes irresistible, "You know, I don't love you..."

"Yes, I know... Every time I cook for you, I care about you or not, cut clothes for you, and worry about you wearing them or not... You don't know who I am, the whole world of food I cook is salivating... The clothes I cut are not much worse than Yunshuixie... But in you, they are ordinary, I feel very distressed... No matter what I do for you, you will not be happy... I feel very distressed..." Su Rongrong tried her best to raise her hand, as if she wanted to touch Su Xingyu's face for the last time, but she couldn't. Her life was not much left, like a withered petal, just like a soft and soft flower.

At this time, Su Xingyu felt a sense of sadness from the bottom of his heart. In the past few years, those bitter, sweet, sour, spicy, and ordinary surprises, everything related to her, rushed into his mind. He smiled bitterly, and the power of tears seemed to have been exhausted and soft, "I just went to look for you, not knowing that you were going to save people, but just getting used to your existence. I don't love you, but I can no longer live without you." After saying that, he picked up Su Rongrong's body and walked away slowly.

The night was completely dark.

Many bright lights created by divine lights surged towards this hall.

If there was such a person who was famous in the Three Realms and just carried a huge reward, and was seriously injured and lost all his resistance, wouldn’t it be equivalent to a peerless treasure without a master? No matter who sees it, he will probably scramble to snatch it.

Yan Li was bathed in various divine lights. The truth was not important at all. They only needed a head that could bring them supreme honor. Yan Li fainted before he could gather his strength to resist.
Chapter completed!