Xie Junhe could only hear Konoha's leisurely footsteps slowly moving towards him, and his own chaotic heartbeat. He had not experienced such strong fear in many years. He couldn't even tell what he was afraid of. Even Chu Tao...

My heart felt empty, and I suddenly lost my confidence.

Konoha suddenly smiled sinisterly: "The parchment is no longer in my hand. Chu Tao has lost. The only thing left is the revenge of Huya."

Xie Junhe looked at him, suddenly relieved, and sneered back: "It doesn't matter." The broken sword slowly took out its sheath and stood between him and Konoha. Lost. Since you lost, what are you afraid of? What a big deal.

If he loses another game, throws his life here, and is buried in Bilianzhou together with the two most famous young masters on both sides of the North and South, this life will not be in vain.

"You killed so many people on the south bank, and you don't care if there's one more of me..." He said this, but he was secretly scolding Chu Tao in his heart, "Don't always treat me like a loser. I haven't given up yet, so you kid can't give up!"

Konoha's eyes were bloodshot, and he was furious. The old rival was extremely jealous when he saw each other. His long sleeves shook, and the light of the Green Snake Sword suddenly distorted like a raging wave.

Broken Sword fights back like a tiger or a wolf.

Confrontation, entanglement, struggle, rushing, rolling.

Black shadows and white shadows intertwined into gray mist, making a whining sound.

Evenly matched.

In fact, it was Xie Jun and Shi who were clinging to Konoha. In a close fight, no one could use any tricks, and they only fought hard.

Konoha immediately realized that he had been fooled. He had to admit: Xie Junhe was no longer the "trash" he called him. This was no longer a machine that lived to kill people, and certainly not a walking corpse that was about to drown in self-pity.

.Through the black pupils, you can see the man's fiery heart burning. Through the angry sound of the crackling sword, you can hear the clear sense of grudges and grudges that a knight should have.

There was only one thought in Xie Junhe's mind - he couldn't just leave Chu Tao behind, just like he couldn't leave Chu Xuehai to Zhao Haijun. When this thought occupied all his consciousness, it was even more powerful than his own life.

More importantly, at this time, it no longer mattered what sword he was holding or what martial arts secrets he had mastered. Because he suddenly discovered that there were still some things worth fighting with his own sword and worth paying for with his own life.

Suddenly, he discovered that his sword was not heinous.

The skinny body contained the belief that he would fight to the death to defend.

Just at this moment, Qin Shi's Wentian Sword flashed with cold light and slashed towards Konoha's back.

Konoha hurriedly jumped away, dodged, and struck down like thunder. The sword had hit the bluestone slab where he was standing, causing cracks all over it. Before he could recover, Xie Junhe's broken sword was already facing him.

The door came. Konoha fell backwards in a hurry, and the sword edge gently brushed against his face, intersecting with the old scars and carving a cross.

While Konoha was dodging, Xie Junhe asked Qin Shi: "Whose side are you on?"

Qin Shi smiled broadly: "Headmaster Chu is my friend."

Xie Junhe sneered: "Will friends do evil things?"

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

Konoha raised his hand and raised his sword, the green snake sword's green light was dazzling, and quickly washed towards the two of them like a waterfall.

Xie Junhe had already jumped up and escaped before he made his move. Qin Shi was tired of parrying under the continuous attacks. In an instant, his clothes had been torn in several places. In the blind spot, Qin Shi could not retreat.
Chapter completed!