Then we can only fight to the death, and we can only fight to the death!
This is Zhou Jianlai, it is his temperament. Sometimes he is shrewd and knows how to advance and retreat, and sometimes he is stupid and risks life and death. In other words, it is not stupid, it is his principles and brotherly loyalty.
Zhou Jianlai's murderous intent was released without any concealment, and those who felt his murderous intent were all trembling in their hearts, because they could clearly feel his determination to die from his murderous intent.
"Brother, don't be impulsive. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's never too late to leave the green hills without having to worry about having firewood." Ruan Xinyuan persuaded anxiously.
Just now he helped Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa because they were enemies of Yaowanggu, which made him happy and fond of him. He was idle, so he might as well help these two people. But at this time, he saw Zhou Jianlai doing something for the opposite sex.
Brother, you burn your life without hesitation, knowing that you are invincible but still fighting to the death with Yu Wenrui. I can't help but be impressed by his heroic spirit, chivalry and courage, and feel admiration and appreciation in my heart. I feel that it is a pity that Zhou Jianlai died in battle like this, so
I was anxious to persuade him, hoping that Zhou Jianlai could calm down.
"There's no time." Zhou Jian glanced at Niu Dawa lying on the ground.
Ruan Xinyuan opened his mouth, but had nothing to say, because Zhou Jian was right, Niu Dawa did not have much time. He suddenly looked at his junior brother and shouted: "Hongyi, lend Zhou your Glazed Light Sword."
Master, please use it."
He gave Zhou Jianlai an apologetic look, indicating that this was all he could do to help. Let him fight Yu Wenrui a few times, which made Yu Wenrui sick. He was more than happy. But if he was allowed to fight Yu Wenrui to the death, there was no chance of winning.
He will never take action rashly.
"Okay!" Guan Hongyi agreed loudly, stepped forward and handed the sword in his hand to Zhou Jianlai.
"Thank you!" Zhou Jianlai thanked him and reached out to take it. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He took back his hand and looked up at the night sky in one direction. Then he bowed and said, "Thank you, master, for giving me the sword!"
Everyone was puzzled and couldn't help but raise their heads and follow Zhou Jianlai's gaze to the night sky. The martial arts training ground in the City Lord's Mansion was open-air, and they only saw the bright moon in the sky and a few scattered stars, and nothing else.
However, he saw Zhou Jianlai suddenly reaching out his hand and grabbing the void. A dark blue sword hilt engraved with simple inscriptions was suddenly grasped in his hand. As his arm retracted, the sword blade was slowly revealed, giving
It feels as if a sword has been pulled out of the endless void.
This sword is all black and green, and the blade is extremely long. It is nearly six feet by visual inspection and about nine inches wide. The thickness in the middle of the blade is up to five inches by visual inspection. This is an extremely rare broad sword and heavy sword. However, the sword is covered with a
Zhou Jianlai held the thick layer of dust in his hand and shook it off. At a glance, he could tell that it was thrown in a corner that had not been touched for many years.
Zhou Jianlai's wrist shook, knocking off all the dust on the sword. The dark blue sword body suddenly glowed with a faint cold light under the firelight, especially the cold blade, which gave people an indestructible sharpness.
"Sword of the King of Wei!" Zhou Jianlai held the sword horizontally in front of him and saw three large characters engraved on the sword near the hilt. He read it in a solemn voice, then his eyes sank and he shouted: "With the heart of my sword, I will give you the heart of Shura."
!When Shura is angry, mountains of corpses and seas of blood will slay gods and demons!"
The heavy sword suddenly trembled violently and buzzed, instantly exuding a monstrous murderous aura, and a large amount of red blood flowed out from the sword body.
That moment completely submerged Zhou Jianlai. Zhou Jianlai's eyes suddenly turned into blood pupils, and his mouth opened with a bloodthirsty and murderous look. For a moment, he really looked like Shura Demon God.
"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!" Ruan Xinyuan looked horrified and shouted repeatedly, retreating and saying: "The King of Wei Sword, the sword of the twelfth generation emperor of the Wei Dynasty, this kid awakened the sword of the twelve generations of emperors of the Wei Dynasty.
You have a murderous heart, if you don’t want to die, stay away! Yuwenrui, just seek death!"
There was no need for Ruan Xinyuan to remind him, and the people around him quickly backed away like a tide, because the murderous aura emanating from Zhou Jianlai's body, no, from King Wei's sword, had already begun to affect their minds.
Yu Wenrui's face also became extremely ugly, and he shouted to Mu Zhaozhao: "Zhaozhao, take Xiaofeng and Xiaoyan away quickly!"
"Kill!" A hoarse and deep roar came from Zhou Jianlai's throat, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
"kill"
The killing sound did not dissipate immediately. Instead, it hovered over the martial arts training ground, and the sound gradually became louder and deafening. At first it was one sound, then two, three, ten, a hundred, and finally thousands of killing sounds.
The sky shook, war horses neighed, war drums roared, and horns clanked.
This was Zhou Jianlai's shouting to kill, but it was clearly the sound of fighting and rushing on the battlefield. It was Emperor Wei leading his imperial army to sweep across the world.
King Wei's sword rolled with blood energy all over the sky, wrapped in twelve golden true dragon sword energy, and slashed towards Yu Wenrui.
Yu Wenrui's expression was solemn, and the long sword in his hand burst out with colorful light, facing the King of Wei's sword.
The two swords struck at one place, the air flow surged and the sword energy raged. Although Yu Wenrui's colorful light was suppressed by the blood energy in the sky, it did not retreat.
Yu Wenrui took the sword and spurted out a blood arrow on the spot, but the solemn look on his face softened a lot, and he sneered: "Although King Wei's sword is strong, you are too weak. You can release its ferocious energy, but you can't."
You can't control its power. With your weak energy and blood, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for much longer."
"Sir, I'm here to help you!" Jin Zhihui swayed and joined the battlefield. The ribbon on her clothes seemed to come alive. It was several feet long, and she rolled up a long sword behind her.
Zhou Jian swept his sword back and forth, tearing the flying ribbon into pieces in an instant, and then slashed at Yu Wenrui with another sword, and twelve golden dragon sword energies came out. Yuwen Rui swung his sword and slashed continuously, and the seven-color sword energy was layered on top.
Stack.
The two fought together, exchanging dozens of moves in an instant. Although Yu Wenrui was at a disadvantage and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, he did not appear defeated.
Jin Zhihui attacked again from behind Zhou Jianlai, with fluttering silk ribbons, and a soft sword with cold light hidden under each ribbon. Zhou Jianlai had to turn around and wave his sword to resist. Jin Zhihui danced, and dozens of silk ribbons concealed soft swords.
She flipped up and down, and performed impressive swordsmanship. Zhou Jianlai was entangled in her for a moment.
When Yu Wenrui had time to breathe, he hurriedly took out a bottle of pills from the pouch at his waist, poured out two pills and took them. His pale face immediately became full of energy.
Jin Zhihui was flexible and did not dare to confront Zhou Jianlai head-on. Seeing that Yu Wenrui had recovered his energy and blood, he immediately distanced himself from Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jianlai did not chase her, and could not catch up. He turned around and pounced on Yuwen Rui again. After doing this again and again, it was obvious that the blood in his body was much weaker.
As Yu Wenrui said, Zhou Jianlai's own strength was too weak.
Although the ferocity of King Wei's sword was aroused, he was unable to control its power, and his own Qi and blood were weak, so he could not hold out for long under the powerful pressure of King Wei's sword.
"This couple of bitches actually bullied a one-armed man with a wheel fight. They are really despicable, shameless and extremely dirty!" Ruan Xinyuan yelled through gritted teeth. But deep in his eyes, there was a trace of hesitation. He had no intention of rushing forward to join the battle.
The impulse was not to help Zhou Jianlai, but because he saw a chance to kill Yu Wenrui. However, the hesitation in his heart was immediately given up as Zhou Jianlai's vitality weakened.
"Why don't you go up and help him? This is a rare opportunity." Not far away, Baili Jingsheng looked at Ruan Xinyuan and asked with a smile in his eyes.
"Not so!" Ruan Xinyuan narrowed the corners of his narrow eyes. He glanced at Baili Jingsheng and returned to the battlefield. He secretly said: "Yu Wenrui's fifteen-color sword has been refined to a nine-color sword, and he only has a nine-color sword."
Using the Seven-Colored Sword is far from showing his strongest combat power, so why doesn't he show his strongest combat power despite being injured?"
After Ruan Xinyuan calmed down from the impulse, he suddenly smelled a conspiracy.
"Big baby?!"
"Who did this?! What happened?!" A roar suddenly exploded next to Ruan Xinyuan, and then he felt the heart-stopping anger and murderous intent.
Ruan Xinyuan hurriedly turned around and saw that Zhang Xiaopeng, who had called the city lord Qi Wuwei away, had returned. He immediately understood why he was so angry and immediately explained: "Brother Niu was poisoned by the Seven Flowers and Seven Insects of Yaowang Valley.
If you don't take the antidote within a quarter of an hour, the sea of qi will dissolve and you will become a useless person. Brother Zhou is asking Yu Wenrui for the antidote."
The roaring person was none other than Zhang Xiaozu. He saw Zhou Jianlai fighting bloody battles, but he was unable to support himself. He was being teased back and forth by Yu Wenrui and Jin Zhihui, and his anger became even more intense. He was about to step forward to help fight and snatch the antidote for Niu Dawa, but he heard
Ruan Xinyuan said: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou can still hold on for a while. The top priority is to save Brother Niu. The unconscious female disciple of Yaowang Valley has the antidote."
Zhang Xiaozu looked in the direction of Ruan Xinyuan's finger, and sure enough he saw three Yaowang Valley disciples wearing ink-wash clothes. One was covered in charcoal and was being helped by someone to stand, one was lying on the ground unconscious, and the other was guarding with a sharp sword.
In their ears.
When Mu Zhaozhao saw Zhang Xiaopou's gaze, he immediately showed a vigilant and hostile look. Tan Junyan, who was covered in black, also gritted his teeth and raised the sharp sword in his hand.
"Junior Brother Tan, Junior Sister Zhao'er, I don't know what kind of conflict has arisen between you, but I hope you can come up with the antidote to detoxify Brother Niu. I am not asking for anyone, but as a friend of both of you, I sincerely hope
You can turn conflicts into friendship. Really, believe me, I am doing it for your own good." Qi Yoyo, who arrived with Zhang Xiaozu, eagerly explained to Tan Junyan and Mu Zhaozhaoquan.
She knew very well the important position of Niu Dawa in Zhang Xiaozhu's heart, and also knew Zhang Xiaozhu's fighting power. If Tan Junyan and Mu Zhaozhao insisted on not handing over the antidote, and without Yu Wenrui's protection, Zhang Xiaozhu would definitely kill them, and
The kind that comes without hesitation.
However, Tan Junyan did not listen to her persuasion at all. He twisted his head and said proudly: "Impossible! The majesty of Yaowang Valley cannot be provoked. Whoever dares to provoke, Yaowang Valley will make him pay a lesson he will never forget!"
"Very good!" The corners of Zhang Xiaozu's mouth raised and he smiled brightly. (https:)
