Blood drops dripped along the blade of the blade, and mixed with the melted snow water, melted into the ground.
Blood and snow, red and white complement each other.
In the distance, soldiers were shouting and fighting. The soldiers of Zhongxing Mansion and the soldiers of Zhenfu Envoy were fighting together.
Wan Jian Zong is still fighting with the special forces.
Zhuo Junyanshang hugged Yu Weiyang and spoke softly, as if he had not yet recovered from the severe trauma.
Di Qingxia was very anxious, but he had no choice.
Only after passing the level of Rong Feixue could he kill Zhuo Junyan - even though he could also see it, it seemed, seemed, probably... Zhuo Junyan had been freed from the out-of-control state.
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But he was still unwilling to give up his last effort.
He looked at Rong Feixue, his eyes full of hope.
Rong Feixue lowered his head and looked at the ground, as if there was something beautiful on the ground that attracted him.
"Even if I'm helping you, I'm not his opponent." He said.
But he had no objection.
Di Qingxia said: "He is injured, now is the best opportunity!"
Rong Feixue asked, "Do you know who I am, Bhikkhu Lin?"
Upon hearing this, Di Qingxia's heart sank.
He sighed: "Those are all in the past, and we will never bring harm to future generations."
Rong Feixue said: "Why do you think I want to kill him? To avenge my father?"
Di Qingxia was stunned: "No?"
Rong Feixue shook his head gently: "Biqiu Lin is a bastard who does many evil things and kills people without mercy. Although Wanjian Sect is not a good person, killing him is not to uphold justice, but in the end, killing him is all right!"
Di Qingxia opened her mouth in surprise.
Rong Feixue said: "I didn't kill Yan Kurong for the sake of Bizhu Lin. I killed Yan Kurong because he wanted to hunt down Bizhu Lin's descendants. He knew that the descendants of the host would always have some benefits! He wanted to get it, so
He chases and kills."
Rong Feixue smiled: "Although Lin Biqiu is a bastard, at least he is a fairly competent father. He did retain some benefits, but instead brought disaster."
He looked at the knife in his hand and said: "Yan Kurong killed my mother, my sister, and eighteen members of my family, but that's not all. He also killed the servants and their families... The emperor killed people, but that was nothing.
He is going to kill the nine tribes of you, but he is going to kill the nine tribes plus sitting together, and then the other nine tribes after sitting together..."
Di Qingxia was silent.
Rong Feixue smiled and pointed at Li Shuangquan behind him, then at the soldiers fighting around him, and at Feihua Tower in the distance, where a group of strong men finally appeared.
Rong Feixue said: "Their families were all killed by Yan Kurong! And he did all this just to find the legendary Linglong Moon."
Upon hearing this, Di Qingxia's expression changed: "Damn it!"
"He really deserves to die!" Rong Feixue's face darkened.
When they were talking, Zhuo Junyan had already stood up.
He takes action.
One sword swept out ten thousand rays of light!
This sword was actually aimed at Bai Xiangnan!
Bai Xiangnan was shocked.
His martial arts skills were higher than Li Shuangquan's, and he had more bodyguard masters. However, in the previous battle, a large number of masters were killed by Rong Feixue, and he was seriously injured by Li Shuangquan's sneak attack. Now he is at the end of his strength.
Zhuo Junyan actually attacked him at this moment?
Why?
He dared to come because Zhuo Junyan had the confidence to dare not take action against the imperial court, and he had the Wanjian Sect as his backing!
But now, his backing is shattered and his confidence is gone.
Yan Kurong died, and Zhuo Junyan actually ignored the majesty of the imperial court?
"Zhuo Junyan, I am your Majesty's man!" he shouted, venting his last stubborn resistance.
Zhuo Junyan said coldly: "I don't care!"
The consequences of killing him are serious.
But Zhuo Junyan didn't care.
He is willing to do some right things, but isn't it just to be able to do some not-so-right things sometimes in life?
Zhuo Junyan now hates Bai Xiangnan so much that he doesn't care about the consequences.
Kill him, then hurry up!
The sword's edge reaches his body. If he is hit by this sword, Bai Xiangnan will die.
At this moment, Rong Feixue actually took action.
He spoke to Di Qingxia and shot with his back turned.
The sword came out and flew across the sky, blocking the Wujiu sword.
"Huh?" Zhuo Junyan looked at him.
Rong Feixue didn't look back and stared at Di Qingxia: "He can't die! If he dies, you will be in great trouble. You are not yet at the point where you can fight against the sect and the court at the same time."
Zhuo Junyan smiled: "They have already taken action."
"There is a solution."
"What method?"
Li Shuangquan raised his hand, and all the officers and soldiers retreated at the same time.
At the same time, Li Shuangquan threw a note to Zhuo Junyan.
Zhuo Junyan took it, looked at it carefully, and his expression changed slightly: "Is that so?"
He was happy.
Looking at Bai Xiangnan: "Good guy, you've hidden it deep enough. It turns out you are a craftsman of Gao Lin Kingdom!"
Hearing this, Bai Xiangnan's expression changed.
Even Di Qingxia was stunned.
What?
Bai Xiangnan jumped up with a sharp hiss, and Li Shuangquan had already shouted: "Bai Xiangnan is traitorous to the country. I have irrefutable proof. Generals, please don't capture him yet!"
When these words came out, all the officers and soldiers were stunned at the same time.
Is this true?
Looking at Bai Xiangnan's reaction again, he screamed loudly and flew with remote control, without any explanation.
This is undoubtedly solid.
The next moment, thousands of arrows were fired, and countless arrows missed and shot towards Bai Xiangnan.
Zhuo Junyan waved the sword in his hand, and the sword light swept away all the arrows.
What's going on?
Zhuo Junyan already said: "Bai Xiangnan is a traitor and should be caught alive... He is the governor after all, so we must give him a chance to distinguish himself before the saints!"
After hearing this, the crowd surged and rushed towards Bai Xiangnan.
Bai Xiangnan screamed and ran wildly, followed by countless people chasing after him.
Zhuo Junyan did not go over, but just looked at Li Shuangquan.
Li Shuangquan smiled slightly and picked up the iron-blooded gun: "I have met Yuan Zhuo."
Zhuo Junyan nodded and looked at Di Qingxia again: "The Starfire Alliance has been chasing for thousands of years. They have sufficient means and many layouts. They have seen and learned. Unfortunately, after thousands of years of accumulation, there are many future troubles. If you detonate any one, it will be trouble."
Di Qingxia smiled bitterly.
Yes, that’s right!
Rong Feixue is an example.
Bhikkhu Ling did not cause any trouble to them, but his son caused big trouble!
And there won’t be only one such trouble!
Thousands of years of pursuit, thousands of years of accumulation, leaving countless hidden dangers!
Di Qingxia sighed: "What I'm saying is that every pursuit, while completing the mission, also leaves wounds on one's body. After thousands of years of accumulation, it will eventually be overwhelmed."
Li Shuangquan also said: "The general trend of the world is that if we divide for a long time, we will unite, and if we unite for a long time, we will divide. The prosperity will eventually decline, and the wasteland will be reborn. The Starfire Alliance has won for nearly a thousand years, and it is time to fail!"
Di Qingxia snorted angrily: "It may not be now, it won't be today!"
After he said that, he stabbed Zhuo Junyan with his sword.
Zhuo Junyan sneered and fought back, only to find that Di Qingxia's sword stabbed farther and farther...
He is retreating!
It was obvious that he was jumping forward, but he was retreating.
The sword energy surged and stabbed the face, but the man flew as fast as lightning.
He retreated even faster than he rushed forward!
Good guy!
Wulin moonwalk?
Zhuo Junyan was surprised and admired him, turned his seal into a fist, and punched out.
The waves of this fist are endless, like a fist that breaks the sky, showing boundless domineering power.
Sword light filled the sky, turning into a boundless sword array.
At this moment, all the disciples of the Wanjian Sect drew their swords at the same time, using the Object Swordsmanship and the Unparalleled Sword Formation. The sky was filled with dapples, and countless swords were shattered by Zhuo Junyan's punch.
The next moment, silhouettes of people and birds were seen, like smoke and clouds. These disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were already escaping quickly, followed by the sound of large gunshots.
Bloody flowers appeared in the sky, and no trace of the person was seen.
Zhuo Junyan grinned: "I accepted it, and it really worked."
For the first time in my life, I hated my lack of speed.
Unable to kill his opponent, Zhuo Junyan was able to pick it up and put it down, and walked towards Rong Feixue.
Putting his hand on Rong Feixue's shoulder, he said, "Thank you very much this time."
But Rong Feixue spat out a large mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.
He fell headlong into the snow.
The blood mixed with the snow, and a red flower bloomed on the ground.
"Xiaodou!" Lin Shuangquan shouted and rushed over to hug Rong Feixue.
Two figures rushed over.
It's Gongsun Jianniang and Shi Xiang.
The eighteen heroes from Feihua Tower rushed over and knelt beside Rong Feixue together.
Shi Xiang shouted: "Zhuo Yuanzhang, please save him!"
Zhuo Junyan did not hesitate and raised his hand to grant Rong Feixue a spell.
But the next moment, his expression froze and his tone was cryptic: "We can't save him, he is a stranger."
What?
Shi Xiang was stunned: "My master is not a stranger, he has no magic skills!"
"No, he is!" Li Shuangquan said in a cryptic voice: "His magic is nine lives! He has nine lives and can be reborn after death. This was how he escaped Yan Kurong's pursuit.
.But he has a heart-breaking knife and fights powerful enemies along the way. Although he has built a foundation, he will inevitably hurt himself...This time, it is his last life!"
Shi Xiang looked at Rong Feixue in astonishment.
Rong Feixue nestled in the arms of the two girls.
His face was miserable and his blood was pale, but he still smiled: "When I was a child, my mother always held me in her arms, fearing that I would run away. It was just because I was too naughty that I didn't cherish my life. I didn't know how to avoid danger, and I was ignorant.
When I understood, I wasted several lives... My mother was afraid that something might happen to me, so she always held me in her arms and never let go of me no matter where I went. That day, it snowed so heavily... Yan Kurong came... He
When she killed my mother, she was still holding me. She said, don’t wake up in a hurry... This time, I won’t wake up again.”
Rong Feixue's voice gradually dropped.
He tilted his head and died.
A strand of white hair fluttered in front of his forehead, falling from Shi Xiang's palm.
Eternal sorrow and human resentment turn into spring rain and disperse with the wind.