Volume 7 Ma Mingfeng Xiaoxiao, The Young Man Raises His Sword
"No, brother! Leave me a way to live!..." Yang Han's eyes were full of fear, and he begged frantically as he struggled to his death.
The shadows of the swords were continuous, converging into one point in an instant, and falling rapidly towards Yang Han.
However, He Changjing, who originally had a look of resentment in his eyes, suddenly had a look of hesitation on his face at the last moment.
The sword edge that was originally falling suddenly froze in mid-air and has not yet fallen.
Although he had a deep hatred for him, the man in front of him was his brother. The helpless and desperate look in the heavy snow; the simple and honest figure who used to do any work in his house;
The figure of two people drinking wine and talking happily, getting drunk with Ning tincture; once under the starry sky, the two figures competed in martial arts and talked about speculation at night.
How could he forget everything...
Now, are you really going to die in your own hands? Everything will disappear under your sword...
He Changjing was a nostalgic person, and when it really came to a life-or-death situation, he suddenly couldn't bear to take his life.
Even though I killed him ten times, he still felt that he could not forgive his hatred.
However, the dead are gone, and Master also said that the living should not commit more evils... I'm afraid, the Shadow Division is not the right path to see the light after all... You should leave earlier.
yes......
Perhaps, everything was his fault. If he hadn't dragged Yang Han to join the Shadow Division, why would there have been all the things that happened in the future.
Yang Han could see that He Changjing hesitated, so he rushed over desperately, grabbed He Changjing's legs, and kept begging.
: "Brother, please let me live. From now on, I will remain anonymous and will no longer do evil...Brother, I beg you, little brother!"
As he spoke, he hugged He Changjing's leg and shook it vigorously.
He Changjing's heart was ups and downs, and he was in a dilemma for a moment. He looked at the begging Yang Han at his feet, then looked up at the night sky, sighed, closed his eyes slightly, and shed tears.
Just give him a chance to live. I am very surprised. This is what fate is, and I cannot blame others.
"Get up...Leave now and stop doing evil. From now on, change your mind and retreat into the mountains. Don't enter this mortal world again...Otherwise, I will let you go, Lord Bonin."
If I and the Shadow Division find you, you will also die..." He Changjing slowly retracted his sword, turned around, and never looked at him again.
Yang Han suddenly froze on the spot. He never thought that He Changjing would really let him go. His eyes were full of shock.
But He Chang was so shocked that he just turned around and took two steps.
The shocked look in Yang Han's eyes disappeared. Instead, his eyes were full of resentment and cruelty.
He said word by word: "In that case, I would like to thank my elder brother for not killing him!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly jumped up, and the thin sword in his hand was like lightning, stabbing He Changjing straight into the heart like a poisonous snake biting.
"Since I'm alive, then you go and die!" In mid-air, Yang Han swung his sword and rushed towards He Changjing's back at high speed, saying viciously.
Su Ling and Lin Bulang could see it clearly. Just a moment ago, Su Ling was lamenting that He Changjing was a simple and honest person who was also very affectionate, but he was just too indecisive.
The next moment, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
Lin Bulang's expression also changed drastically. The two of them wanted to save him, but it was already too late.
Yang Han's sword was as fast as lightning, and it arrived in an instant. He struck out with a dead hand, hoping to kill him with one blow.
Urgently, Su Ling and Lin Bulang shouted at the same time: "He Changjing, be careful..."
He Changjing seemed as if he hadn't heard anything. He still lowered his head, turned his back to Yang Han, and walked slowly in the direction of Su Ling.
However, when the thin sword in Yang Han's hand seemed to touch his back, He Chang moved suddenly.
The body looked like a ghost, and in an instant, it suddenly tilted to the left. At extremely fast speed, several phantom afterimages flashed out.
Yang Han stabbed the air with his sword, but still recklessly moved in the direction where He Chang was startled, and slashed his thin sword to the left.
If He Changjing had used the same movement skills as before, Yang Han's sword would not have been able to hit him no matter what. However, He Changjing's expression was sad and lonely, and there seemed to be a strong sense of despair.
He didn't dodge, he just raised his left arm slightly, sighed, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Yang Han, Yang Han, I have decided to let you go, but why do you force me to kill you?
What? Why bother? Why bother? Since you hate me so much, I will use my arm to exchange for your life. This can be considered as the grudge between you and me has been settled..."
Just as He Changjing finished speaking, Yang Han's thin sword flashed and slashed horizontally into He Changjing's left arm. A wave of blood spattered out, and then He Changjing's left arm was slashed by Yang Han's sword.
It broke, hanging in mid-air for a few breaths, and scattered blood stains before falling into the dust.
He Chang was shocked to lose his left arm. He didn't seem to feel any pain at all, but his face suddenly turned pale and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
It could be seen that He Changjing was trying his best to endure the tremendous pain of his broken arm.
When Yang Han saw that he had slashed He Changjing's left arm with his sword, he felt ecstatic in his heart and laughed desperately, the laughter mixed with incomparable madness.
In just a moment, his laughter stopped abruptly, and was replaced by a face full of disbelief and heart-piercing pain.
He lowered his head slowly, looking for the source of the severe pain, and then opened his eyes wide in horror.
Yang Han's eyes showed shock, confusion, unwillingness, and disbelief. But more importantly, there was fear, huge fear.
That fear is the fear of facing death.
He easily found the source of his severe pain.
A long sword - He Changjing was holding it in his right hand. At some point, it was inserted into his lower abdomen silently, from in front of him, and the sword blade penetrated his entire body. The sharp tip of the sword
It came out from behind him with stains of blood.
This sword is enough to kill someone.
What puzzled him was that he didn't have even the slightest bit of consciousness as to when He Changjing took action, and he was sure to hit it with one hit.
It seems that my kung fu is far worse than his...
He Changjing pierced Yang Han's belly with his sword, turned around, withdrew his sword, and stepped back.
Drops of blood slowly rolled down the blade of the long sword.
"One arm for one life... Yang Han, there is no grudge between you and me..."
He Changjing stopped looking at him. For Yang Han, death was only a matter of time.
Yang Han's breathing suddenly became rapid. He opened his mouth desperately and greedily sucked in the air he could in an attempt to prolong the arrival of death.
"You... that sword... why have I never seen it before..."
His voice was hoarse, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"As you said, Master has never thought highly of you... How could he teach you this sword..."
"You...hahahaha! It turns out that senior brother is still senior brother..." Yang Han let out his last wild laugh in this world.
Reluctant and bitter.
The next moment, his body went limp and collapsed into the dust.
When the thirty or forty traitors from the Shadow Division brought by Yang Han saw that their leader was dead, there was a chaos first. Someone didn't know who shouted: "Brothers, He Changjing killed our boss, let's kill him."
,Revenge for the boss!”
It's not that they are completely devoted to Yang Han, but that if Yang Han dies, the Demon Division will not be able to tolerate them.
Only by killing He Changjing in front of the four division chiefs might there be a chance of joining the Sprite Division.
As soon as the leader's roar died down, these thirty or forty desperadoes all waved their thin swords at the same time, and with sword light swirling, they all rushed towards He Changjing.
In an instant, He Chang was shocked to be surrounded by thirty or forty traitors from the Shadow Division.
He Changjing smiled bitterly and said: "Brothers who were born and died back then... do they all want my life now? Well, He's life is here, come and take it!"
That last sentence was almost a roar.
Saying that, He Changjing ignored the blood flowing from the wound on the left side of his broken arm. He gritted his teeth, his pale face was filled with anger, he slashed the long sword in his right hand, and growled: "Come on! Take my life in exchange for you."
future!"
Su Ling already had full respect for He Changjing at this moment.
This is a pure man, but because of the Shadow Division, he stands in the darkest corner.
Although he is incompatible with his dark and ruthless nature.
But he never looked back and never regretted it.
Su Ling yelled: "Master Du, there are many of you, help me stop those traitors from the Shadow Division, no waste, let's save people!"
"Bulang understand!"
The two of them each activated their weapons. One on the left and one on the right, two white figures rose into the sky. The next moment, the silhouettes of swords and figures rushed into the shadow division. At the same time, Du Shuyi shouted coldly: "
Lanhai Pavilion, use your sword! Kill!"
"Here!——"
More than a hundred people in Lanhai Pavilion obeyed the order with a bang, but they saw the sword shadows blurred and the sword energy resounding, attacking directly towards the thirty or forty Shadow Division traitors like a tidal wave.
With a sudden charge, no matter how powerful the thirty or forty Shadow Division people were, they could not stop the fierce charge of more than a hundred people from Lanhai Pavilion. In addition, they were leaderless and were immediately scattered and divided.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Ling and Lin Bulang held He Changjing to the left and right, and suddenly rose into the sky. The two of them drew their swords at the same time in mid-air. Under the sword light, blood splattered all around, and the two men
It's like entering an uninhabited area, breaking through the siege, and rushing out.
The three of them came out of the battle formation. Qin Yu had been waiting for him and wiped a piece of bluestone outside the battle formation. Su Ling and Lin Bulang placed He Changjing half-lying on the bluestone.
At this time, He Chang's face was as shocked as paper money, and he had broken an arm. He must have lost too much blood at this time, so he was in a trance.
Lin Bulang quickly took out a light red pill from his arms, which surprised He Chang.
After a while, He Changjing's expression improved slightly.
He glanced at Su Ling, then seemed to remember something, and said in a low voice: "Master Su... the young master who is traveling with you... but... the lord's
Fourth Young Master, is Xiao Cang comfortable?"
Su Ling was unprepared. When he asked, he couldn't help but tremble all over, his eyes lit up, and he said eagerly: "Yes, it is the Fourth Young Master Xiao Cangshu... I am surprised that you are???"
????????????Why ask about this, could it be..."
He Changjing nodded slowly and said in a lower voice: "If that's the case... then it can't be wrong..."
He wanted to say something, but his vision went dark and he fainted.
Su Ling's inner body was destroyed, and Xiao Cangshu's whereabouts were unknown. This had always been a knot in his mind, but now He Changjing suddenly mentioned it. He must have known the inside story, but he fainted here.
Su Ling was anxious and shouted: "He Changjing, wake up. Do you know the whereabouts of Cang Shu? Wake up and speak clearly..."
But Su Ling shouted several times, but He Changjing was still unconscious.
Lin Bulang said hurriedly: "Master, stop shouting. He should know the whereabouts of Xiao Cangshu. I don't expect there to be any big problems. Otherwise, he would have told the Master when he saw him and it would not have been delayed until now."
..... He has now taken my master's elixir, and it took effect and he fell asleep. However, the bleeding will gradually stop, and his life is saved. When he wakes up, I will ask you again!"
Su Ling nodded, suddenly stood up, slowly turned his head, looked at the thirty or forty traitors of the Shadow Division in Dena in the battle formation, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he roared: "Rebel me from the Shadow Division
The only option is to die! Qin Yu will take good care of He Changjing, don’t let him wander, and follow me to kill the traitor!"
Lin Bulang and Qin Yu both looked solemn and responded to the order: "Here!"
Two streams of light rose into the sky again, and with the flash of sword shadow and sword light, Su Ling and Lin Bulang charged into the formation again.
Su Ling's Jiang Shanxiao and Seven-Star Sword were used together, and he chopped down five or six people in an instant.
Su Ling never showed mercy to these traitors.
However, he killed for a while and took a peek.
However, they saw that the heads of the four branches of the Shadow Division and the less than a hundred killers of the Shadow Division behind them were all watching motionlessly as the thirty or forty traitors of the Shadow Division were being slaughtered, without the slightest thought of helping.
Not only that, there was also a look of amusement in their eyes, as if these people who died had nothing to do with them.
Could it be that Wan Qiqi and these people from the Shadow Division never thought of helping these traitors from the Shadow Division?
Why?
These traitors from the Shadow Division have already joined the Demon Division. After all, they are still their own people. How can they just watch their own people being slaughtered to death?
Su Ling thought while fighting, and finally he vaguely understood why the whole group of Sprites was motionless, all watching the fun.
Because they are killing people with a borrowed knife.
Borrow Su Ling's sword to get rid of the camp that does not belong to their direct lineage and avoid future troubles forever.
What a vicious and vicious monster, what a monster who fights for power and gains and rejects dissidents.
Su Ling suddenly felt unworthy of the dead Yang Han.
Yang Han and these traitors from the Shadow Division, no matter how hard they work, in the end, from beginning to end, they are just chess pieces in someone's hands.