There was silence in the main hall of He Xiantai. Everyone knew that Jing Yirong was Nalan Qingyi's wife, how could she marry Duan Yuliu. But the scene in the Xuantian Mirror clearly showed this.
Duan Yuliu looked at Taoist Zizun. "Will what happened in the Xuantian Mirror happen?"
"No." Taoist Zizun said with certainty: "If Xuantian Mirror didn't have such a power, there probably wouldn't be anyone who would never forget Xuantian Mirror every ten years. Duan Shaoxia, the fate between you and Miss Jing has already been established in heaven. deal."
Luo Hua looked at Duan Yuliu from a distance. When he saw Duan Yuliu and Jing Yirongli getting married in the Xuantian Mirror, something seemed to be tugging in his heart. It was so painful that he didn't even feel the urge to resist. I once said who among the three brothers would get married first. I never expected that it would be him.
The poisonous lady touched Nalan Zhijin. "I saw it right just now. That person is your master."
"How could this happen?" Nalan Zhijin was so surprised that he was speechless. The master's husband is the eldest brother. How could he marry that Duan Yuliu?
Ye Xieming gradually raised the inner strength in his palms and walked towards Duan Yuliu. "There is a way to prevent this from happening."
"What can I do?" Duan Yuliu greeted Ye Xieming.
Ye Xieming's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "If you die, nothing will happen." As soon as Ye Xieming finished speaking, he used the inner strength in his hand to strike at Duan Yuliu.
Duan Yuliu jumped up in surprise to avoid Ye Xieming's palm. The tables and chairs behind Duan Yuliu were all shattered into pieces. Ye Xieming used a lot of skill in the palm just now. If Duan Yuliu had not avoided Duan Yuliu's palm, If Yu Liu is not dead, he will probably never stand up again.
Ye Xieming looked directly at Duan Yuliu with his sharp eyes. "Jing Yirong is a woman you cannot touch. I will kill you today. I want to see if what happened in Xuantian Mirror will happen again."
"Ye Xieming. Although my skill is not as good as yours, but if you add Scholar Tang and Luo Hua, you can't beat me at all." Duan Yuliu frowned. He once told the scholar not to have Jing Yirong's ideas. But why? The picture in Xuantian's mirror will change to him marrying Jing Yirong again.
Scholar Tang still can't imagine what he saw just now. The eldest brother is married and the sister-in-law is Jing Yirong. He is sure that the eldest brother doesn't have any feelings for Jing Yirong now. Could it be in the future?
While Scholar Tang was still meditating, Ye Xieming and Duan Yuliu started fighting. It’s not that Duan Yuliu and Ye Xieming had never fought before. It’s just that they had never thought about actually killing each other. This time Ye Xieming Every move Ming makes is filled with murderous intent.
The main hall simply did not allow the two of them to perform freely. Duan Yuliu dodged and landed in the courtyard. "Ye Xieming. If you do this again, don't blame me for being rude."
"There is only one result I want today. That is your death." Ye Xieming raised his hand lightly, and a bunch of silver money flew out of his sleeve. Duan Yuliu flew away to avoid it. Ye Xieming never showed his money easily. The weapon. This time even the silver thread was released. It seemed that he had made up his mind to kill him.
People in the main hall also walked to the corridor one after another. When I came to Hexian Tower, I could actually see the fight between Ye Xieming and Duan Yuliu. It was really worth it.
Duan Yuliu and Ye Xieming's moves were fast and ruthless. All they could see were trees or rocks that were constantly being blown away. The two of them were entangled like phantoms. The speed of their moves was impossible to see clearly. Wait for two seconds When they were separated, Yu Liu's arm shed shocking blood. Blood stains also oozed from the corners of Ye Xieming's mouth.
Scholar Tang and Luo Hua looked at each other. They stood on either side of Duan Yuliu and looked at Ye Xieming. "Ye Xieming, we don't want to outnumber the enemy. But if you still don't give up, don't blame us."
Ye Xieming's bloodthirsty eyes were filled with intense murderous intent. Without any time to rest, Ye Xieming stepped forward again.
Three against one. The figures of the four people formed a circle of light. All the surrounding leaves rustled. The rocks on the side of the mountain were blown away by the force of their palms. Everyone stared at the unprecedented fight in front of them. It was hard to believe that Ye Xieming He actually singled out the three Duan Yuliu brothers for Jing Yirong.
Jing Yirong stood at the door and looked at the scene in front of the hospital quietly. When she saw the picture in the Xuantian mirror, she could not describe her inner feeling except shock. How could she marry Duan Yuliu? When she first woke up, she had She cared about Duan Yuliu, but too many people told her that Duan Yuliu had no relationship with her at all. She believed them.
But the scene in Xuantian's mirror made her unable to understand. If she and Duan Yuliu really didn't have any personal relationship, why would she marry him in the near future? Jing Yirong was completely confused. She was going to marry Duan. According to Yu Liu, why would he feel his heart flutter after spending a few days with Ye Xieming?
There were flashes of swords and shadows in the courtyard, and the smell of blood began to dissipate. When the four of them separated, they were all injured. But it was obvious that Ye Xieming's injuries were much more severe than the others. He half-knelt on the ground with his hands on the ground, wearing a silver mask. It was half stained red with blood. Blood was still spitting out from the mouth.
Duan Yuliu covered the injury on his shoulder. "Don't fight anymore. You will die, Ye Xieming."
"Really?" Ye Xieming stood up with support on his body. "I will drag you to be buried with me even if I die."
Jing Yirong suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Xieming, who was seriously injured. How important was he to him? Was he so important that he could bet his life on it?
Ye Xieming put his hands in front of his chest. His left hand was on top and his right hand was on the bottom. His palms faced each other. He put the spiritual power in his palms. When he punched it out again, a flying dragon came out of his palm. Ye Xieming's guardian spirit beast was the flying dragon.
The flying dragon was huge and its roar was unbearable for all those who were just watching the fun. The flying dragon took off and flew towards Duan Yuliu and the others. If he was caught with his sharp palm, Duan Yuliu would really be torn into pieces.
At the critical moment, Duan Yuliu also released the tiger. The tiger met the flying dragon's sharp palm. Its skin and flesh burst open. The tiger roared in sorrow. Seeing this, Tang Shusheng threw out a long whip and wrapped it around one of the flying dragon's sharp palms. He pressed lightly on the handle. Turn the switch on. Dense thorns immediately appeared on the whip and penetrated deeply into the flying dragon's sharp palm.
The flying dragon roared in pain. The sharp palm holding the tiger loosened its grip. After the tiger landed, it turned over and jumped towards the flying dragon. The flying dragon flew up. Scholar Tang's hand holding the long whip did not let go, and his body followed. The flying dragon flew up together. With a little force, he sat down on the flying dragon.
The flying dragon quickly crashed into the mountain peak. Upon seeing this, Duan Yuliu hurriedly flew out and landed in front of the flying dragon. He flew out the Secret Soul Fan towards the flying dragon. The Secret Soul Fan was the jade fan that Duan Yuliu usually held in his hand. But at this time, he had already It turned into a weapon. The blades of the secret spirit fan separated and turned into countless hidden weapons in an instant and flew towards the flying dragon.
Upon seeing this, Ye Xieming flew out and stopped in front of Feilong. His palms faced outward to form a barrier in front of Feilong and himself. The blades of the Mingling Fan hit Ye Xieming's internal force and flew back. They reassembled into a pair of Mingling Fans. The spirit fan fell into Duan Yuliu's hand.
Although the flying dragon was saved, Ye Xieming's lifeless move just now had already injured all of Ye Xieming's lungs. A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth again. When his body fell to the ground, Ye Xieming hit the hanging body with a palm. On the body of Scholar Tang under the sharp palm of the flying dragon.
Ye Xieming's palm wind was so fast that Scholar Tang was hit before he could dodge. Blood spilled from his mouth. Scholar Tang weakly retracted his whip and fell straight to the ground. Seeing this, Luo Hua hurriedly flew up to take the injured one. Scholar Tang supported him.
Ye Xieming, who landed on the ground at this time, seemed to have expected that Luo Hua would save Tang Scholar. He waved another palm towards Tang Scholar's body. At this time, Tang Scholar could no longer avoid Luo Hua and could only use his own body to save him. Scholar Tang blocked the palm.
Both of them fell to the ground seriously injured.
"Brother Hua, little scholar." Qiao Shuang'er hurriedly stepped forward to inspect the injuries of the two of them, with worry on her face. She turned around and her pleading eyes fell on Bu Chenche. Bu Chenche understood the request in Qiao Shuang'er's eyes and flew down. Beside Duan Yuliu.
There was silence at the scene. One against three. All four people were seriously injured. It could be seen at a glance that the winner of this battle was Ye Xieming. Although Ye Xieming himself was also seriously injured, if the three of them hadn't joined forces, I'm afraid. Even a wheel battle cannot defeat Ye Xie Ming.
Ye Xieming seemed to have exhausted all his energy. He glanced at the injured Feilong lying on the ground. Ye Xieming stretched out his hand and used the last bit of strength to take the Feilong back.
Duan Yuliu and Menghu stood not far away and looked at Ye Xieming. Even though they could no longer fight, Ye Xieming still stood up and looked at Duan Yuliu. "Now they can no longer help you. I will Let’s see what other moves you can use.”
After saying that, he rushed towards Duan Yuliu. Duan Yuliu's injuries were lighter than Ye Xieming's. But Ye Xieming's beating was too desperate. Every move seemed to use up all his strength. Duan Yuliu, Bu Chenche and a tiger fought together. Ye Xieming didn't care about Bu Chenche's attack or whether the tiger tore his body apart. He only focused on hitting Duan Yuliu.
Everyone was shocked by Ye Xieming's recklessness. With his injuries, he could have died countless times. If it weren't for his firm will, he wouldn't have lasted until now. Ye Xieming faced Duan Yuliu He pushed out a weak palm, but was blocked by the tiger's palm. Ye Xieming's body flew out and landed on the ground.
He struggled to turn over and was weakly holding on to the ground. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't stand up despite the constant bleeding.
Duan Yuliu, Bu Chenche and a tiger walked towards Ye Xieming who fell to the ground. They looked at him condescendingly. Duan Yuliu said, "Ye Xieming. It will be easy for me to kill you now."
"We're waiting." Ye Xieming spat out a mouthful of blood, with murderous intent still in his crazy eyes.
Duan Yuliu was silent. The tiger beside him had already rushed towards Ye Xieming. Everyone held their breath. The tiger did not touch Ye Xieming but was knocked away. It landed in the distance and blood spilled from its mouth. I can't move at all.
Duan Yuliu and the others looked at Jing Yirong standing in front of Ye Xieming in surprise. Jing Yirong raised his eyes slightly. "Duan Yuliu, do you still want to fight?"
"You want to help him?" Duan Yuliu asked.
Jing Yirong sneered. "You can do it four to one. He can't have another helper."
"He was the one who provoked me first." Bu Chenche looked at Jing Yirong.
"He was just provoking Duan Yuliu alone." Jing Yirong's eyes were cold. "Duan Yuliu, if you are qualified, accept the provocation. If you are not qualified, you should stay away. He took two brothers and a brother-in-law with him. What kind of."
Duan Yuliu looked directly at Jing Yirong. "Jing Yirong, my nickname is Duan Yuliu. That's why I never do anything that would bring me a loss. Since Ye Xieming is pestering me to kill me, why should I hide? He is dying. I should have estimated my own weight beforehand to see if I could fight with the four of us."
"It is indeed a fox." Jing Yirong was not angry. "I am going to take Ye Xieming away now. What are you going to do? Do you want to continue fighting?"
Duan Yuliu looked at Jing Yirong. "Take him away."
Jing Yirong turned around and helped Ye Xieming up. "Let's go."
"He's not dead yet." Ye Xieming's cold eyes were still locked on Duan Yuliu.
Jing Yirong smiled. "You can't kill him just like you are now. But if you are really afraid that I will marry him one day, you can also choose to kill me. Ye Xieming, if you are in hell .What am I still doing in heaven? It’s boring.”