The Thrilling Sword

Updated: 2013-11-29

Ye Xuan also knew in his heart that his current self was dead. He clenched the bamboo sword stained with blood, and then observed the qi in his body. At this moment, the qi in his body was running low. The old man in black robe fell into weakness, the Umbro could no longer be used, and he was about to end.

However, even so, he was standing in front of the entrance of the Xiangyu Pavilion, motionless, watching Jiang Qin and others coldly.

He was stuck in front of the entrance of Xiangyu Pavilion.

His feet were covered with corpses.

Those people are all trying to break into Xiang Yuge to kill Lin Zhimeng.

And now, can he resist these people like Jiang Qin.

"Hahahaha!"

Fang Cunlong saw the faint fire disappear, and his face was a little bit embarrassed, and said, "Ye Xuan, now I want to see, you still have some means to use!"

The hatred of the broken arm, he naturally hated Ye Xuan. You know, if the arm is broken, it will never be found.

In the Snow God Kingdom, they knew that Ye Xuan had the strange flame, but the strange flame was tricky, but it had time limit.

If the time for manipulation has not yet been retrieved, the soul of Youhu will gradually sober up, so that the old man in black robes will be bitten back, so when the time comes, Youhu has to be recovered.

This is also the reason why Ye Xuan must retreat Youhuo when the time comes.

Jiang Qin stood with his hands on his shoulders, looked at Ye Xuan, and calmly said, "Ye Xuan, here it is! You have very little energy left, so why support it hard!"

"Is this the gap between the monk in the palace and the realm of trueness ..." Ye Xuan muttered to himself, his eyes were somewhat weak.

Fang inchlong gritted his teeth and said, "What are you talking about so much nonsense, I will kill him!"

Fang Conglong's heart was so angry that he could hear Ye Xuan's vitality left, and he was even brazen. At this time, Fang Conglong had no worries, a mouth, and a emerald green sword spit out of his mouth. As soon as this emerald green sword appeared, Fang inchlong nodded the sword.

"Go!"

"Oh!"

Fang inchlong controlled the sword and rushed to Ye Xuan directly.

The Fang inchlong who watched shot, Jiang Qin and Huang Wenxing also stopped talking nonsense, hitting their own magic instruments one by one, and headed towards Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuanning frowned, seeing the emerald flying sword coming towards himself, he knew that the emerald flying sword was a treasure. He drew his sword into the bamboo sword, raised his arm, and only heard a bang, the flying sword was repelled by his bamboo sword.

However, although the Feijian was repelled, he returned instantly and rushed to Ye Xuan again.

Ye Xuan could only wave the bamboo sword once more, forcing the flying sword back, but he had little energy left to support him for a long time.

At this time, Jiang Qin and Huang Wenxing

Ye Xuan ’s spell is also approaching. Ye Xuan's heart was stunned, and he quickly manipulated the sword intention of the sword field to resist. However, the power of the two men ’s spells was too powerful and crackling. Ye Xuan ’s sword resistance was breached. Zhiwei did not shrink, and once again came towards Ye Xuan.

"Go to death!" Fang inch Longli yelled.

Ye Xuan had to deal with this flying sword, but Jiang Qin and Huang Wenxing had no mercy, and the spells came one after another, Ye Xuan ...

There is no way to resist.

Ring on three sides-

At this time, Jiang Qin's palm finally succeeded and he slammed on Ye Xuan's body.

Ye Xuan was stunned by this palm.

Blood spurted out.

Ye Xuan, was injured.

...

At the same time, Lin Zhimeng was sitting inside the Xiangyu Pavilion, her eyes were empty, it seemed that tears had worked hard, and she held a small box in her hand, holding it tightly, it was not difficult to see that her hand was shaking .

Her ears were devoted to the sound of the fighting of the Lord of Xiang, and you could hear the continuous sound of fighting outside the Xiang.

After Ye Xuan went down, the sound of fighting in Xiangyuge never stopped.

She didn't know what kind of fierce battle Ye Xuan was under--

However, the sound is getting smaller.

The sound of continued fighting gradually subsided.

So much that--

At that moment, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Hearing quiet around, Lin Zhimeng felt like a frightened fawn, his delicate body trembled, the cry just stopped, and the tears just dried, but at this time he couldn't stop being born again.

A drop of tears slowly dripped down his face, and it fell into the quaint little box. No one knew what the quaint little box contained--

It seems that the strings are broken when playing the piano. At this moment, because the strings are broken, the sound stops.

be quiet--

Everything was quiet.

No matter how many struggles, it is a foregone conclusion.

Soon, Lin Zhimeng's tears grew.

"If they come up, it means that I'm dead." Ye Xuan's words still lingered in his ears. Hearing this, Lin Zhimeng held the small box tightly.

Lin Zhimeng was sobbing, his eyes were wet, and his tears were like rain. She is so clever that she can't guess that the external fighting sounds continue, which means that Ye Xuan is still alive, and if the external fighting sounds stop, it means that Ye Xuan is dead.

The sound outside continues, which means that Ye Xuan is still insisting, but if the fighting continues, the sound will be completely quiet ...

"If I die, will you cry for me."

Lin Zhimeng was already crying.

Too late to wipe the tears from your eyes

.

At this time, the answer is clear.

Lin Zhimeng is now just a helpless little girl. How she wants the voice of fighting below to last for a while, at least for a while, at least that means that Ye Xuan is still alive. However, the sound of the fighting ceased completely and it completely subsided.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhimeng no longer hesitated, and opened the quaint little box clasped in her hands.

This small box contained a bright-looking danmaru.

Tears ran down his face and dripped on this bright Dan Wan. Lin Zhimeng held the Dan Wan tightly and waited quietly.

It was the quietest time, as if it was the last time to die.

It's just that heart-broken heartache, but it's too late to leave, not because of her imminent death, but because Ye Xuan left him--

She can calmly face her death, but when she thinks about Ye Xuan's results, she can no longer control her emotions.

...

"what!"

Ye Xuan sprayed blood.

He tried to lift his stiff right arm. At this time, his left arm had been bombarded by spells and could not be used. Blood slowly flowed down from his left arm.

Honglian's left arm was already full of blood.

He held the broken bamboo sword with his right arm, and swiped away, knocking back the two flying swords that were flying towards him, but felt that the strength of his body was gradually losing.

"Give me!" Ye Xuan's eyes were cold, his teeth groaned, and another sword repelled the spell coming towards him.

"Oh!"

At this time, blood was spilled.

Ye Xuan's pupils contracted, his body stiffened, and he looked at the flying sword that passed through his belly. At that moment, he just felt that the silver light flashed in front of him, and the flying sword passed through his abdomen.

And now ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ he feels that his body is cold and cold. It seemed as if I could no longer feel the temperature in this world, and the blood fell from his abdomen, and he could not stop it anymore.

His body was full of blood, and he was wounded up and down, and even the flesh of the resurrected body was broken, and it was scarred.

Covered with blood--

The three of Jiang Qin looked at Ye Xuan coldly, taking a deep breath.

"It's over." Jiang Qin looked at Ye Xuan and said slowly.

It was not easy to kill Ye Xuan. At first, he first cast a spell to damage Ye Xuan, but now, this last sword crosses Ye Xuan's body, but it kills Ye Xuan's life.

Indeed, it is over.

This sentence was over, Ye Xuan only heard some, and then, his eyes were closed weakly, and the sound gradually went away. At this time, he could no longer feel the sound of surrounding sounds. I just feel that the real air loss, physical weakness, and consciousness quickly darkened!

Soon, Ye Xuan's body fell to the ground.

He fell in front of the entrance of Xiangyu Pavilion.

At this time, he tried hard to open his eyes and wanted to open his eyes. However, the weakness of his body made him lose the strength to even open his eyes. In the blink of an eye, even the only consciousness was going away, Ye Xuan knew that he was going to die.

"Am I going to die ..." Ye Xuan muttered to himself.

Consciousness is too difficult to even think about one thing.

"Grandpa, grandma. Sorry, sorry."

awareness--

Gradually darkened.

Breathing stops and the breath disappears.

After killing more than forty monks in the palace, Ye Xuan faced the three realities of condensed truth, which he could not resist after all.

Ye Xuan, died.