Vol 4 Chapter 7: Double defeat

The white mountain water landed again, and with the impact of terror, her feet plowed two deep gullies on the muddy ground. ≤
Her right hand sleeves were all broken, and the white jade arm was bloody, like a bright red flame burning.
She looked up and began to cough, water overflowing from the bright lips, and her face became more and more indifferent.
"This sword is that you have won. If it is usually a sword than I will admit defeat, but tonight is not a sword, but a life and death."
When the sound sounded, the ground beneath her feet suddenly fell silently, forming a perfect circular pit, and then her figure disappeared.
She started running and ran towards Lianglian. There were always perfect circular pits on the ground. Anyone could imagine the impact of what kind of terrorist power, but there was no sound, only countless fine water lines. Pull out from the soil and fly up under the squeezing of powerful forces.
Rain began to rain in the white mountains and waters. However, the rain was rain from the ground to the sky, full of anti-sky.
Li Yunrui looked up and calmly looked at the seemingly decadent head of the darkness in front of him. He asked seriously: "Would you like to die with me?"
At the same time as this sentence sounded, the flying sword in front of him had begun to accelerate the horror.
A straight sword road appeared in the air between him and the head of the prison.
His flying sword flew to the throat of Chen Jianshou on a pure line.
Prior to this, his flying swords were fascinating and confusing, making it difficult to capture the trajectory. At this time, the most pure straight line, everyone found his flying sword very fast.
Feeling the sword's meaning of this sword, Chen Jianshou's eyes are slightly stunned, but he did not recall his flying sword, his right hand fricked, his flying sword also flew straight forward, and Li Yunrui's flying sword Passing by, the same straight pointed to Li Yunrui's throat.
At this moment, an old figure emerged from the reeds behind him, and the sword, a gray sword light with a moldy atmosphere, flew to Li Yunrui's flying sword.
This is not a sword, but a life and death.
Therefore, at some point, Chen Jianshou does not need to rely on his own strength to deal with Li Yunrui's flying sword.
He also has a close waiter, and his near-servant is far more powerful than the general guard of the general swordsman.
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Liang Lian’s eyes also became a thin line. He looked at the white mountains and waters that rushed toward him at a horrible speed. He couldn’t understand it. However, he did not have any hesitation, such as a knife-like line of cold brows. Slowly provoked up, and then the sword of his life was lifted up high and lifted to the limit, and then a series of white mountains and waters in front of him smashed.
A loud bang.
Although it is a sword, it is like a sky-shaking giant stick heading for white mountains and waters.
All the afterimages disappeared.
The rain that flew up in the sky was devastated by a huge force in an instant, and the figure of Bai Shanshui appeared. The robes on her body were pulled back to the extreme, and the proud figure was unobstructed. She slammed into Liang Lian. The sword was hard and fallen, and her body was hardened and fallen back.
There was a hint of coldness in Liang Lian’s eyes. He calmly stepped forward and the sword in his hand was lifted again.
However, at this moment, his eyes contracted rapidly.
Bai Shanshui retired ten steps.
Every step of her step is in the perfect circular pit that she stepped out before.
With the knocking down of each step, a white spray is sprayed in each pit.
Ten white waves rushed to Lianglian.
Liang Lian screamed and the sword fell.
The ten white waves overlapped and hit the sword light in front of him.
Ten huge forces overlap in a row, and the sword oscillates to his body.
Liang Lian’s body glowed with black and white light. However, when the seventh giant force hit his sword, he finally couldn’t resist it. In the middle of a sigh, the whole body flew backwards!
With a bang, his body has not yet landed, and a spurt out of his mouth.
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The gray sword light that emits the moldy smell is accurately fallen on Li Yunrui's flying sword.
However, at this moment, Li Yunrui’s Feijian is divided into two.
Both flying swords are cut away from the aorta on both sides of the neck of Chen’s head as if they were living.
An incredible scream of screaming out of the mouth of the old figure, the gray sword light took a picture, and wanted to smash the two flying swords in one fell swoop.
However, when there was a shock, this gray sword light only flew a flying sword, and it was shaken up. On the contrary, another flying sword seemed to inject more power, and the speed was faster. !
Chen Jian’s body flew up to one side.
At the same time that Li Yunrui's Feijian is split into two, his body has already flew to one side. At the same time, Feiyun, who flies to Li Yunrui, also screams and screams, wandering back with a crazy breath. .
However, neither the body's flashing nor the chasing of this sword can keep up with the speed of Li Yunrui's flying sword. Only between a few points, the cold meaning of this flying sword has touched Chen Jian. The skin penetrates into the aorta below his skin.
Seeing that it is impossible to block such a sword, Chen Jian’s first face is a layer of gray, but there is still no fear in his eyes. His pupils seem to be absolutely empty, and the long hair behind them flutters. Flying on this flying sword.
Numerous breaks and scatters, Feijian is still determined to move forward, and the strength of the heaven and earth flying between the breaks has won the moment for Chen Jianshou.
His body rose slightly up, and he greeted the flying sword with his own collarbone.
His body is very thin, and his collarbone is like a narrow blade.
With a crack, his clavicle broke.
Feijian picked up the situation and still cut off the artery in his neck.
But at this time, the flying sword that he flew back with a madness finally arrived. At this moment, the tip of the sword touched the end of Li Yunrui's flying sword.
A group of swells and blue flames bloom like flowers. Li Yunrui’s flying sword flew down and took a deep visible bone wound on the left shoulder of Chen Jian’s head.
The old man holding the gray sword light was mad and screaming, and the sword was smashed again. Li Yunrui’s flying sword had been directly drilled into the soil below, and immediately rushed out from a few feet with a bunch of mud.
Broken, clavicle broken, shoulder injury visible bone, Chen Jianshou has been half-length blood, breathless.
A sword reinvented its status as a mysterious superintendent on the 13th floor of the Great Qin Dynasty. Li Yunrui's face did not have any color, and the remaining half of his sword piece swept back along with him.
Because at this time, Bai Shanshui has once again rushed to Lianglian.
Her whole body oozes blood because of too much turbulence, and the blood cloud is lingering, but the perfect pit has appeared again at her feet.
At this time, Chen Jianshou and Liang Lian were both hit hard. According to reason, Bai Shanshui should turn around and rush out from the first side of Chen Jian with Li Yunrui.
Because there is a large army behind Lianglian, there are many powerful Changling swordsmen. Even if you can kill Lianglian, even if you can cross the army, it will only re-enter the city of Changling. What is the point?
Li Yunrui still can't understand Bai Shanshui's move at this time, but he remembers that Bai Shanshui let him keep up with her. He chose to trust Bai Shanshui.
His body swept back sharply, chasing the shadow of the white mountains and waters.
A tidal exclamation sounded.
No one had expected that General Liang Da and the mysterious Superintendent of the Superintendent, who had just demonstrated their strength beyond the past, would have lost at the same time.
Liang Lian was deeply inhaled, and his body seemed to be more and more filled. The long sword in his hand was lifted up like a crowbar, and the sword of the white mountain fell.
There was a dull bang in the world that was difficult to describe with words.
It’s like having a godsman piling.
Liang Lian did not have the sword that could shake the white mountains and waters. The long sword in his hand still kept his upward posture, but the whole iron-cast body was nailed down into the ground by the sword of Bai Shanshui.
Mud waves sprouted from the body around Liang Liang.
It was only this moment that Liang Lian’s entire body was smashed into the soil. Only the head and the right hand of the sword were left above the soil.
His body was originally much more sturdy than the white mountains, but at this time, the white mountain water stood in front of him, but he was taller than him.
White mountain water gently coughed up some blood.
Her face once again opened a cold smile, her sword was put up with the momentum, and then steadily waved again.
More awkward exclamations sounded in the distance.
Anyone can see that Lianglian has been unable to withstand her sword, and it is impossible for anyone to block the sword of white mountains and waters.
What's more, there is a flying sword that is already close to the white mountains and waters.
Li Yunrui’s figure is only ten feet away from Bai Shanshui, and his flying sword has already reached his side.
"finally come."
However, at this time, Bai Shanshui was looking up, both as if he said to Li Yunrui, and said something like talking to himself.
Li Yunrui looked up.
There are a few pale fires in the sky.
These pale fires seem to be exactly the same as the fires that appeared in the streets and lanes before. However, somehow, such a few clear and unpleasant pale fires make it difficult for his eyes to open.