Lu Gui's head was cut off with a knife, and blood spurted out and fell to the ground, turning into flowers. But even after the head fell to the ground, Lu Gui's punch still did not stop and continued to hit it hard.

On Mo Wen's chest. Only crisp clicking sounds could be heard. Almost half of the bones on Mo Wen's body were broken at that moment. He hurriedly withdrew the knife and stepped back. Then the long knife came out of his hand, and his body became heavy.

He fell to the ground and fell next to Jimo Huaxue.

At this moment, Jimo Huaxue had fainted. Mo Wen fell next to her, just enough to see her cheek. At this moment, Mo Wen suddenly had an impulse and wanted to reach out and touch her, but found that his arms could no longer move at all.

Lifting it up, he smiled bitterly: "It seems that we can't do it while others are in danger."

"Lü Gui!" Lu Song over there shouted angrily when he saw Lu Gui's death. He raised his hands and Dongfang Xiaoyue and others were all knocked away. He grabbed the long sword and strode towards Mo Wen.

He walked over and said, "I'll kill you!"

"Stop him!" Dongfang Xiaoyue threw a rope from her arms and tied Lu Song's right foot.

The man in Qingyi rolled over and rolled to Mo Wen's side, picked up Jimo Huaxue's red sword, and stopped in front of the two of them. The hand holding the sword was still slightly trembling: "Is he going to die?"

"Are you afraid of dying?" Wang Buchen also walked to his side, "Anyway, I'm quite afraid."

The man in green took a step back: "You go up first, I'll take the back seat!"

Lu Haoxian, who was not far away, saw the scene here. He was not shocked. Instead, there was a smile on his lips. He stepped back, flicked his long sleeve, and wrapped Li Wai's three-knuckle head.

"I'll play with you till here today." After saying that, he threw Li Wai away and jumped towards the shore, letting out a scream as he ran.

After hearing Lu Haoxian's instructions, the visitors from Yingzhou on the shore picked up a few dead companions from the sea, and then walked away on the waves without any hesitation. Then, throughout the scene, the living people from Yingzhou

There was only one person left, Lu Song.

Lu Song raised his head, looked at the Yingzhou in the distance, and sneered: "So this is your wishful thinking, Lu Xuanshui."

Above Yingzhou, Lu Xuanshui's gaze seemed to be looking at Lu Song through the clouds. He murmured: "Lü Song and Lu Gui grew up with me and Xuanyun. They are now on the entire Yingzhou."

, the two closest to me."

"But the two of them betrayed the Lord back then." Lu Fanxian said in a low voice.

"Back then, between Xuanyun and I, they hesitated for a long time, and finally chose to help Xuanyun." Lu Xuanshui sighed lightly, "Since they made that choice back then, they should have thought of the results today."

Lu Fanxian nodded and said: "Your Majesty is right."

"Fanxian." Lu Xuanshui stood up and walked past Lu Fanxian, "After today, my last friend in the world will leave."

Lu Fanxian lowered his head, thinking about the desolation and sadness in Lu Xuanshui's words, and did not dare to say anything. It is difficult for you to know whether the moody Lord Yingzhou is true in the emotions he deliberately reveals.

Yes, what is fake.

Bai Ji Le, who was on the mountainside, also stood up. He had been observing the scene on the shore from the moment those people set off. At this moment, he sighed softly: "It seems that the ending is already determined."

On the coast, Lu Song cut off the long rope under his feet with his sword. At this time, as all the visitors from Yingzhou left, all the disciples from the alliance rushed over and surrounded him.

"I should have the last stick of incense left in my time in this world." Lu Song tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

Dongfang Xiaoyue whispered: "This person is difficult to deal with. Please don't act rashly."

"Please, gentlemen, bury me and my brother together." Lu Song came out with his sword.

At the same time, Feng Yuhan's sword, Dongfang Yunqi's gun, Gentleman Li Wai's three-kneeling head, Dongfang Xiaoyue's Zhuyan pen, and several famous weapons and weapons were launched at him at the same time, but Lu Song ignored him.

He avoided them all with unimaginable and exquisite movements, and then rushed into the crowd, swiping his long sword. More than a dozen disciples jumped into the air, and when they landed on the ground, their heads were missing.

"End your life while flying." Lu Song turned sideways and struck out with another sword, and a dozen more disciples flew out.

"He's crazy, we must stop him!" Dongfang Xiaoyue threw the red-faced pen directly at Lu Song's back. The red-faced pen penetrated Lu Song's body, but he only paused slightly.

, then turned around and grinned at Dongfang Xiaoyue: "It's useless. You can't save them, just like I can't save my brother."

Dongfang Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Run. Run!"

There were nearly a thousand disciples from each faction in the field, but only one opponent was left. At this moment, Dongfang Xiaoyue called on everyone to run? This seemed to be a very outrageous thing, but Lu Song turned around and killed a dozen more people.

Until Feng Yuhan's long sword fell to the ground, blocking Lu Song's sword, and then shouted: "Run!"

Only then did the disciples of each sect react. Except for a few elite disciples, the rest of the disciples all ran away. But Lu Song immediately chased after him with his sword. No matter how Feng Yuhan and others tried to stop him, Lu Song just ignored him and would rather take his body.

After being stabbed a few times, he would chop off the heads of ordinary disciples. While killing people, he would laugh loudly: "Despair? It must be despair! Although you are highly skilled in martial arts and can save your lives, you can't stop me."

I will kill all your disciples! Even if you try your best, you can't protect them!"

After half a stick of incense, Dongfang Yunwu's spear finally penetrated Lu Song's chest. At this moment, Lu Song was surrounded by corpses, and the ground was dyed blood red. The long sword in his hand was smaller than Jimo Huaxue's.

That beauty needs to be even more coquettish and terrifying. Lu Song knelt on the ground, with the long sword in his hand stuck on the ground. He smiled: "I died earlier than I thought. Give me a little more time."

I can kill them all."

Feng Yuhan stood in front of him, trembling slightly when holding the knife. He had been in the world for decades, and this was the first time he saw such a scene today. He shouted angrily: "You madman!"

"Hahahahahaha, Lu Xuanshui!" Lu Song shouted angrily to the sky, "I'll wait for you below! We people in Yingzhou are not immortals at all, we are all cursed sinners! Our long lifespan is our curse, and

The sins we leave behind..."

"You are still talking nonsense when you are about to die." Feng Yuhan stepped forward and cut off his head with a knife, not letting him say the last half of his sentence.
Chapter completed!