Hongque looked at Yang Xuan's cell phone and said, "Aren't you sending your last words to your family?
Sigh, they would be upset if they received your message."
"But I'm also quite envious. At least I can leave a last message for others. I don't even know who to answer it to."
After hearing this, Yang Xuan was stunned. After reacting, he burst out laughing, "What are you thinking about all day long in your little head? Do you think these are your last words?"
With that said, Yang Xuan handed the phone screen to Hongque.
When Hongque saw the content on the phone screen, he was stunned.
It turned out to be a booking for the latest flight to Tibetan Buddhism!
"You are..."
Cardinal looked confused. He knew that some people wrote suicide notes before they died, and some left last words for their families, but he had never seen anyone booking a flight ticket.
"Do you have this tradition outside?"
Lin Qing wondered if the outside world might have this habit of booking a flight ticket before dying, hoping to follow the flight to heaven after death.
Yang Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Didn't you just say that this matter should be done sooner rather than later?
I have booked the latest flight to Tibetan Buddhism, and it’s almost time. Let’s go back and change clothes and pack up. We can head to the airport now.”
Red Bird looked confused.
Is it possible that this guy is confused?
But there is also the White Dragon Envoy standing next to him!
Yang Xuan put the phone away, turned to look at the White Dragon Envoy and said with a smile, "Brother, I'm sorry, because you have heard us talking, and I don't really trust you, so you have to die."
As soon as Yang Xuan said this, Hongque almost spit it out on the spot!
This is obviously the line of the White Dragon Envoy, okay?
This co-writer also has a habit of stealing other people's lines?
Although the White Dragon Envoy is still expressionless, it does not mean that he is really a machine without any emotions.
It's just that he's not very good at expressing it. Yang Xuan's words obviously made him angry. He originally planned to leave a last word or something to either of them because he and Hongque had known each other for so many years.
An opportunity to fulfill your unfulfilled wish.
But now it seems that this is not necessary at all!
Clang!
There was a sound of a sword being unsheathed.
Cardinal even took the initiative to slightly tilt his neck up, hoping to have a good time.
She had no luck at all at this point.
If before the White Dragon Envoy took action, there might have been a one-in-a-million chance.
But once the long sword of the White Dragon Envoy is unsheathed, it is equivalent to the invitation letter sent by the Lord of Hell.
Even Yang Xuan's expression was startled.
It seems that this White Dragon Envoy is not in vain, although his sword moves are very simple, just the most basic thrust.
The thrusting sword move is one of the most basic and simplest moves in swordsmanship. With a little training, even ordinary people can master it.
However, the White Dragon Envoy has used his speed to an unimaginable level!
The process from when his sword was unsheathed to when the sword point was pointed directly at his throat seemed to have skipped space and time. It seemed more accurate to describe it as teleportation.
The pinnacle of martial arts is absolute speed and power.
For real top masters, the moves toward the back become simpler, because the core of martial arts is always absolute power and speed!
Therefore, although the White Dragon Knight's move is extremely simple, it does not mean that he does not understand sword moves. On the contrary, it can be seen from this move that he must have accumulated countless exquisite sword moves since he started practicing swordsmanship until now.
That's why in the end we have such a state of returning to nature.
The red bird's eyes on the side completely dimmed.
Because he saw Yang Xuan didn't react at all to this sword.
In other words, the speed of this sword far exceeded Yang Xuan's dodge limit.
Even Yang Xuan can definitely be regarded as a top expert, but facing the White Dragon Envoy's sword, I'm afraid not many people in the world can dodge it.
Cardinal was not wrong.
From the moment the long sword with cold light was unsheathed, Yang Xuan also knew that judging from the extreme speed of this sword, he would never be able to dodge it.
Moreover, the absolute extreme speed also represents the extreme penetrating power. Even the ice shield of Xuanshui Armor can be easily penetrated.
However, Yang Xuan not only did not feel the slightest panic, but instead evoked a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.
Clang!
There was another sound of the sword roaring from the long sword.
The surrounding air suddenly seemed to freeze for an instant!
Cardinal's almond-shaped eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of surprise and disbelief.
Even Xiao Bailong's face, which has remained stable for thousands of years, rarely showed a hint of shock and fear!
When the tip of the sword was about five centimeters away from Yang Xuan's throat, it suddenly froze as if frozen!
I saw a layer of golden mist faintly appearing on the long sword that shone with cold light.
Under this layer of mist, the White Dragon Envoy felt that his sword could not move forward even half an inch!
The strange golden mist covering the sword seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth, squeezing his long sword tightly.
drink--
The white dragon envoy gave a loud shout, and suddenly used all his strength to push the sword forward fiercely.
A huge force instantly filled the sword body, but it still couldn't move at all!
There seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of Yang Xuan, squeezing the white dragon's sword move which contained terrifying penetrating power!
clang!
With a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, the sword made of ancient cold iron finally reached its limit under the pressure of two extremely powerful forces. The sword instantly shattered into hundreds of iron filings, like
The goddess scattered flowers on the ground.
And the golden mist that enveloped the sword just now, like running water, slowly retracted along Yang Xuan's eyebrows.
puff--
The white dragon envoy spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body shook violently for a moment. The power erupted when the sword was shattered came back into his body, directly shattering his Dantian!
"This is impossible!"
With blood oozing from the corners of Xiao Bailong's mouth, he used all his strength to shout out the last words of his life.
Immediately, he knelt on the ground, his head sank, and he completely lost his breath.
Until his death, his eyes were still filled with endless confusion and fear.
Yang Xuan looked at the dead little white dragon and sighed softly, "What a pity. I have never seen such a fast sword. If it had been a few days ago, I would have been helpless against this sword."
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The red bird on the side was stunned for a long time, and then came back to his senses. He was happy, shocked and incredible.
He wanted to say something, but suddenly realized that he didn't know how to express it, so he just kept opening his mouth wide at Yang Xuan.
Could it be that the White Dragon Envoy really died like this?