"Brother, how are you?" The sword rain from Zhong Mo's ancient sword swept away most of the sparks. After putting away the ancient sword, Zhong Mo looked at Shu Jun and asked with concern.
Shu Jun had already put out the flames on his body, shook his head, and said, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine."
Zhong Mo's eyes were full of shame. He looked at Xia Yao, and his expression in his eyes was extremely complicated.
Shu Jun knew the complicated relationship between Zhong Mo and Xia Yao, and was unwilling to interfere. He immediately instructed: "Brother, some things cannot be forced, be careful!" After saying that, the Yin and Yang hammered each other and then blasted at him.
Zhao Butian in the distance.
Zhong Mo's ears echoed in what Shu Jun said just now, and the expression in his eyes became more and more complicated. Now, is he finally going to face off with Xia Yao in the battlefield?
Zhao Butian and Tiemeng fought fiercely with Shu Jun again. Xia Yao stood there in a daze with a complicated expression on his face, and he looked at Zhong Mo without moving.
Zhong Mo was also like Xia Yao, looking at him from afar. The two of them remained silent, as if they were isolated from the chaotic battlefield outside.
It was not until a while that Zhong Mo slowly breathed and said in a deep voice: "Xia Yao, it's time for us to end all this."
Upon hearing this, Xia Yao's whole body was shocked. He looked at Zhong Mo and hesitated: "Brother Zhong, are we going to separate from life and death?"
Zhong Mo smiled bitterly and said, "There should be a break between you and me. Since you are obsessed with it, what does it matter if this day comes sooner or later!"
"Brother Zhong!" Xia Yao called out, but didn't know what to say next. He was unwilling to be enemies with Shu Jun and Zhong Mo, but for the sake of his beloved woman, he had to be enemies with these two.
Destiny is just like this.
"Do we have only one choice?" Xia Yao asked with a wry smile.
Zhong Mo raised his head slightly, and his angular side face showed a hint of sadness, "You forced us into a desperate situation, I have no choice!"
Xia Yao smiled bitterly, he turned his head and looked at Bai Feng, and his eyes were confused, but then he became extremely firm, "Brother Zhong, I don't want to be an enemy of you, and I don't want to separate my life and death from you.
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Zhong Mo sneered, "Xia Yao, since you understand these principles, why are you still obsessed with it?"
Xia Yao said in a stern voice: "Some things, I have to consider. Some choices, even if I go against my wishes, I have to do so." After a pause, Xia Yao's eyes fell on Zhong Mo's face, "If you and I
If you have to separate life and death, Brother Zhong, then I would rather die than die!"
After hearing Xia Yao's words, a ripples appeared in Zhong Mo's heart. He did not want to face Xia Yao's gaze again, but closed his eyes tightly, slowly pulled out his ancient sword, and pointed it at Xia Yao.
, "Xia Yao, don't say much, you and I have no choice. It's better to distinguish between life and death happily, so as not to make everyone feel embarrassed in the future!"
Xia Yao hesitated and his eyes were full of bitterness.
"Young Master Xia!" At this moment, Bai Feng called Xia Yao.
Hearing Bai Feng's voice, Xia Yao's heart was shocked. He looked at Bai Feng, his charming face and slim curves. If he died, he would never be able to see Bai Feng again. Bai Feng
He had no way of knowing whether he was sad or happy. Thinking of this, a huge unwilling feeling made Xia Yao's mind start to shake.
But then I thought about it that I and Zhong Mo were once brothers of life and death. If I hadn't been obsessed with Bai Feng, how could he and Zhong Mo have become at this point? After all, all this was his own fault. Since
All of this is his fault, so he will bear the consequences himself.
"Young Master Xia, don't give up! Don't give up!" Bai Feng's voice floated to Xia Yao's ears.
After hearing Bai Feng's voice, Xia Yao's already firm heart suddenly became shaken again. He simply liked Bai Feng. Was he wrong to do this?
Why is fate like this? What if I die, what should Bai Feng do? Did you watch the person you like suffer for the rest of your life?
In a short period of time, countless thoughts flashed through Xia Yao's mind. He has always been a person who can take it and let it go. But now, no matter what choice he chooses, he cannot choose.
Zhong Mo looked at Xia Yao coldly. Although he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, this glimmer of hope had been overwhelmed by Xia Yao's hesitant eyes.
"Xia Yao, let's do it!" Finally, Zhong Mo didn't want to wait any longer. The ancient sword in his hand turned and drew out the sword rain in the sky, drifting towards Xia Yao like a sensational snowflake.
Xia Yao didn't move, and it seemed that he didn't see the flying sword attacking Zhong Mo. Seeing Xia Yao's death on the spot, the white phoenix in the distance raised his jade hand and a row of butterfly darts came one after another.
Blocked Zhong Mo's sword rain.
Taking advantage of this, Bai Feng flew over lightly, grabbed Xia Yao's arm, and said anxiously: "Young Master Xia, why don't you hide?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Yao suddenly woke up, looking at the beauty in front of him, the complex expression in his eyes swept away, and what followed was an extremely firm belief.
"Don't worry, Miss Bai, I won't commit suicide!" Xia Yao broke free from Bai Feng's jade hand, tied up the carved long bow, and a long arrow was already placed on it.
"Okay, Xia Yao, today, let us brothers separate from life and death!" Seeing Xia Yao take action, Zhong Mo felt relieved. If Xia Yao stood still and stood there, even if he could not stand still, even if
If they kill Xia Yao, Zhong Mo would feel guilty for the rest of his life. If the two of them started to fight, the sword was ruthless and Xia Yao died under his sword, Zhong Mo would feel better.
"Ding Fengbo!" Suddenly, Xia Yao waved his bow, and the carved long bow in his hand pulled open like a full moon. A sharp arrow shot towards Zhong Mo with a whoosh.
Before the sharp arrow arrived, a cold breath rushed towards him. Even a person with such cultivation as Zhong Mo couldn't help but shivered. OK, very good, Xia Yao, you have indeed become stronger! Zhong Mo's heart
Thinking about it.
No matter when, Zhong Mo would not give up his beliefs. He promised Shu Jun to help Shu Jun start a career. Before this vow is completed, Zhong Mo would never die easily. This is not because he is afraid.
Death, but he was unwilling to leave Shu Jun, a brother of life and death!
"Meteor! The rain fell!" Suddenly, Zhong Mo turned around in the air, and the ancient sword in his hand came out of his hand and flew into the sky. Suddenly, the originally clear sky became gloomy and dark clouds instantly condensed on top of his head.
Lightning bolts pulled the long light tail and hit the ancient sword with the rumbling thunder. A trace of red light appeared around the ancient sword.
The arrow shot by Xia Yao had disappeared and turned into countless airflows, trying to fix Zhong Mo's body. This is how the storm came from. The long arrow turned into airflow and fixed the enemy's body.
, and then the next shot of the Tianlang will launch a fatal attack.
Ding Fengbo, Shooting Tianlang. This is Xia Yao's killer move. He never thought that there would be such a day when he would use his best killer move to deal with his brothers!
The storm has been settled, and the Tianlang is about to come out!
"Shoot the Sky Wolf!" Xia Yao leaned back, and the carved long bow in his hand was pulled up like a full moon, and seven sharp arrows were placed on the bow, ready to go.
At this time, Zhong Mo's ancient sword had already emitted dazzling light in the air. The meteor shower fell, which was also his best skill. As soon as he and Xia Yao fought, they directly used their respective killers.
It can be seen that neither of them is willing to delay the battle in order to fight quickly.
Because they were unable to be sure whether they would change their minds while fighting. Therefore, quick battle and quick decision are the best way.
Whether it is Zhong Mo or Xia Yao, life and death will be announced between the two.
Finally, with the sound of the bowstring, seven sharp arrows left the longbow and flew towards Zhong Mo. Shooting the Tianlang, and finally took action!
Seven long arrows slashed through the air to the fullest. Halfway through the flight, the long arrow suddenly turned into seven heavenly wolves and rushed towards Zhong Mo from different directions.
Zhong Mo's body remained motionless, partly because he was limited by the control of the fixed storm, partly because he tried to defend the meteor shower.
Lightning and thunder bombarded the ancient sword. Suddenly, countless fireballs with lightning fell from the sky, wrapping Zhong Mo's range of several meters in radius.
In addition to Zhong Mo, as long as someone stands within the range of the meteor shower falls, he will surely die! And can Xia Yao's Shooting Tianlang break through Zhong Mo's meteor shower falls?
The seven heavenly wolves each roared and rushed over. In a blink of an eye, they rushed into the range of the meteor shower. At this moment, the fireball with lightning was falling from the sky. Immediately afterwards, Zhong Mo's
The figure and the figures of the seven heavenly wolves disappeared from everyone's sight. Only countless fire lights were left in front of them.
"Brother Zhong!" In the distance, the Eternal Peak was screaming in shock when he saw Zhong Mo's figure disappearing into the fire.
Luo Jiutian and Shu Jun were also silent, frowning tightly, as if they were worried about Zhong Mo's safety. After Xia Yao shot out the Tianlang, he seemed to have tried his best to stagger back a few steps and almost fell.
He fell to the ground. Fortunately, Bai Feng who rushed over helped him.
"Young Master Xia, how are you?" Bai Feng asked with concern.
Xia Yao's face was pale, his eyes closed slightly, and shook his head, but said nothing.
At this time, the fire from the meteor shower had not dissipated, and Zhong Mo's figure still did not appear. Xia Yao, with the support of Bai Feng, struggled to stand up, looked at the place where Zhong Mo was standing, and a trace flashed in his eyes!
Sadness.
Brother Zhong, is this the ending for you and me? Xia Yao didn’t know whether Zhong Mo was alive or dead, but until now, Zhong Mo has not appeared yet. Not appearing means death. But death, is it also
What does it mean to end?
Suddenly, Xia Yao felt that he was tired, not only physically but also mentally exhausted. Whoever defeated him suddenly became no longer important. At this moment, what Xia Yao wanted to do was to close his eyes and be fine
They had a sleep. Perhaps after waking up from the dream, he was still him, Zhong Mo or Zhong Mo. Everything had not changed. They were still brothers who lived and died together.
The fire gradually dimmed. The place where Zhong Mo was, the land, was charred. When the fire completely dissipated, the sky returned to its previous clearness. The white clouds floated leisurely in the air, as if none of this had happened.
"Brother!" When Shu Jun saw Zhong Mo's figure, he looked happy and screamed excitedly. Luo Jiutian was also happy, and his heart, hanging in the air, finally fell down.
Zhong Mo seemed not to hear Shu Jun's words, and after standing stiffly for a moment, he suddenly took a step forward. However, before his steps had fallen, his body leaned forward, if it weren't for the ancient sword in his hand that was leaning on the ground
, you will fall to the ground on the spot.
"Brother Zhong!" Xia Yao, who had a pale and bloodless face, looked at Zhong Mo in the distance, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
Zhong Mo remained silent, slowly raised his head and looked at Xia Yao. There was no more complicated expression in his eyes. At this moment, the grudges seemed to be relieved.