His speed was very slow, and not only that, Xiao Jiu could not even stand steadily, his feet staggered, and he looked like he would fall down at any time.
His fists were also loose and had no strength at all.
However, Xiao Jiu's eyes were full of indomitable spirit, as if he was telling others that he would never back down even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of him.
never give up!
Ye Qiu felt a little regretful in his heart.
Originally, Xiao Jiu did not have to die, but in order to prove his loyalty and filial piety, he wanted to die.
Perhaps in the eyes of those despicable people, Xiao Jiu's behavior was extremely stupid, and only fools would do it. But in the eyes of noble people, Xiao Jiu's behavior was a heroic act. Although it was a bit tragic, it was admirable.
As the commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory, Xiao Jiu has lived up to his kindness.
As a descendant of the Forbidden City, he never failed his master.
As a soldier, he sacrificed his life for his country.
As a warrior, he fought until the last moment.
Man, this is how it should be!
While Ye Qiu admired Xiao Jiu, he also felt a little sad.
"Once, he was an insurmountable mountain in my heart. I never thought that he would end his life in this way."
"Pity."
Ye Qiu stared at Xiao Jiu, quietly waiting for him to approach.
Ten meters.
Eight meters.
Six meters.
Three meters.
Two meters.
Half a meter——
Finally, Xiao Jiu's fist came over.
Ye Qiu could no longer feel any strength from Xiao Jiu's fist, just like a baby's fist.
However, Ye Qiu showed no mercy.
boom!
Punch out.
Xiao Jiu was like a kite with its string broken, drawing an arc in the air and flying twenty meters.
Bang!
His body hit the ground heavily.
Xiao Jiu's mouth kept spurting blood. He was not dead yet. He wanted to stand up, but after struggling for a while, he couldn't stand up.
He could feel that the god of death was getting closer and closer to him.
Last minute.
Xiao Jiu seemed to have remembered something, and turned to look at Emperor Xiao Qing. His lips moved with difficulty, but not a single sound came out.
However, Ye Qiu saw through lip reading that Xiao Jiu said eight words to Emperor Xiao Qing.
"Live well and don't take revenge."
Emperor Xiao Qing apparently also understood Xiao Jiu's lip language, lying on the ground crying: "Brother, brother——"
Ye Qiu walked up to Xiao Jiu and knelt down, saying, "We will be brothers in the next life."
A smile appeared on Xiao Jiu's face, and then she closed her eyes peacefully.
A generation of champions has come to an end.
From now on, the words "Champion Hou" will only appear in people's memories.
"rest in peace!"
Ye Qiu stood up, took two steps back, and then stood upright on his feet.
Whoosh!
He saluted Xiao Jiu with a military salute.
follow closely.
The God of War stood up with a solemn look on his face, slowly raised his right hand and saluted Xiao Jiu.
Such a warrior deserves to be respected.
Ye Wudi also followed suit and saluted.
"Amitabha." Master Du'e clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and whispered the Rebirth Mantra in his mouth.
Mr. Ye and Longnu stood up and bowed their heads in silence.
Mr. Tang's eyes were red, he stood up, saluted Xiao Jiu, and shouted loudly: "Farewell to the champion!"
Wow——
The bosses of the wealthy families at the scene stood up one after another and saw off Xiao Jiu in their own way.
Although Xiao Jiu died, his heroic spirit will live on forever.
Later, Ye Qiu picked up Xiao Jiu and gently put him aside to prevent the subsequent battle from damaging Xiao Jiu's body.
Adjusted my mood.
Ye Qiu turned around, his eyes fell on Long Yi's face, and said provocatively: "Old man, come here and die!"
The whole audience was shocked.
No one expected that Ye Qiu would dare to challenge Long Yi.
"This kid is really not afraid of death!"
"I think he knew he was going to die tonight, so he broke the pot and threw it."
"Just watch, this kid will be cut into pieces soon."
Long Er shouted: "Ye Qiu, who do you think you are, yelling at your big brother?"
"The last time I was in Jiangzhou, I told you that I would kill you with my own hands."
Long Er then said to Long Yi: "Brother, please rest for a while. I will kill that kid and avenge my younger brothers."
"Yeah." Long Yi hummed softly.
Long Er took a step forward and was about to take action.
Suddenly, a loud voice rang out: "Uncle Second Master, how can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife?"
"This person is handed over to me."
"He dares to be disrespectful to Master. I will make him regret coming into this world."
Everyone turned their heads and saw a man holding a long sword walking slowly through the wind and snow.
He is 1.7 meters tall, has a short crew cut, dark skin, and unremarkable facial features. He is the kind of person who would forget about him after just seeing him in a crowd and turning around.
There is no bright spot anywhere on the body.
Extremely ordinary.
However, if you look carefully, you will find that every step of this man falls very heavily, but there is no trace left on the ground.
Master!
Ye Qiu narrowed his eyes, stared at the man carefully, and found that he could not see through the other man's cultivation level.
Suddenly, a name popped into his head.
Zhuge Yun!
Sure enough, I heard Long Er say: "Zhuge Yun, Ye Qiu will be left to you."
"Remember, don't let this kid die too quickly."
"Several of your uncles died in his hands. Before killing him, let him feel what life is worse than death."
Zhuge Yun?
Everyone present was shocked.
"Is he Zhuge Yun, the master of Sichuan Sword Pavilion?"
"Didn't I say that Jiange was destroyed by Ye Wushuang many years ago? How come Zhuge Yun is still alive?"
"Zhuge Yun was a martial arts genius back then. After so many years, I don't know how powerful he has become?"
"Ye Qiu is dead now."
The God of War and Mr. Ye exchanged glances with calm expressions. Zhuge Yun's appearance was within their expectations.
"Boy, how do you want to die?"
Zhuge Yun asked Ye Qiu loudly from a distance. It seemed that in his opinion, killing Ye Qiu was easier than killing an ant.
"How do I want to die?" Ye Qiu laughed: "I don't want to die."
"Let me ask, who in the world wants to die?"
"It's you, your tone is so arrogant, be careful I'll cut you into pieces later."
Zhuge Yun was very disdainful: "No one in this world can cut me into pieces."
"Boy, don't think that because Xiao Jiu died in your hands, you are qualified to challenge the Forbidden City."
"In my eyes, you are as weak as an ant."
"If I want to kill you, all I need is one sword strike."
choke!
Zhuge Yun drew out his long sword, and instantly, an extremely cold aura was released from his body.
"You want to kill me with just one sword? That's such a big statement." Ye Qiu laughed angrily.
"You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, I'll let you see it." After Zhuge Yun finished speaking, the figure suddenly disappeared from the place.
The next second, the sword edge was pressed against Ye Qiu's throat.
