"You are so vulnerable. I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect to knock you away with just one strike." The Khitan warrior held a scimitar in his left hand, with a look of contempt on his face, and a little doubt in his eyes.
He didn't understand why the opponent's sword just now had such a powerful aura that it even broke the body-protecting Qi of his innate realm, and chopped off his right arm with one sword. He knew that at first he might
He was careless, but the sudden attack of sword skills by the other party really caught him off guard, so he allowed the other party to seize the opportunity and cut off his right arm with one strike.
But what puzzled him was that Ling Tianyun was so vulnerable at this time. His sword struck the opponent's sword without using 10% of his power, and he knocked the boy away with one strike. And this boy
The aura that was emitted just now was completely different from the aura that was emitted now. So he didn't understand why, but the strong killing intent in his heart increased instead of decreasing. The weaker the opponent, the more he could play with him in the palm of his hand.
middle.
The face of this Khitan warrior seemed even more distorted, his eyes were filled with a joking light, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth clearly displayed the ruthless and evil heart in his heart.
Ling Tianyun forcibly stood up, and he put the knife upright on the ground. At this time, he could only rely on the big knife to support his body. But he felt more and more that the big knife was as heavy as a thousand pieces, and his hands were simply
He was about to lose control of the big sword. His body might fall to the ground at any time, but he still endured his weakness and forced the heavy and thick sword to stand upright.
With a cold look in his eyes, Ling Tianyun stood up with his sword in hand. He was at the end of his crossbow, and the Khitan warrior could easily knock him down with just a casual blow.
As if already aware of his situation, the Khitan warrior stepped forward unhurriedly. His eyes glanced at the two unconscious and sleeping young girls at Ling Tianyun's feet. A ruthless light flashed in his eyes. He
The raised Adam's apple in his throat moved, and he swallowed the saliva that was about to overflow.
With a trace of bloodthirsty in his ruthless eyes, the Khitan warrior waved the scimitar casually in his hand, and he lightly stamped his foot, and the stones that had already been chopped up by the broadsword flew out from under his feet. Those few gravels
They turned into meteors and shot straight towards Ling Tianyun, and two more shot towards the sleeping bodies of the two women lying on the ground.
"How dare you." Ling Tianyun let out an angry roar, resisting the weakness of his body, and raised his knife again to strike down the two gravels that were about to hit the two women.
After he knocked down the two gravels, his body staggered and almost fell to the ground. The big knife in his hand almost came out, and the tip of the knife hung to the ground. At this moment, Ling Tianyun only felt exhausted.
His body was completely on the verge of falling apart. He could only rely on a strong will to support his body and not fall down.
With the depletion of internal energy and the unbearable aches and pains of his body, Ling Tianyun was about to collapse. Only his eyes were still as bright as a god, and outsiders could not tell whether he was real or fake. But those two Khitan warriors were not ordinary.
They are extraordinary martial arts masters who have reached the innate realm.
A master who has experienced hundreds of battles must have a pair of insightful eyes. The Khitan warrior who lost his right arm has already seen the situation of Ling Tianyun. He is not in a hurry to kill him at this moment. He wants to torture him to his heart's content.
The other party, only by making the other party live and unable to die can the hatred of his broken arm be relieved.
Stepping on the stones that were chopped up by Ling Tianyun's knife, there was a "click" sound, and his thick boots crushed the stones again, almost turning them into a ball of powder.
With two dull sounds, Ling Tianyun's body swayed, and he swung his knife to chop off the two rocks that were shooting at the two girls who were sleeping soundly on the ground, almost completely exposing himself to the rocks that were shooting at him.
. He was caught off guard and was hit by two pebbles. Fortunately, his body was already strong and hard, so he did not fall down after being hit by the two pebbles.
After shaking for a while, Ling Tianyun almost fell to the ground, and the heavy and thick sword was struck by him, and the sharp blade was inserted straight into the ground. The overturned sword smashed his weak body
Support.
"What's wrong? This won't work. You can't even stand firmly, and you still want to save these two girls. It seems that these two girls are very important to you." The Khitan warrior's eyes were filled with confusion.
With a look on his face, he slowly walked forward towards Ling Tianyun.
"If you have the ability, come to me. I will accompany you to the end." Ling Tianyun's eyes were piercing. He was not afraid at all because of his weak and limp body. There was still a strong look in his eyes. He was fierce.
His eyes turned into sharp arrows and shot straight at the slowly approaching Khitan warrior, but he felt that he was really about to collapse.
"Tsk, where did the momentum go? It turned out to be a useless slow-embroidered pillow. Boy, today next year is not your death anniversary. Remember my name, Yelu Dashi is me, the person who killed you. But I don't want to do this.
I will kill you quickly and let you die so happily. I will torture you slowly so that you can neither survive nor die."
The Khitan warrior with a distorted face showed his ferocious fangs. He was missing his right arm like a bloodthirsty demon, with a terrifying aura of violence all over his body, heading straight towards Ling Tianyun, who was standing unsteadily. This wave of energy
Ling Tianyun couldn't help but feel the hairs on his body stand on end as the vicious evil aura coming from under the Blood Hell Spring rolled in, as if he was surrounded by an aura of death.
Frowning his eyebrows, Ling Tianyun couldn't help shouting in his heart: "You can't fall, you must not fall."
With a "bang" sound, the one-armed Khitan warrior kicked out and went straight towards Ling Tianyun's lower abdomen. His body was already exhausted and on the verge of collapse. How could he avoid the opponent's sudden and powerful attack that was as fast as lightning?
foot.
A heartbreaking pain came from Ling Tianyun's abdomen. He felt that his lower abdomen was like a heavy hammer, and the opponent's kick that was about to take off firmly hit his lower abdomen.
Suddenly, Ling Tianyun felt that his body was floating up, and then he fell heavily on the gravel-covered path. The heavy and thick sword in his hand could no longer be held, so he let go.
With a "clang" sound, the big knife fell not far from his body, and he also fell heavily.
The Khitan warrior kicked him so hard that his blood rushed up. After a heart-wrenching cramp in his abdomen, a surge of blood rushed up towards his throat.
With a "wow" sound, as he landed heavily on the ground, a stream of hot and fishy blood spat out from his mouth.
The hot blood spat out from his mouth and instantly turned into bursts of blood mist, making the red dusk in the sky dim a lot.
The little blood stains turned into the extremely beautiful winter plums, dotting the dark and bleak dusk, and the rays of light in the sky could not hide the dazzling brilliance of these blood flowers.
The sky was like a piece of red cloth, and the fiery red sunset only revealed half of its face. It seemed that it couldn't bear to look at the bloody sky, and the suffocating breath rolled in, and the birds flew in the sky.
A heart-rending cry soon passed through the bloody dusk.
A mouthful of hot blood spurted out, and Ling Tianyun no longer had the strength to stand up from the ground. His exhausted body made him weak.
Blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't care less. His eyes were filled with a feeling of powerlessness. Lying on the gravel path, bursts of bitterness filled his heart.
Ling Tian's fighting spirit had long since disappeared. However, waves of unspeakable pain surged in his heart. Was he going to be humiliated by this foreign barbarian like this? Was he willing to let the two women next to him suffer these two things?
Is it defiled by a foreign barbarian?
Ling Tianyun showed a strong glow in his eyes, and his eyes passed over the two women. He saw a peaceful expression on the faces of the two women, and a faint blush on the cheeks as tender as a baby, and the slender
Their eyes were tightly closed under their eyelashes. They didn't seem to feel the danger coming at this time, and they seemed to have blind trust in Ling Tianyun.
Seeing the two girls smiling while sleeping soundly, Ling Tianyun's heart hurt even more. He had betrayed their trust and failed to protect them properly. And at this moment, he couldn't even fight a finger of the Khitan warrior.
An uncontrollable anger suddenly surged into his heart. He wanted to stand up. He also wanted to protect the two girls.
But he tried his best, but found that his body was still as heavy as a stone, and his strength seemed to have been drained, making him unable to move at all.
"Crack", there was another sound of footsteps stepping on the gravel, and the bloody aura surged like a tide, and the one-armed Khitan warrior came slowly step by step.
Ling Tianyun listened carefully to the slow footsteps. He knew that they were the footsteps of the Khitan warrior walking towards him. Except for this Khitan warrior, the Khitan warriors watching the battle seemed to have no movement.
Standing quietly under a winter plum tree.
Yelu Dashi, the Khitan warrior who announced his name, was smiling ferociously at Ling Tianyun, who was lying on his back on the ground. He stood next to Ling Tianyun. He looked down at him, with contempt and a cruel smile in his eyes.
The slightly raised mouth carries a bit of evil ambiguity.
Ling Tianyun felt that the evil breath was getting closer and closer, and his heart was even more anxious, but he had no way to escape from this desperate situation. He no longer had any strength or inner strength to use, and he looked up to
Lying down there is nothing but waiting for death.
Suddenly, the footsteps stopped, and a ferocious face appeared in his eyes. It was Na Yelu Dashi who looked at him with a condescending aura.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a bloodthirsty red light flash before his eyes, and a cold, ice-like chill pressed directly onto his neck.
The sword that was as curved as the waning moon glowed with a dazzling bloodthirsty red light, and the sharp blade exuded a chilling chill and pointed directly at his throat. But it was Yelu Dashi who held the scimitar in his left hand and turned the scimitar
The tip of the blade was pointed directly at Ling Tianyun's throat, and the frightening light stung Ling Tianyun's double thorns. The bloody evil aura emitted from the scimitar, hitting the man lying on the ground.
The Ling Tianyun on the bed almost seeped from his body into his bone marrow. The bone-piercing chill and the bloodthirsty evil spirit made Ling Tianyun's teeth tremble from the cold.
"Look at what you look like now, you are like a dead dog." Yelu Dashi made a sinister voice from his mouth, and his eyes shot out a terrifying light like purgatory.
The distorted ferocity on the other party's face and the vicious gaze in his eyes shocked Ling Tianyun, and at the same time he felt a little more relaxed. After all, the other party came straight to his side and did not stop beside the two women.
For a moment, it was obvious that his real purpose was to target himself, and for the time being, he had not focused on the two women.
Ling Tianyun's eyes were filled with the faint bloodthirsty light of the scimitar, and he didn't even have time to turn his head and split open the dazzling bloody red light.
A strong and powerful foot stepped hard on his chest, and the dazzling light in his eyes flashed again, and a cold chill spread tightly on his face.
Yelu Dashi pressed the scimitar tightly against Ling Tianyun's face. The curved blade, with a fierce and bloody breath, went straight into his nostrils. He felt the sharp blade
There were bursts of jubilant sounds coming from the scimitar, like bloody gods crying.
The blade of the scimitar gently slid across Ling Tianyun's cheek. Yelu Dashi's eyes flashed with a bloodthirsty look, and his face became even more twisted. Because he stepped on Ling Tianyun's chest with his right foot and began to tremble.
After exerting his strength, he felt the opponent's chest as hard as a rock under his feet, which made him very excited.
The strong foot on his chest made Ling Tianyun feel breathless for a while. The foot became heavier and heavier, almost crushing his chest. The cramping pain in his abdomen was still there.
It didn't go away, but there was another burst of pain in my chest, like a heavy mountain pressing down on me, as if I was out of breath.
With eyes wide open in anger, the scimitar in Yelu Dashi's hand slowly slid across Ling Tianyun's cheek, and a trace of blood immediately appeared on his face, but not a drop of blood flowed out.