Tang Xixi moved very quickly. He stood up, drew the bow, and shot the arrow in one go.
Buzz!
This arrow was even worse than the arrow that "killed" Lin Mu.
A blue flame broke through the sky, and all the snowflakes within a hundred meters radius disappeared.
Poof!
In the blink of an eye, the Qingluan Divine Arrow shot into King Yan's body.
The air suddenly became quiet.
All the sounds around him disappeared and fell into dead silence.
"ah"
The next moment, a terrifying aura exploded from King Yan's body. All the restraints outside his body were shattered, and terrifying sound waves shook in all directions.
His head was flying in a mess, blood was vomiting from his head, and his body fell heavily into the distance.
"Death reverses life!"
King Yan was like a wounded beast, extremely crazy. What was even more horrifying was that a sea-like death breath surged out of his body, and then turned into life force and began to repair his injuries.
Although Qingluan's flames were extremely terrifying and made his injuries extremely difficult to repair, he at least saved his life.
Countless people around saw it, and they were all horrified. King Yan was so terrifying that he didn't even want to kill him like this.
puff!
Seeing that King Yan was about to repair his injury, a sacred weapon-level dagger was suddenly inserted into his neck.
The top of the mountain suddenly fell silent and became even quieter than before. It was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
King Yan's eyes were about to burst, and he stared in front of him. He saw the eldest prince Li Jianye standing ferociously in front of him, and the other end of the dagger was held in Li Jianye's hand.
He had defended himself against so many people and fought through so many powerful enemies, but he never expected that he would fall into the hands of his son.
"Why?"
King Yan's mouth kept bubbling with blood, and he looked at Li Jianye in disbelief and asked.
"Why?"
The expression on Li Jianye's face kept changing, including cruelty and fear, but more importantly, excitement. He shouted, "Father, why are you so stubborn? Marshal 6 just said that as long as you give up the throne to me, he will
He would stop his troops and plead guilty, why wouldn’t you? Why are you so selfish?”
"brute!"
Before Li Jianye could finish speaking, King Yan's face became distorted, and countless blood spurted from his pores.
The spurt of blood once again turned into a powerful force for him, knocking Li Jianye away. However, he obviously kept his hand and did not kill Li Jianye. Otherwise, with his strength, even if Li Jianye had ten lives, it would not be enough for him to kill him.
After Li Jianye was knocked away, King Yan roared in grief and anger: "No one can kill me, just wash your necks and wait for me one by one!"
Amid the roar, he turned around and swept down the mountain without hesitation.
His speed was as fast as lightning, and he was at the edge of people's field of vision in almost the blink of an eye. He was afraid that he would flee in the next moment.
Everyone on the top of the mountain came to their senses one after another, their faces once again covered in fear, seeing that they really couldn't kill King Yan today.
Many people were frightened when they thought of the revenge war that would begin when King Yan returned to Yanjing.
Suddenly, without warning, the world became quiet.
The wind and snow suddenly stopped, as if being stopped by the hand of God.
Buzz!
The next moment, an incredible roar of swords rushed into the sky.
What followed was an extremely cold killing intent, like a slaying dragon crawling out of the Nine Nether Abyss.
Of course, what is even more terrifying is the indescribable sense of destruction and the direction from which the aura is coming.
"What? Lin Mu?"
"He's not dead?"
Everyone looked horrified, staring in disbelief at the cyan figure who had stood up at some point.
There was no foreign object in Lin Mu's eyes.
The snow was like goose feathers, and the sky and the earth were like a furnace. He felt that at this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to be independent. There was only one person in his field of vision, King Yan who was running away.
In his right hand, between the five fingers, there is a blue flying knife, like an imprisoned killing dragon, trembling crazily but unable to break free.
Buzz!
After an instant, he shook his five-fingered arm, loosened his five fingers, and the flying knife suddenly shot out.
Chant!
Like slaying a dragon and breaking the ban, the sound of the sword resounded throughout the nine heavens.
With a flying knife in hand, there is no living thing in the world that cannot be killed!
In the distance, the fleeing King Yan had already moved more than ten miles away, with resentment on his face and planning a future revenge plan in his heart.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and his soul felt like it had fallen into an ice cave.
Shocking!
Freeze time!
A frozen soul, like a sword intent from ancient times, penetrated time, space and years, and suddenly locked him.
fear!
King Yan, who had always been domineering and fearless, suddenly felt a sense of panic in his heart.
Facing that peerless sword intent, it was like standing on the top of a mountain and looking at the falling stars when he was young. Even if he stood extremely high, he still felt deeply insignificant.
If it were normal times, even if the stars really fell, he would be able to avoid it even if he couldn't block it. But now he was seriously injured, and the two decisive kills of the Qingluan Divine Arrow and the First Prince's Dagger almost exhausted his energy.
, the body function is extremely weak.
"Is this the Flying Knife of God?"
Countless people had expressions of emotion on their faces. Just now, Tang Xixi's Qingluan Divine Arrow had already made them incredible, but now Lin Mu's Divine Flying Knife seemed even more mysterious and surprising.
Du Yu, Xiao Linying and others felt even more ashamed. Compared to this superb sword, all their methods were simply childish.
Now thinking about their evaluation of Lin Mu, it seems even more ridiculous.
Click, click, click!
Under the gaze of these eyes, the star flying knife, which contained the ultimate true meaning and the energy of fifty-two innate avenues, suddenly broke through all the defenses of King Yan.
"No!"
For the first time, King Yan's face showed a look of ferocious fear.
However, all struggles are in vain.
If the Flying Killing Sword was still there, he could still save his life, but the Flying Killing Sword had been entangled by Luo Lan and Du Wanxue, and there was no time to save him.
broken!
The true energy is broken, the inner armor is broken, the flesh and blood are broken, and the bones are broken.
All his defenses were pierced by this knife.
Poof!
Finally, the blue flying knife was inserted between his eyebrows.
The vitality and soul in his body were like a defenseless baby in an instant, exposed to the extreme truth, and everything collapsed in the blink of an eye.
boom!
King Yan's body fell helplessly from the sky.
Time seems to be frozen at this moment.
Everyone on Yue Mountain looked at this scene in stunned silence as if they were under a restraining spell.
died?
King Yan, who had been famous since he was twenty years old and had been in power for nearly forty years, died like this?
"Father"
Just when people thought they were still in a dream, a mournful cry that was obviously filled with excitement but was suppressed sounded, "Father, why did you die?"
It’s Li Jianye!
Seeing the eldest prince's performance, everyone present was speechless.
If people hadn't seen with their own eyes that it was the eldest prince who stabbed King Yan's neck with a dagger just now, they would have really thought how sad he would be.