The Genius

Blood, slowly along the edge of the edge of the slip, slowly dripping to the ground.

Blood flow is very slow, very slow, but in the sun, but with a sense of suffocation can not say.

The world seems to stop at this moment, all the focus is also focused on this moment.

At this moment, no matter they were enchanted, or Shangguan Xiaozhi, they all held their breath, and no one could know the outcome of the battle.

At the time of Tianmo's appearance, the situation of confrontation was finally relaxed.

Li Shang's face was pale, and his wrist was weak. He released the dagger and let it fall to the ground. Then he looked at Ye Tianlong and sighed softly:

"Ye Tianlong, you are a nine grade master. We underestimated you."

Li Shang has a sad face and is cheated by Ye Tianlong. He always thinks that he is an eight grade master. Who knows that he is a nine grade demon in the world.

If they had known that ye Tianlong was a Jiupin, they would not have been so careless, and they would not have been able to catch mice and cats, and they would have gone all out to attack each other as soon as they met.

Hearing this sentence, the soul and cold light were shocked. Thinking of Ye Tianlong's age, they felt speechless suffocation.

Ye Tianlong coughed softly, and his face was no better, but his hand holding the knife was still steady and powerful.

"It's not a good thing for young people to be too sharp. I want to hide well, but you forced me out."

What ye Tianlong said is very true.

Li Shang gave a wry smile: "people are really more popular than dead people. They have entered Jiupin and are respected by people. They can also establish a sect. Even the officials are courteous."

"Such a big advantage, but you deliberately hide your nine grades."

Some people are helpless

Ye Tianlong is also very helpless: "you don't understand, I prefer freedom to Jiupin. How many people are tired by fame and live a hard life, ha ha."

"So if it's possible, I really hope I'm not Jiupin."

"Rush

The poisonous fire that had been standing could not bear it at first, spewed out a mouthful of blood, fell to the ground, covered his heart and closed his eyes slowly.

The blood flowed from the fingers, which was very dazzling.

Ye Tianlong looked at Li Shang and said, "you have a good way to go, too."

Li Shang shook his body and looked at the sky with a bitter smile: "good, I lost today's battle, but I was convinced."

"If you don't agree with me, I will laugh to death..."

Although he felt that if he could do it all over again, it might not be the result now, and ye Tianlong was more likely to be killed.

But Li Shang also knew that they wasted a good hand and had no complaints.

"Rush

Li Shang, whose life was dying out, looked gloomy. His body swayed backward, and then he fell on the grass with blood holes.

In this battle, he and poisonous fire stabbed Ye Tianlong with four sabres, and ye Tianlong stabbed them with sixteen sabres. Who lives or dies, the strength is doomed.

"You are Jiupin..."

Although he knew that ye Tianlong was at the end of his life, and his blood was clearly visible, the word "Jiupin" pressed him to death.

He looked at the dead three companions, and then at the soul of the dead one leg. His eyelids jumped, and he turned and ran to the bamboo forest.

He lost the courage to fight to the end.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Tianlong knelt down, his hand didn't seem to move, but his right hand had flashed a red dot.

A flash of red light, like the early sun before Li Ming!

"Ah -"

in the middle of the cold light, suddenly there was a roar, and he staggered and continued to rush forward.

Ye Tianlong did not pursue, but also waved to stop them.

After running more than 20 meters, Leng Guang trembled and fell to the ground without saying a word.

Ye Tianlong walked slowly and found that there was a bunch of blood on the ground, and the cold light fell at the end of the bloodstain.

"Cough..."

Leng Guang covered his throat with one hand, and the blood kept bleeding from between his fingers, a little red thorn in his throat.

Leng Guang wants to talk to Ye Tianlong, but he can't say a word. His throat is gurgling, emitting the last vitality.

Ye Tianlong leaned over to pick up a little red, looked at the cold and desperate face and sighed: "five people come together, five people go together, this is the brother."

"It's so heartless to run alone..."

Ye Tianlong looks at the soul not far away.

Shangguan Xiaozhi also raised his sword, pointed to seduce the soul and drank: "don't you surrender?"

"Ye Tianlong, we lost, we underestimated you, we miscalculated."

"However, no matter what, I will not surrender. Even if I die, I will not surrender."

In fact, it's clear to the soul that it's not that they underestimate Ye Tianlong, but that ye Tianlong is too evil. At this age, he is the first person in martial arts.Therefore, five people were killed by Ye Tianlong's xiaodai. They could only say that there was more Providence, but the soul still felt uncomfortable.

How neat and energetic were the eight heavenly kings of the past? Now seven are dead, and one of them is still a broken leg.

He was desperate and lonely.

In order to maintain the integrity of the eight people, and to make their lives more colorful, the enchanting spirit didn't fight again with Guan Xiaozhi, but stabbed a dagger into the heart.

"Rush

A stream of blood burst out, and the body swayed. He fell to his knees with a plop, and blood came from his mouth. He looked at Ye Tianlong and said with a smile:

"Ye Tianlong, I'm sorry you can't kill me."

Soul licking his lips: "and I believe that in the near future, the leader will sacrifice your head to us..."

Ye Tianlong looked at him with a faint smile: "don't worry, I will let you reunite with Zhao Wuji."

"You'll see," he said with a sneer

Then, with a turn of his wrist and a burst of blood, he fell straight to the ground, biting a piece of grass in the corner of his mouth, as if he was attached to the last breath of the world.

at this time, the walls of the club and several buildings were high, and human figures flashed, and seven or eight of them ran away like frightened birds.

Tianmo was about to be pursued by people, but was stopped by Ye Tianlong, who were all spies from the thirteen League It doesn't make much sense to take it.

"Ye Shao, ye Shao -"

when the soul alluring vitality was extinguished, ye Tianlong's body swayed twice, and Shangguan Xiaozhi and Tianmo rushed up and helped him.

Ye Tianlong's body trembled, and he was still a little cold. His physical strength and energy were all overdrawn, but he still looked at Shangguan Xiaozhi and asked, "what should I do now?"

One of Shangguan's filial piety was stunned: "what should I do?"

"World War I became famous..."

Ye Tianlong's tears came out, and then his head tilted, collapsed and fell into a coma

"Less leaves, less leaves!"

Shangguan Xiaozhi kept shouting with Ye Tianlong in his arms, and then asked people to call the doctor quickly: "call people to save Ye Shao!"

When ye Tianlong was carried on the stretcher by Longmen's children, Shangguan Xiaozhi issued instructions to several cronies:

"it is said that the eight heavenly kings of the thirteen leagues are dead."

"Every gang has its own association. Those who follow me will prosper and those who rebel against me will perish."