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The red glow is like blood, and the sky is full of red clouds like burning,

Ling Tianyun's eyes saw the endless blood-colored firmament, and an unspeakable tragedy surged in his heart, he almost choked on the stalk-like throat, and his hoarse voice roared like a beast. The burning blood in his body began to boil www.biquge.info, every blood cell was filled with endless power, and his bones were reborn, discovering some new changes, but these changes were imperceptible.

The dantian under his abdomen was as dry as exhaustion, and at this moment it was even more exhausted by the endless sadness that surged in his heart, and he didn't notice that his dantian suddenly gushed out a different kind of true qi. That trace of different true qi is like a fragile shoot, it is growing and growing, as long as a little wind and rain will destroy it, that trace of different true qi is like a weak flame, as long as a breath of wind blows, and can extinguish it, that trace of different true qi is like a wandering wanderer, as long as a drop of water, it can be drowned.

Ling Tianyun didn't notice the situation in his dantian at all, he only felt that the harder and harder flesh in his body began to condense the terrifying power, and that power was gathering more and more, filling every muscle of his body. But the sad and sad breath in his heart became stronger and stronger, so thick that his brain was full of his grandfather's kind face and his old figure.

"Hahahaha." Yelu Dashi suppressed the sky and smiled, "I didn't expect you to cry, I didn't expect that you were only pretending to be strong just now, I really laughed to death." You really let Lao Tzu look down on you, at this moment Lao Tzu doesn't even have any interest in torturing you, as for these two delicate chicks on the ground, Lao Tzu will reluctantly accept it for you. You can go with confidence, Lao Tzu will take good care of them. ”

Yelu Dashi thought that Ling Tianyun, who was crying out of tears, was crying because he couldn't bear his torture, and when he saw tears flowing from the other party's eyes, his heart was immediately extremely happy. At the same time, when he saw that the other party was so unbearable, he lost interest in torturing him again, he didn't want to torture him like this anymore, he had lost interest. He felt that he had destroyed the will of the other party, and the other party was no longer worth wasting his time, and he knew very well in his heart the hatred of his broken arm. People are in the rivers and lakes, who is not alive on the tip of the knife, either you die or I live.

As soon as the words fell, Yelu Dashi raised the scimitar in the knife, the knife that was like an evil moon glowed with dazzling blood in this cold blood-stained dusk, it let out a sharp cheer in Yelu Dashi's hand, and with a sharp and piercing roar, it went straight to the neck of Ling Tianyun, who was lying on the ground and scattered.

The other Khitan warrior who was standing with his hands on his chest also lost interest, and he also saw the young man's eyes with tears in his eyes. Suddenly, he was full of contempt for this young man who was as hard as iron at first, at first he admired the other party as an iron-clad man, but he didn't expect to break the third rib and he shed fragile tears like surrender, which made his heart full of disdain and contempt for Ling Tianyun.

Hearing his companion's words, he agreed very much, and he also lost interest in watching the play, and when his companion raised the crooked saber, he already knew the end in his heart. He didn't have to guess this ending to know, it must be the young man in the dark clothes whose head fell to the ground. Then he turned his gaze to the two girls who were sleeping on the ground, and from their open necklines he could see their snow-like skin and slender jade necks.

There was a strange light in his eyes, and there was a surging fire in his heart, but he didn't step forward, he just waited quietly for the screams of the young man to die. He seemed to see the moment when the blood rushed to the sky, and this moment was what he was most looking forward to in his heart.

However, there was no scene where the young man's head fell to the ground and his blood rushed to the ground. It's just that what he never expected was that the tearing screams he heard in his ears, but the screams were so familiar, which suddenly shocked his heart, and at the same time raised an unspeakable uneasiness in his heart. The uneasiness was like a maggot attached to the bones, wrapped around him like an octopus.

Yelu Dashi raised the scimitar and slashed at Ling Tianyun's neck with a swing of the knife, his eyes revealing a trace of cruelty and hideousness, and the knife slashed down as fast as lightning. Before the scimitar fell, he felt a sense of relief, his revenge for his broken arm, and one of his long-cherished wishes had been fulfilled.

The feeling of converging all the strength of his body like a sea made Ling Tianyun feel relieved, he could already completely control his body, and his heart was no longer so desperate. A blazing fire of hope burned in his heart, but he did not expect that the tears he shed because he guessed that his grandfather had happened to him would be misunderstood by Yelu Dashi, and although he was angry in his heart, he was still silent.

He didn't expect that the other party had already had a killing intent, and immediately executed it, swinging the knife and slashing at his neck from top to bottom.

Ling Tianyun was no longer the Ling Tianyun he was just now, he had already recovered the mysterious power in his body that was as violent as a beast.

Immediately, Ling Tianyun retreated from his thigh at the moment of danger, and quickly pulled out the dagger he had hidden for a long time from his thigh. Before the scimitar could fall, he made a strange prostrate movement, and the cold light in his hand flashed, and the dagger turned into a meteor and shot towards the chest of Yelu Dashi.

After the dagger was taken off, Ling Tianyun rubbed his feet, and his body immediately flew diagonally to the ground, and soon he was out of Yelu Dashi's control.

And Yelu Dashi was fantasizing in his heart about the moment Ling Tianyun's head hit the ground, he didn't even glance at Ling Tianyun, he just felt that the scimitar in his hand was slashed towards him and his neck.

Unexpectedly, his heart suddenly trembled, and a strong crisis suddenly surged, and before he could react, a tearing sound screamed in the air. And he subconsciously stared at it, only to see a dagger glowing with endless cold light reflecting the color of blood, surging towards his chest. But the scimitar in his hand was cut into the air, and the figure of the young man in the fantasy clothes was long gone under the ground.

Caught off guard, Yelu Dashi panicked, and immediately frightened his hairs stood on end.

With a "poof", the dagger flew like lightning, and it pierced into Yelu Dashi's chest at once, and the dagger also entered his chest, leaving only the dagger handle outside his body.

With an incredible expression in his eyes, Yelu Dashi looked down at the dagger on his chest, he didn't expect it to end like this anyway. He didn't expect that the dagger that the other party shot out of his hand would be so fast, so fast that he could barely react, so fast that he couldn't allow him any chance to escape.

The look of despair in his eyes began to spread, and Yelu Dashi felt his heart twitch, followed by a dim feeling that hung over him. Pain, heartache, sadness, tragedy. Yelu Dashi raised his head to the sky and let out a loud howl, and he didn't expect that he would die in the end under his carelessness.

If there is an afterlife, he will not delay for any time, as long as he has the opportunity, he will immediately kill the enemy in his hands, only the dead are the safest, this is a wake-up truth that suddenly came to mind before he died. However, there is no afterlife in this world, and there is no if, let alone if, so there is no regret medicine in this world, and if you are careless, the end is to lose your life.

Yelu Dashi sighed in his heart, and only he could hear the sigh in his heart.

The blood-colored sunset is like the blood-colored elegy, the blood-stained sky is like a red elegy, the cold wind is still, and the lonely goose is singing.

The blood on Yelu Dashi's chest splattered like arrows, his eyes gradually turned gray, and he felt his body become more and more cold. His consciousness gradually blurred, and his vision began to become dreamlike. In front of his eyes, the green tent-like prairie, the dense veil-like forest sea, the towering and dangerous peaks, the majestic and wide mountains, and the great glaciers reflecting the sunlight exquisitely appeared.

Consciousness gradually disappeared in a blur, his body slowly cold like a river of blood, and the scimitar in his hand slowly fell off as his pupils opened slightly.

"Bang", a burst of sparks flew around, and the scimitar fell from his hand, smashing the stones on the ground into sparks.

Ling Tianyun got up and flew diagonally and landed directly beside the big sword, he quickly picked up the big knife, and looked at the blood-soaked Yelu Dashi with vigilant eyes. This blow sneak attack, he didn't expect it to be so easy to get, he only felt that the dagger he threw away was very fast, so fast that he had some surprises.

Ling Tianyun was not in a happy mood when one move hit, he knew that there was another deadly threat by his side, that is, another Khitan warrior who was intact.

"You're very nice, and you surprised me. I didn't expect Dashi to die like this under your despicable sneak attack. Another Khitan warrior watched his companion be attacked by Ling Tianyun, and then watched him slowly fall in a pool of blood. He said to Ling Tianyun in a calm tone, with an irrepressible calm in his tone, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

Ling Tianyun was stunned, he didn't expect Fang to be so calm, his companion had already lost his life, but he was not panicked alone. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, of course Ling Tianyun didn't believe that he didn't want to seek revenge on him, let alone stupidly think that the other party would let him go.

Guarding his body for the attack of the Khitan warriors, Ling Tianyun tightly grasped the heavy and thick broadsword in his hand. Although his true qi in his body was exhausted, his physical body was infused with the true qi from the foot of Yelu Dashi, and he had already recovered fifty percent, but his own true qi was exhausted, so there was no way to recover to ten percent of his combat strength.

To Ling Tianyun's surprise, the technique he cultivated could actually use another True Qi to infuse into his own body, and then transform other people's True Qi into the mysterious power that lurked in his own body. He was also surprised by this, but there was no record of this in the Mahayana Heart Sutra, let alone an explanation for it. So he became more and more interested in the mystical and infinite sense of this mental method. The longer he cultivated, the more he didn't understand this mental method, and until now, he didn't know which sect this mental method belonged to. Listening to the name feels like the mind of Buddhism, but when he cultivates, he has a feeling that it is contrary to the purpose of Buddhism.

Putting aside those doubts in his heart, Ling Tianyun only had less than one percent of his combat power in his heyday, and he was anxiously pranayama, hoping to recover his internal strength as soon as possible. At the same time, he was vigilantly guarding against another Khitan warrior standing not far from him.

He heard the endless horror intent from the words of the Khitan warrior, as well as the strong and overwhelming killing intent of the other party, surging like a tide and beating like a wave. And with only one percent of his combat strength, he only felt that he was like a light boat, swaying on the stormy sea.

A trace of disdain flashed in the other party's eyes, for Ling Tianyun's behavior, that Khitan warrior was very disdainful, they had always used the wolf as their totem, that is, they worshiped the madness of the wolf and the ferocity of the wolf. But they don't despise the kind of people who sneak up behind their backs, especially the Han people, who think that the men will only have some shady tricks and some intrigue calculations.

Ling Tianyun also heard the other party's disdain and contempt, but he didn't sign it, and expressed his helpless struggle with silence.

Seeing that Ling Tianyun didn't say anything, although the Khitan warrior was surprised, he still clenched his saber that was curved like an evil moon. He looked at the dagger that Ling Tianyun shot out just now, and the strength and precision of the other party were beyond his understanding of this young man.

So he could only concentrate on dealing with the frail young man, and he didn't want the tragedy of his companion to happen to him again. He was going to teach the boy a good lesson, and of course, he was going to kill him with his own hands.