"You go." Xiao Jian's expression was as indifferent as ever, he drew his sword, and fell at the end, a pair of alone after breaking, blocking the pursuit of the posture made the sand between his fingers secretly surprised, such a battle, even though he knew that Xiao Jian's martial arts were strong, and before the opening of the Three Realms, he had the strength and expertise of an enemy, but the situation in front of him still made people dare not rest assured. Almost all the witches in the Vulture Palace have the same strength as Xiaojian, and any one who fights alone with Xiaojian has the power to fight, such as Ming'er and Ling'er, if they fight with Xiaojian, the result will not be a war of attrition that cannot be separated in the short term. At the same time, in the face of so many strong people, as well as the amazing strength, people in the rivers and lakes think that the sword Ruyan, the magic sword and demon pupil, the most inconspicuous but extremely strong real strength Ming and others, Xiaojian is alone, can he block it?

"I'm broken!" The sand between his fingers turned his heart sideways, and if he was determined to sacrifice, he would sacrifice himself. Although her life and death have no impact on the Wudang Alliance, it is absolutely impossible to compare it with Xiaojian's influence. Tianmeng once gave her a new life, this kindness, she has always wanted to repay it, but she always felt that everything she did was not enough to repay that kindness, which is also the reason why she has been reluctant to leave Tianmeng, ungrateful things, she doesn't want to do. At this moment, if you can use the Thousand Illusion Quicksand to block the pursuers for a while, so that Xiaojian can escape safely, it will be regarded as a return to this kindness.

Don't hold the wrist between the fingers, just gallop away, and the fingers can only turn his head to look at the back of the little sword standing quietly, as calm as a mountain......

"It's useless for you to stay, there is no difference between Xiaojian against a master of the same level and against a group of masters of the same level, besides, after the system adjustment, our god-killing duel level has been greatly improved, and Xiaojian's Dugu Sword has entered the third stage of Dacheng, you don't have to worry."

The words of not saving made the finger sand feel a lot more relieved, after all, the person who knew the little sword martial arts best was originally purple shirt and not existing, and he was so confident. Why should she worry about it?

When he turned his head, the finger sand saw the gaze that did not exist and looked back at the back of the little sword, the kind of trust, reliability, not fierce but very strong affection, made the finger sand smile......

Many years ago, she had such a gaze.

"Ignore him." When Le'er's words fell, the chasing people scattered and separated, choosing to bypass Xiaojian far away, so as to avoid many people being held back here by him alone. The masters who know the little sword are well aware. The biggest feature of Xiaojian's martial arts is that there is no difference between facing a group of masters of the same level and facing one in a short period of time, only the consumption of internal force is the only difference.

In front of the crowd, Xiao Jian was alone, holding the sword silently, staring indifferently at the crowd scattered on both sides, trying to bypass them.

One man, one sword.

If it is someone else, there is no doubt that it is like a mantis arm blocking the car, and in exchange it will inevitably be swallowed up by this powerful tide in the blink of an eye. But he is a small sword, an undefeated legend, an undefeated legend who was once alone and guarded a door of the main altar; There have been countless times when a man and a sword saved the undefeated legend of the masters of the Shenzhou Gang; The halo of the first person in the Chaos Era with the head over his head - the legend of invincibility for hundreds of years.

Jianghulu has long had a description that many people in the rivers and lakes are familiar with - killing the enemy alone. One person, one sword, ten thousand people, undefeated legends; Come and go freely, tens of millions of people come and go calmly, and kill people like numbness. Legends of Killing and Justice; omnipotent, myths and legends; The sword does not kill, and there is no legend of blood.

Although there are many people at the moment. The comprehensive combat power is far more than an undefeated legend, but these surviving members of the Justice League are originally top super-first-class masters, and no one will be stupid to let the undefeated legend drag them here alone.

Once you let the people flee far away, there is no hope for them to chase them again.

"Ming and I chase the sand between my fingers, the sword is like Yan and it doesn't exist, Ling'er and Rong'er are responsible for hearing it, Li and sad The deputy alliance leader is going to chase the hammer king after they kill the heart and learn to do it-"

"Give me the little sword, and you will come back to the wheel little sword after you finish packing." Ming'er spontaneously asked for help in a flat tone, and took over the errand of entanglement Xiaojian, with the characteristics of her Liancheng Sword, she naturally has a high degree of certainty, if there is no accident, with the Liancheng Sword Qi to trap Xiaojian, as long as her internal strength is not exhausted, Xiaojian has no possibility of getting out of trouble.

Everyone bypassed the small sword and stared at their respective goals, and the super-first-class masters who had not been clearly assigned spontaneously divided into several groups and cooperated with those with clear goals to carry out the siege.

The small sword in the crowd is like a stone in the river, and the crowd that bypasses him is like a stream of water that separates when it encounters a stone, and the waves that jump on the stone are like Ming'er who jumps up and the sword unfolds!

One after another, the white, materialized huge Liancheng sword qi flew out from mid-air towards the small sword on the ground.

Under the sun, Ming'er, who is dressed in white, has a calm expression, a beautiful posture, and her clothes and hair fluttering in the wind are like a fairy in the earth......

"The battle that was expected before the opening of the Three Realms has been delayed for so many years." Yi Yun looked at the purple shirt with a cold expression on her expression, before the Three Realms were opened, only Xi'er knew how to open the key and the changes after opening. The purple shirt didn't know, and Yiyun didn't know either. Because he didn't know, Yi Yun at that time already knew that if the Vulture Palace was defeated at that time and the Heavenly Alliance didn't get the key, the Zixiao Sword Sect and the Heavenly Alliance would inevitably fight. Because at that time, Yi Yun's was almost originally to take advantage of the fisherman, and when the Vulture Palace and the Heavenly Alliance were defeated, they were swept away in one fell swoop, including the Vulture Palace and the Heavenly Alliance.

But the changes in the opening of the Three Realms have made everything come to naught.

After coming out of the eighteenth layer of hell, Yi Yun didn't think about it again, but soon, the reality of the rivers and lakes told him that this result would be inevitable in the end.

When the era of NPC domination is over, when the people in the rivers and lakes will dominate the rivers and lakes again.

The Vulture Palace, the Heavenly Alliance, and the Zixiao Sword Sect will eventually fight.

"Yiyun, the Heavenly Alliance and the Justice League can stand together, the Heavenly Alliance is white and dusk, or it can be yours." In the eyes of the purple shirt, only Yiyun's face is reflected, but there is no Xi'er's face.

These words, even if the purple shirt didn't say it, Yiyun would have understood it a long time ago.

Before the opening of the Three Realms, White Dusk once wanted to see him, and Xiaojian also asked Blue Sun and Bucun to find him, proposing that the two alliances be merged into one, and Yi Yun would serve as the eternal deputy leader of the alliance, with corresponding powers. Little Sword in the day, this promise will not change, with white dusk, with Little Sword's credit as a guarantee.

Maybe a lot of people in the rivers and lakes will agree.

But Yiyun refused, even then Yiyun already knew about the white dusk. Even if he understands that white twilight is one, and white can be one with him. Such a merger can indeed be integrated.

Of course, this integrated merger will not include the Vulture Palace.

There is only one possibility for the integration of the Vulture Palace, and that is, as agreed many years ago, when Xiaojian defeated Xi'er, Xi'er married him.

Other than that, the purple shirt will not accept.

"There is only one possibility, I am the only alliance leader." Yi Yun said indifferently with an expressionless face, even if he didn't say it, Zi Shirt originally understood Yi Yun's thoughts, and he would not hand over his fate to anyone. No matter how reliable a promise is, it is definitely not as reliable as the fate you dominate.

"If there wasn't more of her." The tone of the purple shirt was still very cold.

"It's all promises, and there's no escaping it. There are no ifs. "Yes, there are no ifs. The artistic conception of selflessness creates all the inconsistencies, but it cannot be a reason to avoid it.

For the purple shirt, Yi Yun has never had anything to say. Because she was so perfect, many years ago at the bottom of the fallen leaves, he told Purple Shirt very disapprovingly that he would not have that kind of liking for her, never.

At that time, the purple shirt was carefree and ignorant of the world in Yiyun's eyes. Her insistence initially seemed a ridiculous and absurd thing in Yi Yun's eyes.

So he asked Purple Shirt if she kept giving money to someone, and that person would never give her, not even a word of thanks. Who can do such a thing?

Yi Yun felt that it was impossible, no one could do it, and it was fundamentally against human nature.

But hundreds of years have passed, and Zishan has been the one who gives money, and she says that if she can do it, she can really do it.

There are two miracles in Yi Yun's heart, one is the sword of benevolence in the twilight, and the other is the myth of the purple shirt.

"The battle was against White Dusk, Purple Shirt, temporarily asleep, albeit letting go. Let the sword speak-"The future of the Justice League, the future of the Wudang Alliance, in fact, originally, there is no need to talk about it. The rivers and lakes are originally the place where the sword speaks, everyone has their own way of believing, when there is a fundamental conflict with other people's roads, you can choose to give up your own way and follow others, but if you want to stick to your own way, it is inevitable, you need to use other ways to solve the road how to go. "Qunfang is jealous, stop white." Yi Yun dropped this sentence, took Concubine Xiao Hong, and galloped away without looking back-

Behind it, the white internal strength on the purple shirt suddenly exploded, and the shot was a unique stunt of the famous rivers and lakes - Martial God Combo!

The light and shadow of the swift fists and feet were like white meteors piercing the void, shooting straight at the back of the Xiao Hongfei who was held by Yi Yun!

Qun Fang's jealous figure flashed, blocking the direction behind Yi Yun's departure, his sleeves flicked, with a blurry cloud of dark energy light, and instantly broke the attack of the Martial God Combo! In the white mist of light that dispersed, Qun Fang hid his face with one sleeve and chuckled. "Huh...... Others are afraid of your martial god combo, but I'm not afraid. In front of the Sunflower Treasure Book, there is no such thing as a great stunt. ”

"I've wanted to kill you—it's been a long time!" The figure of the purple shirt suddenly turned into a flash of light, and the martial god weapon in his hand instantly turned into a northbound purple shirt sword, and his body suddenly accelerated, and he unleashed the move of the Western Heaven Sword Codex, and the momentum was fierce and went straight to the group of jealousy-

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Today's third chapter is a chapter that fills in with last month's 628 monthly passes. (To be continued......)