Hearing this, I don't know where the strength came from, I can't care about the pain on my body anymore, I jumped up all of a sudden, almost knelt in front of Bai Qingyi, and said loudly:

No, no, no, I did all this, I ambushed Xiao Hou on the way, and then, disguised as her, deliberately drunk Bai Qinghou, and then threw him into the smoke and water.

So, if you want to kill, you can kill me, I also know that I am guilty of a lot of sins, and it is not a pity to die, I can die in the hands of your sword god Bai Qingyi, I will die without regrets.

Du Yanzong also got up from the ground, walked behind Song Yanqiu tremblingly, put his fat little hand on her shoulder, smiled slightly bitterly, and said slowly:

Xiaoqiu, why are you suffering, why have you suffered for me? Without you, do you think I can still live in this world?

Bai Qingyi's face was still expressionless, but his pupils began to shrink gradually, and the thick murderous aura that shrouded his body began to gradually spread, and he said:

A loving couple who share hardships and hardships, and a benevolent couple who raise their eyebrows, but a loving and benevolent couple like you, but twenty years ago, a lonely and helpless younger brother lost his brother, and a son who was not yet weak lost his father.

Song Yanqiu swept away Du Yanzong's hand on his shoulder, stood up suddenly, walked straight to Bai Qingyi, straightened his chest, and said:

That's right, Bai Qinghou was killed by me, in the past twenty years, what you have been waiting for is this day, if you want to take revenge, just do it, there is no other word.

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and looked like he was dying generously.

Du Yanzong hurriedly blocked in front of her and said loudly: It's me.

Song Yanqiu said: It's not him.

Du Yanzongdao: It's me.

The two of them suddenly rushed to admit that they were the murderers who caused the tragedy of Throwing Gold Villa twenty years ago, as if they were fighting for a delicious lunch.

Although they all understand that whoever admits it will inevitably die.

Although they also knew what Bai Qingyi had lived incognito in the vegetable garden behind the mountain of the Golden Villa for twenty years, they still did not give in to each other.

Du Yanzongdao: It's me.

Song Yanqiu said: It's not him.

At this time, after the argument just now, Du Yanzong's eyes were completely red, and the bloodshot completely exploded, filling his sockets.

He suddenly turned his head, looked at Song Yanqiu coldly, yelled, and said: Okay, good, good, it's you, it's you Song Yanqiu who killed Bai Qinghou's family, now, I will kill you, so that you can survive.

As soon as the words fell, the knife had already been struck.

His knife was rusty, ordinary, so blunt that he could barely cut tofu.

And it was this blunt knife that was inserted into Xiao Hou's heart twenty years ago, crippling Bai Qinghou's legs alive and into the "Two Forgotten Smoke Water" as dark as Jizo.

This blunt knife, which had obviously been cut by Bai Muyun's bulging robe just now, had already fallen to the ground, but suddenly it returned to his hand, as if it had always been in his hand.

When exactly......

At this moment, this blunt knife is emitting a breathtaking power, refracting the ice edge of the ice cube.

Song Yanqiu was stunned.

She still couldn't believe Du Yanzong's sudden change.

Although she was ready to bear all the responsibility for Du Yanzong, she still couldn't believe that Du Yanzong would suddenly knife her.

She really didn't believe that Du Yanzong would suddenly strike and slash at her with this fatal knife.

A short knife, a blunt knife, but it is a fast and fierce knife, a knife that is simply unguardable.

And Du Yanzong is in front of him......

Chop down with a knife, avoid nowhere to avoid......

Seeing that the blade like an ice peak refracting the sunlight was about to cut into Song Yanqiu's flesh......

Suddenly, I saw Song Yanqiu, who was originally half-kneeling on the ground in a daze, suddenly opened his mouth, and a white light flashed between them, like a flint burning in the cold night, with the sound of metal impact.

Ding, ding, ding.

The sound of three crisp and layered metal crashes was poignant and rapid, passing through this dark, rocky underground palace.

It was three small arrows, the size of a soybean.

The three small arrows shot hurriedly when Du Yanzong looked down like a blunt knife that reflected the sun's ice peak.

The small arrow cluster slammed into the short knife that Du Yanzong stabbed, like a firework that flew into the air and suddenly exploded, and flew out in three different directions.

One shot at the white light clothes who were still standing in front of the crystal coffin and staring at the palace master lying inside......

One shot at Bai Muyun, who was standing proudly with his back against him, looking at Bai Qingyi with admiration......

One shot at Du Yanzong, who saw the short knife that seemed to be refracting the light of the ice peak, towards him......

What is it like to send three unexpected arrows from three different directions by an unexpected person at an unexpected time?

Du Yanzong's blunt knife, which seemed to be refracted with ice-like light, was suddenly stirred by the hidden weapon shot by Song Yanqiu, and he suddenly changed direction.

However, the speed of the cut is faster, sharper, and faster than before.

The blunt knife that was originally slashing at Song Yanqiu suddenly stabbed at Bai Qingyi.

Mutations occur in an instant and are completed in an instant.

Faced with the three small arrows that suddenly shot out, three people, three completely different reactions.

Bai Muyun, who seemed to be wandering casually, moved his body slightly when the little arrow was about to shoot into his throat, and the small arrow shot seemed to hit the stone wall, clanged, and fell to the ground.

It is a protective barrier that surrounds the body.

And Du Yanzong took out the knife, and after the small arrow that was shot changed direction, his body also bounced out with the change of direction, even faster than the knife he shot just now, and fast.

It's as fast as the shadow of sunlight refracted by an ice peak.

Du Yanzong's large water tank-like body flew into the air, like a candlelight that was slightly beating by the evening breeze on a spring night.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed that Du Yanzong, who had such a bloated and bulky body, could actually do it so perfectly.

Du Yanzong's blunt knife changed direction after being hit by the small arrow shot by Song Yanqiu just now, and it had already come out of his hand and became a flying knife.

The flying knife shot out and shot at Bai Qingyi, but suddenly there was an identical short knife in his hand.

The same bluntness, the same rust, but the same swiftness, the same smell of death.

Du Yanzong's blunt knife was in his hand again, and it suddenly rolled over, and the small arrow that changed direction after the impact also changed direction, stabbing at Bai Qingyi.

At the same time, after Song Yanqiu shot three small arrows, he also had the same blunt knife with the breath of death in his hand, which was also aimed at Bai Qingyi's back, and suddenly struck.

Two hidden weapons, three short knives, sealed all of Bai Qingyi's retreats from five completely different directions, oh no, it should be said that it sealed all his ways of life.

Even if Bai Qingyi's swordsmanship is unparalleled, not to mention, at this moment, he does not have a sword in his hand, and it is extremely difficult to shoot down the five vicious and cruel weapons that have been attacked one by one.

Even if he avoided the delicate arrow passing through his throat, he could not avoid the blunt knife plunging into his body.

Even if you dodge one small arrow, you can't avoid two.

What's more, in addition to two small arrows, there are also three deadly short knives.

Although the knife is blunt, it is more than enough to kill.