"Stop!"

Jian Chen frowned, and suddenly understood what the man wanted to do. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Therefore, he could no longer continue to look coldly, and as soon as his body was displayed, he was about to rush in front of the man.

Pity...... Late.

Poof!

Another mouthful of blood arrow rushed out of his mouth, spraying right on the chest of Jian Chen, who was rushing forward.

The slightly hot temperature made his chest hot, and he suddenly stopped.

It's a mouthful...... Hearts and minds!

Looking at the young swordsman from the Falling Sword Gate again, Jian Chen's brows furrowed even deeper.

The man actually moved, although his body was only moving forward slowly, and he might fall to the ground at any time, but in the end, he still moved.

How strong is the internal power of the Grandmaster realm, where is the acupuncture point that he, a young disciple who has only reached the realm of fame, can unravel?

Unless......

Unless he used his own power to shatter the sealed acupoint, only then would Jian Chen's internal force that was condensed in the acupoint be released.

But that would be tantamount to asking for your own death!

The shattering of the acupuncture point is already a very serious internal injury, coupled with Jian Chen's strong internal force escaping everywhere in his body, the damage caused to his body is not overwhelmed by a violent rain of swords and arrows, no matter who it is, it is the resurrection of Lei Feng, and in the face of such a bad situation, he can only die again.

In order to unlock the acupuncture path, he did not hesitate to exchange his life!

Jian Chen's cold expression finally changed.

He looked at the disciple of the Falling Sword Sect who had turned pale in an instant, and even spit out blood foam that was already mixed with fragments of internal organs, and a storm suddenly blew in his heart.

He...... Why?

Desperate to die to unlock the acupoint, he ...... And what can be done?

Could it be that this serious injury is death, and what damage can be done to oneself?

"Jian Chen's ......"

The disciple of the Falling Sword Gate stumbled in front of him, almost using all his strength, but he was never able to raise the sword in his hand, and finally simply let go, and pointed into the sword, slowly, inch by inch, towards Jian Chen's chest.

Even so, a smile could still appear on his pale and colorless face, and his lips grinned, revealing a mouth full of blood red.

"As I said, no matter how high your martial arts are...... Both, all ...... Unable...... Palm...... Control, someone else's ...... Bear...... Die!"

Intermittently, he finally finished saying this, and raised his two-fingered hand sword, and finally stabbed Jian Chen in the chest at this time.

Naturally, there was no harm, his fingers just touched his shirt stained red by his own essence blood, and then ......

Plop!

The finger slid down against Jian Chen's chest, pulling the still wet blood stain into a long blood stain, and finally stabbed the finger on the chest, and after touching it, it fell weakly.

And his body was also ...... at this time Fell to the ground and finally ...... Motionless.

He's dead.

He's dead?

The muffled sound of his body falling to the ground seemed to wake up Jian Chen, his eyes were blank, and he subconsciously lowered his head, but he could only see the ...... who stretched out a hand and pointed straight forward at him Corpse.

Just to prove it...... I can't control his life and death?

The blankness in his eyes suddenly shook when he realized that the man was dead, and then he was enveloped in a thicker fog.

"Is it worth it?"

He asked softly, looking at the breathless corpse at his feet.

"Of course it's worth it!"

Naturally, it was not the corpse that answered him, but the nine standing figures behind the corpse, with tears in the corners of their eyes.

With a fog, he looked up blankly at the place where the voice came, but saw that the expressions of the nine people were the same as the one who had just died, solemn and tragic.

"I call you blood ...... in my blood"

One of the nine repeated this sentence in a low voice, and suddenly raised his head, and the tear in the corner of his eye finally slipped down, the teardrop was not clear, nor cloudy, but it was a ...... Tears!

"Dear colleagues, I implore you to remember a name in the future, when you are in intrigues, when you are in a clique, when you are in a clique, and even when you are greedy for life and afraid of death......

"Ten Swords of Meteors!"

His voice suddenly rose high, he raised his head, let the blood and tears outline a tragic trajectory on his face, and shouted: "The blood of the Ten Swords of the Meteor cannot be shed in vain, and the Ten Swords of the Meteor cannot die in vain, everyone, ......"

"The revenge of the Ten Swords of the Meteor, please!"

The high-pitched roar grew louder and louder, almost to the point of deafening, and on the contrary, above his head, wisps of mist rose up, but did not disperse, swirling and swirling, condensing into three colorless flowers.

Three flowers gather at the top!

This is the performance of the extreme performance of the skill, one of the ten swords of the meteor who fell at Jian Chen's feet, when he broke through the acupoint suppression, he also condensed three small flowers.

"Eliminate the demon and defend the way, at any cost!"

Suddenly there was another loud roar, the sound shook the sky, his face suddenly became distorted, his eyes were extremely wide, and the corners of his eyes were broken, and the three small flowers on the top of his head were ...... Bloom.

"Eliminate the demon and defend the way, at any cost!"

"Eliminate the demon and defend the way, at any cost!"

.........

The roar was like thunder, and it had not yet fallen, followed by one, two, three...... Nine Ways!

The nine thunderbolts were like the Ninth Thunder Tribulation, every sound, every word, was slashed at the bottom of Jian Chen's heart, causing his body to shake suddenly, but the fog in his eyes had completely blinded his eyes.

Twenty-seven small flowers are condensed at the top of the three flowers, each of which is nourished by this thunder, and it blooms instantly!

Plop!

Plop!

Epiphyllum...... In a flash.

Thunder disappeared, and there were ten more corpses in the front yard of Luo's house.

The ten swords of meteors shine in front of people with the momentum of meteors, but they cross the sky with the momentum of meteors, and disappear without a trace in just an instant.

However, just this moment of sparkle has drawn a chrome mark in everyone's mind that cannot be healed by eternal life!

Lei Hu sighed deeply, and his expression was very sad.

Ten Swords of Meteors......

He secretly clenched his fists, his eyes were fixed on the ten corpses, and he secretly swore: "Although our positions are different, your grave will not expose you to the wilderness!"

Outside Luo's house, on the roof of a very inconspicuous house, Bai Zhentian took the quadruplets to watch the scene in the courtyard from afar.

"See, that's the real provocation. ”

Bai Zhentian put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

"Lordship...... Are the ten of them also ......?"

The shock on the faces of the quadruplets has reached the point of no return, can it be...... What kind of meteor ten swords are these, and they are also the internal responses that the Lord has placed in the Broken Sword Alliance?

But...... Is this too radical, isn't it? He was willing to use his life to be faithful to the plan of the whole Bai Zhentian?

"No, they're just a bunch of ...... It's just stupid. ”

Bai Zhentian said lightly, suddenly waved his hand, and said, "Go ahead, make another mistake, be careful of your head." ”

The four of them trembled, did not dare to say more, and even responded respectfully, then jumped off the roof and disappeared into the dark street.

"Ten Swords of Meteors?" I want to thank you for ......" (To be continued.) )