86_86410 Shui Xinyin was shocked, she thought to herself, "What's going on? Could it be that there is something wrong with this chessboard?"

"Ah! Zi Xiaoyun, you killed me as a righteous person, now the truth is revealed, see what else you have to say, come quickly!" The picture was not yet closed, but I heard a person holding a long sword in his hand, slashing directly at Zi Xiaoyun!

"How is it possible, how is it possible!" Lin Mohan was at a loss when he saw the picture displayed on the chessboard, and hugged Zi Xiaoyun tightly as if he had lost his soul.

"Mo'er, be careful!" Lin Qingyu stepped forward to block the man's attack with a sword, "There must be a misunderstanding in this!

"The fetish has revealed the truth here! After that, the Chiyang Immortal Sword in Duanmu Tianchen's hand shone brightly, "Zi Xiaoyun, if you kill my teacher, this revenge will be avenged!" Duanmu Tianchen killed Zi Xiaoyun in an instant.

"W-"

"If you want his life, you have to kill me!" The Flowing Firefly Immortal Sword in Tan Feng's hand collided with the Chiyang Immortal Sword. The two glared at each other, stepped through the sky, and quickly fought fiercely in the air.

Wen Ren Honghao, he had already woken up at this time, he saw through the Qiankun chessboard that his father Wen Renfu was killed by Zi Xiaoyun, picked up the sword of broken water in his hand, and came to the sky with murderous aura. And the people in Rashomon and Furukawa Nunnery also poured up.

"Mo'er, be careful!" Lin Qingyu said, and then flashed his light rain sword and fought against the attacking Divine Sword Gate Gao Hang Gate.

"Brute, return my father's life!" Suddenly, Honghao slashed through the air with a water-breaking sword, "Qu Ling Eight Swords!"

Lin Mohan looked back, and shouted "Don't-", she quickly stood up and blocked Zi Xiaoyun with her body. Zi Xiaoyun seemed to have lost its color in front of him, and a crimson breath flew among the snowflakes, and the plain white ground was stained with a bloodstain in an instant.

"You, Miss Lin, are you ······ I, I'm not trying to hurt you, no, no!" Wenren Honghao looked at Lin Mohan, and the sword in his hand was inserted straight into her back, piercing through Lin Mohan's chest. "Why are you, why are you doing this!" exclaimed Wen Renhonghao.

Lin Mohan didn't care about anything outside his body, he just kept looking at Xiaoyun, but said, "It won't be you, it won't be you!"

"Mohan, it's not me, I don't······! Zi Xiaoyun spat blood in his mouth at this time, which frightened Lin Mohan back to his senses, "Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, you cheer up, it won't be you, definitely not you!"

Lin Mohan gritted his teeth, directly pulled out the water-breaking sword that pierced into his chest, and threw it back to Wenren Honghao, "Xiaoyun said that he didn't kill it, so it must not be killed by him! If you dare to make a move on Xiaoyun, I will definitely not let you go!"

Wenren Honghao was at a loss for what Lin Mohan said, why? He was no better than Zi Xiaoyun? Why, why was there only Zi Xiaoyun in Lin Mohan's heart! How could he repay the revenge of killing his father!

"Wenren Honghao! You actually dare to be so cruel to Miss Lin! Are you so unreasonable at Wangyang Peak!" At this time, Shui Xinren stood behind Wenren Honghao, picked up the Ice Spirit Sword and pointed at Wenren Honghao.

Hearing that Honghao was worried that there was no place to vent, he angrily held the sword of broken water and scolded: "Shui Xinren, if you dare to say bad things about my Wangyang Peak again, you will definitely be able to survive and not die!"

"Hmph! When you hear that the immortal is gone, you won't go to worship your father first, the first thing that comes to mind is just revenge! Your revenge must also be well-founded, and you have found the right person!

"Presumptuous! You dare to speak disrespectfully and call my Uncle Mu's name! Are you so pedantic and incompetent in Xianxia Peak?"

"Why, you want to fight! I'll tell you, Xianxia Peak won't be afraid of you Wangyang Peak!" Shui Xinren held the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand and went straight to Wenren Honghao.

Hearing that Honghao was willing to show weakness, he showed the sword of breaking water, and the two of them fought in the air. Wenren Honghao said proudly: "I want to see how powerful your Xianxia Peak's divine dance skills are!" After that, Wenren Honghao led it with a long sword, swinging in the air with his left hand, and with his right hand, he slashed the water-breaking sword to his left hand, stepping on an invisible step, and chanting in his mouth: "Qu Ling Eight Swords - Qu Ling is wonderful!"

"Hmph, insult my Xianxia Peak Divine Dance Technique, see if I don't kill you!Qu Ling Eight Swords, I'm really afraid of you!" Shui Xinren gently put down the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand, turned around on the ground, and drew a cold light with a beautiful posture, like an immortal singing and dancing.

The two of them respectively used their respective peaks and veins to fight each other, and the two swords collided, making a sound of "woohoo".

"Sword fighting style", "vertical and horizontal style", "sky piercing style" ····· One move at a time, the eight swords of Qu Ling played freely in the hands of Wenren Honghao. Not to be outdone, Shui Xinren's divine dance technique exuded brilliance around him, blocking the sword qi of Qu Ling's eight swords one by one.

At this moment, Lin Mohan was quietly holding Zi Xiaoyun, she wanted to rescue Zi Xiaoyun, but the dark copper chain could not be interrupted at all according to her current internal strength. Zi Xiaoyun looked at everything Lin Mohan did for him affectionately, Zi Xiaoyun cried, he really cried for one person, he owed her too much, she said if she could marry her, but he couldn't do anything.

"Mohan - why do you treat me like this, why do you ······"

Lin Mohan stroked Zi Xiaoyun's face, a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth dripped on the back of Zi Xiaoyun's hand, and said with a smile, "Because, because of ······" The tears in Lin Mohan's eyes had already sealed her throat, and the blood in her chest eroded her light blue coat, "Because, mine, my heart, has already been given to you, no matter how you want to advance or retreat in the future, I will, I will be by your side." Lin Mo choked and lay in Zi Xiaoyun's arms.

"Ink, ink······ Mo Han ——!" Zi Xiaoyun shouted loudly, and the sound power could shatter the sky and shatter everything in this world.

"Mo'er——" Lin Qingyu turned her head to look, and hurriedly pulled herself to Lin Mohan's side, she put down the light rain sword in her hand and hugged the injured Mohan, "Mo'er, why are you so stupid, so stupid!" Lin Qingyu's tears warmed the surroundings and everyone on the side.

"Hmph! Miss Lin is kind to me, and Xiaoyun is also kind to my mother, you actually hurt her like this! Look at the sword!" Shui Xinren said, holding the Ice Spirit Sword in his hand, and stabbed Wen Ren Honghao. Wenren Honghao immediately blocked it with the Broken Water Sword, and the two fought again.

"Now that the truth is revealed, what else do you have to say, Zi Xiaoyun! Everyone kill him! Avenge the death of the righteous path hero!" There were several shouts from the crowd, and at this time, they took the opportunity to bewitch everyone and besiege Zi Xiaoyun together. Everyone looked at each other a few times, "Zi Xiaoyun, take your life!"

"If there is anything, come at me! Stop hurting my daughter!" Lin Qingyu picked up the light rain sword, rushed into the sea of people again, and fought.

Chen Daoyu and Chen Daoqi took the opportunity to attack at this moment and stabbed straight ahead. Suddenly, a fairy sword with purple arrogance blocked the power of the dragon's tooth sword, and Chen Daoqi was shocked: "What are you going to do!"

"Zi Shaoxia has a life-saving grace for me, this favor must be repaid, I don't allow you to kill him!" Shui Xinyin held the Ziyan Immortal Sword in his hand and looked at Chen Daoqi.

"Shui Shouza, don't take an inch! I let you score three points and you still kick your nose in the face! Don't forget, this Purple Flame Immortal Sword was given to you by Wen Ren's Palm Sect! Not only did you avenge Wen Ren's Palm Sect, but you actually hindered me! You know, no matter how powerful your Xuantian Sect is, I won't be afraid of you!" Chen Daoqi waved the dragon tooth sword in his hand and attacked Shui Xinyin.

"I haven't forgotten that this Purple Flame Immortal Sword was given to me by Senior Brother Fu! So before the truth is found out, don't kill good people in vain! And the real murderer is this Purple Flame Immortal Sword in my hand, and I will kill it myself!"

"Then I want to see, is your Xuantian Sect's Falling Flower Sword Technique powerful, or is my Ten Thousand Swords Sect's Ten Thousand Swords Returning Sect better!" Chen Daoqi swung the Dragon Tooth Sword left and right, killing him head-on.

In the Taixu Palace, there was a chaotic battle, the air was no longer so cold, the scenery was no longer so white and beautiful, only the light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, flashing back and forth, and in the sky, blood red covered the beauty of plain white.

"Amitabha, what a sin!" the two masters, Wuxin and Wule, couldn't help but sigh as they looked at the scene of the fight.

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"Mohan, Mohan——" Zi Xiaoyun cried bitterly, as if he hadn't heard the noise around him, "Mohan, you don't want it, don't ······ Woowoo"

Lin Mohan was woken up by Xiaoyun's call, "Xiaoyun, it's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay······ I, I still have ······" Mo Han cried bitterly with blood flowing down, "I still have a lot to say to you, I really want to ······"