He He stood in the yard with a expressionless face, his eyes full of fighting spirit, staring at the pale-faced man in front of him.

He Shen can't remember many things, but what he remembers most clearly is that he met Dragon Sword eight years ago, and the two of them faced each other. That night, there were several people who died in the hands of Dragon Sword. He Shen forgot what the relationship between those people and him, and he only remembered that there were knife marks on his chest.

However, the obsession in his bones made He He's hatred more. In the past eight years, what He He's most longed for is to kill the Dragon Sword to take revenge.

"You are not protecting your little master in Jingshan, but you come to seek revenge on me. Why? Do you want one life to exchange for another?" Long Dao looked at He Shi with his eyes narrowed, and murderous intent emerged.

One of the things that Long Dao regrets the most over the years is that he did not get rid of the roots. The family of seven in front of him was killed by himself and left behind him...

Long Dao didn't expect that this person would have such obsession with his own life.

"Get out and die." He He's face was still cold.

Long Dao's eyes were full of complexity. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and looked at the man in gray beside him and said softly: "Xiao Gu, bring my knife."

"Mr. Long, you are seriously injured. This... is impossible!" said the man in gray.

Hearing this, Long Dao replied: "Whether we say it doesn't matter. Go and get my knife!"

The dragon sword strengthened the tone, and the man in gray who heard this stopped hesitating and turned around and walked into the room.

No one supported him, and the Dragon Knife almost fell to the ground. He stood up straight with force, but he still looked like he fell down with just one touch.

After a while, the man in gray took a long knife from the room. The blade of the knife seemed to have just been sharpened. This knife was the one that Song Ye had bought at the auction before. After getting it, Song Ye asked someone to send the knife back from Jingshan City.

So far, Dragon Sword has not tried the power of this knife.

The knife was very heavy. The moment he took the knife, the dragon knife almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he supported the ground with the tip of the knife and also supported his body.

After a while, Long Dao held the knife with his right hand and slowly walked out of the room.

In the yard, Long Dao and He He stood in opposition and looked at each other, which turned out to be an atmosphere of a knight fighting life and death.

Hop!

He He never talked much. Seeing Long Dao standing firmly, he stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, running towards the Dragon Dao like a horse stepping on a flying swallow, with a shocking speed.

bite!

The Dragon Knife swung the knife around the air with difficulty, and the blade just slashed He He's sword.

Both of them are cultivators, and their use of weapons has been cultivated to the Mahayana. The true energy of one sword and one sword surged. Within one second, He Heizhai pulled three swords, but they were all blocked by the dragon sword.

However, the Dragon Sword was injured. The two seemed to be fighting lightly, but He Heshen's true energy shocked the Dragon Sword and retreated repeatedly.

puff!

A mouthful of blood was spit out of the mouth of Long Dao. Long Dao covered his chest and looked at He Shi with a painful expression.

A few days ago, Long Dao and Feng Chaohai chased He Shi. On that rainy night, He Shi's injuries were heavier than him, but now He Shi looked like a normal person, which surprised Long Dao.

"Slow!" Seeing He He Xing rushing towards him, Dragon Sword shouted and looked at He He Xing incredible: "It's only been a few days before your injury is healed?"

He He took back the sword in his hand: "Half done, but it's enough to kill you."

Thinking that He Sheng was still waiting for him in Jingshan, He He didn't talk too much nonsense with Long Dao. After saying this, he rushed towards Long Dao again.

If He Sheng was here, he would be amazed at He He's quick sword.

The sword shadows are heavy, spinning in the air, like a gorgeous flower, making people unable to see the traces.

This is He He's strongest strength. His entire body of energy is on the sword. The reason why his sword is easy to break is not because his opponent is too strong, but because the sword cannot withstand the true energy in his body.

The two of them were getting faster and faster, and the collision between the sword and the sword made crackling sounds. Although Long Dao was seriously injured and weak, he could barely block He Shi's initial offensive with all his strength.

However, He He's attack was getting faster and faster, and in the end, he could no longer see where his sword was.

bass!

He He stabbed Long Dao's chest with a sword. The Dragon Dao's sword itself was about to be in front of him, but because his hand trembled, the knife slowed down. The sword in He He He's hand almost wiped the Dragon Dao's sword.

The sword accurately pierced the dragon sword's heart.

Dragon Dao's body stiffened for a moment, and his eyes looked at He Shi in horror.

Blood kept emitting on his chest, and the sword in He He's hand was stained with blood.

clang!

The sword in He He's hand suddenly broke into two pieces.

Dragon Saber's body also fell to the ground.

In the end, the sword was not broken by the true energy in the dragon sword's body, but was broken inexplicably, which made He Shi very confused.

It seems that this is the case every time. The sword given by He Sheng broke after using it, which is too useless.

"Mr. Long!" Seeing the Dragon Dao fall to the ground, the man in gray ran towards the Dragon Dao quickly.

Dragon Saber widened his eyes and looked at He He who was standing in front of him. I don’t know if he was dead or there was still a breath.

After hesitating for a moment, He He turned around and walked out of the yard with a blank expression. He took down another sword on his back and held it in his hand, as if he was going to kill someone.

At this moment, Xiong Shilong's home.

The lights in the living room are very bright, and Xiong Shilong is still having a meal.

There was a man two years younger than Xiong Shilong at the dinner table. The man looked very similar to Xiong Shilong. The two drank wine and ate side dishes, and had a great conversation.

This is Xiong Shilong's younger brother Xiong Shiyang, who is slightly two years younger than Xiong Shilong. The two brothers have not met for a long time.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Xiong Shilong's face turned red. He told his brother about what happened to the Long Foreign Chamber of Commerce recently, especially He Sheng.

"According to this point, this surnamed He will definitely die this time?" Xiong Shiyang asked Xiong Shilong.

Xiong Shilong nodded: "Of course, if the master of the Li family takes action, he will naturally be dead."

"It seems that I came back in a bad time. If I had known that this person had caused such a big trouble for my elder brother, I should have come back soon and killed him with my own hands!" An angry flashed in Xiong Shiyang's eyes.

Xiong Shilong smiled and said, "It's okay, it's all the same as everyone kills. Besides, this kid is not easy to deal with. I heard from Yin Bangdong that I have been searching for this for an afternoon, but I still haven't found the trace of this kid. I hope Mr. Feng will not be able to pass the slap in this trip..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zheng ran in from outside in a panic.

"President, Mr. Second, something is wrong!" Zhou Zheng shouted.

Xiong Shilong's expression changed and he turned his head and glared at Zhou Zheng: "What's wrong? Didn't you see Mr. Er and I having dinner?"

"President, Long...Mr. Long is dead." Zhou Zheng said.
Chapter completed!