Chapter one hundred and seventieth fatal blow
When masters fight, they must keep their minds focused. Once someone is distracted, they may die without a burial place.
What Zero wanted was a fatal blow at the moment when I was distracted.
My sword power was slightly chaotic.
Zero's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light.
In the midst of lightning and flint, the wounds on my body suddenly spurted with blood: "Iron-Blooded Demon-Slaying Sword!"
As I roared, the blood spurting from my body suddenly condensed into one place, turned into a scimitar and slashed towards my opponent.
The blood-red blade completely engulfed the opponent's body the moment it hit him. There were no wounds on Zero's body, but it was stained scarlet with blood.
The opponent took several steps back under my heavy blows before regaining his balance!
I also stood there holding the Nine-ringed Life-Decapitating Knife. I couldn't see my face, but I could guess that at that time my face would look like gold paper and look like a ghost.
The Iron-Blooded Demon-Slaying Sword drained 30% of my blood at once. Although it was able to win by surprise, it also left me unable to fight anymore.
When I looked sideways at Ye Yang, he was half-covered in blood and his face was pale.
Half of the mountain wall opposite him had collapsed, and a human hand holding half of a long sword was exposed among the rubble on the ground.
Ye Yang's opponent never let go of his sword until he died.
A man dies if his sword breaks, this is a true swordsman.
Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Meng Qingqiu, it's your turn to take action!"
Meng Qingqiu looked at Xiang Yunshang and suddenly smiled: "Meng Qingqiu, a disciple of Nan Weiyang's sect, is willing to dedicate his life's merits in exchange for Yunshang's peace!"
"You..." Before Ling could shout angrily, Meng Qingqiu had already stabbed the dagger into his belly.
There was no hand left with that knife, and the dagger, which was several inches long, was completely hilt-free in one blow.
Ling looked at Meng Qingqiu for a moment and then said: "That's right!"
Meng Qingqiu fell to the ground with a blood-stained smile, and Ling stood up and walked slowly towards the mouth of the valley.
Zero, the moment I turned around, I couldn't help but feel a chill.
Zero character is enough to be called a hero.
She can no longer acquire the secret skills of the Black and White Medical Clinic, and she can no longer fight with Ye Yang and me. Retreating is her only choice.
Zero knew very well that no matter who of me or Ye Yang fought for half of his life, he would be able to give her a fatal blow. But she walked calmly between life and death.
Since you can't bet on the minuscule outcome, it's better to leave a shadow for your opponent.
A heroic figure has his own dignity.
The moment I held the sword, Ye Yang suddenly trembled the sword.
The sword in Ye Yang's hand fell silently at my feet like a sneak. Before I could figure out what was going on, a drop of blood from my body fell on the sword's edge.
The moment the round blood bead slid down the blade of the sword, several cuts exploded on Zero's body. When scarlet blood stains filled the sky like clouds and mist, Zero's body slowly fell to the ground.
Night Owl!
When Night Owl was ambushed just now, Ye Yang once fell to the ground with his sword and shouted: "Send the soul!"
The Night Owl's soul rests on Ye Yang's sword?
That's for sure!
My iron-blooded demon-slaying knife can only kill people, but cannot cause bloodshed. It was Night Owl who took a drop of my blood and used a curse to cause the opponent's blood to splatter wildly.
When Ling fell to the ground, Meng Qingqiu, who was still alive, struggled and said: "Yun Shang, don't follow them. They severely injured Nan Weiyang's leader and will not let them go."
Meng Qingqiu didn't care whether Xiang Yunshang heard it or not, and said again: "Zero is the invisible leader. But she rarely appears by herself. What you have met is Nan Weiyang, one of the five invisible forms."
"You killed one of Nan Weiyang's top swordsmen and put a curse on their leader. You must be careful of the other party's revenge."
"Intangible, revenge is unscrupulous!"
After Meng Qingqiu struggled to say a few words, he looked at Xiang Yunshang again, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start, and finally closed his eyes with a trace of reluctance.
Before I could catch my breath, Xiang Yue rushed to my side: "Mr. Li, please quickly think of a way to save Yunya. You have already won the battle. Yunya's disease can definitely be cured. You said so."
no?"
When I turned to look at Old Yun, my heart sank slightly: Old Yun was dead.
Not only is the inheritance of the Yun family gone, but also the person who can save Yun Ya is gone.
I was just about to tell Xiang Yue: Yun Ya was hopeless.
Xiang Yunshang suddenly said: "I can save Yunya!"
"You?" Before I could recover from the shock, Xiang Yunshang explained: "Just now... Grandpa... risked his own soul to forcibly penetrate the Yun family's medical skills into my consciousness."
"He also said: Let me save Yunya immediately. This is the test he gave me. If I can save Yunya, I will be qualified to inherit the Black and White Medical Clinic. If I can't save Yunya on the contrary, he would rather let the medical skills be completely lost."
I said in a deep voice: "When did this happen?"
Xiang Yunshang whispered: "Just...just when Meng Qingqiu committed suicide!"
I probably understand the intention of Old Man Yun, whether he is a doctor or any other inherited artist! Only when he can control his emotions and do the job well in the face of great joy and sorrow, does it mean that his skills have reached the level of
To the end.
Chapter completed!