My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

Such a big commotion finally drew everyone's attention away from the fight.

When Chapter 2 saw this, he was in a panic. He stopped the subordinate who had drawn the sword, and turned his head in a hurry, looking at Mo Yuanshan as if asking for help.

Mo Yuanshan signaled him not to act rashly, and the group calmed down for the time being, but everyone was still on guard with anxiety, for fear of sudden changes.

I also looked back, and the headmen in the cave stands were also extremely surprised, talking and discussing with each other, but unfortunately they deliberately lowered their voices and were too far apart, so they couldn't hear what they said clearly.

Yan Shi poked his head out and called Yan San loudly: "Third Brother! This..." Before he could finish speaking, Yan San in another cave raised his hand to stop him.

Xia Yu looked similar to Yan San, calm and calm on the surface, but when I looked at him, he narrowed his eyes slightly at me and turned his head to the corner.The meaning is obvious, he is telling me to roll aside and stay still.

At this time, I didn't want to make him angry, so I obediently moved closer to the edge and stood beside the water, farther away from the crowd.

Only the two fighting fiercely did not respond to this change. Presumably they would not and could not be distracted by foreign objects. Once one of them had a flaw, it would give the opponent a chance to use a killer move.

But the soldiers who came in just stood in a circle around the entire stone platform, everyone stood upright like a solid rock, no one spoke and did not move extraneously, as if they were just invited to watch the duel between two masters .

At this moment, Elder Yan's saber was still fierce when it came out, but it was not as smooth when it was drawn back as before. Several times, the front and tail were slightly light, probably because of the exhaustion of internal energy and physical strength.What he moves between his hands is a snow mountain, so while putting pressure on his opponent, he also needs his own internal force that is as calm and flat as the vast land to support it, otherwise his strength will be weak for a moment when the moves continue.

However, Song Mingguang's internal force is like a sea tide. No matter how big the waves are, the circulation will not cause a lot of loss. He also understands this, so he only looks for loopholes in the defense to attack. The longer the time is delayed, the better it will be for him .Just like Xia Yu tried his best to chop the wind back then, but in the end he could only exhaust his energy, but he couldn't touch him at all.

No matter how strong Elder Yan's saber technique is, no matter how deep his internal energy is, it will not be able to withstand the long-term wear and tear. If he can't break through Song Mingguang's vigor defense as soon as possible, let his own saber suppress the endless internal energy of the opponent's body, and block the wind and waves. When he is weak, there is no chance of winning, not to mention the silver spider silk that can kill in one blow is hidden in the wind!

Even I know that if Song Mingguang refuses to withdraw his internal energy to attack head-on, and continues to consume like this, Elder Yan may lose.

To lose is to die!

The battle situation is still deadlocked, but three more people walked in from outside the door, the leader in the middle seems to be a weaker crown, but he is dressed luxuriously, has an extraordinary bearing, and his behavior is different from the disgraced Jianghu grassroots present.

I suspected that he changed his clothes and washed his face before entering the door. Otherwise, after traveling in the mountains for a few days and arriving here, how could he still have such a clean face, and his clothes and boots are as new as before?Thinking about it, this person must be powerful and powerful, and he must be a good person.

"Who is this?" I asked Mo Yuanshan in a low voice.

"I don't know." Mo Yuanshan didn't look at that person, his eyes still followed Song Mingguang.

"Is it your friend in the court? Is he a general?" I think Mo Yuanshan is not telling the truth, but I don't know anything about the people in the court. I only know that the leader of the army is the general, so I start guessing randomly .

"Young Master Xia, I think highly of you, how can I know such a noble person?" Mo Yuanshan shook his head.

"Then why did he keep staring at you?" I couldn't believe that they didn't know each other. After the man entered the door and stood still, he immediately dropped all the etiquette, stretched his neck and looked around, and finally looked at Mo Yuanshan. I leaned over When talking to Mo Yuanshan, he even looked at me from a distance.

"Maybe it's because of you?" Mo Yuanshan still refused to admit it.

"What can I see?"

"What else is there to see next?" Mo Yuanshan smiled and pulled me back to the previous corner, "You are one of the keys to open the thousand-fold lock, stand here and hide it, don't let others see it casually, and don't do it if you have something to do." Go ahead."

I was speechless with this fake key, so I could only stand there and watch Mo Yuanshan pass through the crowd, and stood next to Chapter 2, which was also the closest place to Song Mingguang.

I still don't know who this person is, but his arrival really brought a change to this duel—when Elder Yan and Song Mingguang, who were originally fighting each other, retreated due to another collision of internal forces, Song Mingguang took the opportunity to fight against each other. Elder Yan shouted: "Xia An! Prince Rui is here, you still don't accept the move!"

The person here is Prince Rui?

I used to be indifferent to everything, so naturally I have never heard of the name of Prince Rui, but since it is a prince, it should be the emperor's brother, with such a noble status, why come to this kind of place in person?Could it be that the Thousand Layer Lock is so attractive that even the imperial court has to intervene?

Elder Yan turned his back to Prince Rui, he didn't answer, and he didn't turn his head because of Song Mingguang's words. He just held the knife in one hand and adjusted his internal energy with the other hand, obviously preparing to launch an offensive again, and didn't intend to stop there.

Prince Rui stood by the door with his hands behind his back, but at this moment he said leisurely: "Song Shushou doesn't need to be too polite, Xiao Wang is not in a hurry to come here today, you two don't need to worry about it, even if we ask for a winner first, let's let it go." Xiao Wang is eye-opening, don't be distracted, just keep fighting."

As soon as this little prince spoke, he lived up to everyone's expectations and made Song Mingguang's face green with anger. I admired secretly in my heart, the future of this prince must be bright.

Elder Yan really didn't have any worries, stepped forward again, and slashed straight with the simplest knife!

The tip of the knife is the peak, the energy of the knife is like ice, the mountain does not move, the ice does not melt, it does not overwhelm the sky, it does not cover all sides, he let go of all the flaws in his body, and only poured all his internal energy into a knife, only to Quasi one side, one line, one person at one point.

Song Mingguang's internal strength also suddenly gathered, and all the energy flowing around him returned to his right palm, and I could even feel a gust of wind sweeping from behind me at that moment, rushing towards him.

That is to say, one breath and one blink of an eye, the sword and palm of the two meet and say goodbye.

The wind gradually died down and the dust settled.

The ending is jaw-dropping, the winner of the master's fight has been decided, but in the huge mountain hall, no one makes a sound, only the dark river is ignorant, and the sound of water is still surging, weeping and howling.

Just before the breath, Silver Spider Silk, who had made many tentative attacks, saw the opportunity of the opponent throwing away his life, finally tasted the blood, and bit off one of Elder Yan's arms, flesh and bones.

Elder Yan knelt down on one knee, his left hand was missing, and the only remaining right hand was holding the knife. The blood crawled across the blade and got into the groove of the plum blossom branch, so a branch of red plum blossomed deep in the snow mountain, with hot red Reflecting the heat of life.

Elder Yan's left hand didn't know where it fell, the ground beside him was already pooled with blood, and the corner of his mouth was also bleeding, but he was smiling.

He laughed loudly, echoing round and round in the mountain hall, not much joy, but full of sorrow and unwillingness, until the lingering sound disappeared, only a desolate desolation remained.

Maybe he should laugh, but what he laughed at was definitely not his own victory.

Because of this trick, he lost, but his opponent in the last battle, the enemy he hated for decades, the person he wanted to kill most in this life-Song Mingguang, the head of Hongyan Shu, was stabbed in the back of the heart by a knife Wear a pair.

On the surface, it looks ordinary, and even a gleam of coldness is too stingy to catch people's eyes. The silver-white short knife sticks out of the chest, and the front end is exactly where the heart is.

As long as he pulls out this knife, Song Mingguang will surely die.

No one expected that at the moment when Elder Yan and Song Mingguang were fighting with all their strength, Mo Yuanshan would rush up against the burst of wind blade energy regardless of his own safety, stepping on Song Mingguang's retreating position, and sent out The short knife in his hand, Song Mingguang had already suffered a heavy blow, and he had no time to release his inner strength to take any precautions.

At this moment, everyone was still, only the flames jumped, shining light and shadows on the silver spider silk, revealing their position.

The silver spider silk was twisted around Mo Yuanshan's hands, feet, waist, neck, and vital gates everywhere, as if to turn him, who had been cut to pieces by the wind, into an exquisite and lifelike marionette.And he was indeed bound and pulled by these thin threads, unable to move any more, his whole body was covered with cuts and bruises, and blood dripped all over the ground, not less than that of Elder Yan.

"I won."

Mo Yuanshan didn't move or look at me, but I knew that I was one of the people he wanted to announce the news to.