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Both forces stood in place and watched the two people make quick moves. After a long time, there was a little commotion on both sides.The side of Luanhua and Beifei is fine, at least Hong Shengyun and Junqiao are in charge, but the side of Burning Heaven Clan has no leader in the first place, and now it is even more turbulent.Fen Tian's disciples all looked at Miao Shan, but Miao Shan was all focused on the battle situation and had no leader, which made them panic.

But both Yu Xiu and Rong Huai's internal strength is unpredictable, and their sword moves are evenly matched, a hundred and eighty moves have passed in a blink of an eye, but there is still no difference.

After blocking the blow from the side, Rong Huai withdrew and took a few steps back, separated from the stalemate battle with Yu Xiu, and sneered: "Oh, brother is brother, and the swordsmanship has not fallen at all in all these years. I am afraid that it is you who fight like this I fight for days and nights until my internal strength is exhausted before I can win or lose."

Yu Xiudao: "What do you want?"

"One sword, just one sword, one sword determines success or failure."

Yu Xiu stared into his eyes for a while, and replied, "Okay, just a sword."

Both of them raised their long swords to the height of their faces, looked closely into each other's eyes, and both of them began to adjust their internal energy, so that all their true qi could be concentrated on the long swords in their hands.

Yu Xiu slowly closed his eyes, and when he was concentrating on the sword in his hand, suddenly the immature face that belonged to Rong Huai when he was young floated in his mind, reborn in peace for a lifetime.

With clear features and handsome features, Rong Huai at that time, his eyes were as clean as a bowl of clear water, and he could easily see the blue and white porcelain at the bottom of the bowl.He also laughed often at that time, but at that time he laughed because he was purely happy, not the expression that always smiles elegantly but is very city-like now.

When people reach a certain age, when recalling the past, there will always be an illusion as if it were yesterday.Time flies quickly and slowly, the clearer the memories of those youths, the more illusory they are.

Yu Xiu finally let out a long sigh, then opened his eyes again, looking at Rong Huai with regret.

The pupils of the two contracted several times almost at the same time, and then they slashed at each other with all their strength.

hum-

The sharp and ear-piercing sound of the sword blades touching each other vibrated with high frequency in everyone's ears.

Ding--

A sound of metal breaking suddenly broke through the air.

A severed blade spun at high speed and flew over Yu Xiu's side face, cutting off a strand of his temple hair and leaving a long bloodstain on his cheekbone.

Rong Huai quickly withdrew the long sword that had been cut off, and then stabbed the long sword at Yu Xiu, who had lost his defense, at a speed that no one could react.The long, sharp blade penetrated Yu Xiu's chest easily, and the blood spurted out sprayed Rong Huai all over.

Rong Huai's face stained with Yu Xiu's blood twitched slightly with excitement, his voice was low and nervous: "Do you know why I learned to forge swords? You know that I stayed in that hellish sword-making pool for ten years What is Ruyi for?"

Yu Xiu was still holding the broken half of the long sword tightly in his hand, and blood was constantly overflowing from the corner of his lips.

"Brother, how do you understand, how can you understand, what I did to revenge you?" Rong Huai laughed absently, "Everything I did, everything, was for today, everything about me."

"Rong Huai..." Yu Xiu's mouth was full of blood, and his words were vague, "No one wins...we all lost..."

"No, I won, I won!" Rong Huai laughed loudly, "This time I won thoroughly!"

Yu Xiu looked at him with pity, and after a while, his pupils narrowed again.

His chest was still on Rong Huai's long sword, but he didn't hesitate at all, he took two big steps forward, abruptly moved his body from the tip of the sword to the grid, and then used the last of his strength to hold his hand Only half of the remaining broken sword was inserted into Rong Huai's heart vein without any mistakes.

"……you lose."

Yu Xiu's voice came from his ears weakly but firmly.

Rong Huai's eyes widened, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything, his throat seemed to be blocked by the sudden surge of blood foam.

The sword is in the heart, and there is no cure.

Rong Huai turned his head little by little with difficulty, looked at the broken sword stuck in his chest, and made a faint voice in his throat: "Why...what..."

The people around were shocked by the scene in front of them, and the huge canyon was so quiet that even the birdsong could not be heard.

Rong Huai's sword was in Yu Xiu's body, and Yu Xiu's sword was also in Rong Huai's body.

At some point, the eyes of both of them lost the last gleam of light, and finally looked at a certain point of nothingness in a dull and empty way.When they died, their bodies were still rigid in that position, and their eyes were not closed.

He will not rest in peace.

He also died with regret.