Brother, where is the integrity?

The originally peaceful ice lake is now in chaos. The battle between the righteous martial arts and the demon sect is becoming more and more fierce. Everyone is trying their best to kill the enemy.

Murong Qing, Huang Qingshuang, Song Shaoqing, and Siniang, the four sect masters, also joined the battle, and they could easily kill the enemy with their swords in their hands.

At the same time, Xiao Changfeng and Wangchen, the two leaders, also joined the battle. Although their martial arts are not as good as those of the sect leaders, their skills are far superior to those of the Demon Sect disciples. It's not hard.

Even Li Sanming's master and apprentice also joined the battle, Li Sanming is always strong, although he is a genius doctor, but his martial arts are unambiguous, even Murong Qing is not as good as him.

The girl Ning Rou is more interesting. Although she is a delicate girl, the two thin lancets she holds in her hands are surprisingly superb, and she calmly harvests those members of the Demon Cult.

Looking at the overall situation, the righteous way of martial arts still has the upper hand in this melee. After all, the number of people is several times larger than that of the Demon Cult. Although the distribution of strength is not very uniform, don't forget that there are still a few seniors sitting here.It is only a matter of time before these demon disciples are wiped out.

The people from the Demon Sect are all average in strength, they are all ordinary masters. Although their martial arts are far inferior to Xiaowu and the others, they caught the martial arts people by surprise with their perfect coordination.

Although Yao Lian was still sitting on the ground in a daze at the moment, but for some reason, no one dared to hurt him. Even so, Gong Qingduo was still worried, and looked at Yao Lian from time to time when he was fighting with Xiao Wu Xiao Liu A few glances, for fear that something might happen to his little junior brother.

Gong Qingduo knew that Yao Lian must be feeling bad at the moment, Han Feng died trying to save him, regret and emotion filled his heart, affecting his emotions.Not to mention whether he could escape, what Yao Lian needed most at the moment was not comfort, but to cheer himself up, which was what he needed most.

"Alas..." Gong Qingduo sighed softly, stopped worrying about those many things, and began to fight with Xiao Wu and Xiao Liu with all his heart. He must defeat these two as soon as possible.Only then can I protect my beloved little junior brother.

Yao Lian was still sitting stiffly on the ground, his mind was muddled at this moment, and he felt as if he had never seen what happened around him.

Han Feng is dead.Yao Lian couldn't believe it, he had always regarded what he experienced in this world as a game, so he laughed and cursed and lived freely.

I haven't experienced any great setbacks, let alone the ugly side of human nature.All along, he can basically get what he wants, and he has never lost anything.

Maybe it was too arrogant, he forgot that this is a real world, the reality is cruel and bloody, people keep gaining and losing, experiencing satisfaction and pain.

It can be said that Han Feng's death was a blow to Yao Lian's self-righteous head. This is a cruel world. If he doesn't work hard and fight for it, he will gradually lose everything he cares about...

No.I don't want to lose.I don't want any regrets in my life.

I once said that I want no one in this world to bully me, humiliate me, or regret me.I want this world to turn because of me, be afraid of me, be afraid of me.

I, Yao Lian, must use my own efforts to fight for a place in this world, and use my own strength to protect myself and the people I care about.

I can't give up my ideal just because I'm greedy for the momentary comfort. I, Yao Lian, will continue to fight with Gong Qingduo.Even though the road ahead is full of twists and turns, I must persevere.

Having figured this out, Yao Lian stood up suddenly, and bowed slowly to Han Feng who was lying on the ground, Han Feng, if I can really become a god in the future, I will definitely revive you.

Yao Lian took a deep breath, his eyes turned completely cold, and he looked around, watching the brutal battle between the righteous cult and the cult.

A few people gather together, facing each other with swords and swords, and their moves are straightforward. They no longer pay attention to so many moves, as long as they can kill people, they are added moves.

People kept falling, either from the right way or from the devil's sect.

Yao Lian searched for a long time, and finally found a person. This person was dressed in white clothes and was spotless. The judge's pen was flying nimbly at his fingertips, harvesting the lives of decent people like a god of death.

Yao Lian sneered, although he didn't know why he didn't attack him now, but Yao Lian drew out the long sword at his waist and approached him step by step.

Clutching the long sword in his hand, countless thoughts flashed through Yao Lian's mind, how to kill him quickly and effectively.How should I react after being discovered by him.If it is one-on-one, how can I suppress him.

The mood is undoubtedly excited, but the strange thing is that Yao Lian's thoughts are very clear at the moment, and the whole person is extremely calm, and he never thought that he still looks like this.

Twenty feet, ten feet, five feet...

As the distance from Xiao Liu got closer, Yao Lian became more and more calm.

Yao Lian didn't make a move until the distance between himself and Xiao Liu was less than ten feet. The long sword aimed at Xiao Liuhou, who was fighting with a disciple of the Water Moon Palace, and shot out. A white light flashed. This blow was really fast.

Xiao Liu felt a chill on his back all the time, and the hairs on his back instantly exploded. He didn't need to turn his head to know that someone was sneaking up on him.

Looking at the Shuiyue Palace disciple who was coming towards him with a sword in front of him, Xiao Liu frowned, and while he was agitated, he forgot all the thoughts of teasing his opponent. At this moment, he just wanted to get to know this person as soon as possible life, and then try to deal with the person behind him.

The body subconsciously dodges sideways and forwards, rubbing the mechanism on the pen holder of the judge's pen with his thumb, and the judge's pen, which is only seven inches long, suddenly grows seven inches, dodging the long sword that barely brushed his arm, and the judge's pen in his hand The pen also smeared the neck of the man in Shuiyue Palace.

Blood spurted out, the seven-foot man fell to the ground, Xiao Liu turned his head and saw the calm Yao Lian.

At this time, Yao Lian was different from the usual laughing and joking, everyone was going right, with a straight face, and even the talking eyes could not see any charm now, calm like a pool of stagnant water, but the pool of water But the flames of hatred seemed to be beating in the depths.

I saw that Yao Lian slightly parted his lips and said softly: "Today is your death day."

Without stepping forward to pick up her own sword, Yao Lian casually pulled out the original owner's weapon from a corpse on the ground, a sword longer than Yao Lian's original sword.

Pointing the sword point at Xiao Liu's chest, Yao Lian said coldly, "I will kill you to comfort Han Feng's spirit in heaven."

Seeing Yao Lian like this, although Xiao Liu was surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it. A sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and he stood up straight facing Yao Lian, holding the judge's pen that killed Han Feng earlier. .

Yao Lian frowned, and took the lead in attacking, stabbing, slashing, or slashing with the long sword, all aggressive sword moves greeted Xiao Liu.

Although he has already used the strongest moves he can do, Yao Lian still can't hurt Xiao Liu. After all, the gap between the two is too big. Yao Lian can protect himself under Xiao Liu's hands. .

Gradually, Xiao Liu also recognized the truth, and his attacks on Yao Lian became more and more ruthless.The sharp pen tip made of refined iron almost poked a hole in Yao Lian's neck several times.

"Clang,"

Another confrontation, Xiao Liu's judge pen slid along the tip of Yao Lian's sword, over the hilt, and went straight up, cutting a long gash in Yao Lian's white and tender palm.

Yao Lian subconsciously let go of the pain, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground with the long sword, making a clanging sound.

Yao Lian quickly reacted, without too much hesitation, quickly backed away, avoiding Xiao Liu's next blow.

Xiao Liu pursued closely and continued to attack Yao Lian. Yao Lian, who had no weapon, could barely dodge and was gradually suppressed by Xiao Liu.This man really wanted to kill himself.Therefore, if he has been in such a situation, it is only a matter of time before he is killed.

It was strange that he was so calm in such a tense life-and-death crisis, Yao Lian felt that he was not like himself now, and became incomprehensible.

If he wants to turn defeat into victory, Yao Lian has only two ways at this time. One is to inspire the Qingming sword to kill Xiaoliu in seconds. Unfortunately, after defeating Xiaowu not long ago, he feels nothing at all. I don't know how to stimulate it.

Let's talk about the second one. Yao Lian took the time to look at Gong Qingduo, seeing that he was being besieged by five or six demon disciples except Xiao Wu, so Yao Lian gave up the idea of ​​seeking Gong Qingduo's help.There was Xiao Changfeng not far away, but unfortunately he was also entangled by several Demon Sect disciples, so he couldn't care about himself at all.

He had already harmed Han Feng, so how could he harm Gong Qingduo again.What's more, he is the person I love the most in my life...

Yao Lian let out a breath of turbid air slowly, the anger that had been burning faintly in his eyes completely disappeared, and his dark and bright eyes completely calmed down.

The true energy flowed into his arm, Yao Lian used his fist as a sword, avoiding the sharp edge of the judge's pen and attacked Xiao Liu. Under Yao Lian's steady attack, the situation eased a little.

Although the arms, chest, and back were all scratched by Xiao Liu's judge's pen, they were bloody, and it was really miserable.But Yao Lian was very happy, because he had improved a lot, even if he couldn't kill Xiao Liu this time, next time, next time, one day he would be able to kill Xiao Liu to avenge Han Feng.

Yao Lian didn't pay attention, and Xiao Liu filled in another wound on his body. Yao Lian frowned, increased the output speed of true energy, and at the same time, the speed and strength of punches became stronger and stronger.

"Bang." With an absolutely tricky punch, he swung out in a strange manner, and successfully hit Xiao Liu's abdomen, causing him to stagger, and a smear of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Yao Lian was happy in his heart, this punch was his own effect of integrating the Qingming sword move into himself, and it seems that the effect is not bad now.

Xiao Liu quickly adjusted his state, and attacked Yao Lian quickly again, but this attack seemed a little ordinary, and the speed at which the judge's pen pointed towards Yao Lian's neck seemed to be much slower than before. The blow he had just injured his dantian.In order to lead to insufficient supply of internal force.