bully you up

After Di Yunge led the horse away for quite a while, he turned around and took a look at Shen Zhaoxue. He thought he would follow, but he didn't expect him to be still lying on the ground.

"Still lying there, do you want to be dragged away?" Di Yunge led the horse back.

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue quickly got up from the ground.

"I won't bully you." Di Yunge rolled over and got off his horse, raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Don't bully me either."

"I lost, I..." Di Yunge said word by word, "I personally chopped you up and fed it to the dogs."

Before Shen Zhaoxue opened her mouth, Di Yunge rushed up with a faint aura of aura attached to her sword. Shen Zhaoxue raised her eyes and looked surprised, but she still stretched out her hand to hold Di Yunge calmly. hand was taken.

Di Yunge was shocked in his heart, but on his face he looked confident, he stepped up in the air, and pointed the sword directly at Shen Zhaoxue's neck with the hand held by Shen Zhaoxue.

Almost at the moment of alignment, Di Yunge's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was determined to kill him, this force directly made a big hole in Shen Zhaoxue's folding fan lying in the center.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at the fan and then became more serious, moved her feet, stepped on lotus steps, and spun the broken folding fan around the opening, Shen Zhaoxue used so much force that she almost broke Di Yunge's entire hand fold.

Di Yunge was pushed back a few steps straight with his heels touching the ground by his strength, digging a small ditch in the ground.

"Your Majesty hasn't said what should I do if I won?" Shen Zhaoxue tied Di Yunge's hands on his chest with a strong wave.

"You?" Di Yunge's expression suddenly became a little startled.

Seeing his expression, Shen Zhaoxue frowned, for fear that he would discover the wound on her face.

Although I don't know if it's this, but out of fear, Shen Zhaoxue took a few steps back, lest she get too close, Di Yunge saw the injury on his face.

But on the way of Shen Zhaoxue's retreat, Di Yunge broke the folding fan with one hand, forcibly picked the fan in Shen Zhaoxue's hand and flew it to the ground.

Looking at the dilapidated fan on the ground, Shen Zhaoxue finally understood something. He turned his head to look at Di Yunge, but saw his persistent sword aimed at his neck.

The tip of the sword pierced the skin, and bursts of bright red flowed out.

Shen Zhaoxue touched her neck subconsciously, and felt a big puddle of sticky blood.

Looking at the blood on her fingertips, Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips and chuckled, "When will Your Majesty still use this method?"

Di Yunge also laughed, but it was very cold, "Soldiers never tire of cheating."

Shen Zhaoxue stretched out her hand to push the point of the sword away, but just for a moment, Di Yunge pointed it at the throat again.

Shen Zhaoxue looked at his eyebrows and sighed, then wrapped her hands with spiritual power, reached out to hold his silver sword, Di Yunge just looked at him without responding.

Shen Zhaoxue held the sword and pulled it hard, pulling the man over. Shen Zhaoxue hugged him and apologized in a low voice.

"Heh." Di Yunge sneered, extremely upset.

He wanted to struggle to get out, but Shen Zhaoxue held his waist and prevented him from coming out.

"What I did when we parted was indeed that I was sorry for you." Shen Zhaoxue grabbed his wrist.

It's okay to say anything else, but when this matter was mentioned, Di Yunge burst into flames again, staring at him with a pair of phoenix eyes, wishing to kill Shen Zhaoxue before giving up.

Shen Zhaoxue met his gaze, sighed, pinched his wrist with one hand, and touched her own neck with the other, lightly dipped the blood he just picked out on Di Yunge's pink lips with her fingertips.

"You killed me once, didn't you?" Shen Zhaoxue said softly, "Don't be angry."

Di Yunge stretched out his tongue and licked the blood on his lips, then poked Shen Zhaoxue with his elbow, and then said viciously, "Wait until I go back and kill you."

Shen Zhaoxue pursed her lips and let him go.

He thought the matter would end here, but Di Yunge stabbed him in the stomach several times with his backhand.

Shen Zhaoxue was stabbed several times by him when she failed to guard against it. He held the stabbed abdomen and looked at Di Yunge in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, he just looked at him coldly, and then stabbed in with his sword again. This time, he stepped on Shen Zhaoxue's belly, and pulled out the sword forcefully.

The sword was pulled out together with flesh and blood, spattering their faces.

Di Yunge kicked him down, raised his sword and licked the blood on the blade, with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes, excitedly said, "This is considered to have killed you once."

Shen Zhaoyu, who had been patient for a long time, couldn't help but drew his sword and led the horse to charge up. Seeing him coming up, Shen Zhaoxue quickly got up and pulled Di Yunge behind her.

The cold sword reached Shen Zhaoxue's eyebrows, Shen Zhaoyu frowned, her eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.

"Brother!" Shen Zhaoyu took the sword back, his words were full of unwillingness.

Shen Zhaoxue protected Di Yunge behind him, blood was dripping on the blue shirt, and a lot of dust was stained on it. With pale lips, he shouted with difficulty, "Go back."

Di Yunge pulled Shen Zhaoxue away and raised the sword, "Come."

Shen Zhaoyu glanced at Shen Zhaoxue, and Shen Zhaoxue was also looking at him, their eyes met, Shen Zhaoxue shook her head at him, telling him not to fight Di Yunge.

Shen Zhaoyu knew what he meant, but he still frowned, watching Di Yunge clenched the sword in his hand and jumped off the horse.

Shen Zhaoyu ignored Shen Zhaoxue's shocked gaze, and directly fought Di Yunge.

Di Yunge didn't show mercy, for a moment the two swords collided with each other, making a crackling sound, and the dazzling white light pierced the eyes of the two.

As soon as they confronted each other, they quickly pulled away again. Di Yunge reacted very quickly after fighting for many years. The next moment he drew his sword, he stabbed fiercely at Shen Zhaoyu's back.

Although Shen Zhaoyu's reaction was not as good as his, she still reacted in the next moment and used the blade of her sword to resist the point of his stabbing sword.

With a sizzling sound, Shen Zhaoyu's sword blade split open from the middle, and Di Yunge saw the opportunity and put the sword across his neck, intending to cut off his head!

Unexpectedly, a spirit sword appeared in the sky and pointed at Di Yunge's sword vertically.

The purple spiritual power wrapped around the blade, and Di Yunge frowned and began to release his spiritual power to fight against it.

"Your Majesty." Shen Zhaoxue called him.

Di Yunge ignored it.

As a result, the silver sword that Di Yunge was holding was shattered into several pieces by Shen Zhaoxue, and it fell to the ground with a pleasant tinkling sound, while he himself was shocked by the fluctuation of spiritual power and took several steps back.

Although it wasn't Shen Zhaoyu fighting with Shen Zhaoxue, Shen Zhaoxue's spiritual force wave also made him vomit several mouthfuls of blood.

Seeing Shen Zhaoyu vomiting blood, Shen Zhaoxue frowned.

Shen Zhaoyu half bent over, wiped the blood on his lips with his sleeve, and looked at Di Yunge with a smug face.

Di Yunge snorted disdainfully, and then got on the horse. He wanted to leave but after thinking about it, he called Shen Zhaoxue.

"Come up." Di Yunge's words softened a lot.