In a short period of time, Mr. Pingcheng was defeated. His whole body was covered with scars and blood, and his clothes were stained red with blood.
Most of the scars on Mr. Pingcheng's body were stab wounds, all caused by the Demon Sword Prince. When Young Master Pingcheng was one against two, he could still hold on to the situation and still had hope of counterattack. Now that the Demon Sword Prince joined the battle, Young Master Pingcheng was suddenly trapped, and his situation suddenly collapsed. Can't hold on any longer.
In particular, the Demon Sword Prince often stabs him in the back at the most fatal moment. Each knife is a fatal sneak attack, making it difficult to guard against. Therefore, in a short period of time, Prince Pingcheng was hit by dozens of knives, and most of his injuries were caused by the Demon Sword. Left behind by the prince.
With a sound of "chi——", the Demon Sword Prince once again succeeded in sneak attack, leaving bone-breaking knife wounds on Mr. Pingcheng's legs. He almost cut off Mr. Pingcheng's legs with this sword.
"Kill -" Even so, Mr. Pingcheng became more and more courageous as he fought. He was covered in blood and fought extremely fiercely, just like a ferocious beast fighting in a trapped beast.
"Bang, bang, bang" bursts of bombardment sounds could be heard. In a short period of time, Mr. Pingcheng was hit hard again. The Demon Sword Prince even almost cut off Mr. Pingcheng's head with one of his swords, hitting his throat. It left scars.
There was a sound of "Cang——", and with one strike of the sword, although Mr. Pingcheng blocked the Sword Lord's sword, he was pierced by the Demon Sword Prince's sword, and he was bleeding profusely.
There was a "bang" sound, and he was hit by Mr. Panlong before and after. His flesh and blood were bloody, and Mr. Pingcheng was knocked away at once.
Mr. Pingcheng, who was knocked away, managed to get up with great difficulty, but at this time he was too seriously injured and was a little unsteady even if he wanted to stand. The Youlong Sword in his hand was leaning on the ground to support himself.
Seeing Mr. Pingcheng covered in blood, everyone present fell silent. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. At this time, some people also looked at each other.
Everyone knows that Mr. Pingcheng is going to finish this time, and he will definitely die here today. With his own strength, there is no way he can defeat the three of them, the Demon Sword Prince.
But at this time, no one was willing to help. Although many people knew Mr. Pingcheng, their friendship with him could only be said to be superficial, and they did not have a deep friendship with him.
Even if there is a friendship, there may not be anyone who can help at this time. After all, anyone who faces the three of them, Master Sword Master, Master Panlong, and Prince Demon Sword, must weigh it. There is absolutely no one in the younger generation who can help them. their opponents.
What's more, they represent three orthodoxies behind them. To rescue them at this time would mean becoming enemies of these three orthodoxies. I'm afraid not many people are willing to do such a thing, even if they are close friends. no.
"After all, the backing is not strong." Some strong men from the older generation couldn't help but sigh softly. If Mr. Pingcheng had a background like Prince Demon Sword and the others, I'm afraid their ancestors would have already come to help at this time. It's a pity that Mr. Pingcheng is alone. Even if he is besieged, no one will come to help him.
"It's amazing, the Demon Sword Prince is really not in vain." Even though he was seriously injured at this time, Master Pingcheng was still chatting and laughing, and still had a bright smile.
"I admire your courage, but unfortunately, someone has already paid a high price." The Demon Sword Prince said indifferently.
"It's okay. It's hard to say who will win." Mr. Pingcheng was covered in blood, but he still looked relaxed. Even if he couldn't stand up, he could still smile. His smile was always so bright and full of charm. Contagious.
"It's a pity that you only inherited part of the skills, and there is no so-called ancestral weapon." Master Panlong shook his head and said.
In fact, Mr. Panlong wanted to see Mr. Pingcheng have the ancestral weapon in his hands. This was what they wanted most.
"Your wishful thinking has been defeated. Unfortunately, I will not fulfill your wish." Mr. Pingcheng shook his head with a smile.
"In that case, let me send you on your way." Mr. Panlong said coldly, his eyes showing terrifying murderous intent.
"Go well, I will kill you with one blow. There will be no pain." The Demon Sword Prince also said coldly.
At this time, the three of them, Mr. Panlong, all walked towards Mr. Pingcheng. They were ready to give the last and most powerful blow to kill Mr. Pingcheng.
"It's meaningful to have so many people see me off," Mr. Pingcheng said with a laugh.
There was a sound of "clang", and the magic sword in the hand of Prince Magic Sword was unsheathed. This time, he did not make a sneak attack again, but pointed the sword directly at Young Master Pingcheng.
Seeing that Mr. Pingcheng was unable to rejuvenate, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath. Everyone knew that Mr. Pingcheng would be buried here today. For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Let's all disperse." Just when Mr. Pingcheng's life and death were hanging by a thread, a lazy voice sounded, suddenly breaking the extremely tense atmosphere.
As soon as they heard this voice, everyone looked around and saw that the speaker was Li Qiye, who was sitting lazily on another mountain peak. I don't know when Ling Ximo found a master chair, and Li Qiye was sitting there in the middle of the night. Lying there, sitting lazily, as if basking in the sun.
At this time, after Li Qiye said such a sentence, he didn't even look at them, he just squinted his eyes and looked half asleep.
As soon as Li Qiye said these words, the three of them, Master Panlong, Prince Demon Sword, and Master Sword, who were originally trying to force Master Pingcheng, froze for a moment, then stopped, and they all looked at Li Qiye at the same time.
In the past, Young Master Panlong and Lord Sword might not have taken Li Qiye seriously at all, but at this time, the three of them would hesitate. You must know that Li Qiye had just suppressed the Goddess Chasing the Wind. That is the true god of the eighth level. Even if the three of them join forces and try their best, they are still not as good as an eighth level true god. After all, this is an existence that can challenge the low-level true emperor. They have not yet become the true emperor.
"Brother Li Dao, this is our personal grudge." At this time, Mr. Panlong's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "I hope Brother Li Dao will not interfere."
In the past, Mr. Panlong would not pay attention to Li Qiye. Today, everything is different. Li Qiye said such a sentence, which means it has weight.
As for the Sword Master, he simply stopped talking. Ling Ximo was standing next to Li Qiye, and he was helpless. Even if he knew that Ling Ximo came for the Sword Tomb and had the key to find the Sword Tomb in his hand, he He pretended not to have seen it. After all, he was unwilling to mess with Li Qiye without absolute certainty.
"So what?" Li Qiye said lazily: "I said we were done, so we were done."
Everyone present looked at Li Qiye, and many people smiled bitterly. This was really overbearing. How many people today dare to speak to the Demon Sword Prince and the others like this? They simply treat the Demon Sword Prince and the others as An insignificant existence, it will disappear as soon as it lingers, and it will come when it is provoked.
However, if you think about it, he could even chase the Wind Goddess with one blow and even dare to provoke the Dragon Elephant Martial God, the most powerful person in the Wan Tong Realm. As for the Third Young Master and the Master of Swords and Swords, I'm afraid he doesn't care about it either. .
"Brother Li Dao, is this too overbearing?" Mr. Panlong suddenly felt unhappy. After all, they could kill Mr. Pingcheng now and eliminate future troubles for their Panlong lineage.
"Yes, I am domineering." Li Qiye said simply and rudely.
"What a loud tone!" Prince Demon Sword also suddenly became angry and said coldly: "Can you afford to be enemies of our three great orthodoxy?" "Three great orthodoxy?" Li Qiye said slowly. Tuntun glanced at the Demon Sword Prince, and said lazily: "It's just the three great sects, so don't show off in front of me. I won't even blink an eyelid if I'm an enemy of all the sects in the Ten Thousand Tong Realm."
As soon as these words came out, the devil-haired prince's face suddenly turned red, and his expression was very ugly. This was a naked stare.
Everyone present couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and were speechless. They didn't care if they were enemies of all the Taoist factions in the Ten Thousand Tong Realm. These words were more than just tyrannical.
However, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing strange about this. Didn't their Mad Court Daoist lineage also fight against the coalition forces? Isn't this also an enemy of all the orthodox traditions in the entire Wan Tong world? In this way, he, the leader of the Mad Court Tradition, really doesn't care about being enemies with all the Traditions in the Wan Tong World.
"Brother Li Dao, you are obstructing things like this, it's really..." Mr. Panlong couldn't help but say.
At this moment, the sword light flashed, and then a "dang" sound was heard, and everyone saw Li Qiye casually pull out the iron sword behind Ling Ximo, but as for how Li Qiye drew the sword, They couldn't see clearly anymore.
In fact, the real sequence is that Li Qiye drew his sword, then there was a sword roar, and then there was a flash of sword light.
However, Li Qiye's speed was too fast, all the order was broken, even the order of time was broken at once.
At the moment when the sword light flashed, the Devil Sword Prince and the others felt a chill in their hearts. The chill exploded in their hearts in an instant, and they instinctively took action to counterattack.
However, in this moment, everything was too late. Their shoulders hurt, and blood seeped out from the wounds, slowly staining their clothes red.
In this moment, Li Qiye stabbed three of them in the shoulder with a sword. When they wanted to take action, Li Qiye's iron sword had already been sheathed. He was still lying there lazily, as if he had never been there. It's like taking action.
Such a scene made Prince Demon Sword and the three of them so terrified that their scalps suddenly exploded. They instinctively took several steps back, but even taking several steps back was of no use when they really faced him.
When they saw clearly what happened, everyone present could not help but feel terrified and their scalps went numb.
There is no doubt that even the three of them, the Demon Sword Prince, had no chance to take action when Li Qiye drew his sword.
This is not about how powerful Li Qiye is or how powerful his skills are, but because Li Qiye’s speed is too fast, so fast that it surpasses everything else!
