There is no way out.
There is no chance of winning.
Then we can only fight to the death, and we can only fight to the death!
This is Zhou Jianlai, this is his temperament. Sometimes you are shrewd and know how to advance and retreat, and sometimes you are foolish and foolish, risking life and death. In other words, it's not stupidity, it's his principles and brotherly loyalty.
Zhou Jianlai's murderous intent was released without concealment, and those who felt his murderous intent were all trembling, because they could clearly feel his determination to die from his murderous intent.
"Brother, don't be impulsive. It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. It's never too late to leave the green hills without having to worry about having firewood." Ruan Xinyuan persuaded anxiously.
Just now, he helped Zhou Jianlai and Niu Dawa because they were enemies of Yaowang Valley, which made him feel happy and favored. He had nothing to do, so he might as well help these two people. But at this time, when he saw Zhou Jianlai burning his life without hesitation for the sake of his opposite-sex brother, knowing that he was invincible but still fighting to the death with Yu Wenrui, he couldn't help but be impressed by his heroic spirit, heroic spirit and courage, and felt admiration and appreciation in his heart. He felt that it was a pity that Zhou Jianlai died in battle like this, so he hurriedly tried to persuade him, hoping that Zhou Jianlai could calm down.
"No time." Zhou Jian glanced at Niu Dawa lying on the ground.
Ruan Xinyuan opened his mouth, but had nothing to say, because Zhou Jian was right, Niu Dawa did not have much time. He suddenly looked at his junior brother and shouted: "Hongyi, lend your Glazed Light Sword to Mr. Zhou for a while."
He gave Zhou Jianlai an apologetic look, indicating that this was all he could help. He was extremely happy to let him have a few fights with Yu Wenrui, which made Yu Wenrui feel disgusted. But if he were to have a life-and-death fight with Yu Wenrui, he would never take action without a 100% chance of winning.
"Okay!" Guan Hongyi agreed loudly, stepped forward and handed the sword in his hand to Zhou Jianlai.
"Thank you!" Zhou Jianlai thanked him and reached out to take it. Suddenly, he felt something in his heart. He took back his hand and looked up at the night sky in one direction. Then he bowed and said, "Thank you, master, for giving me the sword!"
Everyone was puzzled and couldn't help but raise their heads and follow Zhou Jianlai's gaze to the night sky. The martial arts training ground in the City Lord's Mansion was open-air. They only saw the bright moon in the sky and a few scattered stars, but nothing else.
However, he saw Zhou Jianlai suddenly reaching out his hand and grabbing the void. A dark blue sword hilt engraved with simple inscriptions was suddenly grasped in his hand. As he retracted his arm, the sword blade was slowly revealed, giving People feel as if they have grabbed a sword from the endless void.
This sword is covered in black ink, and the blade is extremely long. It is nearly six feet by visual inspection and about nine inches wide. The thickness in the middle of the blade is up to five inches by visual inspection. This is an extremely rare broad sword and heavy sword. However, the sword was covered with a thick layer of dust. Zhou Jianlai held it in his hand and shook it off. At a glance, he could tell that it had been thrown into a corner where no one had touched it for many years.
Zhou Jianlai's wrist shook, knocking off all the dust on the sword. The dark blue sword body suddenly glowed with a faint cold light under the firelight, especially the cold and gleaming blade, which gave people an indestructible sharpness.
"Sword of the King of Wei!" Zhou Jianlai held the sword horizontally in front of him and saw three large characters engraved on the sword near the hilt. He read it out in a solemn voice, then his eyes sank and he shouted: "With the heart of my sword, I will give you the heart of Shura." ! When Shura is angry, mountains of corpses and seas of blood will slay gods and demons!"
The heavy sword suddenly trembled violently and buzzed, instantly exuding a monstrous murderous aura, and a large amount of red blood flowed out from the sword body.
That moment completely submerged Zhou Jianlai. Zhou Jianlai's eyes suddenly turned into blood pupils, and his mouth grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty and killing expression. For a moment, he really looked like the Shura Demon God.
"Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!" Ruan Xinyuan looked horrified and shouted repeatedly. He backed away and said: "The King of Wei Sword is the sword of the twelfth generation emperor of the Wei Dynasty. This kid awakened the sword of the twelve generations of emperors of the Wei Dynasty." You have a murderous heart, if you don’t want to die, stay away! Yuwenrui, just seek death!"
There was no need for Ruan Xinyuan to remind him, and the people around him quickly backed away like a tide, because the murderous aura emanating from Zhou Jianlai's body, no, from King Wei's sword, had already begun to affect their minds.
Yu Wenrui's face became extremely ugly, and he shouted to Mu Zhaozhao: "Zhaozhao, take Xiaofeng and Xiaoyan away quickly!"
"Kill!" A hoarse and deep roar came from Zhou Jianlai's throat, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.
"kill"
The killing sound did not dissipate immediately, but instead hovered over the martial arts training ground, and the sound gradually became louder and deafening. At first it was one sound, then two, three, ten, a hundred, and finally thousands of killing sounds. The sky was shaking, war horses neighed, war drums roared, and horns clanked.
This was Zhou Jianlai's shouting to kill. It was clearly the sound of fighting and rushing on the battlefield. It was Emperor Wei leading his imperial army to sweep across the world.
King Wei's sword rolled with blood energy all over the sky, wrapped in twelve golden true dragon sword energy, and slashed towards Yu Wenrui.
Yu Wenrui's expression was solemn, and the long sword in his hand burst out with colorful light, facing King Wei's sword.
The two swords struck at one place, the air flow surged and the sword energy raged. Although Yu Wenrui's colorful light was suppressed by the blood energy in the sky, it did not retreat.
Yu Wenrui took the sword and spurted out a blood arrow on the spot, but the solemn look on his face softened a lot, and sneered: "Although King Wei's sword is strong, you are too weak. You can release its ferocious energy, but you can't." You can't control its power. With your weak energy and blood, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on for much longer."
"Sir, I'm here to help you!" Jin Zhihui swayed into the battlefield. The ribbon on her clothes seemed to come alive. It was several feet long, and a long sword rolled behind her.
Zhou Jian swept back and forth, tearing the flying ribbon into pieces in an instant, and then slashed at Yu Wenrui with another sword, and twelve golden dragon sword energies came out. Yu Wenrui swung his sword and slashed continuously, and the colorful sword energy was layered on top of each other.
The two were fighting in one place, exchanging dozens of moves in an instant. Although Yu Wenrui was at a disadvantage and vomited several mouthfuls of blood, he did not appear defeated.
Jin Zhihui struck again from behind Zhou Jianlai, with fluttering silk ribbons, and a soft sword with cold light hidden under each ribbon. Zhou Jianlai had to turn around and wave his sword to resist. Jin Zhihui's figure was dancing, and more than a dozen ribbons concealing soft swords were flying up and down, and she actually danced with outstanding swordsmanship. Zhou Jianlai was obsessed with her for a while.
When Yu Wenrui had time to breathe, he hurriedly took out a bottle of pills from the pouch at his waist, poured out two pills and took them. His pale face immediately became full of energy.
Jin Zhihui was flexible and did not dare to confront Zhou Jianlai head-on. Seeing that Yu Wenrui had recovered his energy and blood, he immediately distanced himself from Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jianlai couldn't catch up with her, so he turned around and pounced on Yu Wenrui again. After doing this again and again, you can clearly see that the blood in his body has become much weaker.
As Yu Wenrui said, Zhou Jianlai's own strength was too weak.
Although he aroused the ferocity of King Wei's sword, he could not control its power, and his own Qi and blood were weak, so he could not last long under the strong pressure of King Wei's sword.
"This couple of bitches actually used a wheel battle to bully a one-armed man. They are really despicable, shameless and extremely dirty!" Ruan Xinyuan yelled through gritted teeth. And deep in his eyes, there was a trace of hesitation. He had the urge to rush forward and join the battle, not to help Zhou Jianlai, but because he saw a chance to kill Yu Wenrui. However, the hesitation in his heart followed Zhou Jianlai's blood. Weak and immediately dismissed.
"Why don't you go up and help him? This is a rare opportunity." Not far away, Baili Jingsheng looked at Ruan Xinyuan and asked with a smile in his eyes.
"Not so!" Ruan Xinyuan's narrow eyes narrowed, his gaze swept over Baili Jingsheng, returned to the battlefield, and secretly said: "Yu Wenrui's fifteen-color sword has been refined to a nine-color sword, and he only The use of the seven-color sword was far from showing his strongest combat power, so why didn't he show his strongest combat power even though he was injured?"
After Ruan Xinyuan calmed down from the impulse, he suddenly smelled a conspiracy.
"Big baby?!"
"Who did this?! What happened?!" A roar suddenly exploded next to Ruan Xinyuan, and then he felt the heart-stopping anger and murderous intent.
Ruan Xinyuan hurriedly turned around and saw that Zhang Xiaopeng, who had called the city lord Qi Wuwei away, had returned. He immediately understood why he was so angry and immediately explained: "Brother Niu was poisoned by the Seven Flowers and Seven Insects Transformation Power of Yaowang Valley." If you don't take the antidote within a quarter of an hour, the sea of qi will dissolve and you will become a useless person. Brother Zhou is asking Yu Wenrui for the antidote."
The roaring person was Zhang Xiaopou. He saw Zhou Jianlai fighting bloody battles, but he was unable to support the lone tree. He was being teased back and forth by Yu Wenrui and Jin Zhihui, and his anger became even more intense. He was about to step forward to help fight and snatch the antidote for Niu Dawa, but he heard Ruan Xinyuan say: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhou can hold on for a while, the top priority is to save Brother Niu. The unconscious female disciple of Yaowang Valley has the antidote."
Zhang Xiaozu looked in the direction of Ruan Xinyuan's finger, and sure enough he saw three Yaowang Valley disciples wearing ink clothes. One was covered in charcoal and was being helped by someone to stand, one was lying on the ground unconscious, and the other was guarding with a sharp sword. In their ears.
When Mu Zhaozhao saw Zhang Xiaopou's gaze, he immediately showed a vigilant and hostile look. Tan Junyan, who was covered in black, also gritted his teeth and raised the sharp sword in his hand.
"Junior Brother Tan, Junior Sister Zhao'er, I don't know what kind of conflict has occurred between you, but I hope you can come up with the antidote to Brother Niu. I am not asking for anyone, but as a friend of both of you, I sincerely hope You can turn conflicts into friendship. Really, believe me, I am doing this for your own good." Qi Yoyo, who arrived with Zhang Xiaozu, eagerly explained to Tan Junyan and Mu Zhaozhaoquan.
She knew very well the important position of Niu Dawa in Zhang Xiaozhu's heart, and also knew Zhang Xiaozhu's fighting power. If Tan Junyan and Mu Zhaozhao insisted on not handing over the antidote, and without Yu Wenrui's protection, Zhang Xiaozhu would definitely kill them, and The kind that comes without hesitation.
However, Tan Junyan did not listen to her persuasion at all. He twisted his head and said proudly: "Impossible! The majesty of Yaowang Valley cannot be provoked. Whoever dares to provoke, Yaowang Valley will make him pay an unforgettable lesson!"
"Very good!" The corners of Zhang Xiaozu's mouth curled up, and he smiled brightly.
