"Ahem—!"
Bai Yichen spat blood on the ground, looked down at his left arm that was twisted into a weird shape, and said coldly to Li Yan in front of him: "You are quite insidious, how many tricks are you hiding?"
At this moment, Li Yan was not as embarrassed as Bai Yichen, but his clothes were mostly damaged, and his breath was still stable. He was holding a strange weapon in his hand, with the hilts of two long swords intersecting. , then wrapped in cloth and tied together.
Since he couldn't hear the sound of fighting outside, Li Yan's expression became more serious. He held up the improvised weapon, looked at Bai Yichen, and said expressionlessly: "Bai Yichen, you are seriously injured. , if you continue to fight, you will only die faster."
If both of them were in good condition, their martial arts should be between equals, but after the previous chase and the arrow fired by Jin Yiwei Cui Yixiao, it was obvious that Bai Yichen was no longer suitable for fighting. .
The reason why the two of them can still fight without a winner is that Li Yan restrained himself when he started. He concluded that Bai Yichen's betrayal must be extraordinary, so he wanted to catch him alive.
On the other hand, it was Bai Yichen who seemed to be crazy. He didn't care about his injuries and kept forcibly mobilizing his true energy to fight with Li Yan. This madness regardless of the cost made the latter certain that there must be something unusual behind this change. reason.
What price does Zhengdao offer? Or did Jin Yiwei secretly negotiate some terms with this person?
The two parties that Li Yan could think of were not simple people, so he was even more reluctant to kill the other party, because he felt that if he caught Bai Yichen alive, he would definitely get more valuable information.
However, as the sounds of killing outside gradually disappeared, Li Yan's heart slowly sank to the bottom, especially when he first heard the arrogant speech of the Thousand-faced Dharma King, and then heard the other party's anger when he fled. scold.
The King of Thousand Faces scolded people well, biting Yangzi's name in his mouth, almost chewing it into pieces, Li Yan naturally heard it thoroughly, which also made his heart feel cold.
Wudang Great Elder Shang Yangzi, this top master of the righteous path who can defeat the Thousand-faced Dharma King and can also compete with the former Dharma King Youyun at will, cannot be matched by protectors like Li Yan.
In fact, if the opponent really kills him, he may not even have a chance to escape.
As the movement outside became smaller and smaller, Li Yan's mentality began to change. His eyes when he looked at Bai Yichen began to turn fierce. Since he could not capture the opponent alive, he naturally could not let the traitor continue to live for the right way. Contribute.
They were all members of the same sect. Bai Yichen could see Li Yan's murderous intention at a glance. He could naturally guess almost everything that the other party could detect.
Needless to say, after the King of Thousand Faces escaped, this was the home ground of Zhengdao. Unless Jin Yiwei left the stage early to compete with the Wudang Elder, Li Yan would definitely have no way to escape.
Of course, the premise is that you must be able to hold the other party down.
Li Yan brandished the makeshift double-edged sword in an instant, slashing down two sword beams with terrifying power. The tiles on the roof were overturned with terrifying power, and the life-threatening light rushed straight towards Bai Yi.
At this time, Bai Yichen also became ruthless. He poured his true energy into his sword and forcibly fought with the opponent's internal strength. This was obviously unfair to him who was more seriously injured, and could even lead to death.
But Li Yan's expression soon changed, because he discovered the other party's intention, which was to use such hurtful methods to entangle him tightly. When Shang Yangzi arrived, the outcome would be determined instantly.
But at this time, Li Yan's decisive side came out. He ignored the backlash of withdrawing his hand and killed Bai Yichen forcefully. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he covered his chest and ran away immediately.
One of them used a whip and the other used a gun. Neither one of them was better than the other in swordfighting. Although Bai Yichen had the upper hand due to the situation, the sword attack did not make Li Yan much sad. The opponent kept walking as he ran. Like flying.
But Bai Yichen was different. He was simply suffering from a leak in the house and it was raining all night, and he was getting more injured. If he was sustained by Li Yan for a few more moves, he would be defeated naturally without the opponent taking action.
Bai Yichen fell backward and sat on the ground, looking at the big hole in the roof above. Through the broken bricks and tiles, he saw the crescent silver plate hanging high in the night sky.
There was nothing else, but in the calm moment after the fierce battle, Bai Yichen suddenly felt that the bright moon was so beautiful.
He who once devoted himself to killing in the world did not have the leisure and leisure to appreciate the beautiful moonlight. At this moment, looking at the cunning moonlight falling on his body, he seemed to have found something he had lost.
"That boy has some sense of responsibility and courage... It seems good for a guy like me to become a hunter after retiring in the future?" Bai Yichen said to himself, with a slight smile on his lips. meaning.
At this moment, the righteous knights arrived at the scene of the fierce battle, and when they looked up, they saw the tragic death of the gatekeeper knight on the ground, and Bai Yichen, half-body covered in blood, sitting in a basket.
"The thief is so bold!" Master Chimei, who was at the forefront, glared, and swung the crescent shovel in his hand towards Bai Ye without any hesitation.
These two disciples guarding the door were both knights practicing in Bodhi Temple. Although they were disciples of a foreign family and had not yet become a monk, they were already regarded as juniors by Master Red Eyebrow. When he saw these two people die tragically, how could he not be angry? .
"Senior, wait!"
The person who spoke out was Tian Quan. He survived in the chaos when the Thousand-faced Dharma King was killing everyone. Perhaps it was because the Thousand-Faced Dharma King looked down on a weakling like him.
But what is more likely is the instructions given by Saint Qian Xiaoxiao before she left. This demonic witch warned King Thousand Faces not to harm Tianquan in front of everyone, which also put the latter into a very embarrassing situation.
But now, Tian Quan, who arrived from behind, saw this scene and immediately took action to stop Master Red Eyebrow.
It's not that he is ruthless and has no mercy for his comrades, but Tianquan thinks this is weird. Judging from Bai Yichen's previous behavior, there is really no reason for the other party to fall out with them at this time.
However, Master Red Eyebrow obviously would not betray the face of a mere junior disciple, and Si Luochao, who had always protected Tianquan, also hesitated for a moment because of what happened tonight.
This fatal moment of hesitation allowed Master Red Eyebrow's crescent shovel to stab Bai Yichen straight through.
"puff--!"
Bai Yichen spurted out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to have just come back from his trance. He looked up and saw the angry-faced Master with red eyebrows. There were also a group of righteous heroes with similar looks, and a weak and insignificant figure standing at the back. Tianquan.
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"hehe......"
Bai Yichen laughed twice abruptly, and his eyes fell on Tianquan through the crowd. His eyes seemed a little surprised, a little resentful, and a little unwilling, but in the end they settled on the silent ridicule. .
Under the merciless blow from Master Red Eyebrow, Bai Yichen's vitality was quickly cut off. Only his mocking eyes remained on Tianquan until his death, like an invisible chain, cuffing his innocence. In shackles.
