This sword is so powerful that it is invincible!
Only Zhao Rang, who has fought against Hong Jiang, knows that Hong Jiang is invincible even if he is invincible!
As a protector of the divine sect, Hong Jiangran rarely shows up on weekdays. Just like the leader who sees the dragon but never sees its end, he should have real skills and strong methods, and is by no means an easy person. Therefore, with this sword attack, he only hoped to push back Hong Jiang and create a gap for everyone, and did not expect anything else.
Just when the sword edge was about to approach Hong Jiang's throat, a figure suddenly arrived behind him. Using the most extreme speed and within the most extreme distance, he stood in front of Hong Jiang and protected him with his own body.
If it were anyone else, Haidiya would not pay attention at all and would definitely pierce them with a sword.
But when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but be shocked! He quickly removed his strength and at the same time raised the tip of the sword to the side.
The sword light and sword energy that had filled the air just now returned to the evening wind without a trace...
Zhao Rang, Yuan Mingkong and others also looked incredulous.
No one could have imagined that something like this would happen.
Judging from Haidiya's change of tactics at the last moment, it can be seen that he did not expect it either.
Only Hong Jiang let out a seductive laugh, which made her heart tremble...
The happier she smiled, the heavier Khadiya became.
His facial features were all twisted into a ball, and there was no expression on his entire face.
Phase comes from the heart.
At this time, Heidiye was so confused and frightened that he looked so confused and frightened!
The deathly silence lasted for who knows how long. It was not until Zhao Rang came back to his senses that he realized that Hong Jiang had stopped laughing and asked jokingly:
"Should you tell him? Or should I do it?"
Aziz, whose back was turned to him, was dressed in rough clothes. He turned around with difficulty, gave a big salute to Hong Jiang, and said intermittently:
"No... no need to work for the protector... the protector will do his best. And... please... please also ask the protector to give... the medicine..."
After saying that, Aziz let out a low growl, held his head with both hands, and held his hair tightly, trying to calm himself down.
Zhao Rang, Yuan Mingkong and others also saw similar scenes in Chagan Tologai.
It seems that Aziz has also taken refuge in the divine religion and has been controlled by Tongtianwan.
Even he can't resist the "addiction" of Tongtian Pill, which can turn a good person into a complete beast!
Hong Jiang did not immediately agree to Aziz's request. Instead, she stepped forward gently, raised her sleeves, and gently wiped the thick sweat on Aziz's forehead.
He couldn't wipe it clean just now, but now it was brushed by the red sleeves, but it was dry and refreshing.
The longer the pain lasts, the greater the damage to the mind.
"What did you do to him?"
Haidiya roared angrily!
Hong Jiang Qiao smiled sweetly:
"I didn't do anything. You saw it. He was begging me."
Khadiya is like a volcano about to erupt.
Hong Jiang continued without taking it seriously:
"If you don't believe it, see for yourself."
Aziz's pain, like Khadiya's anger, reached breaking point.
Aziz kept banging his head on the ground and begging Hong Jiang to give him medicine. m.
Hong Jiang suddenly stretched out her hand to hold his chin and looked at his pupils.
After realizing that a faint blood color had appeared in his dark eyes, he said:
"Come on, eat. After eating, you will feel refreshed and then you can have a good talk with him!"
Turning the palm over, a purple pill suddenly appeared in the palm of the hand.
Zhao Rang frowned. He saw that what Shen Liushu and the assassin were taking were not of this color.
Could it be that Tongtian Pills are divided into many grades? Different people eat different things?
When Aziz saw the Tongtian Pill in Hong Jiang's palm, it was like a dog that had been hungry for three days and suddenly saw a piece of fat meat. Not even bothering to say thank you, he immediately pounced on it and wanted to swallow it.
But with her mouth close to her, Hong Jiang suddenly raised her arm and waved, and the Tongtian Pill in her palm rolled down to the ground, bouncing twice.
Aziz immediately knelt down, groping with his hands all over the floor, and finally caught it just as it was about to roll under the table.
His hands were shaking badly...
I wanted to pick it up with my fingers, and tried several times in a row, but the Tongtian Pill was pushed further and further away.
The roar in his throat became more and more violent, and Zhao Rang saw that his exposed skin was all red and hot, as if he had been thrown into a pot of boiling water.
"Hahaha, is it delicious?!"
Finally, Aziz couldn't bear it any longer, and he threw away the last bit of rationality in his mind, leaving only one desire, which was to take this Tongtian Pill into his mouth immediately!
He lay on the ground, lowered his head and picked up the "disobedient" Tongtian Pill with his mouth, and then swallowed it immediately.
After doing all this, Aziz lay down on the spot with relief, his every breath filled with satisfaction.
After a while, the redness on his body slowly faded away, and his unfocused eyes became focused again.
After getting up from the ground, he quickly came to Hong Jiang, knelt down on one knee, and said in a loud voice:
"Thank you, Protector, for the medicine!"
Hong Jiang touched his head
Zhao Rang looked at this scene and felt a little dazed... Can Aziz still be considered a human being?
I used to think that Mr. Wang San was leaving the job of being a good shopkeeper and rich man, but he wanted to be a dog for others, but it was not guaranteed at the end of the year. Looking at it now, Mr. Wang San is still a human being at least. It’s just that his thinking is distorted and his path is bad, but he is definitely still a human being!
Aziz is no longer like this...
He is a dog through and through, and Tongtenmaru is his favorite bone.
In order to get this, he can say anything and do anything.
In the eyes of a dog, the one with the bones is the owner. Besides the master, what other friends do you have?
When he stood in front of Hong Jiang without hesitation and blocked Haidiya's sword, he could no longer be a human being.
Not only Zhao Rang figured this out.
His good friend Haidiya thought more clearly.
But it's one thing to understand it, and another thing to accept it.
Although Haidiya figured it out, he couldn't accept it.
So he still asked in a very tacky and old-fashioned way:
"Why?"
Aziz, who had fully recovered, looked at his old friend of decades. His eyes flashed with guilt for a moment, but he soon regained his determination. He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice as firm as his eyes, and then said:
"Everyone has his own ambition."
A good person has his own ambitions!
Haidiya smiled, and Zhao Rang also laughed.
Zhao Rang laughed because he was laughing at the fact that he had to build a memorial arch even after becoming a dog.
Haidiya laughed, laughing at why he couldn't discover Azizi's abnormality earlier? If it had been detected earlier, could he have been saved?
There is no regret medicine in this world.
Even the experiences mentioned by those old people and wise men are basically hindsight!
So there is no if.
Khadiya and the gods are at war.
While constantly comforting himself, Aziz is no longer a friend, but an enemy and a lackey of the enemy. On the other side, he kept blaming himself... and even wanted to poke a few holes in himself with a sword!
Zhao Rang could see that Haidiya was a person who valued his friends very much.
Even if such a person is ruthless in swordsmanship, his heart is always fiery!
The more a person values his friends, the less he can forgive betrayal. But when this happens, they take the blame on themselves to excuse their friend.
"I need a reason!"
Haidiya struggled for a long time, feeling that Aqizi's light words that everyone has his own ambitions really couldn't convince him.
“This is the only way the underworld wants to survive.”
"Is this your ambition?"
Aziz was silent.
Through the gauze curtain, he saw the afterglow of the setting sun outside.
When the sun sets, the moon rises.
The sky cannot have the sun and the moon at the same time, nor can it have two suns.
If you want to achieve this, you have to find another way.
Aziz has no regrets about his choice, but he is full of guilt about his friendship with Haidiya.
Today, he knew it was time to call it quits.
"If I kill this woman, it will be fine for you!"
Haidiya is still trying his best.
Aziz smiled and shook his head.
He was still standing in front of Hong Jiang.
If he wants to kill Hong Jiang, he must die first.
Haidiya saw that his feet were like roots, not moving even an inch, so he said no more.
His eyes suddenly dimmed and lost all their luster. The soft sword in his hand also drooped down, like a belt that had been used for ten years and was about to break.
"Someone threatens the protector of the divine religion. What does the leader's sermon say?"
Hong Jiang asked with good timing.
"It is said in the teachings of the leader that being rude to the Dharma Protector means that one has no religion and will be killed without mercy!"
Aziz blurted out, and answered fluently with Hong Jiang.
"What if this person is your friend?"
Hong Jiang then asked.
Aziz was silent.
There is no such article in the teachings of the leader.
He lowered his head and no one could tell what he was thinking.
Soon, Aziz raised his head again, straightened his neck, and said loudly:
"As a member of the church, everything should be based on the interests of the religion. In the face of the interests of the religion, we must have no father, no mother, no wife, no children, no relatives, no friends, no teachers, no disciples."
"well said!"
"This protector sends an order on behalf of the leader of the cult. Heijie of Lanmo Country has officially become the eleventh church of the cult. The leader of Heijie, Aqizi, has been promoted to the leader of Heijie Hall and will be rewarded with ninety-nine Tongtian Pills."
Hong Jiang threw a small porcelain bottle towards Aziz. After Akiz knelt down and thanked him, he quickly opened the bottle cap and took a deep breath.
The refreshing aroma made Archie feel ecstatic. After putting the porcelain bottle away, the guilt in Heidi's eyes just now disappeared without a trace.
"Kill without mercy?"
Haidiya kept repeating these three words.
After saying it several times, tears flowed to the corners of my mouth, including reluctance, confusion, and hatred.
Only hatred is not absolute, or hatred contains reluctance and incomprehension.
As an outsider, Zhao Rang could say that Haidiye hated Aziz. But it cannot be denied that Haidiya's hatred for Aziz is still entangled with other emotions that are so complex that even he himself cannot distinguish them.
The tears on Haidiya's face dried quickly.
Because he knows that only the weak will always shed tears for what happened yesterday. A true brave man always dares to face reality, no matter how bleak it is.
If you want to really find a reason and an answer for this matter, you must have the courage to hold on to the sword from this moment on!
Aziz jumped up high and took down two weapons from the beams of the hall.
He threw one of them to Khadiya.
Both are swords.
Just like more than 20 years ago, they practiced swordsmanship, drank together, and made their way into the world.
Putting down the soft sword in his hand and holding the sword handed over by Aziz again, Haidiya suddenly wanted to drink.
He was not a hesitant person, he had to do it when he thought of it, so he turned around and walked to the table, picked up the amethyst bottle, almost stuck the bottle mouth in his throat, and drank it all in the blink of an eye.
If other people saw him drinking so much, they would definitely feel like it was a waste of money.
But Zhao Rang knew that no matter how rare or expensive the wine was, it was just wine to him.
But what I should drink at this moment must be wine, not tea, and not water.
"Go out and don't disturb my friends!"
Putting down the wine glass, Haidiya walked straight out of the hall.
"My friends" were like four knives, stabbing into Aziz's heart.
As soon as these words came out, he and Heidiye were no longer friends.
Haidiya's swordsmanship is ruthless, but not ruthless. He is indifferent because he is too affectionate, especially towards his friends.
If a person is too affectionate, he will often appear to be unfeeling.
Haidiya walked very slowly, but every step he took was firm.
Step by step, the energy in his body is constantly rising!
He had already spotted an open space, just five feet away from the hall.
From here, he had to walk a total of twenty steps.
In these twenty steps, Haidiya's strength will reach its peak, reaching the limit of what he can do.
Aziz followed behind him, his head lowered and his steps equally solid.
The competition between these two people started from the first step.
"Don't you take a look?"
Yuan Mingkong couldn't help but feel strange when he saw Zhao Rang move his chair so that his back was facing the two of them.
"I do not want to look."
Zhao Rang answered decisively.
"Are you worried about Khadiya's death?"
Zhao Rang shook his head and said:
"Whoever dies has nothing to do with me, I'm not worried."
Yuan Mingkong said quietly:
"I didn't expect you to be a cruel person."
Zhao Rang said nothing more.
Ximen Dazhuang took over the conversation and said solemnly, uncharacteristically:
"Brother has the softest heart."
Yuan Mingkong asked:
"Then why doesn't he care?"
Ximen Dazhuang paused and explained:
"Because he couldn't bear to see two good friends end up like this."
Yuan Mingkong suddenly fell silent, thinking of the relationship between himself and Zhao Rang.
"We will never do this!"
After hearing this, Zhao Rang smiled slightly and said:
"Definitely not!"
But Ximen Dazhuang heard what Brother Rang said in his heart was "I hope."
Outside the hall, except for the lotuses planted in the water, the open space is covered with neatly trimmed lawns.
It must have been watered just now, and it feels soft underfoot.
Both of them controlled their strength very well, and the footprints left on the grass were all the same depth.
After standing firm, one of the two will definitely die.
Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong knew this.
Of course Haidiya and Aziz knew it too.
Heidiye looked up at the last sunset.
The sunlight at this moment does not have that much energy. It cannot dry away the tears from the corners of the eyes, nor can it dry away the wine from the corners of the mouth, nor can it dry away the blood for a while...
Both of them were looking at the sunset, and both of them thought about a lot of things in the past.
At that time, there were two young men in Lanmo State who spent all day fighting with swords and drinking alcohol, but neither of them obeyed the other.
One person said that he was faster without riding a horse than on a horse, and could make two or three trips a day between Haolan and Moguo on a single night. Another person would immediately say that he had breakfast at Wang Chenzhong's Taihe Residence in the early morning, and in the afternoon he could go shopping in the market in the north of Dawei.
You can easily win in a race with a fierce horse, and you can't lose in a sword competition with a strong wind.
When people reminisce, time always flies by. In the blink of an eye, the sunset was almost completely hidden under the horizon.
Taking advantage of the last glimmer of light, the two finally met face to face.
Just standing there relaxed and casual, no one put on any posture.
Zhao Rang finally couldn't help but turned around and started looking.
He saw that the two men were full of flaws, and they didn't even give the other a chance to use a second sword, because one sword was enough.
But no one drew a sword.
Because both of them knew that at this moment, both the other party and themselves were mentally invulnerable.
As for body posture...
The two have practiced swordplay together for countless years and have long been familiar with it. Even if it were shown at this moment, it would be useless.
From the perspective of an outsider like Zhao Rang, whoever strikes first will gain the upper hand.
After all, there is only one chance with one sword.
Let's see whose sword is faster!
Both of them gave up their defense, indicating that all their strength would turn into the most powerful offensive.
In the world, there is always some tofu in the brine, and everything is reduced.
Completely giving up one side will not make the other side complete.
Zhao Rang saw from the corner of his eye that even Hong Jiang and Amani took a few steps forward and stared at their figures carefully.
Based on their martial arts cultivation, it was natural to see that although the two of them had not yet made a move, they were far more intense and intense than the sword shadows crossing each other.
Between life and death, there is no room for error in breathing.
It seemed that the evening breeze had sensed the chilly atmosphere between the two of them and took a detour.
Otherwise, why is the water surface beside the two of them as smooth as a mirror, but there are constant ripples everywhere else?
The speed of the sunset seemed to be frozen, and the only remaining afterglow lingered on, as if reluctant to miss such a rare duel. 1
"Swordsman and his family, you couldn't understand the fist just now, now it's my turn to understand the sword."
Yuan Mingkong said calmly.
Zhao Rang corrected an error in his words:
"It's not that swords and swords belong to the same family, it's that swords and swords don't separate from each other."
Yuan Mingkong didn't feel there was any difference between the two statements, but Zhao Rang said so, so be it, but there was nothing to argue about.
"They were fighting swords."
Zhao Rang continued.
"But they didn't move!"
Yuan Mingkong said in surprise, his tone was slightly higher, which aroused everyone's dissatisfaction, as if he had affected some sacred ceremony...
Zhao Rang didn't know how to explain it. Some things would be boring to say, not to mention he didn't know how to say them.
Suddenly he thought of how to explain, so he said again:
"Because they are friends."
"So you can't do it?"
Zhao Rang replied:
"Knowing each other too well to put a hand down."
Yuan Mingkong said coldly:
"I know how it feels."
Zhao Rang looked at him strangely, but he continued:
"But not to friends, but to brothers."
"Brothers connected by blood." 1
