Di Cangqiong paused for a moment and said disapprovingly: "The body was shattered but the bones were not seen. This young man's life should not have been cut off. Neither you nor I have won any luck."
Sima Yu couldn't help frowning and said: "Brother Di, this is a strong argument. Besides, I didn't ask you to admit defeat, so why should you be afraid of this?"
Di Cangqiong said clearly: "You don't have to use aggressive tactics. I have never been afraid of confronting you. What's more, now that the emperor has been damaged, you can ask yourself, if I use my full strength, what are your chances of winning?"
Jun Yu was Sima Yu's sword. It turned out that this sword had just collided with Mu Yun's "Yijin" piccolo, and a crescent-shaped gap was made on the blade.
It would be fine if it were an ordinary weapon, but Sima Yu's sword-wielding skills require a pure sword heart. This seemingly small flaw cannot be ignored.
Sima Yu also knew this very well, but his regret only aroused his desire to win. He laughed loudly and said: "No matter what the odds of winning are, I will give it a try today. Brother Di, can you?" Dare to challenge?"
Di Cangqiong was silent for a moment, and sighed softly: "I am already over sixty years old, and my deadline is coming in a blink of an eye. Since you have the heart to strive for supremacy in the world, why not wait until I die before you start your work, so as not to end up before you have finished?" If you die first, your reputation will be ruined."
Sima Yujian raised his eyebrows and sneered again and again: "It seems that Brother Di is quite confident that he can beat me, but I don't believe it. What can I do?"
When Di Cangqiong saw the fervent flames in Sima Yu's eyes, he finally sighed, raised his sword and said in a serious voice: "In that case, I respectfully ask for your advice."
A word of "Sirius Lord" came out, and the figure of the bearded man suddenly moved, and the pale bone sword was pointed in front of Xing Zhiying.
Although Xing Zhiying was unavoidably panicked, she also knew that things were going to be hard to come by. She raised her arms in a charming voice, and immediately spit out a silver rainbow, dazzling her eyes, and pierced the opponent's weak point with the cold sword.
Lord Tianlang gave a slight click, and the bone sword suddenly hit Xing Zhiying's sword body. The force was like thunder falling from the sky, and a giant ax splitting mountains. He planned a move to make this overestimating girl throw away the weapon. Submit obediently.
Xing Zhiying thought that she was not strong enough, and in a flash of thought, the sword disappeared in a flash like a crane's beak pecked at it. The moment he dodged the bone sword, he spit out a message like a spiritual snake, stabbed out with his wrist, and pointed directly at the shoulder of Lord Tianlang.
Tianlang Zun was shocked when his move missed, but he was a battle-hardened warrior after all. He simply swung his sword and slashed horizontally, intending to strike first and cut Xing Zhiying into two pieces.
Unexpectedly, Xing Zhiying was extremely fast, but when she saw her slender feet touching the ground and turning lightly, there was a gap in the slightest. The sword followed the trend and sprinkled cold stars, and fell directly on the head of the Sirius Lord.
Lord Tianlang's heart moved, and he suddenly raised his palm to face Xing Zhiying's sword. Xing Zhiying was taken aback, but she really didn't want to hurt anyone. In the blink of an eye, she lowered her wrist and twirled the sword, using the spine of the sword to attack.
She was kind-hearted, but Lord Tianlang played into his heart. Seeing this, he suddenly clasped his fingers together and firmly grasped her sword in his palm.
After all, Xing Zhiying is a weak woman. She wants to sheath her sword but there is no time. The Heavenly Wolf Lord had gained the upper hand and raised his bone sword upwards, slashing towards her cheek.
Every woman should cherish her own appearance, let alone a young beauty like Xing Zhiying. This sword move can be called extremely sinister. But if you want to dodge, you have to abandon the sword, so you will definitely lose but not win.
Xing Zhiying was in a panic and was in a dilemma when she suddenly heard a sharp sound in the air that hurt her ears. It turned out to be a featherless arrow whizzing past her and striking at Lord Tianlang's wrist.
This time the attack was just right, Lord Tianlang had to withdraw his palm to avoid it. Xing Zhiying suddenly broke free from her restraints and slashed out with her sword with all her strength.
She was so angry at this moment that she regarded the Heavenly Wolf Lord as the wild wolves he raised, so she was no longer merciful. Lord Tianlang faced the two men's attacks, but he did not dare to neglect them, so he had to block them with his sword.
Immediately, there was only a clanging sound, and all the joints on the bone sword were shot off. There were even obvious cracks on the sword, making it almost unusable.
Lord Tianlang was taken aback, and a look of anger suddenly appeared on his face. Xing Zhi felt a little apologetic when he saw this, and said calmly while concentrating on guard: "My friend, please pay attention. This little girl's 'Smashing Jue' sword cuts iron like mud. It is impossible for ordinary weapons to withstand its sharpness. It offends you." Don’t be surprised if you look forward to it.”
Lord Tianlang's face was full of anger, but he did not dare to attack rashly. At this time, Huangfu Yingyang smiled bitterly and said: "I said, Mao Yatou, you are really a pig. This guy has made it clear that he wants your life, don't you It’s okay to take advantage of the situation and catch him off guard. Are you just playing house by being so polite?”
Xing Zhiying's pretty face turned red, she wanted to argue but she didn't have the confidence. However, Lord Tianlang suddenly felt something in his heart and shouted in shock: "Nvwa'er just said that you were holding the 'Smashing Jue' sword. Isn't that the sword of the Tianshan sect's 'Iron Wing Divine Falcon' Xing Zhenliang back then?"
Xing Zhiying was secretly proud when she heard this, and then she coughed and said, "Yes, Xing Zhenliang, the 'Iron Wing Divine Falcon', is my grandfather. The little girl Xing Zhiying was indeed offended just now. If my friend is willing to turn the conflict into friendship, just put forward any conditions. "
Her words were quite convincing. Lord Tianlang's expression changed several times after hearing this, and he finally snorted: "The Tianshan Sect has been wiped out long ago, and Xing Zhenliang is just a cripple, who can he scare? But? For the sake of your honesty, I will spare your life, please get out of here."
Although Xing Zhiying was not angry that Tianlang had insulted her grandfather, but since the other party had given in, she bowed and saluted and said, "Thank you so much for your understanding, my little lady. I can't thank you enough."
Lord Tianlang nodded arrogantly, then turned to Huangfu Yingyang and said, "The hidden weapon technique you just used is not bad. It seems that you killed this wolf, me?"
Huangfu Yingyang squinted his eyes and said casually: "I beat him to death, so what are you going to do with him?"
Lord Tianlang paused secretly, raised his bone sword and said: "Nonsense! Of course I want you to pay with your life!"
Before Huangfu Yingyang could answer, Xing Zhiying had already said: "This Mr. Huangfu is the little girl's friend. He accidentally killed the wolf just now to save the little girl. If my friend wants to pursue the case, he should go to the little girl."
Lord Tianlang paused again, unable to hide the look of anger on his face. Huangfu Yingyang was also slightly surprised. He chuckled and said, "Mao Ya, you have to think clearly. This opportunity to kill someone with a knife is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once I lose my life, you don't have to worry about the matter being leaked."
After hearing this, Xing Zhiying was filled with embarrassment and anger, and couldn't help but said with hatred: "You!...You are basically using the heart of a villain to judge the belly of a gentleman!"
Huangfu Yingyang smiled but said nothing, but Lord Tianlang said sternly: "Girl, you must not be ignorant of current affairs. It will be easy for me to kill you. Are you really not afraid?"
Xing Zhiying had already made up her mind that she would never owe Huangfu Yingyang any more favors, so she said in a neither humble nor overbearing tone: "My friend is so confident, but this little girl refuses to accept it, so let's see the real deal."
