Qualcomm, a sword through the heart of Qualcomm.
His sword was so fast that the people he killed would be pierced through the heart by the sharp sword in his palm before they noticed it. He always pierced the heart of the enemy and always succeeded, so he was called For a sword to pierce the heart.
Yan Shisan killed his brother, and he came to take revenge. This was naturally one of the reasons, but in addition, he also had a more important reason for him, to kill Yan Shisan and achieve his own fame.
In this arena, it is not easy to achieve your own reputation.
But it is not without shortcuts, but taking shortcuts means greater risks.
And if you want to succeed, you must take your own life, prepare for your own death, and then step on other people's bones and other people's reputations to create your own halo.
Gaotong is ready. He is ready to use Yan Shisan's life to achieve his own fame. Although they have never fought, he believes that he can kill the other party.
But who can say for sure?
Just when Gaotong was standing still, concentrating his energy and spirit, and letting his momentum rise to the highest point, a drunken voice came out from the other side of the long bridge, with an aura that was colder than the wind and snow. One end, mixed with wind and snow, and accompanied by messy footsteps, slowly swam towards him like an invisible rope, giving him a feeling of suffocation.
"On the one hand is gratitude and on the other is resentment. What can I ask for after death? I advise you not to commit suicide. Success or failure will depend on romance..."
The words fell and the footsteps stopped, but the murderous intention from behind was like a poisonous snake wandering into the throat. Gao Tong's eyes turned cold and he was shocked.
The corner of Gao Tong's mouth twitched, he snorted coldly, knocked away the poisonous snake in his throat, and said, "Are you Yan Shisan?".
"Exactly!" Yan Shisan responded with a drunken look after taking a sip of the wine he had just traded.
"As long as you tell me who ordered you to kill my second brother, I will let you go!" Gao Tong found an excuse for himself to do something that he knew was impossible.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Yan Shisan's mouth under the black cloth hood, and he said in a casual voice and a cold tone: "Your brother is also a person who deserves to be killed, so there is no regret in dying...".
"Humph!" Gao Tong snorted coldly, turned around slowly, and said, "If you don't tell me, I will kill you!".
"There are many people who want my life. I can send you away, but..."
After saying this, Yan Shisan stopped talking, but Gao Tong knew the second half of the other party's words, that is, if you have the ability, come and get it yourself.
Gao Tong narrowed his eyes, and the next second, when he opened his eyes again, there was a flash of sword light, but the long sword in his hand had been unsheathed, and it pierced Yan Shisan's heart like lightning.
Pierce the heart with a sword, his name is also his famous stunt.
He used this sword to pierce the hearts of too many people. Before he drew the sword, he believed that this time was no exception. However, after he drew the sword, his expression changed, because his strongest sword was struck by The man blocked it, and it was just an unsheathed sword!
"Ding!"
There was a clear sound, and the long sword emitting sharp sword energy seemed to have hit a thick shield. In an instant, the sword energy was smashed into pieces.
Yan Shisan's eyes were still a little hazy, as if he hadn't woken up from his drunken state, but he just drifted back with the power of Gaotong's sword.
"Ha!" Gao Tong shouted coldly, following Yan Shisan who was constantly retreating. The long sword in his hand seemed to appear as a phantom in an instant, covering Yan Shisan.
Yan Shisan raised his eyelids, and in Gao Tong's incredulous look, he did not draw his sword, but dodged his attack accurately. In response, Gao Tong shouted loudly, and went a little faster, The long sword stabbed Yan Shisan's neck.
This stab is Qualcomm’s last strength!
The long sword was filled with cold light, flashing with an uncertain sword energy, which was extremely dangerous.
But it was useless, no, because it had some effect, because he smashed the black scarf that covered half of Yan Shisan's face, revealing Yan Shisan's tattooed face (like a tattoo, but on face), a face like a demon!
"Ah!" Yan Shisan shouted coldly, as if he woke up at this moment, and the bone poison sword in his hand was unsheathed with fierce sword energy.
The next second, Gaotong, who had lost all his sword power, jumped up high. Just as he was about to temporarily avoid the edge, a cold light flashed, as if the pause button had been pressed, and he stopped all actions.
Then, with a crisp sound of the sword being sheathed, a blood plum bloomed on Gao Tong's white chest. Then, Gao Tong's eyes that were originally full of fierce color were occupied by unwillingness and despair, and as he gradually fell The figure at the bottom of the bridge, his eyes gradually lost their light and were filled with unwillingness, but finally turned into a look of understanding.
He realized it, he realized it in the end, but he had no chance, Gao Tong thought, and fell heavily on the ice.
"Don't commit suicide, don't commit suicide..." Yan Shisan murmured, looking at the 'corpse' of Gao Tong who was about to die, and looked at the look of understanding in Gao Tong's eyes, with the same light shining in his eyes, and he was about to leave. As he was leaving, a cyan figure descended from the sky beside him and landed lightly next to Gao Tong, who was about to die.
"Is it you? Do you know him?" Looking at the man who had just made a deal with him, Yan Shisan's cold expression showed some surprise.
"No, I don't know him. I've never met him before." Ji Mo shook his head and looked at the dying Gaotong, squatting in front of him. After reaching out his left hand to press on the other person's wound, a bottle of wine appeared inexplicably in his right hand. Yan Shisan shook it twice and threw it over.
"Snapped!"
Reaching out to take it, Yan Shisan looked at Ji Mo's actions with some doubts in his eyes. However, despite his doubts, he quickly opened the wine in his hands, took a sip, and then let out a sigh of satisfaction.
"Why?" Yan Shisan asked something he rarely said, but now he was very curious about the man who gave him the drink, and he was so curious that he asked this question unconsciously.
"Deal!" Ji Mo smiled, but Yuanli continued to treat the opponent's wounds until the blood plum on Gaotong's chest no longer grew larger, until the light contained in Gaotong's eyes no longer weakened, but became brighter and brighter. , then withdrew his hand and transformed Yuanli into internal force again.
"Uh!" A long cry, followed by the rapid rise and fall of his chest, came from Gao Tong's mouth, who suddenly sat up.
With this cry, Yan Shisan stopped swallowing his wine. In the distant building, all the people watching the battle had a look of horror in their eyes, as if they had stopped breathing, their bodies froze in place, and even, The snow, which was getting heavier and heavier, seemed to have stopped.
Suddenly, the whole scene became weird.
