The floor tiles beneath his feet rumbled and collapsed, and the broken masonry almost buried half of Lang Chenyan's body. But Lang Chenyan was still as solid as a rock, with the blade in front of him, unmoving.
He vomited blood. This move forcefully absorbed a lot of power and seemed to shatter his internal organs.
Suyouhun thought this move would kill him, but he didn't expect such a scene. He was also a little dazed and stayed in place.
However, Lang Chenyan shouted angrily, resounding through the ceiling!
In another moment, Suyouhun's eyes flashed sharply like lightning, and he was startled.
Lang Chenyan actually bounced the knife back. His fingers were bleeding and his face was red, as if blood was about to spurt out.
However, everything is not over yet!
Suyouhun watched his weapon return with a smile on his face.
It’s just one more round trip!
Seeing that the long knife shot back no longer had the same strength as the last time, the wandering soul was strong enough to catch it. He kneaded dough with both hands, and his strength returned, calling for a harbinger of death.
"Senior, raise your knife!"
Just when Lang Chenyan thought that he would not be able to escape, Fu Yunge's shouts suddenly came from behind him.
Without even thinking about it, Lang Chenyan immediately raised his two swords. His lower body was buried in rubble and he was unable to move, so he had no choice but to fight his way out.
The blade was carrying iron filings like snowflakes, and the sharp tip was like a shooting star. But at the last moment, the Piaomiao Sword thrust in!
Unexpectedly, the long knife flying in a straight line was suddenly hit by an external force and its trajectory was skewed.
Fu Yunge jumped up at the same time, rolled in the air, and quickly grabbed the falling sword with one hand.
When Lang Chenyan saw this, he immediately understood Fu Yunge's intention. He looked at the long knife stabbing his left armpit. The two knives moved together, up and down, like giant pincers opening, just waiting for the entrance of the prey!
The long knife rushed straight towards him, Lang Chenyan's eyebrows were frozen, his breath suddenly paused, his arms used strength, and the blade slashed!
Then, at the intersection of swords and clumps of light, there was a continuous and crisp sound of swords and iron shattering!
Su Youhun knew what they wanted to do since he listened to Fu Yunge's command just now. But Fu Yunge stopped him, but he couldn't get his sword back.
In an instant, the clipped half of the blade flew into the air, and was inserted back into the ground with the incomplete handle. The remaining half stabbed diagonally into Lang Chenyan's left arm, but it never had the strength to return.
Lang Chenyan's body was unstable, his left arm was injured, and the narrow knife fell to the ground with a "choking" sound.
Fu Yunge looked back and knew that the senior's injury should not allow him to fight immediately. He turned his head and looked calmly at the wandering soul who had lost his sword without saying a word.
"You..." Suyouhun opened his eyes wide, filled with various complex expressions.
A strong gust of wind blew outside the window, causing Fu Yunge's sleeves to fly.
"Without weapons, you are dead." He put on his posture and said calmly.
Suyouhun trembled his lips, as if he had something to say, but he still didn't say it.
Fu Yunge stepped closer to him. But the wandering soul did not dodge or evade, but just stood there with a complicated expression and a blank expression.
Although he did not have the commanding sword, he was still in the ranks of Xuanhui masters. Fu Yunge did not dare to underestimate him and his nerves were tense.
However, at the moment when the distance between the two gradually narrowed, Fu Yunge suddenly heard a rapid hurricane coming from behind!
Shockingly, Lang Chenyan's narrow knife refused to obey his command and suddenly flew up, stabbing Fu Yunge's vest with a sharp sound of wind!
At the same time, Suiyouhun's expression suddenly calmed down, and the confusion just now completely faded away. He used both palms at the same time and slapped Fu Yunge's chest hard!
Attacked from both sides, Fu Yunge didn't expect that he had the skills to control other people's swords.
At the last moment of his life, Fu Yunge froze, and the strong winds from behind and behind seemed to pinch him, making him unable to escape!
"Concentrate...in front of you!"
Suddenly a low roar came from behind him, followed by the blade that came at that moment, exactly at the same moment!
Immediately afterwards, there was a chaotic sound of rocks covering the ground, intertwining behind Fu Yunge.
Unexpectedly, at the last critical moment, Lang Chenyan forced his inner energy to recharge, rushed out of the prison on the floor, ran as fast as he could, and chased the flying narrow knife!
The wolf wind overflowed, and Fu Yunge felt a sense of relief behind him.
Not allowing much thought, Fu Yunge made a decisive decision and decided to move forward!
The ethereal sword flashed like a shooting star, and the bright sword blade seemed to be filled with autumn water. Give all the essence of qigong in Fu Yunge's Jiyun "Yunji Thirteen Shu", try your best!
The sword light was startled and appeared in all directions. The true energy was washed away with the tip of the sword, like a waterfall and a rainbow in the darkness, flashing like clouds.
The wandering soul's palms are powerful, and the power of true energy is ignited in his body. Lingbian faced off against Shen Hun. The two had fought several times in the blink of an eye. Fu Yunge's figure was elegant, and his wandering soul was able to cope with it, just like a tortoise and a dragon soaring.
At the same time, behind Fu Yunge, Lang Chenyan followed the blade regardless of himself. At the same time, he stretched out his arms, trying to regain control of the narrow knife.
One sword and one person are just a few inches away from Fu Yunge. Lang Chenyan's fingertips finally touched the handle of the knife at the last moment. At the critical moment, the man and the knife finally became one, and he moved forward indomitably!
"Get out of the way!!"
With a loud roar, Fu Yunge also dodged sideways at the last distance. The blade cut his waist and abdomen, and at the same time, a violent hurricane flashed by his side without a moment's notice!
Fu Yunge's eyes widened and he didn't care about his own injuries. He only waited for the final moment of victory or death!
The wandering soul also tried to dodge sideways. However, the blade has fallen into the hands of Lang Chenyan, how can he avoid it?
Lang Chenyan's incredibly fast footsteps were forcibly slowed down for half a second as he passed Suyouhun's side.
At the same time, facing Su Youhun's shocked look, Lang Chenyan gritted his teeth, turned his elbows outwards, and the narrow knife suddenly opened its sharp edge, and suddenly, it passed in front of Su Youhun, bringing out a bright silver light. .
There was a sudden silence, and the tower seemed to be completely silent the next second after this action happened.
Fu Yunge, who was behind them, was so surprised that he didn't dare to breathe.
Lang Chenyan ran a long distance with the knife, and finally lost strength and fell down in the distance. The wandering soul in the same place stood motionless, and the body temperature gradually drained away.
He was equally surprised. After a long time, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched his neck.
In an instant, just as his fingertips touched the skin of his neck, the torn blood spurted out a large amount of blood, which was uncontrollable and dyed the window sill covered by the moonlight red.
Blood rained like rain, and there was a burst of bloody raindrops in the air. Suyouhun's body gradually became limp, and finally he knelt down due to weakness, leaning over and slapping him down in the blood.
Half of Fu Yunge's body was splashed with blood, and his face and hands were a little wet. He slowly wiped it away, finally came to his senses, and looked over the corpse of the wandering soul to take care of Lang Chenyan's condition.
