It’s good not to die, because the world is so beautiful and life is precious. Almost everyone doesn’t want to die, they want to live well, and they want to see the blue sky and white clouds more, and they have concerns in their hearts.
However, death is not terrible. Sometimes, some things are more important than life, such as dignity! As the saying goes, a tree has a skin and a human has a face. To live requires dignity. A person would rather stand to die than live on his knees! Otherwise, what's the difference from ants
Yun Cong is not a hero, but he will never allow himself to be beaten to death by Yuanyang and the others, and then caught and killed. Therefore, after thinking of the last form of the thirteen deadly swords-the sword of Huangquan, he did not hesitate at all. Yuan Yang was getting closer, he was very calm, his face was only fearless.
However, Yun Cong's expression fell in Yuanyang's eyes. Yuanyang thought that Yun Cong was about to struggle to death. He was not afraid, thinking that Yun Cong was about to die in his own hands, Yuan Yang couldn't help showing his complacency.
However, before Yuan Yang's smile fully bloomed, he found that Yun Cong suddenly threw the bloodthirsty sword, let it float in front of him, and began to squeeze the technique with both hands.
At the beginning, Yuanyang didn’t care about it, but after only about a second, Yuanyang discovered that following Yun Cong’s formula, the surrounding heaven and earth energy gradually began to become disordered, and they were all madly condensing towards Yun Cong. Like a huge pump, it instantly absorbs the aura of heaven and earth near the Gobi Desert.
More than that, Yuan Yang rushed to the front, he also saw Yun Cong’s bloodthirsty sword suddenly transform into countless phantoms, those thousands of bloodthirsty sword phantoms hanging around Yun Cong, Yun Cong is like The emperor in the sword is surrounded by the emperor.
Yuan Yang saw it really. He found that although Yun Cong's forehead was full of sweat, his face was flushed, and even blood beads appeared on his body, the power he showed was getting stronger and stronger, which made them have a kind. The trembling sent to the depths of the soul.
"not good!"
Only then did Yuanyang realize that Yun Cong was not bluffing, but was really killing his life. He shouted, and then stab Yun Cong to try to interrupt Yun Cong's madness.
It's a pity that everything was too late. Before Yuanyang approached Yun Cong, he was squeezed out by the energy storm raging around Yun Cong.
This doesn’t matter. Yuanyang’s real horror is that where Yun Cong is now is an energy vortex, everywhere is full of violent sword aura. When he stabbed the sword at Yun Cong just now, he felt that there were tens of thousands of swords. Strikes on his sword and hands. Countless scars had appeared on his hand, as did the sword, and the cracked sword body told him that he had just walked through the ghost gate.
Yun Cong suddenly became so powerful, Yuan Yang and the others were obviously caught off guard, but Yun Cong ignored their surprised expressions. He showed a cruel smile to Yuan Yang and others. This smile was not only weird, but also creepy. Yuan Yang and the others felt an extremely dangerous signal from their smiles.
Sure enough, in the next moment, the smile on the corner of Yun Cong's mouth was put away. He was not long-winded. After chanting the last spell, he looked at the people in Yuanyang suddenly and vigorously. When the people in Yuanyang were on guard, he Taking a deep breath, then roared: "Sword of Yellow Spring!"
咻咻咻
I saw countless dense sword shadows rushing toward everyone. At this moment, the air made a squeaky sound, and the earth was also riddled by the sword rain. The neighboring stone rocks, under the attack of the sword rain, were like being attacked. The knife was cut, and it collapsed layer by layer.
The earth and the rocks are like this, people naturally need not say, except for Yuanyang and others who are working hard to resist, the others are instantly obliterated.
However, even so, Yun Cong's suicide attack was so easy to stop. Xu Ling was shot to death by several virtual sword auras after resisting for thirty or forty seconds.
Yuan Yang is no exception. Although he is the strongest, he rushes the fastest, and is also the closest to Yun Cong, so he is naturally the most attacked. Under the intensive sword rain bombardment, Yuan Yang soon fell from left to right, and was constantly injured by sword qi, and he was also struggling to resist.
puff
Three consecutive virtual sword qi shot Yuanyang, Yuanyang no longer supported, he knelt on one knee, a little unwilling to look at Yun Cong, he found that Yun Cong smiled at him again.
At this moment, Yuan Yang finally understood that he must be careful and cautious, and he must not be overwhelmed, otherwise he may overturn the boat in the gutter at any time, and he may not have the last laugh.
The reason was understood, but the opportunity was gone, Yuan Yang showed a regret and regret expression, and then slowly fell down. Seeing him hit the ground and lying motionless, there was still a lot of blood flowing around him. Yun Cong couldn't hold on anymore. He spouted blood again, then leaned forward and fell down.
Without Yun Cong's control, the bloodthirsty sword fell from the air, and then plunged into the ground. The virtual sword shadows condensed by him also disappeared completely. The space was quiet again, only the corpses and the corpses were bombarded. The site of Dakeng Xiaobao tells people that an extremely fierce battle has taken place here.
However, not everyone was killed by Yun Cong, like Xiao Si, and a few fast-running guys. They were just seriously injured. Although they are lying on the ground and not moving, they will regain their strength sooner or later. Can stand up.
Especially Qiao Ping, as an archer, he has always put cold arrows in the distance, and has never been close to Yun Cong 100 meters. He is the least injured of all.
At that time, Qiao Ping saw that Yun Cong saw his death as his home. He knew it was not good. There was a distance between him and he retreated a bit, so he only suffered from a small number of Yun Cong's attacks, all of which were within his defense range. Therefore, Qiao Ping was not seriously injured. He saw Yun Cong fall and struggled there. He looked cold and walked over slowly.
When Qiao Ping walked by Xiao Si, Xiao Si stretched out his hand to pull Qiaoping’s trousers, Qiao Ping turned around, he looked at Xiao Si’s begging eyes, he frowned in disgust, and then kicked Xiao Si with one foot. Kicked off.
Xiao Si was unable to fight back under Qiao Ping's attack. He rolled to the side like a ball, hitting a rock before stopping. Xiao Si was already seriously injured. After being hit by Qiao Ping like this, he was injured even more. Not only was the wound torn, he was also hit and dizzy.
Why is this happening
Xiao Si couldn't understand. He didn't expect Qiao Ping to be such a person. Not only did he fail to save him, but he also fell into trouble, making him almost dying. But he can't help it, let alone now, when he is in his heyday, he is not Qiao Ping's opponent, Qiao smooths him, he can only swallow bitterness.
Qiao Ping’s ruthless Yun Cong saw in his eyes, he didn’t want to say anything, he just regretted that he failed to kill Qiao Ping’s soul together, and now let him live, let him be a villain, let him be infinitely arrogant, he Regret it.
But the result is doomed, and a misstep will become an eternal hate, and a momentary judgment is wrong, and it is impossible to restore it. Thinking of the possible consequences, Yun Cong simply closed his eyes and slowly waited for death to come. He could clearly feel the rapid passing of his vitality.
In fact, even if there is no Qiao Ping and no outsiders are here to interfere with Yun Cong, Yun Cong will not survive for a day. This is the consequence of using the "Sword of Yellow Spring", and no one can make exceptions.
Feeling that Qiao Ping is getting closer and closer, Yun Cong wanted to end himself and end his life early, but he sadly discovered that there was no real qi in his body, and he could no longer afford a trace of strength.
"You're not feeling well, right?" Qiao Ping walked to Yun Cong, he looked at Yun Cong who closed his eyes, he kicked with his foot, and the toe hit Yun Cong's wound. Yun Cong was in pain. Curled, but he resisted, not humming, and ignored Qiao Ping.
Qiao Ping saw Yun Cong's stubborn appearance, he became interested, first he gave a cold snort, and then faintly said: "You are really amazing! A dozen of them were beaten by one person, and most of them were killed, except for me. The others are immortal and severely injured, completely out of combat effectiveness, this is not something ordinary people can do!"
Qiao Ping smacked his lips appreciatively. He didn't wait for Yun Cong to answer, so he continued to say: "Looking at you too, I must have just come to this Ten Thousand Demon Caves not long ago. It's a pity that I just walked to the edge and didn't see the one behind The excitement is dying."
"However, don’t worry, I won’t let you die just like that. I’ll cut off your flesh with one sword and one sword, drain your blood slowly, and then take out your heart and dig out your brain. Want to see how you are different from us?" Qiao Ping suddenly twitched at the corner of his mouth, and he also showed a cruel smile with a grim look in his eyes. Compared with the previous nervousness, Qiao Ping is now very relaxed. He knows that Yun Cong has no longer Lack of strength, there is no threat to him.
"By the way, do you think I should start with my feet or should I start from the beginning?" Qiao Ping pulled out the knife he was carrying with him. He squatted down and looked at Yun Cong carefully. Yun Cong had already opened up. Seeing, he looked at Qiao Ping's eagerness, his heart was full of bitterness, and he could only sigh helplessly.
At this moment, a strange voice suddenly rang in Qiao Ping and Yun Cong's ears: "Let's start from the beginning!"