"Haoer!" Nangongtian's voice sounded again, and his eyes were obviously red, because even he could see the danger of the sword just now.
If Nangong Hao hadn't given up the bloody mountains and rivers that swallowed Yan Xiu at the last moment, the current consequences would be almost unimaginable.
"Master Nangong, does he seem very excited?" Yan Yin glanced at Nangongtian's clenched fists, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Yan Yin, don't be too proud!"
"Oh? Head of the Nangong family, do you still want to fight with me?"
"Huh!" Nangong Tian snorted coldly, his face darkened, and he looked at Nangong Hao not far away. Looking at the wound on Nangong Hao's shoulder, the aura on his body became a little unstable.
Yan Xiu in the field was also looking at Nangong Hao at this moment.
For Yan Xiu, it is certainly impossible for him to believe what Fang Zhengzheng said just now, or in other words, it is impossible to believe it completely, but there is no tacit understanding in it.
Because something like tacit understanding can only be achieved after a long period of running-in.
For example, the coordinated attack between him and Fang Zhengzheng just now.
When the Bloody Mountains and Rivers Chart made a move, Nangong Hao immediately swallowed it with the Blood Sacrifice Chart. If nothing unexpected happened, Nangong Hao could swallow the Bloody Mountains and Rivers Chart or bounce it back.
However, Fang Zhengzheng made his move before Nangong Hao finished devouring him.
This means that when he started, Fang Zhengzheng had already guessed his moves, and also predicted Nangong Hao's moves, so he could take advantage of Nangong Hao's devouring moment to use the sword immediately.
"Is it a coincidence?" Yan Xiu wanted to ask, but now was obviously not the right time, because Fang Zhengzheng moved again after cutting Nangong Hao with a sword.
One punch!
It hit the wound on Nangong Hao's shoulder directly!
Blood splattered again.
It can be said that Fang Zhengyi has indeed taken the concept of taking advantage of your illness to kill you to the extreme. As long as one hit is hit, a second or even a third move will follow immediately.
And Yan Xiu also understands this truth.
Therefore, he naturally knew that if he delayed any longer, the result of this martial arts competition would already come out, so it would be meaningless for him to take action at this time.
There was no further hesitation.
Because he has never been a hesitant person.
In an instant, Yan Xiu's figure moved again, and his body turned into a black afterimage, appearing in front of Nangong Hao at an extremely fast speed.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The injured Nangong Hao's body flew back again, his face became extremely pale, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth again.
And under the altar.
Dao Xin's originally nervous eyes finally relaxed at this moment, but there was more or less an unconcealable complexity in his eyes.
"Xiu, it's not that I'm cruel. If I wasn't forced to do anything, I definitely don't want to lie to you, and I don't want you to have any interaction with Fang Zhengzheng again. But, except for you, no one can do this..." Dao Xin's lips parted slightly, and then he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky: "Fang Zhengzheng, I never thought you could still be alive, but you did survive. So, no matter how heavy the sacrifice is, The price, no matter how big the risk is, I have to let you die again!"
"Xin, are you worried that Yan Xiu will regain his memory after contact with Fang Zhengzheng?" Dao Hun's voice rang at this time.
"No, I'm not worried about this." Dao Xin shook his head.
"Well, there is really no need to worry, because it is absolutely impossible for Yan Xiu's memory to be restored." Dao Hun nodded slightly when he heard this.
"I know." Dao Xin nodded and looked at Yan Xiu. She naturally knew the meaning of Dao Hun's words, but there was still a hint of worry in her eyes: "Actually, I am really afraid The most important thing is not that Yan Xiu will regain his memory, but whether the two of them will become friends again!"
Dao Xin did not say the last sentence, because as long as Yan Xiu could really do his best today, then this possibility would be just her excessive worry and would no longer exist.
And luckily...
In a battle like this, even if Yan Xiu's heart is really shaken, due to the circumstances, it is impossible for Yan Xiu to have too much time to find out the truth.
"Boom!" The sound came from the field again.
I have to say that Daoxin's guess was not wrong, because Yan Xiu really didn't have time to think and ask more now, everything was moving towards her plan.
With the tacit cooperation of Yan Xiu and Fang Zhengyi, Nangong Hao was now basically unable to fight back and was forced to retreat again and again, almost to the edge of the altar.
And Fang Zhengzheng didn't seem to be wary of Yan Xiu at all. He still stood in front of Yan Xiu as before and continued to attack Nangong Hao.
"Yan Xiu, the last blow!" Fang Zhengzheng looked at Nangong Hao who had retreated to the edge of the altar, and the smile on his lips became brighter.
"Yes." Yan Xiu nodded gently, and at the same time, he squeezed the silver bone and blood fan in his hand tightly again, and there seemed to be some determination in his expression.
At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi also moved again.
Just like before, he rushed towards Nangong Hao first. The traceless sword in his hand was flowing with strange purple light, and he slashed at Nangong Hao without any hesitation.
Nangong Hao put one hand on his shoulder and held the Wuwei Sword in the other hand. He saw Fang Zhengzheng rushing over again, with a look of determination on his face.
There was no retreat, because there was no way he could retreat.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The blood light soared into the sky, completely blocking the sunlight in the sky, making the entire sky look like it was dyed red with bright red blood.
The blood mist filled the air, sometimes turning into streaks of light, sometimes turning into bloody characters, which was cold and heart-stopping.
Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly flew out of the bloody light, drawing an arc in the air like a stream of light, and then landed heavily on the ground.
"Boom!" The ground cracked.
"Did you win?!"
"Is it finally over?"
“Nangong Hao lost?”
When the surrounding sect disciples saw this scene, they all immediately looked at the figure falling on the ground. However, when they saw the figure falling on the ground clearly, their eyes widened suddenly.
Because the person who fell on the ground was not Nangong Hao.
But Fang Zhengzheng!
"what happend?!"
"Fang Zhengzheng... was knocked away?"
"How can this be?"
If what happened before him happened half an hour ago, and Fang Zhengzheng was knocked away by a move when he was fighting Nangong Hao at the beginning, the surrounding sect disciples would definitely not be surprised.
But now...
Fang Zhengzheng had obviously gained the absolute upper hand, but being suddenly knocked away at this time undoubtedly made the surrounding sect disciples a little unbelievable.
Not only the surrounding sect disciples couldn't believe it.
Within the five gates of the Holy Domain, Mo Shanshi, Mu Qingfeng and others, even Qian Yu, were obviously shocked and had no idea what was going on.
However, the fact is that Fang Zhengzheng did fall to the ground, and judging from his expression, he seemed to be in extreme pain.
"Nangong Hao, you... I didn't expect you to still be hiding the last trick..." Fang Zhengzheng straightened his body suddenly, then rolled his eyes and immediately fainted at an inappropriate time.
Such a change really happened too quickly.
"fainted?!"
"Did you faint like this?"
"No way?"
The surrounding sect disciples couldn't react at all. After all, compared with Fang Zhengzheng's previous majesty, he was now too weak.
If it's knocked away, get up and fight again.
I fainted immediately. What does that mean
The disciples of the sect looked at Fang Zhengyi, who fainted immediately, and then at Nangong Hao, who was wrapped in blood. They really couldn't accept it.
In fact, not only the disciples of the sect could not accept it, but even Nangong Hao, who was involved, had a look of obvious surprise on his face. Looking at Fang Zhengzheng who had fainted, he was stunned for a moment.
Very subtle atmosphere.
It was so subtle that even Bai Fei, who had been calm as usual, stopped tapping the armrest of the chair, and his fingers hung in the air, almost motionless.
But if there is another person on the top of Tianchan Mountain who is not too surprised, that person is definitely Dao Xin who is sitting directly in front of Yin Yang Hall.
"Xiu, thank you." Dao Xin's lips moved slightly, and then he looked at the somewhat indifferent figure standing in the field.
However, compared with the calmness of Dao's heart, Yan Xiu's face was not too calm, and there was even a slight daze on Yan Xiu's face.
Moreover, this expression is almost exactly the same as the expression on Nangong Hao's face.
Looking at Fang Zhengyi, who was lying unconscious on the ground not far away, and then at Nangong Hao, who was wrapped in blood in front of him, Yan Xiu also stood there in a daze.
Until a voice came to his ear.
"Yan Xiu, seize the opportunity!" This voice naturally came from the Yin Yang Palace, but it did not come from the Dao Heart, but from the Dao Soul.
It can be heard that there is some slight excitement in this voice, because under this situation, the result of this martial arts competition is actually foreseeable.
Yan Xiu finally came to his senses at this time.
Even though there was still surprise on his face, his eyes quickly fell on Nangong Hao, and he rushed towards Nangong Hao like lightning.
"Huh?!" Nangong Hao also reacted at this moment. Seeing Yan Xiu rushing over, he took two steps forward and rushed towards Yan Xiu.
"Boom!" Two fists touched each other.
The black light and the blood light intertwined, making a fierce collision sound, but in the end the blood light receded quickly and was suppressed by the black light.
And Nangong Hao's steps stepped back involuntarily.
One step, two steps!
When he reached the second step, Nangong Hao's face was already as pale as snow, but his lips were biting extremely tightly, and his teeth were trembling.
third step!
Nangong Hao raised his foot, but it was fixed in mid-air. In the end, he did not take this step, and one foot was fixed outside the edge of the altar.
"You can't win." Yan Xiu looked at Nangong Haoding's foot in the air, frowned slightly, and spoke in a very cold tone.
"I... know." Nangong Hao's body was obviously shaking, and while speaking, a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth again.
Because, as Yan Xiu said, it is indeed impossible for him to win again now. After all, the injuries on his body are too serious, so severe that there is no way to continue fighting, even if he has the Blood Sacrifice Diagram.
However, Yan Xiu's attack power is too strong, so strong that even in his heyday, he could not win with just a few moves. Moreover, the most important thing is that Yan Xiu's strength does not rely on his bloodline talent. .
"Hao'er, in the last step, your only opponent is Yan Xiu. You have to go on no matter what!" Nangongtian's voice sounded again at this time.
"The last one?" Nangong Hao's mouth was bitter.
"Hao'er, you are a child of the Nangong family, how can you be defeated here?"
"Yes, I have sacrificed too much for this moment. How can I fail in this last step... However, some things are destined to be too difficult... This may be God's will..."
"There is no God's will, our Nangong family will definitely succeed!"
"Success? How to succeed?" Nangong Hao looked at Yan Xiu in front of him. The Wuwei Sword in his hand pierced the ground. Now he could no longer hold the Wuwei Sword tightly, so how could he block Yan Xiu's blow? hit
"Sacrifice, we can sacrifice again!" Nangong Tian watched as Nangong Hao's hands were about to fall into the Wuwei Sword, and his eyes became a little red. Then, he looked sharply at Nangong Mu behind him: "Mu Son, father wants to borrow something from you, are you willing?"
"Thing? What... thing?" Nangong Mu's body trembled. He naturally saw what happened in the field, but how could he stop it when he was seriously injured on the ground.
Fang Zhengzheng's strength, coupled with Yan Xiu's sudden attack, all of this was God's will as Nangong Hao said, and God would not allow the Nangong family to succeed.
Nangong Mu didn’t understand.
What he didn't understand was, after reaching this point, what else could he do
But soon, he seemed to understand something, because he saw a dagger appearing in the hand of his father Nangong Tian.
"Mu'er, father, I'm sorry for you, but this is your fate. In fact, everything has been doomed from the moment you swallowed the fruit of the sacred tree. But, if I hadn't been forced to do so, I really wouldn't have come this far. One step, I really don’t want to..." By the time Nangong Tian finished speaking, his eyes were filled with tears.
"Father, you..." Nangong Mu's eyes widened at this moment, because his father, his biological father, had already stabbed a dagger into his chest.