Di Ye's fingers moved slightly, and soon came back to life.
He grabbed the bloody rusty sword in his hand, supported his body with the hilt, and stood up tremblingly.
"I said I will protect you"
It was difficult for Di Ye to stand still. Every time he said a word, his whole body throbbed violently.
He promised to the head master that he would take good care of the little martial uncle, and he promised the third master that he would protect the little martial uncle As long as he is not dead, as long as he is still breathing, he will continue
"Ye'er, don't!"
Yu Xiaoyun couldn't look back, and couldn't see him, so he could only cry loudly, with tears streaming down his face.
Do not come here again, you will die!
"Ye'er, don't! Don't!"
For the first time, Yu Xiaoyun felt deep fear from the bottom of his heart, fearing that Di Ye would really die.
Protect the little uncle!
Protect the little uncle! !
Protect the little uncle! ! !
Supported by his only thought, Di Ye seemed unable to hear Yu Xiaoyun's cry, his eyes were burning with anger, and he moved step by step, struggling towards Ao Yuan.
Every time he took a step, his whole body was in severe pain as if he was being torn into countless pieces.
The pain was unbearable, but Di Ye held it back. When his consciousness was half awake and half blurred, he unintentionally pulled out the rusty sword, swung the sword with purple air, and slashed at Ao Yuan with all his strength. , a desperate blow.
Ao Yuan breathed heavily, his eyes fell on Yu Xiaoyun's pink ass, his mind was swallowed by the desire of the flesh. His mind was no longer on Di Ye, and when Di Ye approached, he stretched out a hand, trying to throw him away again.
It was too late when Ao Yuan noticed a sinister sword energy coming through the wind. He only felt a numbness in the hand that was stretched out. His right hand had been split in two, and his palm had left his wrist. Only after the palm and wrist were completely separated, blood gushed out.
"Ah!" Ao Yuan raised his hand, only to let out a scream when he saw that his wrist was shortened and his palm was gone.
Di Ye's eyes went dark, he completely lost consciousness, and collapsed limply on the ground, the long sword flowing with purple air in his hand fell beside him.
Ao Yuan let go of Yu Xiaoyun, looked at his severed wrist, picked up the palm that had been chopped off by a sword, and then looked at the long sword beside Di Ye, and suddenly laughed like crazy. After laughing wildly, Ao Yuan shook his head again and again, and repeated madly: "My hand! My hand! Impossible! Impossible! This is not true! This is not true!"
Ao Yuan seemed to be unable to accept the fact that his hand was cut off by the rusty sword pulled out by Di Ye. He couldn't bear the stimulation and went crazy.
"Ye'er! Ye'er, don't die!"
Yu Xiaoyun hugged Di Ye's head, crying loudly, heart-piercing.
"Ye'er, I don't want you to die!"
He felt very painful, as if his heart had been pulled out and crushed hard.
In Yu Xiaoyun's limited memory, Di Ye has always been fine. Even when he was in danger, in an emergency, Di Ye would protect him and lead him out of danger, making him feel at ease, no matter how dangerous or terrible he was, he would not be afraid. Even if Di Ye was knocked out and locked in a stone prison, he knew that Di Ye would definitely wake up
However, at this moment, holding Di Ye's head, Yu Xiaoyun couldn't touch Di Ye's heartbeat, couldn't hear Di Ye's breathing, and he was completely enveloped in fear like the darkness of night falling. He realized that Di Ye would never alright.
Ye'er, dead
Ao Yuan went mad for a while after being hit, and then slowly came to his senses. He looked at Yu Xiaoyun and Di Ye on the ground again, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were fierce, and murderous intent appeared.
Regardless of how he was cut off to his right hand, Ao Yuan pulled out the broad sword at his waist with his left hand, and swung the sword to kill Yu Xiaoyun.
As if in the darkness, Yu Xiaoyun felt the murderous aura, put down Di Ye, picked up the sword on the ground in an instant, and blocked Ao Yuan's killing sword in a random way.
A sword was blocked, a blow was broken, Ao Yuan's brows and eyes tightened, he resisted the pain of bleeding from his right hand, and forcibly used his spiritual power.
On the broad sword in his hand, a layer of khaki aura lingered.
"You killed Ye Er, I will kill you!"
There were no tears in Yu Xiaoyun's big eyes that were red and swollen from crying. The original clear and bright pupils gradually darkened and darkened, and finally became pitch black. Holding the long sword in his hand, the flowing purple air was gradually enveloped by a layer of faint blue aura.
This brat has gone berserk!
Ao Yuan didn't expect Yu Xiaoyun to run away suddenly. The sword in his hand couldn't? trembling slightly.
Thinking about it again, a child who runs away is still a child after all, and he doesn't need to use three points of skill at all!
Ao Yuan raised his sword again to kill, using a sword attack style, which is bound to finish Yu Xiaoyun with one move.
"Ding!"
There was a crisp sound.
Not only did Ao Yuan's sure-kill sword attack not hurt Yu Xiaoyun, but the sword in his hand was cut in two.
"How is it possible!" Ao Yuan opened his eyes wide, looking at the broken sword in his hand, in disbelief.
He could see clearly that Yu Xiaoyun didn't move quickly, and didn't even have any moves. He just swung his sword instinctively to block it, and cut off his sword abruptly.
Why did this kid suddenly go berserk and have such powerful spiritual power?
Could it be the Mingyan Sword in his hand? !
"Kill you!" Yu Xiaoyun raised the sword with one hand, pointing at Ao Yuan.
The immature but hoarse voice spoke cold words.
The pink and smooth doll's face was full of murderous looks.
The dark eyes are like a bottomless abyss.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the ground shook.
There was a sound of fighting and shouting outside, getting closer.
Ao Yuan yelled inwardly, and walked towards the door.
Yu Xiaoyun didn't seem to hear anything, seeing Ao Yuan move, he also moved, and Ao Yuan didn't move, he didn't move either.
Ao Yuan became more cautious when his sword was cut off with one blow, and he didn't make any rash moves anymore. Soon he discovered that Yu Xiaoyun said that he would kill him, but he would not take the initiative to attack, only reacting passively.
Despite this, Ao Yuan was still entangled by Yu Xiaoyun. As long as he moved, Yu Xiaoyun would follow. When he left the room, Yu Xiaoyun would block his way, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
The lord of Baiyunluo City, Kailan Yaojin, brought a large number of troops, and he was bound to flatten the Rakshasa Hall. After the secret passage was blown open, Lu Liulin, the head of the Lingshan School, and Yu Feng, the elder, sneaked in and opened a way to fight in. Di Xin and his son Di Guo followed closely behind.
The first child to be found was Kailan Xialuo who was dying. At that time, Si Qingmu was about to shed her last few drops of blood before she died.
Kui Lan and Ren Xi were so angry that they wanted to kill Si Qingmu, and they pursued him with a big axe.
Si Qingmu wanted to escape from the exit of another secret passage, but before reaching the exit of that secret passage, he was blocked by Kai Lanyao.
"Master Kailan, I really didn't know she was the Young City Lord. For the sake of our old acquaintance, please let me go this time!" Si Qingmu parried the big ax that Kailan was slashing at, while pretending to be innocent. , pleading in his own defense. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com