It was broken into several pieces by Bai Chi's power.

"Now it's me who keeps your life." Jiayou finally said, "My heart belongs to you, and I can't marry you."

Jumping back a few steps, Qingqing was shaken by the strong force in Bai Chi just now. A few pieces of broken bamboo scratched her palms and cheeks. Qingqing covered her heart and raised her head: "You have a grudge against me for killing your relatives and teachers.

There is no way I can keep you alive."

For a moment, the river wind blew up, and Jiayou immediately opened his eyes wide.

In the faint pupils of the young man in white, the remaining blood from the Wuming Valley eleven years ago, and the broken brains of the raft on the river burst open. And the struggling child in the water had already overlapped with Qingqing on the river.

"Headmaster Nan didn't come?" Qingqing tilted his head, his black eyes being swallowed up by the raging anger, "But my master is here now! He has always been under countless hidden lines, at the bottom of this mysterious pool!

"

Jiayou was so startled that he jumped up wildly, raised Baichi and used the "Thunder Drop" style, and suddenly he was about to hit Qingqing on the top of his head. Qingqing turned sideways and couldn't dodge.

Bai Chi suddenly fell on his shoulder. He heard a few "gurgles" and a sharp pain hit him. Qingqing could no longer move his left arm.

But Qingqing seemed to have no intention of getting out of the way, and instead used his right hand to perform the "Peak Drop Stone" movement, hitting Jiayou's wrist exactly: "Mr. Nan, your 'Heavenly Thunder Drop' is not as effective as it was eleven years ago, right?"

Hearing these words, Jiayou felt as if he had been hit in the vital point. He jumped out with a long roar, and faced Qingqing's face with burning eyes. The two faces swallowed by anger gritted their teeth and were anxious.

On the water in the center of the Xuantan, the hot eyes will condense into sparks in the ice and snow.

It was in this tight stalemate that two lines of blood and tears flowed down from Qingqing's eyes.

Suddenly frightened, Jiayou froze on the spot with fright, and his hands that gathered all the strength could not help but soften. Qingqing launched a horizontal move "Thousand Miles of Clouds", forcing Jiayou to retreat one after another. Seeing a sunspot, he was about to

Hit on the white robe, Jiayou turned over and leaned back to avoid the path of the chess piece, but the hidden line in the pool made dozens of bloody cuts all over his body.

Seeing that countless dense nets were about to chop him into pieces, Jiayou suddenly turned around and stood up again like a kite. Before he could stand firm, he heard the screams and screams of fear from the disciples watching around him.

A mixture of screams and dull silence came:

Drop by drop of blood seeped out from Qingqing's fingertips, and the pool water at his feet was dyed red.

In the blood that kept pouring out of his eyes, ears, and red lips, Qingqing walked towards Jiayou step by step, soaked in the water of Xuantan: "Nan Jiayou! You killed my senior sister and took away...

Take away my master’s body—today I am here to take your life in the name of Li Rong Linghu!”

The green shirt floated in the blood-red afterimage, and Qingqing was about to hit him with a palm. Jiayou gritted his teeth and remembered the figure of his father coming towards him in the nameless valley eleven years ago. Bai Chi suddenly left his hand, and the wind caught the wind with the same palm.

Hit back.

With a "bang" sound, his palms met, and two strong winds collided, stirring the water waves to the sky.

The clothes of the two were flying, but for just a moment, they were blown away by each other's concentrated palms. Qingqing took a few steps back and tried to stand still, but felt that his vision was getting blurry. Nan Jiayou, who had also just stopped, was online.

Staggering, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

A gush of red blood lingered on Qingqing's mouth. As soon as he closed his eyes, he finally fell towards the surface of the sparkling pool.

Nan Jiayou suddenly fell down, and the cool breeze hit him with his long sleeves. Jimo Yao immediately rolled the unconscious Jiayou into the air.

Kong Yuechuan was shocked. He saw that Qingqing was about to be twisted into several pieces by the countless sharp thin threads in the pool. He jumped over the crowd and rushed into the pool, running desperately towards Qingqing who kept leaning back.

Just when he was about to reach Qing Yi, a small hand suddenly stretched out and held Qing Qing firmly in his arms.

Before he could see their faces clearly, all that was left in front of him was a figure in a pink skirt running back to the shore. In the blink of an eye, Qing Qing, who was covered in blood, disappeared behind the woods. The disciple leaders who were watching were shocked and confused.

They stood up and rushed to the shore.

Suddenly turning around, Yue Chuan saw Wen Xian in blue clothes raised, standing gracefully in the waves of the water against the frightened crowd:

"General Kong, the grudges of the juniors have been settled. Isn't it time that the general's sins in the past few days are settled?"

On the other side, Nan Jianing turned around and looked, but after all, his father was nowhere to be seen. He clenched his fists and rushed out of the crowd, chasing the leader of Jimo far away. When he finally broke through the crowded path on the shore, he

, suddenly a green shadow jumped out from the woods and crossed the middle of the road.

Linghu Qilang's almond-shaped eyes were crescent, and she stretched out her snow-white fist and put it in front of Jianing's eyebrows: "Mr. Nan, we haven't seen each other for several months. How about coming back to Lirong Mountain and competing again?"

Jianing was stunned. He looked at his brother's figure at the end of the path with embarrassment, and then at the beautiful Linghu who walked out of the painting in front of him. He shook his head gently: "Qilang, please be fine with my brother. I will definitely find him."

you!"

"Looking for me?" Qilang turned his head, "Mr. Nan, do you know where to find me?"

The light and shadow of lightning struck, Jianing Fang was about to nod and think, and suddenly pointed a finger at the black mole on the center of his eyebrow. Linghu Zihua clapped his hands, sighed, and suddenly carried the second master Nan who was frozen and unable to move.
Chapter completed!