"Even if you die, you must be a wise ghost." Xiahou Yongli rode his horse forward until he completely blocked Qin Ziyue's view towards Deyang. "Qin Ziyue, before he died, do you understand what you did wrong and what did you miss?"

When Xiahou Yongli said this, his expression could not hide his pride.

This pride actually stimulated Qin Ziyue and made him red in an instant.

What Xiahou Yongli wanted was his mood. Now that his body had not recovered, it was not easy to be able to ride a horse. But for the final victory and to completely defeat Qin Ziyue in front of his Yin Yin, he had to fight desperately.

The heavy rain was like a turbulent rain, Qin Ziyue had red eyes and suddenly spitted her chest. Today, only by killing Xiahou Yongli could he recover the defeat.

In his eyes, Wu Yu, Yue Wenyu and others were not worth mentioning at all.

"bite……"

The sword was like a rainbow, and a cold light flashed through the rain curtain, bringing a cloud of water mist that passed by. Then the rain curtain seemed to be split into two parts, and it was stuck for a while before it continued to fall.

The murderous intent suddenly overflowed, and the moisture slowly evaporated through the layers of rain curtains. It was cold and gloomy, and it was wrapped in the wrath of thunder. Several lightning suddenly lit up in the sky. The rumbling thunder that followed was rolling in. The gloomy dark clouds lowered again, as if they had pressed over everyone's heads, and even breathing was difficult to breathe smoothly.

Everyone was shocked. This situation was not because Qin Ziyue's sword had any special power, but Qin Ziyue's own skills were beyond the reach of people.

The sword in the rain is one of the few good swords in this world. The sword roars in the rain. Qin Ziyue slashed the rain curtain with a sword and carried it behind her. The sword in the sword in the sword in the rain was constantly hit by raindrops, splashing with cold water, and the murderous intent was fierce.

Xiahou Yongli looked at him with a smile. There was an unspeakable coldness floating in his narrow moon eyes, and it was cold and resentful, but deep in those eyes, there seemed to be a hint of hatred that was uneasy.

It's not said who he hates or what he hates, but the hatred is really flowing in his eyes.

"Very good." Xiahou Yongli chuckled, and looking at Qin Ziyue's serious appearance, he became more and more relaxed. "I heard that Prince De Qin Ziyue rarely gets serious even when he goes to the battlefield. It seems that you are serious today."

Qin Ziyue narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Xiahou Yongli's increasingly proud expression. He was just showing a proud ugly look, and his handsome face still did not lose any color. Qin Ziyue is not the kind of man who cares about his appearance, but at this moment he looked at Xiahou Yongli, he was furious. He couldn't tell whether it was because the signs of defeat had appeared, or because of his owed love to Deyang just now, or his anger was all due to his jealousy of Xiahou Yongli.

He knew that he was in a state of unstable mood, and he knew that Xiahou Yongli was deliberately angering him, but he couldn't control his emotions.

"Ha." Qin Ziyue stared at Xiahou Yongli for a while before speaking slowly, trying to suppress the anger in her heart, and keeping her tone calm and natural, "With your current state, if I do my best, can you take it?"

Xiahou Yongli's face froze slightly. Unexpectedly, Qin Ziyue's eyes were so vicious. He would take care of him for a long time just for today's battle. He hurt his heart at the beginning. It would take at least three years to fully recover. Now it's just asking Bai Jinfeng to use secret techniques to delay his injury.

This matter was originally a secret and was also the highest secret of Yun Qian. Even Deyang didn't know it, but Qin Ziyue could see through it at a glance.
Chapter completed!