I brought down Bai Yueguang by selling miserably

Chapter 107

Qi Jue vaguely understood the meaning of Su Mingyu's words, and said, "Let me think about it."

Qing Wuya no longer underestimated the enemy, he realized that the person in front of him was the one-in-a-kind opponent he was looking for, and his whole body became excited.

His left hand was powerful, the scar on his arm was flying like a dragon and snake, and the sword energy was faint.

Li Lan was ready to escape at any time, and Qi Jue no longer retained his strength. He blocked Qing Wuya's sword, and the strong wind blew his hair and streamers, and his brows became more and more fierce amidst the dust.

It was the first time for Qing Wuya to receive such a sword, and when the two swords clashed, her fingers were slightly numb from the shock.

Even her heart was slightly numb from the shock.

Anyone who has fought against Qing Wuya in the world knows that his sword style is strong when it is strong.

He is a lunatic, a fanatical martial idiot, he will not feel intimidated by the other party's strength, which can instead arouse the huge potential in him.

Qi Jue almost relied on muscle memory to fight back, and he was distracted to pay attention to Li Lan's situation.

"You're not paying attention." Qing Wuya said in a deep voice, the strength in her hand suddenly increased a bit.

Qi Jue's sword-holding hand didn't shift a bit, and it was still holding his sword firmly.

It was the first time for Qing Wuya to feel this way, the person in front of him seemed not like a person, but like an unattainable and unshakable mountain, with the desolation like autumn wind, making people unstoppable.

He has no flaws, just like standing at the far end of the way of the sword, people can know what the end is at a glance, but they can't reach it no matter what.

But Qi Jue's state of mind at this time is actually not as calm as it appears on the surface.

He regretted it a little.

Qi Jue's grandfather's family is a well-known scholarly family, he was indoctrinated since he was a child that sneak attacks and other low-level methods are definitely not the actions of a gentleman, so that he never carried hidden weapons.

This behavior did not cause any inconvenience to his past, because his martial arts can easily surpass most people.

But now he is out of skills, and needs another weapon besides Bai Yuanjian to restrict Li Lan's actions.

He desperately needed a quick fix.

Qi Jue resisted the sword with one hand, and covered the blade with his left hand. A large amount of internal energy was injected into the Baiyuan sword. A faint purple mist seemed to rise around the blade, and the world became dark.

"Purple Mist Sword, the sword of Wushan Sect's Town Sect!" Qing Wuya finally recognized Qi Jue's identity: "You are..."

Qing Wuya was forced back tens of meters by the sword energy, Qi Jue's complexion was as cold as ice, the hand holding the sword had distinct joints, and his complexion was cold and pale, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The end of the way of swordsmanship is the way of ruthlessness, Qing Wuya has always thought so, now that he saw Qi Jue, he became more and more determined.

Due to injecting a large amount of internal energy into the Ziwu Sword, Qi Jue's own internal energy was depleted, and he was even less suitable for fighting.

Qing Wuya fought with a sword, and was beaten and retreated, the situation was in a state of crushing.

Su Mingyu woke up and did not see Qi Jue, got up and went out of the tent, seeing the cloudy clouds on the top of the cliff a few miles away, he suddenly felt bad.

That day when he broke up with Qi Duan on Mingyue Mountain Cliff because of the Book of Yin and Yang, what he saw was this scene.

Could it be that the Ziwu sword has also been unsheathed?

Su Mingyu hurried to the top of the cliff.

The dust of the sky and the earth blinded the eyes, and it was almost invisible. Li Lan struggled forward in the flying sand and rocks.The few remaining giant trees on the edge of the cliff were uprooted by the strong wind.

Li Lan's steps were unsteady, he bumped into a giant tree head-on, and was hit in the stomach. He swayed from side to side, squinted his eyes and took two steps forward, but unexpectedly missed his foot and fell off the cliff.

Seeing Li Lan fall off the cliff, Qi Jue lost his mind for a second or two, Qing Wuya got a moment to catch his breath, but instead of begging for mercy, he mocked, "Never missed before?"

He looked at Qi Jue's expression that remained unchanged, but seemed to feel the emotional waves in his heart, and felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

Qi Jue has no intention of continuing the fight with him, but Qing Wuya is obviously in high spirits: "Since everyone is gone, why don't you fight me happily."

"You are not worthy to be my opponent." Qi Jue's sword deflected, brushed against his blade, and the tip of the sword pierced his skin.

Qing Wuya felt a chill on the side of her neck, reached out her hand to touch it, and found a touch of bright red and a faint sword mark.

He didn't care and said: "It's just a small injury, nothing to worry about."

"If I put more emphasis on it, you won't have the strength to stand here and talk to me." Qi Jue said, "The outcome has already been decided, so why bother with it."

"But I always like to decide the outcome by life and death." Qing Wuya hasn't met an opponent for a long time, how could he let Qi Jue leave so easily.

With the sword in his left hand, he picked up the boulder, Qi Jue dodged to avoid it, and was forced to fight.

When Su Mingyu arrived, dozens of sword qi were attacking him.

Qi Jue jumped in front of him, blocking the sword energy for him.

The flying sand gradually calmed down, Qi Jue hugged Su Mingyu into his arms, and said softly, "Why are you here?"

Su Mingyu didn't smell the strong smell of blood on Qi Jue's body, so he felt relieved a little, and reached out to touch the small wound on the back of his hand: "Just now I saw that the sky here is not quite right, brother, did you use the Purple Mist Sword?"

Qi Jue didn't suffer any injuries, such a small wound didn't hurt to the touch, but rather itchy.

He dodged subconsciously, and said, "This place is more dangerous, you should leave first."

"Brother, you have fought against me, you should know that I can help you more by staying here."

"But aren't you weak now?" Qi Jue rubbed Su Mingyu's hair, and said in a warm voice, "Be good, be obedient."

Su Mingyu still had no intention of leaving, and he no longer made sense of it, holding Qi Jue in his arms and playing tricks: "I want to go with my brother."

Qi Jue also wanted to leave this place, but...

Qi Jue thought of Qing Wuya, and suddenly realized that Qing Wuya hadn't moved for a long time.

Qi Jue turned to look at Qing Wuya, and saw that he didn't bother anymore, took back the long sword in his hand and walked away.

"Why did he suddenly..." Qi Jue wondered.

"It's probably because I was disturbed from the sword competition." Su Mingyu said obediently: "Brother, do I count as a rescue for you?"

Seeing Su Mingyu's smug expression, Qi Jue couldn't help but smile, turned his face and kissed him: "Forget it."

Su Mingyu gently held Qi Jue's uninjured right hand, and glanced down as he passed the cliff: "Brother, is Li Lan dead?"

"You know..." Qi Jue looked at Su Mingyu hesitantly, not knowing how to explain it.

"He disappeared with you." Su Mingyu squeezed Qi Jue's fingers and said, "Don't worry, brother, I won't tell others, Li Lan fell down by mistake."

"He did fall down by mistake." Qi Jue said, "He wanted to hurt me just now, so he can only say that he did it on his own."

"However." Qi Jue changed the subject and said the most sincere thoughts in his heart: "Even if he doesn't intend to do anything to me, I will not let him go."

"Because he has committed many evils and is fatuous?" Su Mingyu answered.

"Well, he shouldn't be extravagantly asking for Daliang's throne." Qi Jue paused, and tightly held Su Mingyu's hand: "Even less should I lay hands on you."

The temperature from Qi Jue's palm was particularly warm in the cold wind on the top of the cliff, Su Mingyu said softly: "Since my brother has already planned to attack Li Lan, is there a suitable candidate for the throne?"

There was indeed a suitable candidate in Qi's determination - Duan Wang Li Yuxuan, but he wanted to hear what Su Mingyu had to say, so he didn't answer.

Sure enough, Su Mingyu said in a low voice and hesitated: "Brother, if I also have a suitable candidate to inherit the throne, would you consider helping me?"

Qi Jue has thought a lot these days, and speculated a lot. After experiencing so many things, Qi Jue no longer cares so much in his heart.

He even faintly thought that it doesn't matter if the world belongs to the Li family, as long as the world doesn't suffer from misery and people become displaced.

He opposed Su Mingyu so much before, mostly because he knew that the destructive power of the Red Slaughter Mechanism Beast could not be controlled by manpower.

But if the world's decadent status quo can be changed and the ones you love can be happy, why not do it?

Qi Jue vaguely understood the meaning of Su Mingyu's words, and said, "Let me think about it."

Su Mingyu didn't have much confidence when he asked this sentence, and even prepared a lot of excuses for retreat, but he didn't expect Qi Jue to really let go.

Su Mingyu hesitated in his dream, and repeated in a low voice: "Think about it?"

"Even if it is the person you recommend, if that person is not suitable, I may not necessarily help him." Qi Jue said this, but when he looked at Su Mingyu, his eyes were very gentle, almost with a smile on his face. some love.

Su Mingyu couldn't help getting closer, and said, "That's natural."

When the two came down from the cliff, Su Mingyu remembered something and said, "Brother, after we get back, let's send someone down the mountain to look for Li Lan's whereabouts."

"En." Although Qi Jue had already determined that Li Lan was dead in his heart, a necessary process was needed.

Li Lan is not very useful now, Su Mingyu is just thinking about when to give up on him.

As for the only regret, Su Mingyu wanted to kill him with his own hands.

At noon, dozens of soldiers sent by Huai Zhao searched under the cliff for a long time, and finally found a large bloodstain in a slightly collapsed bush.

The bloodstain seemed to have just been stained, and the owner of the bloodstain must either be dead or injured.

However, dozens of soldiers searched the vicinity for more than half an hour, but they did not find any trace of Li Lan.

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