The West Sea Sword God straightened his body in the sea, looking at the winter that was constantly retreating in the sea, with indifferent eyes.

This action made blood gush out of his body again, dyeing the surrounding sea water red.

He was seriously injured at this time and his strength was far less than usual.

Pei Baifa once lost to him, but after closing his hidden cultivation in Wanshou Mountain for many years, his realm has improved.

Although he was defeated again today, he paid a huge price.

But he knew very well that Pei Baifa was not the last resort to killing today.

Pei Baifa couldn't do it if he wanted to kill him.

This is his judgment of himself, and he believes that those who dare to set up a plan to kill him will definitely make such judgments.

There is unimaginable confidence in this judgment.

He did not suppress his injuries, fell into the sea, pretending to be unconscious, and just wanted to wait for the real killer move to appear.

Even when Tonglu was about to take action, he still didn't open his eyes.

He didn't expect that Tonglu was a little hesitant, but the one who really took action was such a seemingly ordinary girl.

The fierce and sharp sword intent followed the blood leaving the body of the West Sea Sword God and slashed into the distance.

After winter, you retreat to the depths of the sea and your body gradually disappears into the darkness.

A white handkerchief appeared in her hand.

There was a light bang.

A crack appeared on the handkerchief, spreading to both sides, revealing the section of the thread, like gold and jade.

This handkerchief is actually woven from extremely precious silk silk.

The sword intent is coming again.

Another handkerchief appeared in the hands during the winter.

A crack appeared again on the handkerchief and then spread out.

Slap sex.

A series of dense sounds sounded in the sea water.

Dozens of handkerchiefs cracked and fluttered like butterflies.

Nothing can block the sword intent.

The collar of the winter clothes is slightly cracked.

A ray of light is born and then shattered into countless light spots.

The magic weapon for protection was also broken.

After winter, I looked up slightly, and a string of blood beads floated out from the corners of my lips, hanging quietly in the sea.

Her body was also hanging quietly in the sea and there was no movement anymore.

Her eyes were still calm, without any fear of death.

...

...

Looking at the girl in the distant sea, the West Sea Sword God felt a little weird.

Judging from her age, her realm is already quite high, but for him, this realm is not worth mentioning.

But he felt it very clearly. If he had been unconscious just now, the girl's palm would definitely kill him.

This has nothing to do with realm, but only with vision and experience.

Whether it was breath or anything else, it showed that she was indeed very young, but he had never seen such a sophisticated, even cold-hearted move.

His eyes were retracted from the handkerchief floating in the sea, and he passed over a spiritual sense.

"Who are you from Shuiyue's?"

The winter didn't answer this question.

She is not in this bureau designed by the baby face.

But she knew what the meaning of a baby face was.

She has not yet recovered from her realm and is still here in the West Sea.

Pei Baihai is not a killer move, Tonglu is not, Su Ziye is not, she is.

Unfortunately, she still couldn't kill Jian Xilai.

Now, it's really a bit more difficult.

She thought in her heart.

The West Sea Sword God was not angry at her silence.

He turned around and looked at the green boat flying towards the distance.

The whole of Xihai felt his majestic divine thoughts.

"This is your game, I'll go to the game, but you still lost."

...

...

The green flying boat is a magic weapon of Xuanyin Sect, with a very fast speed. It is more than 200 miles away from the West Sea Islands at this time.

But nothing can be faster than divine thoughts.

Thunder suddenly sounded between the calm and quiet world.

That's the words of the West Sea Sword God.

Su Ziye lowered his head and suddenly said, "Don't pretend, there has been a mistake."

Pei Baifa slowly opened his eyes and said, "Even if I keep my eyes open, I'm still blind."

The dark eyes reflected the dark sky, without any spirit.

This sentence seems to have profound meaning, but it seems to be non-existent.

Su Ziye looked at him with a strange expression and said, "He is too strong to be killed."

Pei Baifa said, "Yes, I told you."

Su Ziye said: "But you still have to kill him."

Pei Baifa said, "Someone will always kill him."

Su Ziye stared into his eyes and said, "But you are going to die."

"It's because I'm going to die."

Pei Baifa paused for a moment and said, "And I am really going to die."

Su Ziye was silent for a while, and suddenly took action like lightning.

A light sound.

His right hand was deeply inserted into Pei Baihai's chest.

Almost at the same time, Pei Baihai slapped her with a palm.

Although he is seriously injured and about to die, he is ultimately a great person in Tongtian Realm.

This palm is like a cloud returning to the mountain, light and free, and there is no way to avoid it.

With a light bang, Pei Baihai's palm hit the top of Su Ziye's head.

Su Ziye's forearm was covered with a layer of shallow scales, and blood flowed out of the scales.

Pei Baihai's back of his hands was full of wrinkles and emitting white smoke.

Su Ziye's face was pale, his body trembled, and he looked extremely painful, and he sweated like slurry.

Pei Baifa looked indifferent, and even looked elsewhere.

"No!"

A shout of extreme shock suddenly came from the sea.

It's too late.

Su Ziye's hand was pulled out of Pei Baihai's chest, with a broken heart in his hand.

Pei Baihai's hand slid down softly, as if he was gently touching Su Ziye's face.

Su Ziye's face was paler than before, like snow.

Pei Baihai said in a weak voice: "The little boat will die from now on."

Su Ziye whispered: "Goodbye."
To be continued...