This time, he failed to encourage Li Yijie's morale, but it really made the original owner even more angry. He turned his head and neck to the side, pointed out his fingers, clamped Li Yijie's sword edge, and reversed vigorously. Li Yijie was unable to control his strength in the air, and his whole person was tilted outward. The original owner found the right opportunity and slashed his waist with a palm. Li Yijie slapped his other hand and inserted his fingertips into his eyes. Judging from this situation, it must be that he succeeded first before he could sweep the original owner's waist.

The original owner's palm suddenly turned up, grabbed his meridians, and stopped in the air. Li Yijie's wrist seemed to have an iron hoop, and he could not move. The original owner's sword shot to the side and raised his palm to hit his abdomen. Li Yijie only felt that all his internal organs were about to turn over, like a kite with broken strings, suddenly falling down.

His strength was approaching his limit at this moment, his eyes were blurred and his mind was dizzy. He really wanted to lie down on the ground, gasp his breath and rest for a day and night. But just now, Nangong Xue's delicate and helpless face appeared in his mind. He injected a new force from somewhere, adjusting his true energy, leaning on the ground in his palm, swaying his sword to cut the ankle of the original owner, shouting: "The fifth move!"

At this time, the two of them were close at hand. Li Yijie must have succeeded in this move, but unexpectedly, the original owner pulled up flat on the ground, his feet rose sharply, and jumped up at the tip of the sword. Li Yijie had a little experience at this time, so he immediately turned around, raised his sword and slashed it horizontally, and shouted, "The sixth move!" The original owner turned up his sleeves and surrounded his long sword. Li Yijie suddenly felt a chill around his body, and even his fingers holding the sword could not be controlled. A flash in front of him, and the original owner disappeared.

Li Yijie was shocked, looked around and tentatively turned his heels. He was not familiar with the room and didn't know where to hide. Just as he was stunned for a moment, he suddenly got a blow on the back of his neck, spewing out a mouthful of blood, unable to stand, and kneeled down to the ground with a plop.

Yuan Yi couldn't bear it, so he snatched up and shouted, "Brother Li, you'd better give up. You can't beat my father! The opponents he fought with are enemies in his eyes and never leave any kindness! Setting this rule is that he is not humane, you are still a fledgling novice, and you will not be ashamed even if you lose. Xueer knew that you would never be happy after you sacrificed for her so much! If this continues, you will die! Do you want her to feel the feeling of losing you after she escapes danger?" She wanted to come forward to support her.

The original owner raised his arm and stopped him, saying, "The rule of this competition is to fight alone. If an outsider intervenes in the middle, even if he loses. Yi'er, don't go there. If he wants to save his wife, he should pay the corresponding price. Let him do what he should do like a man! Otherwise, even if he is the leader of the alliance, he will be despised for the rest of his life!" Yuan Yi said anxiously: "But..."

Li Yijie leaned on the ground with his sword, and was full of crutches. He struggled to hold it up. He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, and smiled bitterly: "Young Master Yuan, I have decided, you... don't persuade me. Six moves... I'm here to support it, and there are still four moves. Even if I crawl and kneel, I will finish it. Please... don't get tired of me... and lose all my efforts."

Yuan Yi sighed secretly, seeing that he was covered in blood, he still had to hold on. He knew that his strength was far apart and he was holding a slim hope, but no one could laugh at him. He took a few steps back silently and gave the venue to the two of them.

After Li Yijie learned the internal skills in the cave, he thought that his martial arts had made great breakthroughs. Unexpectedly, in front of this paradise, his moves were only too much for a child to draw pictures. He could always give him a picture before taking action, but he had internal strength but nowhere to use it. He smiled bitterly: "Original...Original owner, I finally understand... what is there is heaven beyond heaven, outside of man... Someone can fight with you, and my life... It's not in vain. There are only heroes who died in battle, and no deserters who ran away, but if I die, please fulfill my wish and save Xueer for me..."

The original owner of the manor was unmoved and said, "Why, I think I am bound to win? You want to negotiate with me, wait until I win before talking about it!" Without waiting for his reaction, his body turned and his palms came out.

Li Yijie's long sword flipped hard between his arms, and at the same time he had to secretly use his true energy to prevent the long sword from being snatched by him. After a few moves, he consumed his internal strength and was so exhausted that he was so tired that he was sore and soft that his upper arm was sore and soft. A pain in his chest, a sensation surged upwards, and a few strands of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth. He coughed continuously, and several mouthfuls of blood spread on his chest.

The original owner saw that he was tenacious and really wanted to make a life of his life, just to survive ten moves. In his opinion, the lives of others were as light as ants. Although sacrificing their lives for love is indeed a different matter, he did not think that there is really love in the world worthy of dedication. Li Yijie became more infatuated, and he became more stupid in his eyes. He no longer had the patience to waste more time with him, and decided to fight quickly.

Li Yijie finally caught a flaw in his mind. Without making any thought, he immediately thrust his sword out and shouted, "That...the seventh move!" Unexpectedly, the original owner of the manor intended to trick him. He rolled his sleeves, swung his attack, and slashed his attack with one move toward the Tianling Gai. Li Yijie was extremely embarrassed this time, raised his sword to fight. With a "dang", the long sword broke into two pieces. Only the hilt of the sword was still in his hand, and the other flew out from afar. The true energy was in the air, and the dantian suddenly broke out. The aftermath scattered, which made him open his mouth and vomit blood again.

The original owner withdrew his palm power at the critical moment and said coldly: "You lost." Li Yijie could not say a word, his face was as stiff as a gray face, and the corners of his mouth were drooping like blood, strands endlessly. Yuan Yi advised: "Dad, Brother Li has taken eight moves. If he is born in his younger generation, he will fight hard in your opponents until now, which is not easy, so you cannot be able to adapt..."

The original owner of the manor said: "Rules are rules. You must not slack off even if you have a move or a half. How can you be able to adapt? At most, I can spare his life and let him go out of the villa. He has lost, and the loser is no longer qualified to ask others for help."

Yuan Yi knew his father's temper well, and even if he begged him for a day and a night, he would not be able to make him move. He turned around and had to try to persuade Li Yijie, or to save him with all his might after leaving the village. But when he saw his blood-covered eyes, his face was covered with mud and blood, it was as if it was his own fault, and any words of comfort seemed empty.

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Shangguan Yaohua followed the instructions in the letter and rode a fast horse all the way, but ignored the guards who were following behind him. He lived as usual every day and never planned to rely on their help, which made everyone embarrassed. Late that night, he finally arrived at the place mentioned in the letter. This appearance seemed to be a ruined mansion. However, in this situation, the door panel was crooked and a few pieces of wood were placed horizontally, but it looked like a monster that could open its bloody mouth at any time and swallow the intruders without leaving any bones.

Shangguan Yaohua tied the reins and looked at the mansion for a long time, then turned over and dismounted. He took a few steps closer and plucked his courage and shouted, "Hey, Seven Evil Demons, are you here? You... You turtle, get out for me! If you don't come out to see me again, don't blame me for being impatient for being with me!" In fact, he was still very scared in his heart, shouting and plucking courage, hoping to dilute some fear.

Not long after standing, raindrops as big as soybeans suddenly fell in the sky, and then turned into heavy rain. Lightning flashed through the dark sky, and thunder rumbling. Staying in the wilderness was no longer a matter of time, I had to pluck up my courage to shelter from the village. I never thought about which side came from the greater threat.

Trying to push the door, the two door panels opened with their hands. Perhaps because of the years, there was a creaking sound, followed by another thunder. Shangguan Yaohua trembled all over and gritted his teeth and stepped into the dark corridor. Every step he took was like stepping on a knife, and it seemed like he had stepped on his heart, contracting, and rising and falling.

Nangong Xue opened her eyes in the dark, groped with her palms to support her side, sat up slowly, and lit a torch. Then she pulled open the quilt and covered her whole body with the torch, covering her head, pressing it tightly, so that the flames would not be exposed at all. Spread a piece of white paper, and every time she spread it, she was extremely cautious, for fear that the movement would be too big, and the sound of rubbing the paper material would be rustling, giving people consciousness.

Everything was ready, and then I bit my index finger. When the blood beads emerged in large quantities, I pinched the wound with my fingers, so that the blood would flow more quickly. I rub slowly on my fingers and stroked them hard. Every time I wrote for a while, I would raise my ears and lay motionless, keep my eyes open, listen to the movements and dare not take a breath. I would dare to continue this project until I was sure there was nothing wrong. The room was quiet, and the ears were so quiet that I could only hear the burning of flames and the rustling sound of fingers.

I wrote about half of the paper and suddenly felt ominous in my heart, as if I had an extremely strange feeling that I was pushing me down. Before I could think deeply, the quilt on my body had been lifted up by someone.

Nangong Xue was shocked and kept calm on her face. She pushed the letter downwards and threw off the torch. Jiang Liechen took it, lit the kerosene lamp beside her, then turned around and looked her up and down. Nangong Xue lay on the wooden bed, and her clothes were not removed. As he looked at her, he still felt that she had shined for him and was extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Liechen said coldly: "What are you doing? You're so late, don't you plan to go to bed?" Nangong Xue said: "I'm not used to going to bed early. I've been in Huashan since I was a child." At the same time, I prayed secretly, hoping to make him believe it. While moving his body, I wanted to cover the letter paper.

Jiang Liechen sneered, suddenly grabbed her back collar and threw her aside. The letter paper was exposed on the bed. Nangong Xue still wanted to grab it again, but Jiang Liechen had already picked it up first and spread it open. Nangong Xue saw that the situation was gone, her eyes closed and she showed the image of resigning to fate.

Jiang Liechen glanced quickly and pulled the letter to pieces in a few seconds. As if he was intentionally doing it for Nangong Xue to see, he sprinkled the paper one by one, and fell on her front, and it fell on her legs and a lot of it. Nangong Xue bit her lip tightly and said hatefully: "Is it interesting to torture me like this?"

Jiang Liechen said, "I have not tortured you. I just want to hear your explanation, and I know that you, a woman, will not be at peace. Why do you want to inform Li Yijie?" Nangong Xue thought that the letter had been torn by him anyway, "There is no evidence of death." She argued: "No! I was bored in the middle of the night and wrote something casually for fun... You... You... You are too suspicious..."

Jiang Liechen said, "Well, whatever you say. Don't think too stupidly about me. I have a few words. I would like to remind you, this is not the first time, right? Why did I take you here for the night after passing by the town I come here without rushing to leave? I know everything you have done. I didn't stop you from the last piece of information given to Li Yijie. Now he probably has received it, or is rushing towards here with his men? Let him go, that is his death talisman, you can hand it to him with your own hands, and the effect is better."

Nangong Xue said: "What do you mean?" Jiang Liechen said: "This place is a ready-made trap. I will arrange everything properly and wait for Li Yijie to be the first to take. Therefore, he either doesn't come or just takes one step, which is to ring the death knell for himself!"

After his destruction for several days, Nangong Xue's mind was completely broken. He weakly pulled his sleeve and begged: "You... don't hurt him, please... even if you kill me, if you can relieve your anger..." His fingers dragged a few long blood marks on his sleeve.
Chapter completed!