A peak master of Shuiyun Sect said with a smile: "This Sect Leader Liu is quite good at calculating."

Yin Ci said, "I'm not a fool. Why should I be so hard on myself? I can't bear the simple food and drink I've been eating all along the way."

"I had nothing to do with them originally, but I was implicated by them."

Coal Ball was puzzled: "Awoo?"

Jiang Ziyou was also puzzled.

"Yin Ci..." Jiang Niannian felt that Yin Ci was not such a treacherous person.

Upon hearing this, Yin Buqi just sneered lightly, too lazy to say anything. He just watched Yin Ci walk towards Liu Xichuan, his eyes becoming colder and colder.

"He who understands the current affairs is a hero. He is a promising child." Liu Xichuan patted Yin Ci's shoulder and smiled slyly.

However, no one expected that suddenly, Yin Ci took out a long and thin silver needle from his black hair, and without hesitation, stabbed it into Liu Xichuan's right eye.

He yelled, "Fuck you, I'm one in a million, I'll always be the best in the world!"

The change came too suddenly. Liu Xichuan never expected Yin Ci to do this. With a wave of his spiritual power, he knocked Yin Ci to the ground, causing him to spit out blood.

Liu Xichuan screamed in pain, and the people around him supported him.

"Ha! One-eyed ugly freak!" Yin Ci shuddered and raised his head, then lay on the ground, panting and laughing.

"If you don't drink the toast, you will be punished. As you can see, these people are stubborn and stubborn. Today, they must be executed!"

He covered his bleeding eyes, stared at the men fiercely, and roared sinisterly: "Expose the body to the streets, let it be exposed to the wind and sun, and be laughed at by thousands of people!"

This inevitable war is about to break out!

Everyone rushed forward, holding long swords, and attacked Jiang Niannian and others.

Seeing a man's sword slashing towards Yin Ci, Jiang Niannian instantly performed a magic trick, and several vines instantly rushed out from the ground, holding Yin Ci's waist and retreating several meters to avoid the attack.

Jiang Niannian drew out the jade sword from her waist and stabbed the man in the chest.

"Nian Nian, be careful!"

Yin Buqi stood in the wind and snow, raised his hand, and pulled out a red black iron sword from the void. When he swung it down, the sword light was like lightning, a dazzling white.

A sword chopped off the body of the person behind Jiang Niannian at the waist, and blood spurted out and fell into the snow.

A few drops of burning blood splashed, creating a bright red flower on his pale face, bright and strange.

"Don't be afraid, Ziyou. Your teacher will protect you." Wen Shili protected Jiang Ziyou and took a few steps back.

"Wen Shili, today you will become my defeated general!" There was a bit of madness in Liu Xichuan's eyes. He didn't care about the eye injury and chopped at Wen Shili with the sword.

He was somewhat surprised to hear Shili's clear sword blocked his attack.

It turns out that Liu Xichuan had been hiding his strength before.

His cultivation is approaching the Mahayana stage.

In an instant, the flashes of swords and sabers covered the sky and the earth.

The heavy snow seemed to be afraid of the overwhelming sword power of the two men.

Jiang Ziyu was also not idle. He drew out the Flying Eagle Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand and joined the battle.

Liu Xichuan said: "Wen Shili, I used to admire you very much."

Wen Shili looked at him coldly without saying a word.

"I practiced very hard, hoping to surpass you one day and become the best swordsman in the world."

"But I found that no matter how hard I practiced, I couldn't catch up with your speed."

"You are too dazzling. Slowly, this dazzlingness turns into a hindrance. Why can you do it and I can't?"

"Then, I realized that the only way to replace you is to destroy you!"

I once ardently admired someone and wanted to pursue him, but I felt that I was far inferior to him, and I felt resentment and wanted to destroy those people.

As Liu Xichuan spoke, a mixture of blood and snow splashed onto his face.

Liu Xichuan intended to attack Jiang Ziyou, and each of his moves was deadly. Wen Shili tried every means to shift the battle circle and stay away from Jiang Ziyou. In addition, there were cultivators attacking from all sides from time to time.

Wen Shili's cultivation was originally higher, but he could only retreat step by step.

Liu Xichuan's voice became distorted: "You are invincible because you practice the way of ruthlessness and have no worries. But now, you have worries and burdens, hahahahahaha!"

"Thanks to your good disciple, I was able to discover your weakness, Wen Shili!"

In this world, it is very difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and heaven has its own way of reincarnation.

Wen Shili knew that his hands were already stained with blood and there was no turning back.

How ridiculous! A person needs to use flowing blood and piles of white bones as stepping stones to reach the top and look down on the world.

"Protecting all living things is my way.

Protecting Ziyou is my wish."

As Wen Shili spoke, the spiritual power in his hand became even stronger, and he actually cut off the sword in Liu Xichuan's hand with one sword.

Liu Xichuan was injured by the sword energy and retreated several steps quickly, unable to suppress the spitting of blood. At this moment, Wen Shili heard Jiang Ziyu's scream.

"Master!"

A sword pierced Wen Shili's chest.

Was ambushed.

The sound of flesh and bones being torn echoed throughout his body. He could not help but kneel on the ground, blood dripping from the hem of his white clothes.

“Hahahahahaha… Wen Shili, I showed my flaws on purpose! What do you think? You never expected that this day would come to you! Hahahahahaha——”

Liu Xichuan laughed wildly.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xichuan raised the broken sword and stabbed it fiercely into Wen Shili's chest.

One, two, three...

I have lost count of how many times I have downloaded it.

"Let it go..."

"What did you say?" Liu Xichuan asked with a smile.

"Let Ziyou go... He knows nothing..."

"It's me...it's all my...fault..."

Liu Xichuan wanted to say something when he saw a figure out of the corner of his eye. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Your precious disciple is here. You're going to die soon. I'm in a good mood, so I'll let you two have a good talk, ok? Hahahahaha——"

Jiang Ziyou tried his best to kill the monks around him and ran towards this area: "Master... Master..."

"I'm not leaving. I'm not going anywhere. I'm just staying by your side, Master!"

Jiang Ziyu looked at the countless sword wounds on Wen Shili's body, including the stabbing wound on his chest. He could no longer hold back his tears, which slid down his eyelashes and fell onto his hands, boiling and burning.

Jiang Ziyu cried.

Wen Shili was as light as a cloud, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

"You'er... I never thought about leaving alive when I came here this time..." Wen Shili used up all his strength and placed his bloody finger on Jiang Ziyu's forehead: "I'll return the life I owe you..."

"Master!" Jiang Ziyou's eyes widened, and without thinking, he struggled hard, "I don't want it!!"

The blood, flesh and essence had already entered Jiang Ziyu's body through his fingertips.

Jiang Ziyou's eyes went dark and tears fell like beads from a broken string.

One hundred years ago, Wen Shili took away Jiang Ziyu's blood, flesh and essence when he was about to die.

One hundred years later, the same scene, only this time, he returned the life to his little apprentice.

He was wrong.

In his heart, Jiang Ziyu has long been more than just a backup.

Wen Shili looked at him. His usually white face was stained with blood, but he showed a gentle and soft smile: "Teacher...after all...will...protect...you..."

"Master! Master, look at me, Master... I am wrong. I am not going anywhere..."

Wen Shili lay in Jiang Ziyu's arms, without breathing.

The Guihe bracelet in Jiang Ziyou's hand shattered instantly and turned into smoke.

Perhaps, all of Wen Shili's past achievements will be wiped out, and he will be indiscriminately branded as a sinner.

The bad name will be passed down through the ages, and I will not be blamed for either life or death.

But this is meaningless to Jiang Ziyu and Wen Shili.

"What a deep bond between master and disciple." Liu Xichuan clapped his hands, then snatched the sword from the monk next to him and said, "Then I'll send you down to accompany him. You won't be so lonely on the road to the underworld."

Once again, there is a turning point in the ending. This is a sweet story. Tang Murou is expected to be offline around chapter 130.