This is a battle that has long been decided.

Liang Zhiyin is just the peak cultivation of Linggu, and now his Qi and blood are declining, and his strength is much worse than before.

But Lin zishuang is different. He has stepped into the realm of Lingyuan. Both his state and strength are above Liang Zhiyin.

In this case, how is Liang Zhiyin the opponent of Lin zishuang?

"Valley master!" Mei Yingxue and Zhao Tingfang all screamed out. They saw that Liang Zhiyin was defeated by Lin Qishuang and kept spitting blood in their mouths.

Holding a long sword, Liang Zhiyin fought against Lin Qishuang with all his strength, and all kinds of Tianxiang Valley martial arts were displayed.

Although there is only the peak cultivation of Linggu, Liang Zhiyin is the master of Tianxiang valley after all, and has been immersed in Linggu realm for many years, and has already mastered many martial arts of Tianxiang valley.

Therefore, if the upper Lingyuan is a double warrior, Liang Zhiyin can still have the power of a war.

"Elder martial sister, you are worse than before!" Lin Qishuang laughed, and between the palms, majestic palms hit, shooting Liang Zhiyin down from the air.

Liang Zhiyin vomited blood again, his face had turned pale, and his breath was very unstable.

With the naked eye, Liang Zhiyin's right hand holding the sword has begun to tremble.

"You can't even grasp the sword. What else can you take to fight me?" Lin Qishuang sneered, and between the opening and closing of the golden lotus under his feet, the golden light enveloped Liang Zhiyin.

Liang Zhiyin's body sank, as if a hill was pressing on her. At the critical moment, he saw Liang Zhiyin's spiritual eyes open in front of his forehead, trying to use the power of his spiritual eyes to fight against Lin Qishuang's suppression.

Bang!

Lin Qishuang suddenly came to Liang Zhiyin in front of him and slapped Liang Zhiyin on the abdomen.

This time, Liang Zhiyin was hit hard, and his body directly flew backward, his face full of pain.

"Valley master, let's help you!" Shen Xingzhu and several other second-generation disciples spoke and shouted. They really couldn't stand it anymore and were ready to help Liang Zhiyin.

"Don't come here!" Liang Zhiyin suddenly drank heavily, and immediately suppressed those second-generation disciples.

Liang Zhiyin, who has always been kind, almost never scolded them so severely. This is the first time they have seen Liang Zhiyin so serious in their life.

Maybe it's the last time.

Liang Zhiyin slowly stood up and wiped the blood off the corners of his mouth. His white hair looked a little messy, and his girl like face lost its luster to the west, showing the vicissitudes of life.

Liang Zhiyin is still old after all. Although her face has always remained in her teenage years, she has lived for hundreds of years, and she can't break through to the realm of Lingyuan, so it's difficult to continue her life.

Today, no matter whether Liang Zhiyin loses or wins, she will die.

Perhaps the only difference is whether Lin Qishuang killed him or not.

Lin Qishuang's expression was indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest sense of satisfaction to occupy the upper hand, and even felt a little boring in his heart.

She waited for so many years and practiced hard for so many years, in order to return to Tianxiang Valley, defeat Liang Zhiyin and regain the position of Valley master that originally belonged to her.

But now, when all this was readily available in front of her, Lin Qishuang suddenly felt boring.

Yes, all the hardships she has experienced outside these years are for today. Seeing that her goal is about to be achieved, she has an unexpected loss in her heart.

However, this will not shake Lin Qishuang's determination to kill Liang Zhiyin. Lin Qishuang vowed to let Liang Zhiyin repay everything he had done to himself.

"Younger martial sister Lin, you won. After my death, Xianggu will be yours this day." Liang Zhiyin reluctantly stood up on the ground with a long sword and said to Lin zishuang with a smile.

"This Tianxiang valley should have been mine as early as that year." Lin Qishuang said coldly.

Liang Zhiyin nodded slightly, "it really should be yours. I got greedy for a moment and used a trick to make the master misunderstand you and drive you out of Tianxiang valley. I also wanted to kill you except for the future trouble. Unfortunately, I didn't succeed. For so many years, I've been thinking that with your temperament, I'm sure I'll come back. Sure enough, you're back."

Lin Qishuang gritted his teeth and his face was full of hate: "your original plan was really vicious. If master Nianqing hadn't killed me, I'm afraid I would really be killed by you."

Liang Zhiyin smiled bitterly without any excuse. She did those things in those years.

At this moment, Liang Zhiyin has no regrets. Even if he has regrets, he just regrets that he did not completely remove Lin Qishuang and buried today's disaster.

If there is a choice, Liang Zhiyin will still use a trick to get rid of Lin Qishuang and take the position of the leader of Tianxiang valley.

The old grudges, after all, must have a result.

No one is perfect. Even in the eyes of many Tianxiang disciples today, Gu Liangliang's bosom friend, who is bright and majestic, once did something sinister in the past.

All Tianxiang disciples are pathetic, especially those second-generation disciples, who were taught by Liang Zhiyin. They understand that only when Liang Zhiyin dies can Lin Qishuang stop.

"Younger martial sister Lin, after I die, I hope Tianxiang Valley can regain its glory in your hands. I am an incompetent Valley master, but younger martial sister Lin, unlike you, is capable of doing better than me." Liang Zhiyin said, glancing at the cliff in the distance.

Fang Lin and Dugu Nian stood there without any intention to fight.

Liang Zhiyin sighed secretly in his heart. Originally, there was a trace of expectation that the two could fight, but now it seems that the gratitude and resentment of Tianxiang Valley for hundreds of years can't be mixed in.

"Having said so much, it's time for you to go." Lin Qishuang hurried to Liang Zhiyin and lifted his palm, which was about to kill Liang Zhiyin.

At this time, Liang Zhiyin suddenly patted the Jiugong bag, and saw a cold light suddenly appear, as if it were a small snake.

The little snake was too fast. Before Lin Qishuang reacted, the little snake jumped directly on Lin Qishuang's neck.

At the same time, Liang Zhiyin forcibly operated his power and waved his sword. Unexpectedly, he wanted to take this opportunity to kill Lin Qishuang at one fell swoop.

Liang Zhiyin has a fierce color in her eyes. Although she has less than a year left, if she is killed by Lin zishuang at this moment, she is really unwilling.

Therefore, she has been acting, waiting for the moment when Lin Qishuang relaxes her vigilance, and wants to kill Lin Qishuang by pressing the bottom of the box.

The silver snake is a poison that Liang Zhiyin has raised for many years. As long as he is bitten by the snake, he can kill people in a moment.

Even if a Lingyuan warrior like Lin Qishuang is bitten in such a fatal place on his neck, it is definitely a blessing in disguise.

But the next moment, Liang Zhiyin was stunned.

The silver snake was frozen in a piece of ice and didn't bite Lin Qishuang at all.

Poof!

Lin Qishuang didn't have any expression. In an abnormal indifference, a hand penetrated Liang Zhiyin's heart.

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