"I'm waiting." Master Yao Guang said in a dumb voice, "I won't believe what you said to me at all, so I'll wait until he comes out and let me see the choice of the emperor's tomb with my own eyes."

"It's meaningless." Lin Hao shook his head, the sword in his hand suddenly turned, avoided the defense of the other side, and stabbed directly at his heart.

Maybe it took too much energy for each other to fight, or maybe the injured meridians had not been recuperated well. This time Lin Hao stabbed very easily. Elder martial brother Yao Guangda couldn't even turn his wrist in time, so he could only watch the blade stab into his chest.

Today, this once spotless purple robe is not only covered with dust and mud, but also infected by the blood of its owner, showing a bright scarlet color.

Elder martial brother Yao Guang coughed up a mouthful of blood with his lips together, and the acerbity on his face became hopeless.

Lin Hao pulled each other's sleeves tightly, pressed down the blade inch by inch, deeply buried in each other's skin and flesh, even the sound of breaking the robe was clear to the ear.

Elder martial brother Yao Guang's fingers loosened and he directly lost his sword. He raised his arms and grasped the edge of the sword which was only a few inches away from his heart.

The blood in his mouth falls down like a waterfall, and is scattered on his skirt and the Dragon singing sword. This man who was famous all over the world is like a weak man now. He can only hold the sword in vain, but he has no strength to stop.

"Just, just." He sighed like a mosquito, "the way of heaven doesn't care for me after all -"

as soon as this sentence fell to the ground, the originally weak wrist suddenly tightened up, and the green tendons were exposed, and they were sitting under the skin like a poisonous insect.

Lingli, which should have dried up, is surging again in the meridians. The waves burst out from elder martial brother Yao Guangda's body, overwhelming Lin Hao's head.

"You?" He frowned and subconsciously wanted to take back his sword edge and retreat to the distance, but the other side grasped the sword edge tightly, not only didn't let him back half a step, but also raised his chest, let the sword blade pierce from his back, completely blocked his retreat.

But his spiritual power burst out more and more fiercely, and the meridians of his whole body also swelled up, and his skin turned red slowly.

At the same time, Yaoguang's face began to change.

Countless wrinkles protruded from the lapel of his clothes and climbed up his cheek, making that heroic face turn into a withered old man's face in an instant.

His skin and flesh became thin, and the fingers holding the blade of the sword became withered in a few seconds. Compared with the blade, he was extremely thin, as if a gust of wind could break all his ten fingers.

The blood can't even flow out from the thin skin like that. It can only enlarge the wound in vain.

Elder martial brother Yaoguang got up slowly, and his huge power burst out from his already extremely short body. He pulled out the sword blade that was inserted in his heart inch by inch, so that Lin Hao could finally vibrate the wings of yinglei and withdraw a few meters.

But the action of pulling out the blade seemed to make him use up all his strength. The thin and withered figure, which had not been easy to stand up, knelt down on the bloody land again with a plop.

"I don't know why heaven favors you two." He said in a dumb voice, "but since the sky doesn't look at me, I'll just do it myself!"

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