Yang Shu Mei Ying

Jun Shuying picked up the sword, only felt a shock in his hand, and the tiger's mouth seemed to be aching.

The fierce and sharp sword was blocked in front of him, but could not stop the sword spirit coming from the face. The long hair was lifted by the sword gas, and there was a slight pain on the cheek, and the warm blood slowly leaked out.

Between light and flint, everything in the world has turned into a ghost, and only Chu Feiyang's dark eyes are clearly in front of his eyes.

There were casual smiles in those eyes, as well as contemptuous, indifferent, undisguised killings.

Jun Shuying only felt that his heart was hurt by this sword.

It turned out that when those eyes were no longer gentle, they were so sharp that they hurt people more than the sword in his hand.

He looked into the sight of the heart stinging like a tit, and looked into the clear black and white eyes as usual. Jun Shuying doesn't know what he wants to see, but it is by no means a seamless contempt and indifference. There was a irritability in my heart, and a violent push on my hand pushed Chu Feiyang back a few steps.

"Jun Shuying, don't think I'm just talking. If you don't fight enough, you will really die." Chu Feiyang chuckled, his body moved, and when the voice hadn't come down, people had approached Jun Shuying.

Jun Shuying turned over and jumped out of Chu Feiyang's sword. Chu Feiyang continued to chase without stopping, and his fierce moves forced Jun Shuying to have no breathing room.

The situation at this moment is too familiar, but far away like the memories of previous lives.

But in fact that was just a few months ago. Chu Feiyang was just like before him, pressing hard step by step, all of them were killing.

It seemed instantly strange. The friendly, gentle time, almost a year, seems like a dream at this moment.

"What are you hesitating, do you want to understand?" Chu Feiyang came with a faint smile, with a pressing murderous voice, "I think I was wrong before, I was wrong. I am determined to lose Responsibility, in fact, where does the monarch need others to bear this responsibility. I thought I gave you what you want most, but I do n’t know how greedy you are. I thought that being good to you would slowly move you, I used to be very sorry You, I want to warm you and cover you, but I forget that you are a cold-blooded snake. "

"Stop!" Jun Shuying was furious with Chu Feiyang's sharp words.

"What kind of ingratitude are you best at?" Chu Feiyang ignored it, and said with a scornful smile.

Jun Shuying clenched the sword in his hand, blood was looming in his eyes, and his teeth were tightened against each other as an offense. Each sword stabbed brought a wave of evil.

Chu Feiyang gathered his heart and responded with all his strength. For a time, the two were surrounded by swordsmanship, and the wind was rising. Those who were swept away by the overflowing sword qi were shocked, and they reluctantly avoided being hurt by the sword qi.

Chu Feiyang took a few ups and downs and jumped into an open place far from everyone. Jun Shuying followed closely, sweeping across the sword. This sword is full of energy, and a murderous gas strikes like a wave of water.

Chu Feiyang flew away and looked back, but saw three or two people fighting with each other are within the reach of the sword wind. Chu Feiyang threw out the sword, stepped on the sword with both feet, and flew towards those people with strength.

After taking the last person out of Jun Shuying's sword-filled sword, Chu Feiyang raised his hand to retrieve his sword, and looked at Jun Shuying with a full face.

"It's true that nature doesn't change." Chu Feiyang held his sword in one stroke, pointed his sword to the ground, and frowned slightly between his eyebrows.

Jun Shu Ying stood in its place, watching Chu Feiyang coldly to rescue people.

Obviously not far away, but as if he was here, he was with them, on the other side.

The hand holding the sword was too tight, cold sweat wet the sword handle, and was slippery and cold. But it wasn't as strong as a cold in the heart, with hatred and anger, but his ears were unpleasantly echoed from time to time.

He seems to be saying, Jun Shuying, are you qualified? Are you qualified?

"Chu Feiyang, you deceive people too much." Jun Shuying gritted his teeth, word by word.

Chu Feiyang sneered: "Mutually each other." He flew up again as he spoke. Jun Shuying's eyes suddenly enlarged, only the cold light coming straight.

The corners of the eyes are very dry, but they feel a little fiery. Suddenly wanted to just give up. Let the sword be inserted into his chest, let the rampage in the heart, and the dark and unclear feelings that made him more and more sad flow out of the body with the blood, dye his sword, and his ruthless eyes ...