Chapter 1111
Xiang Zhuang's tearing screams resounded on the thousand-edged cliff.

The stone in the palm of his hand was still cold, without any warmth.However, this stone has already begun to crazily suck the poisonous gas from Xiang Zhuang's hard training for many years.

This sudden change caused the fear in Xiang Zhuang's eyes to intensify at this moment.

He tried hard to shake this black stone away from his palm.However, at this time, this black stone cannot be shaken off at all.It seemed that it was already tightly pasted in the palm of my hand.

Xiao Yi raised his head and looked at Xiang Zhuang who was trying to shake off the black stone at this moment.A faint hope slowly rose from the already gradually despairing psychology.

All my hopes were pinned on that black stone, and I hoped that this black stone could display its greatest magical powers.

Xiang Zhuang backed away, screaming in fear, "Impossible, this is impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

This scene happened on the thousand-blade cliff.It's too unbelievable, even for Xiang Zhuang who has experienced the land of ten thousand poisons.At this time, no matter how many means and abilities, he could not get rid of the strong suction of this stone.

If this continues, the poisonous gas in Xiang Zhuang's body that has been practiced for many years will be completely sucked out by this black stone.

At that time, Xiang Zhuang will soon become a powerless person.The poisonous gas that had been practiced hard for many years in the body disappeared.This also means that both Xiang Zhuang and Xiao Yi are incapable of going down the thousand-blade cliff.If this stone continues to suck, it will suck out all the vitality of Xiangzhuang.

Then, in the end, Xiangzhuang will become an empty skin, on top of this thousand-edged cliff.

After all, Xiang Zhuang was still a generation of heroes, feeling the poison gas in his body gradually draining away.There was a ferocious look in his eyes.Looking at Xiao Yi in the distance, he would look up at him.

Suddenly, Xiang Zhuang raised the corner of his mouth at Xiao Yi, revealing a disdainful smile.

Immediately, Xiang Zhuang picked up the epee on the ground with his left hand.Raising the epee, he waved his hand with unrivaled sword energy and slashed at his right wrist.

Come.

It turned out that at this critical moment, Xiang Zhuang decided to cut off his right hand.In this way, it is natural to get rid of the influence of that black stone.

However, raising a sword and cutting off one's own wrist is not something that ordinary people can do after all.

The sword energy is like a rainbow, under the moonlight.

On the Thousand Blades Cliff, the unparalleled sword energy looked like a streak of swords flashing out of the dark night.The whole world was eclipsed by this sword.

This sword was made by Xiang Zhuang in anger; this sword was made by Xiang Zhuang with all his strength.

Originally, everything developed according to Xiang Zhuang's idea.The Tianji Pavilion was destroyed, Xiao Yi was defeated by him, and he became number one in the world.

However, at such a critical moment, such an accident happened because of this one stone.

It was like a capsized boat in the gutter, and it made Xiang Zhuang feel angry all over his body.Swinging a sword and cutting off one's own wrist originally required great perseverance and courage.

Therefore, Xiang Zhuang's sword can be said to be a sword that splits the sky and cuts the earth, a sword from ancient times to the present.

"Ahhhh-"

The sword energy swayed down, like a waterfall rushing down on this thousand-bladed cliff.Xiang Zhuang roared angrily, and the severe pain from his wrist made Xiang Zhuang's eyes turn red.

This sword is crisp and sharp.From Xiang Zhuang's wrist, it was cut off neatly and neatly.

That palm, as well as that black stone, fell on the Thousand Blades Cliff.

But at this moment, that sword directly cut a big crack in the Thousand Blades Cliff.It looks like God cut it with a knife.

The sword qi was unparalleled, and the entire Thousand Blades Cliff shook for a while.

After the sword was severed, the stone on the cliff began to rustle and fall down.Rumbling rumbling echoed on Qinglong Mountain.

At this moment, the entire thousand-blade cliff seemed to be cracked by landslides.

"You think you can defeat me if you do this, don't you?" Xiang Zhuang now held a sword in his left hand, and his right wrist was bleeding profusely.Looking at Xiao Yi who was not far away, he said viciously: "I'm telling you, I was wrong. A black stone, you think you can stop me. Tell you, I still have poisonous gas. But, to clean up you useless person, but It's more than enough."

At this time, Xiang Zhuang's words were not rough.This is indeed the case, this black stone only sucked three percent of Xiang Zhuang's poisonous gas.Xiang Zhuang still had [-]% strength left in his body.Even if he lost his hand now, it would be easy to kill Xiao Yi at this time.

At this moment, Xiao Yi's meridians all over his body were broken, and he was seriously injured, and he didn't have the strength to resist at all.

Youyou sighed, a sense of despair welling up in her heart.Again, close your eyes.

Although, such a small change happened.However, this small change cannot change the overall situation at all.In the battle of Qinglong Mountain, Xiao Yi still lost at the last moment, he lost to Xiang Zhuang, the defeat was a complete mess.

Xiang Zhuang watched Xiao Yi give up his resistance at this moment, with the despair in his eyes before he closed his eyes.

In my heart, there was a kind of pleasure for no reason.Yes, no matter what, even if I was sucked three points of poison gas by this black stone.However, you, Xiao Yi, are still my defeat from beginning to end.It is as easy for me to kill you now as killing a chicken or a dog.

However, Xiang Zhuang immediately looked at his severed hand.

With this glance, Xiang Zhuang's eyes suddenly darkened.The scarlet color in the eyes surged out again.

"Hateful, really hateful." Xiang Zhuang looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and shouted loudly: "God thief, why did you want to cut off my hand when I was at my most brilliant? You You know, in this way, I can no longer touch Yan'er's beautiful hair, and I can no longer hold Yan'er in my arms. Do you know? How hateful are you?"

Sun Yan and Xiang Zhuang have not known each other for long, but Sun Yan is such a woman.Like a ripe grape, Xiang Zhuang was fascinated by the style revealed.These days, Xiang Zhuang has fallen in love with this woman deeply.

Although, Xiang Zhuang knew that this woman with all kinds of means had been with countless men.But this is not an age of bygone stories.

As long as this second, I am Sun Yan's favorite.

Then, Xiang Zhuang died without regret.

Even though Xiang Zhuang knew that Sun Yan was following him for impure purposes, Xiang Zhuang still died under the peony flower, and being a ghost would be flirtatious.Sometimes, a man falls in love with a woman without so many reasons.Often, just such a blink of an eye's flair can make a man fall in love for a lifetime, and promise life and death.

Xiang Zhuang, who has never experienced love, has an unforgettable love for Sun Yan.

Even if the mountains and rivers are picturesque, she is no match for a little cinnabar between her brows; even if the world is overwhelmed, just ask for a little palace sand on her wrist.Even if the world and Sun Yan were to be exchanged, then Xiang Zhuang would definitely be obliged, without even batting an eyebrow.

He is a hero, not a hero.He loves the country, and loves beauties even more.

But now that I have lost my hand, I can no longer draw eyebrows for my beloved woman, and I can no longer make up for my beloved woman.This kind of resentment accumulates in the heart, and it accumulates little by little.

In addition, I have already achieved the general situation, and the world is at my fingertips.However, something happened at this last moment.This made Xiang Zhuang even more unbearable, and at this moment he raised his head and roared.

Xiang Zhuang was like a wounded head at night, the tearing roar sounded desolate.

Finally, like a wild beast, Xiang Zhuang held up the epee and began to slash around wildly.

Sword Qi Wushuang, Xiang Zhuang's ability, at this time finally showed it at a glance.Every sword strike is like a bright horse, shining in the night in front of everyone.

On the thousand-blade cliff, there was a rumble.

The stones on the cliffs all rustled and fell down.

Moreover, every time the sword goes down, deep sword marks will be left on the thousand-bladed cliff.Under the moonlight, those deep sword marks showed a dark brown color, like human wounds.

Without any rules, Xiang Zhuang kept venting the resentment in his heart.

Those sword qis stirred up the earth and flew up.Above the entire cliff, it was hazy like a fairyland.

The entire Qinglong Mountain began to shake violently at this moment.The landing of a large number of stones, the deep sword marks on the cliff, and the unparalleled sword aura.

As a result, the foundation of this Qinglong Mountain began to turmoil.

As if, at this moment, a landslide occurred.

Moreover, Xiangzhuang does not stop, so does the landslide.The sound of those boulders falling was endless.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Yi would feel Xiang Zhuang's anger and madness.And now that the thousand-bladed cliff was slashed by Xiang Zhuang with one sword after another, causing the terrain to drop slightly.

All of this is irrelevant.

Xiao Yi knew that once Xiang Zhuang's venting was over.Then, with a single sword, you can kill yourself.His injury, in such a short moment, could not recover at all.

Therefore, Xiao Yi just sighed lightly.In my heart, it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

However, at this moment when the entire Thousand Blades Cliff was shaking, Xiao Yi took a quick look at the flowers in his mind and thought of those women in his life.

I thought of my bright and wonderful life after I went down the mountain, and I thought of that group of charming women.Finally, I thought of my unscrupulous master.

The master is known as the man of heaven and man of gods, who controls the secrets of heaven and plans the future.Why, this time, he neglected the fate of his only apprentice?
I remembered that after I went down the mountain, I hadn't sat down with my master face to face, had a good talk, and had a heart-to-heart talk.In Xiao Yi's heart, it was inevitable that he still had some regrets.

(End of this chapter)

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