The number one rebel of the Great Wu

Just when the game was at a tense standoff.

Snowflakes, kneeling on the mountain in the distance, also noticed something was wrong.

Looking up with a slightly bewildered expression, she noticed that Xiao Yun's eyes had turned somewhat gray.

Yamashiro Fubuki was stunned for a moment, then shook her head in disbelief and looked again.

Xiao Yun was completely devoid of energy at this moment, his body stiff and motionless.

It looks like...

He looked like he was dead.

"You bastard, since you've won, kill me!"

"You dare to humiliate me like this!"

The snow on the mountain roared angrily.

Despite the roar, Xiao Yun remained motionless.

Yamashita Fubuki was filled with doubt, and a thought that even he himself dared not believe flashed through his mind.

No, no way!

He's really dead!

Despite the excruciating pain throughout her body, Yamashita Fubuki stretched out her finger and gently poked Xiao Yun.

boom!

Xiao Yun's body suddenly and uncontrollably fell backward!

In an instant, the entire audience was astonished!

It turns out that Xiao Yun had used up all his lifespan by using the Limitless Sword Intent!

He died of old age at the very last moment before he took action!

"ha!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Instantly, a terrifying laugh erupted from the snow-covered mountain.

"Heaven has truly spared me!"

"What's the use of being so capable!"

"You can't live without me!"

"You're not as lucky as me!"

Yamagami Fubuki's expression grew increasingly crazed and arrogant.

He immediately stood up shakily, picked up the broken knife from the ground with his still-functioning left hand, and frantically stabbed at Xiao Yun's corpse.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

Although the crisp sound was faint, it sounded like a drumbeat to everyone's ears.

None of them could have imagined that the once invincible ancestor of the Great Wu Kingdom would fall just before dawn!

"What are you all standing there for!"

"Don't let him desecrate the remains of our ancestors!"

Xiao Jingtian's face flushed red with anxiety, and he roared angrily!

Zheng Jing and Shen Tianying, who were in the distance, were also completely dumbfounded.

However, Zheng Jing reacted after Xiao Jingtian shouted.

The next second, he reached out and grabbed the soft whip hanging at his waist.

But at the moment he was about to take action, he hesitated.

Although Yamaue Fubuki was severely injured to this extent, he was still a master of the first rank.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

He wasn't sure how much strength the other party still had.

They had no confidence in catching the opponent's attack.

He was employed by the Xiao family, and although he had no choice but to take action, he had to wait until after Shen Tianying.

Shen Tianying suddenly came to his senses.

He doesn't have as many ulterior motives as Zheng Jing.

He came here today with the intention of dying.

Xiao Yun's own death was the best ending for him.

"Old Zheng, what are you hesitating for!"

"Come with me up there and kill Nas!"

The crazy actions that the mountain snow was taking at that moment would be condemned no matter where it was heard.

It's only natural that they want to kill him!

"Whoosh!"

Shen Tianying suddenly darted out, arms outstretched, feet touching the ground.

He was almost lifted into the air.

That posture was just like an eagle descending from the sky to hunt its prey!

Then, he crossed his palms downwards and grabbed, aiming precisely at the throat of the snow-blowing mountain!

"Sky Eagle Claw!"

Yamashiro Fubuki suddenly turned his head and, sensing the murderous aura, instinctively raised his broken sword and swung it out.

A soft thud was heard in the air.

Shen Tianying was thrown backward into the air and landed on the ground in a slightly disheveled state.

He had already put on a pair of black iron palm guards before he made his move.

That last strike was neutralized by his Sky Eagle Claw.

The immense force caused his hands to tremble, and drops of blood dripped from his handcuffs.

"Wow, the difference is huge!"

Zheng Jing gasped.

After all, Shen Tianying's martial arts technique uses fists and palms, which is close-quarters combat.

The knife was already at a disadvantage against the snow blowing up the mountain.

The soft weapons he used had an extremely long range, allowing him to exert pressure for a short period of time.

Although he was amazed, seeing that Shen Tianying was only injured and not dead, he made up his mind.

"A mere second-tier fighter dares to come up here to die."

The snow blowing on the mountain gave a cold laugh.

"It seems that all the people of your Great Wu Kingdom are ungrateful fools!"

Shan Shang Chui Xue raised his hand, about to swing his sword.

A sharp crack of a whip immediately rang out in the air.

From an extremely tricky corner, a soft whip flew out like a ghost and directly wrapped around Shan Shang Chui Xue's arm.

"You bastard!"

The mountain snowstorm roared and pulled hard.

The soft whip snapped straight instantly.

After all, he was seriously injured and his strength was only about the same as Zheng Jing's.

"Hurry up and do it!"

Zheng Jing gritted his teeth, gripped the soft whip with both hands, and fought back against the snow-covered mountain like in a tug-of-war.

Shen Tianying reacted, moved his feet, and immediately attacked Chuixue on the mountain.

Although Yamashiro Fubuki tried to resist, her left hand was restrained and her right hand was useless, so she could only move one step with difficulty.

All that could be heard was a soft "plop" sound.

Two bloody marks appeared on his shoulder.

But the snow-blowing mountain wasn't stupid; it immediately kicked him.

He kicked Shen Tianying away.

This method of exchanging injury for injury is not a loss for Shen Tianying!

"Ugh!"

Seeing that he had suffered new injuries, still caused by his own contempt for these two ants, Shan Shang Chui Xue was even more furious.

With all his might, he pulled, and actually managed to drag Zheng Jing over.

Shen Tianying was kicked away and was about to get up when he saw Chuixue flying up from the mountain and stabbing him in the chest with a knife.

"what!"

Just as Shen Tianying was about to raise his hand to block, the blade suddenly snapped shut.

It turned out that Zheng Jing, who had been pulled over earlier, exerted his strength and quickly moved in another direction, grabbing the arm of Chuixue on the mountain.

"Stop fucking looking and get to work!"

Zheng Jing's face flushed red as he roared.

Shen Tianying fell to the ground, and immediately kicked out, knocking down Shan Shang Chuixue.

Upon seeing this, Zheng Jing immediately stopped, raised his long whip, and lashed it directly at the neck of Chuixue on the mountain.

The moment Shan Shang Chui Xue collapsed, Shen Tianying quickly flipped over and straddled him, tearing Shan Shang Chui Xue's back apart with a series of claw strikes, leaving it splattered with blood.

If it were anyone else, those claws would probably have pierced them through.

Shen Tianying felt as if his iron claws were gripping an iron plate.

Even though she was already severely injured to this extent, the protective true energy of the mountain snow was still terrifying!

Zheng Jing's whip followed, striking Shan Shang Chuixue's neck without even breaking the skin.

In that instant, Shen Tianying knew something was wrong.

Zheng Jing's strength is no less than his own, so it's clear that he held back this time.

Is he afraid of hurting himself?

The astonishment in my heart had no answer.

Yamashita Fubuki had already grabbed the whip in Zheng Jing's hand, and then slapped the ground with her left hand, sending Shen Tianying flying as well!