When the spear stabbed into Xie Tian's heart, the world suddenly became quiet.
It was unbelievable because Xie Tian was very strong. He had 100 Golden-armored Forbidden Guards and 30 experienced Jianghu masters at the later stage of Internal Qi. Even for Tong Lang, it was not easy for him to kill these people.
How could this battle end with just one spear?
Why didn't Xie Tian fight back? Why didn't he dodge? Could it be that the four days and four nights of fierce fighting had drained his body and he was too injured to fight again?
No matter who it was, no one wanted to believe that the battle had ended because of this reason.
They would rather believe that the eldest disciple of Redcloud Peak was too strong.
Right!
This must be the reason!
Because it was the truth!
Beautiful!
Killing Xiu in an instant would inspire the Jianghu people of Song who were afraid of killing Xiu Xiu. This would make Redcloud Peak, the number one sect of Song, proud. This would make the Emperor happy!
The spies were so excited that they wanted to shout a few times. But they didn't dare to, because the spear that represented God's punishment, the will of the entire Song court, and the supreme power and power had not been pulled out yet.
Only when the hand holding the spear pulled out the spear did the cheers have the right to ring out, adding flowers to the brocade of brocade.
Zheng Yu stared blankly at the tip of the spear on Xie Tian's back. The blood dripped down and dripped into his heart. He swallowed his saliva and suppressed the inexplicable anger. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Why would he be angry? Oh, right. He hadn't learned the Lunar Shadow World yet.
But, he should be disappointed, right?
The corner of Xiao Ma's eyes cracked and blood splashed out. Its figure turned into a red flash of lightning. It was so angry that it didn't know what had happened. It just wanted to use its fastest speed to fly the remaining 800 feet!
Xie Bao was stunned for a moment. Then, he walked in the direction of Mulan City. While walking, he was still practicing.
Xie Tian was dead, but he was not. And Xie Shuai was going to die eventually.
Everyone thought and acted according to the direction of the spear, except for Tong Lang.
Tong Lang's smile froze on his face. This was rare, but what was even rarer was that he couldn't understand the meaning behind the bloody eyes. He couldn't understand why Xie Tian took the initiative to face the spear.
Other than the peak of an ice mountain, there were very few things in the world that he could not understand.
It didn't matter if he didn't understand it, as long as he felt that it was strange.
Therefore, Tong Lang knew that Xie Tian was a person with his own thoughts. However, he had yet to figure out why Xie Tian had taken the initiative to take the shot.
* Chi … *
In the tranquil world, there was a rustling sound. To everyone, this sound was slightly familiar. It was the sound of flesh and metal rubbing against each other.
Where did it come from?
Everyone looked at the sky, the earth, the east, and the west. Only when they looked at the battlefield in disbelief and saw Xie Tian standing less than two feet away from the boy did they understand where the sound came from.
Xie Tian followed the direction of the spear and walked eight feet forward. The spear tip behind him turned into an eight feet long spear shaft.
Then, they saw a right palm darker than the night stretch out towards the sky. After a moment of pause, it slapped towards the boy's face.
Everyone's eyes widened!
Xie Tian was not dead yet. He walked eight feet toward the boy and attacked him with that extremely terrifying right palm!
Everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief, except for the boy.
"So that's how it is."
"He used his body to lock my spear and used the Primordial Internal Qi of the black water to fight with me. It's a good idea."
Tong Lang's heart was filled with pure admiration. He looked at Xie Tian as if he was looking at a spear or a pony. "Xie Tian is also a treasure. Even if he is dead, he is still a treasure worth collecting."
"But I don't seem to be afraid of the rootless Primordial Internal Qi …"
The smile on the boy's face became a little wider. He looked at the black right palm and sighed with emotion. "I'm afraid the owner of this small hand will be disappointed. The Primordial Internal Qi is actually not that big of a deal."
Then, Tong Lang's right hand that was holding the spear slightly twisted. A clear bone-cracking sound came from Xie Tian's chest.
Then, Tong Lang patted the end of the spear and the spear pierced through his chest. Xie Tian's pale face turned as white as paper.
Then, Tong Lang looked at the small hand that did not tremble because of the two sharp pains and clenched his right hand into a fist.
A small black hand that wanted to overturn the sky and a giant cyan fist that could suppress everything collided with each other in front of everyone's eyes, making an explosion in the vast sky!
The strong wind danced for the second time. The yellow sand stirred for the second time. Whether it was dancing or stirring, it was something that they had never experienced before. Because the strong wind rotated with the two of them as the center, and the yellow sand splashed in all directions with the two of them as the center.
It was like a border flower that had been brewing for thousands of years bloomed because of the collision of the two people. It was very beautiful.
"Puff!"
A big mouthful of blood spurted from Xie Tian's mouth and sprayed on the boy's clothes. Tong Lang did not mind it at all. He smiled with admiration.
Because the bones of the little hand that collided with his fist, even though dozens of cracks had already appeared after dozens of cracking sounds, it still firmly held onto his fist.
Although the hand was small, it could catch you if it wanted to.
Therefore, in everyone's eyes, they were evenly matched.
But this kind of evenly matched situation would not last for too long. Everyone, including Tong Lang, thought this.
Because before they were evenly matched, Xie Tian, whose heart had been pierced, was already not far from death.
Suddenly, a faint mournful wail resounded between heaven and earth. It was as if even the most heartless heaven and earth understood Xie Tian's thoughts and were throbbing because of it.
He knew that he was no match, knew that he would be killed, but he was not afraid. He chose such a method to face death. Even if he died, he would die evenly matched. He would die with a heroic spirit, die with a proud and unyielding character!
Even if he died, he would slap him!
There was no wind or sand, but everyone seemed to be blinded by the wind and sand. Their eyes gradually turned red and moist. This sudden impulse did not change because of the opposing lineup. Except for Tong Lang.
Tong Lang was still smiling. The corners of his mouth were smiling, and his eyes were smiling. He remembered what Xie Tian had said before.
"I'm waiting for dinner."
Perhaps Xie Tian's original idea was not to slap him every time he died, but to fight fiercely with the strength of his innate internal Qi. Then he would win and finally have dinner. This was in line with the confidence and pride of a genius …
Tong Lang thought so.
But Xie Tian did not expect that he was not afraid of the rootless innate internal Qi in his body.
Thinking of this, Tong Lang looked at Xie Tian's bloody eyes, but still did not find any emotion.
It was different from what he had expected. He would not have a chance to have dinner. Shouldn't he be disappointed?
Tong Lang was confused, but he did not ask. Because Xie Tian was going to die, and it was not necessary.
What was necessary was to establish the image of Xie Tian in everyone's mind, so that he would die a good death.
This was because he felt that Xie Tian was a treasure that he had to collect and would not leave behind. As a collector, dressing up his treasure was something that he should do.
"Don't worry, I will catch you and let you die a good death."
Tong Lang turned his fist into a claw and clasped his fingers together. Then he stopped smiling and made himself look more serious and serious. Then he said to Xie Tian.
This was the last sentence that Xie Tian heard in the world before he died, so it was necessary to be serious. Tong Lang felt that he had fulfilled what he had said before the battle, "When I kill you, I will respect you."
Since he had done it, then … Xie Tian, you should die.
Almost everyone was waiting for Xie Tian to die. Otherwise, the mourning between heaven and earth would continue, and they could not bear it.
And Xie Tian, whose eyes were dull, was also waiting.
Waiting for someone or something, so that he could find a ray of light in the darkness.
He had waited.
"Don't worry, I will catch you and let you die a good death …"
Xie Tian's dull eyes regained clarity. He saw Tong Lang, who was two feet taller than him, saw Tong Lang's smiling and serious face, and saw his tightly clasped hands.
On his pale face, he squeezed out an extremely ugly smile. His dry voice sounded powerlessly, "Then I, I can rest assured …"
This was a confession of resignation. Tong Lang thought, so his slightly suspended heart returned to his chest. But as soon as his heart returned, he found that there were traces of green in this desert.
It was very comfortable, but also very terrifying.
For the second time, Tong Lang's smile froze.
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