This time, there was a cut on Qin Han's shoulder. Half of his body was almost cut off by Wu Shanji.
Li Muyang once again used the [Small Round Light Technique] to heal Qin Han. Wen Ruoruo once again wept and begged Qin Han not to rush to his death, begged Li Muyang to replace Qin Han and die or kill Wu Shanji — —
Look, women are always so realistic.
This time the injury was more serious than before. Even with Li Muyang's [Small Round Light Technique] to heal the wound, Qin Han still felt quite strenuous. He could hardly lift his left arm. There was still a dull pain from the sword in his chest. It seemed that it would take some time for him to fully recover.
"How do you feel?" Li Muyang looked into Qin Han's eyes and asked aloud.
"I'm fine." Qin Han said with a firm expression. He habitually grinned, but found that even a smile could easily affect the wound, so he quickly closed his mouth, looking somewhat comical and stupid.
"Gongzi Xiangma, I beg you — — you can't let third brother go again — —" Wen Ruoruo tearfully pulled Li Muyang's shoulder. "He will die."
Li Muyang chuckled and said in a low voice, "Then who do you think is better?"
"Gongzi Xiangma — —" Wen Ruoruo stared at Li Muyang, not understanding why he would ask such a question.
"If I did not discover Wu Shanji's sinister intentions, if I did not come back tonight, if I was not Wu Shanji's opponent — — what would you do?" Li Muyang asked aloud. "It's not that I don't want to help you, but this is not a reason for you not to give anything."
"Gongzi Xiangma — —"
"Gongzi Xiangma is right." Qin Han said in a low voice. "Ruoruo, Gongzi Xiangma has helped us enough. Besides, this is the trouble we have caused. If we had not been associated with such a cruel and ambitious guy, how could there be such a disgusting thing like today? So, don't make things difficult for Gongzi Xiangma. I'm fine, I can still fight. Even if I can't kill him, I will tear a piece of flesh from his body. "
"Third Brother …"
"If I can't do it, then you can do it. If you can't do it, then there's Tu Xin … No matter what, we can't let these evil people continue to harm the world," Qin Han said with a determined expression.
"Third brother, I know that Gongzi Xiangma has helped us enough, I also know that my request is wrong — — I don't want Gongzi Xiangma to block the disaster for us, I just — — I'm just worried that you will lose your life — —"
"Life and death are determined by fate, riches and honor are determined by the heavens. If the three of us can't do it, we will ask Gongzi Xiangma to help us. I think Gongzi Xiangma would not refuse at that time. "
Li Muyang nodded and said, "Don't worry. I won't let him leave the Dragon Cave alive. "
"You overestimate yourself," Wu Shanji said coldly. However, he was starting to worry.
Just as Qin Han had said to Wen Ruoruo, if Qin Han couldn't do it, there was still Wen Ruoruo. If Wen Ruoruo couldn't do it, there was still Tu Xin. If both of them couldn't make it, there was still Li Muyang, that monster.
If it was a one on one battle, then no matter if it was Qin Han or the gentle and weak Tu Xin, they wouldn't be a match for him.
Even if the three of them joined forces, Wu Shanji was confident that he could defeat them one by one in a short period of time.
But what about that 'Yan Xiangma' who might be a member of the Dragon Clan?
Wu Shanji had not fought with him, but had seen him fight with others several times.
Whether it was killing the Kunlun Snow Lion and taking its crystal soul, or killing Wu Lie and Zhong Wuyan, or even the famous Elder Kuang Sha of the Changbai Sword Sect, Wu Shanji only had one feeling in his heart: unfathomable.
If these people were to take turns to fight him, how could he still survive?
Wu Shanji's mind was racing, trying to think of a way to get rid of everyone in one go, so that he could smoothly escape from the Dragon Cave — —
He really hated that Yan Xiangma.
If he hadn't meddled in other people's business, he most likely would have already poisoned Wen Ruoruo and Qin Han to death, and smoothly took all the treasures they had found. Then he would use a trick to trick Tu Xin out and kill him with a sword. After daybreak, when Yan Xiangma returned, he would kill him with poison while he was unprepared — —
At that time, all the treasures in the Dragon Cave would belong to him.
"Why did he come back? Isn't he that evil dragon? Doesn't he have eight netherworld nails in his body? The aura of the Netherworld would always flare up at midnight … Was he that evil dragon or not? Could it be that I was deceived by the Changbai Sword Sect, and my judgment was wrong? "
Everything was ruined.
What Wu Shanji hoped for the most now was to be able to escape unscathed. As for whether he could take away other people's treasures, he no longer held any extravagant hope. As long as he could take away the 《Nine Demon Scrolls》 in his bosom, his name would eventually become the most resounding existence under the starry sky in the future.
I can't waste any more time. He made up his mind, and the gaze he looked at Qin Han became even colder.
This time, he must kill him with a sword.
"Third brother … …" Wen Ruoruo grabbed Qin Han's hand, unwilling to let him go.
She understood all the principles, but she just couldn't let the person she liked die.
"I'm fine." Qin Han couldn't help but grin, and comforted: "I won't die. I haven't married you and had a bunch of babies with you yet. "
"Third brother … …"
"Don't cry, I panic when you cry. When I panic, I can't hold the hammer in my hand … I originally had a sixty percent chance of winning, but when you cry, I don't even have a ten percent chance anymore. "
"Annoying." Wen Ruoruo wiped away her tears, and said with a smile. "You have to come back alive. As long as you come back, I will agree to all your requests. "
Qin Han's eyes lit up, and he said: "Really?"
"Really."
"Okay." Qin Han gritted his teeth and said: "No matter what, I will come back alive."
Qin Han once again raised his devout warhammer, and walked in front of Wu Shanji, and said with a simple and honest face: "Eldest senior brother, this is the last time I will call you eldest senior brother … … I can see that you want to kill me. You should also be able to see that I want to kill you. We have known each other for many years, and I thought that we would be brothers for life, senior and junior brothers for life. I never thought that it would come to this … … Today, either you die, or I die. Let's settle this here. "
"I'll fulfill your wish." When Wu Shanji spoke, there was a Wu Shanji on the ground, and there was also a Wu Shanji in the sky.
Qin Han knew that the Wu Shanji on the ground was only an illusion, an illusion left behind because his speed was too fast, and the Wu Shanji in the sky was his real body.
The Wu Shanji in the sky took a picture with his sword, and his body turned into a shocking red rainbow.
You couldn't tell where the person was, and you couldn't tell where the sword was. The two perfectly fused into one.
Piercingly cold, strange, mighty, and tyrannical.
This sword was the Blood Flame Sword, and it used the blood and qi of the sword user to form a sword.
Screech … …
In the sky, that shocking rainbow slashed toward Qin Han's position.
There was only one sword image, and only this sword image.
However, it made people feel a sense of oppression that made them stop in their tracks.
"Impressive indeed." Li Muyang was also amazed. He didn't think that Wu Shanji had actually concealed such a powerful strength. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have needed to tempt Qin Han to go up and kill Wu Shanji. Although he had his own motives for doing so, if he lost a useful person like Qin Han, it wouldn't be worth it.
Qin Han glanced at Wen Ruo Ruo out of the corner of his eye, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
However, this smile contained some bitterness and reluctance.
He closed his eyes.
For it, there wasn't much meaning in opening or closing its eyes.
Life and death depended on this strike.
He also tried to think about the seven diagrams on the scroll, wanting to comprehend the Dao and break through at this critical moment.
However, how could a divine art left behind from the ancient times be so easy to understand?
Since he couldn't decipher the secret of the pill scroll, and didn't know how to use this pious warhammer, he could only use it the way he used a sword. He had no choice but to use it the way he used the sword. He was used to using the broadsword.
Qin Han's eyes were tightly closed, and he held Devout Warhammer in his hand.
At the same time, he slashed out with the warhammer in his hand like a heavy sword.
"Me!"
On the surface of Devout Warhammer, a colorful radiance appeared.
"Blood!"
Devout Warhammer's hammer kept expanding.
"Yes!"
Devout Warhammer's hammer became as big as a washbasin.
"Me!"
Devout Warhammer was already as big as a millstone, and more than half of the quiet room was filled by it.
"Yes!"
When Qin Han shouted the last word of the five-syllable mantra, Devout Warhammer became a silver full moon.
The moonlight shone brightly, covering the sky and covering the earth.
Wu Shanji's eyes were filled with fear. He simply didn't understand what was happening.
It was clearly a small stone hammer that was as small as a child's toy. How did it become such a majestic and huge divine weapon?
Moreover, he felt an earth-shattering aura from that huge hammer. Although that aura was extremely small, like a strand of consciousness released by a peerless expert, it was still difficult for him to contend against.
"My life is over …" These words flashed out of Wu Shanji's mouth.
At this time, it was already too late to change his move. There was not even the slightest chance to escape.
That warhammer had already locked onto his qi. All he could do … was to maintain this move and this posture as he continued to charge forward.
Pressing forward!
Boom —
The huge moonlight rushed forward, and the hammer smashed onto Wu Shanji's blood-red sword qi.
Bang —
Wu Shanji's body was smashed by the stone hammer. It was like a hard rock disintegrating into wisps of smoke in an instant.
Sssii —
Wu Shanji's body turned into white smoke, and was blown away by the strong wind.
His spirit was destroyed, and he would never be able to reincarnate.
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