Chapter 1008

"I'll give you a chance to kill me."

Jing Rong tightened his hand on the sword handle.

Wei Yi said, "draw your sword!"

Jing Rong swept away his hesitation and pulled out the sword.

"Yi!"

Sharp sword out of body.

Wei Yi narrowed his eyes, but still could see the murderous spirit in his eyes. He said, "Jing Rong, you'd better not be merciful, because I won't either."

With these words, he had stabbed Jingrong with his sword.

Before the sword arrived, he was quickly picked away by Jingrong's sword. At the same time, his body also avoided to one side!

Wei Yi's eyes wrinkled tightly, and the murderous spirit between his eyebrows was more serious.

Keep attacking!

He practiced his sword technique with the martial arts master for several months. Although his kung fu was not dexterous or even clumsy, every sword he waved was more powerful than ordinary people. Even a practitioner like Jing Rong had to work a little hard to avoid the sword he stabbed.

Jing Rong can't even imagine that Wei Yi, who was timid in those days, can now compete with him with a sword.

Demons, can really change a person!

After a few moves, they are equal!

To be exact, Jing Rong didn't really want to kill him. His repeated forbearance and avoidance made Wei Yi's inferiority complex stronger and stronger. It was contempt and irony for himself! Gradually, the feeling in his heart turned into endless anger, which stimulated his sensitive nerves, so that the attack speed on his hand was faster and faster, and the blood thirsty in his eyes

Red is also particularly eye-catching.

Wei Yi has only one goal at the moment - kill Jing Rong!

It's true that crazy people are the most dangerous.

While avoiding the sword he stabbed, Jing Rong was cut on his arm by the sword in his hand.

Clothes split!

The flesh is blooming!

Blood seeped out of the wound and dyed his clothes red!

Jing Rong shook his wrist and stepped back. He looked at the bloody wound on his arm.

Frown!

Wei Yi pointed at him with a sword and said in a cruel voice, "if you don't have to do your best, the person who died today is you."

Hearing the speech, Jing Rong's eyes went deeper and deeper.

There were blue tendons on his forehead.

He can't avoid it anymore!

So——

Ignoring the wound on his arm, he raised his long sword to turn defense into attack.

Wei Yi is only a half hearted person in the end. He is completely not Jing Rong's opponent.

Finally——

He pushed Jingrong back, and his heel hit the stone steps behind him.

"Bang!"

An unstable, the whole person fell back and sat down, his back pressed on the stone steps.

The long bronze sword in his hand also fell from his hand and hit the ground with a bang.

Ring through the whole hall!

Before he could get up, the long sword in Jingrong's hand had reached his eyes.

The tip of the sword was pointed at his throat!

It's only a millisecond!

You can kill him!

Jing Rong's eyebrows are sharp and his face is cold. In the backlight, he looks down at Wei Yi.

"Is this what you want? Force me to kill you?" "Ha ha!" Wei Yi hummed and laughed, looked at the sharp sword that was shining in front of him, looked up a little bit, met Jing Rong's vision, and said, "now the sword is in your hand, and the person who makes the decision is you! You can choose to kill me, because... If it's me

, I won't give you any chance to speak. "

He's forcing Jingrong!

More accurately, it's provocation!

Jing Rong's wrist was shaking faintly.

Wei Yi continued, "as long as you kill me, you can take shu'er away. From now on, no one will stop you, and even the whole world will be yours."

With that, he raised his chin and was ready to die. There was no fear in his eyes.

Jing Rong must admit that Wei Yi's words really stimulated him.

So——

The long sword in his hand really stabbed forward, and the tip of the sword touched Wei Yi's throat, but he grasped the strength very accurately and didn't pierce the flesh.

He restrained himself!

At the last second, he took back his sword.

On the ground.

Wei Yi didn't seem surprised, but expected it.

"You should have killed me."

"I'm not you!"

Jing Rong stepped back and slowly took something out of his sleeve!

A yellow scroll.

Uh!

That is... The last edict of the former Emperor!

Shang Zhuo got it from Grandpa Zhang.

Jingrong asked, "I think... You must have guessed?"

Wei Yi looked at the imperial edict in his hand. His eyes flashed a trace of surprise, but fleeting. He sat on the stone steps with a sense of laziness and leisure.

Take a long breath. "I didn't guess. I just thought of it." He looked solemn and said to Jing Rong seriously, "What happened between the time when the first emperor died and the time when he read his will? Why did the first emperor hold your hand before he died and let you guard this land? Why didn't you pass the throne to you? Why did you send the merchant into the temple at that time? And why did the merchant see Grandpa Zhang after you were locked up in prison? All these things make me have to think about it! Not to mention the first In the emperor's heart, you are the great Pro emperor he identified! But I am the son of an anti thief! How did the first emperor bring the river

Pass the mountain to me? Isn't that a big joke? It's just that I didn't figure it out earlier! "

There was a sense of desolation in his tone!

His Dragon Robe also looks so ironic!

Everything he has today is false!

It's all fake! Jing Rong looked at him, He said in a deep voice: "It's true that the imperial Duke rebelled! It's also true that more than 70 people died innocently! It was the first emperor who ordered the fire to burn the imperial Duke's house, and the human lives owed are not clear! And I owe you the same! So all I can do is make up for what the imperial Duke didn't get! I also firmly believe that you can become a good emperor, but I never thought of it, It was such a decision that led to today's results. I shouldn't give up the country to you because of my guilt. I shouldn't put my own responsibility on you

On you! The wrong person is me. "

with deep hatred and resentment!

Ha ha——

Wei Yi laughed.

The smile was very sad and bitter.

Laugh to tears. He raised his finger to the imperial edict in Jingrong's hand and denounced: "Jingrong, you keep saying that you gave up the throne to me because of guilt. You keep saying that you don't want to compete with me, but if you really want to give Dalin Jiangshan to me, you won't keep this imperial edict until now. You should burn it that night

Yes. In fact, you don't trust me at all in your heart. You have long been ready to take all this back. Jingrong, you are the one who has done everything! "

Jingrong, you are the one who does everything! The last sentence was shouted directly.