Du Ziming is going to burn the boat, and die with autumn matchless!

Ling Luoyu's lip corner edge a lie thin smile: "want others to accompany you to die together, afraid that others do not agree!"

With a grim smile, the soul blade broke his hand, roared and killed, and ran through Du Ziming fiercely.

Under the absolute pressure of chaos Yuanling, Du Ziming did not have the strength to do the second move.

All his mysterious Qi was put on the golden sword which killed Qiu matchless.

Now the chaos yuan spirit is on the top, and the soul blade is killing everywhere. He has no chance to fight back at all.

"Poof!"

Soul blade dares to penetrate his chest!

Blood spatter!

Ignoring the penetrating wound in his heart, his eyes locked on his own golden sword.

When a man is in a desperate situation, he will have no attachment to his life, because he knows that he will surely die.

At this time, Du Ziming paid more attention to the fact that he wanted to take autumn matchless with him.

Even if he died, he would die with his favorite woman.

Ling Luoyu grabs it out of the void with his right hand, and chaos Yuanling rises violently, just like a shield, standing before the matchless autumn.

"Bang!"

Jinjian bumps into chaos Yuanling and spins into it.

Ling Luoyu's fingertips are empty and tight, and chaos Yuanling is even more powerful. He entangles the golden sword with the force of crushing.

Du Ziming's eyes showed a touch of despair, "no..."

Ling Luoyu's pupil shrinks slightly and his right hand slowly tightens.

Under her control, the golden sword was squeezed a little bit by the chaotic yuan spirit until it was twisted and deformed into a useless abandoned sword.

With the help of his wrist, Ling Luoyu throws the golden sword to Du Ziming.

"Ding Dong!"

The golden sword fell to the ground, bounced a few times, and then remained motionless, just like Du Ziming's heart.

He felt as if his heart was going to stop beating. The whole person was weak and weak. Finally, he slowly tilted down and knelt on the ground.

Blood was streaming out of his chest, his lips were bleeding, his eyes were dull.

"No How could this happen? How could it be so! "

All things are going according to his plan!

Everything is so perfect!

But this kind of perfect, after bumping into Ling Luoyu, has become so vulnerable!

His chess game, which he had worked hard for many years, turned out to be a dead end in a flash!

No!

He shouldn't have died so decadent!

This is not the end he should have!

No!

A corner of his clothes fell into his eyes, shaking his eyes.

Ling Luoyu is in a high position, her eyes are dark and sharp.

"Du Ziming, when you are killing my father, you should think of such an ending In your game, he is the most innocent person! Even under the nine springs, he would not understand why he did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of his brothers and sisters! "

"Ha ha..." Du Ziming suddenly burst out laughing, and his eyes turned Crazy: "Ling Luoyu, what if you killed me? Your father is dead! He's still dead! I still live more than ten years than him I made Ha ha

Ling Luoyu disdained to hook his lips: "but I will take your head to sacrifice him! what about you? I'm afraid I'll become a ghost. I don't even have a person to burn paper for you? "

Du Ziming's laughter stopped abruptly, and suddenly he stood up with a fierce look.

"Ling Luoyu, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Ling Luoyu gave a sneer that he didn't think of. He suddenly grasped the wound in his chest with his fingertips. He pinched it fiercely, and the blood gurgled out.

"I kill countless people! How can you be afraid of such a lonely soul as you?! I work with a clear conscience, and I'm not afraid of you kids knocking on the door

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