V5.Chapter 51

The light of the flying sword changed from bright to dazzling.

On the stormy Dibing mountain, the blue color that cuts through the sky seems to be the only light in the world.

Li Tianlan raised her head and looked at the sword light from far to near.

It was the most pitiful sword light he had ever seen, shining, resolute, heartbroken, helpless but with the last insistence of emperor Bing Shan.

The sword light reflected on Wang Yuetong's face.

Her beautiful face became clearer and clearer.

Crystal tears and wind and rain mixed together.

There was despair in her eyes, but the sword had the power that she could not recover.

Straight forward.

No one can understand Wang Yuetong's inner feelings at this moment.

Neither the summer solstice nor Li Tianlan.

In this world, there are many things, without personal experience, there will be no so-called empathy.

Li Tianlan looks at Wang Yuetong with dim eyes.

Looking at her helplessness and persistence.

The cold rain came down in despair.

At this moment, Li Tianlan's mind is full of one sentence.

if time could stop at the moment when we first met...

The beautiful and stubborn sword light flies all the way with the madness of despair.

Li Tianlan laughed.

This is her woman.

And the point of this sword at this time is its own heart.

He saw with his own eyes that it was the most beautiful sword.

But he thought of Dongcheng.

In that manor, facing the demonic Legion and the North Sea legion, Dongcheng resolutely put out his sword. How beautiful should the sword light be when it came out of its sheath in silence?

Attachment and despair, helplessness and abandonment.

It's all beautiful.

In the wind and rain, Li Tianlan straightened his chest with a smile, and aimed his heart at the edge of the sword.

The blue light fell like a meteor in front of Li Tianlan.

The sword light keeps spreading out, but it is repressed and retracted.

The blade of the Sword Pierced Li Tianlan's clothes.

The point of the sword is close to Li Tianlan's flesh and blood.

But there was no blood.

The incomparably stable blue trembled violently.

Wang Yuetong bit her lips, blood flowing down the corner of her mouth.

Li Tianlan looked at her with a calm smile.

"Why not hide? Get out of the way

Wang Yuetong cried out.

Countless preparations, countless courage, all the determination in the sword light leap over the period of the process completely disappeared.

Wang Yuetong's arm trembled, her mood completely collapsed, sobbing.

The tip of the sword is gently on the skin of the chest.

Li Tianlan's smile is like a mask: "what about you? Why don't you stick it in? "

Just a little bit.

The tip of the sword can pierce Li Tianlan's chest, and then penetrate his whole body.

But Wang Yuetong stops. Her sword stops rigidly on Li Tianlan's chest. Her arms tremble and her sharp sword light becomes extremely scattered.

Her mood is like the scattered sword light, the calm disguised in this moment becomes fragmented.

She clenched her teeth and said, "I have no strength."

"Then get out of the way."

Li Tianlan said quietly.

He let the sword in Wang Yuetong's hand aim at his chest, looking up at Xiaoxiong platform.

It's only 200 meters away.

But in the dark, he could still see everyone's expression clearly.

Panicked, dignified, angry, calm, hostile.

On the simple and narrow stone platform, carved with the glory of the North Sea for hundreds of years, Xiaoxiong stone stands there, facing the wind and rain, silent and calm.

"Go back."

Wang Yuetong bit her lips and sobbed in a low voice. Her voice begged: "please, Tianlan."

Li Tianlan looks at her quietly.

Wang Yuetong's eyes are extremely weak.

She once thought that she could be strong, so in the previous meeting, she didn't ask Li Tianlan to go back.

She felt she could face it all.

But at this moment, when the tip of the sword really touched Li Tianlan's skin, the severe pain seemed to tear her whole body completely.

Behind her is Xiaoxiong stage.

Dijiang was defeated.

The seven sword families were defeated.

She stood in front of Li Tianlan, not herself.

But the last insistence of the whole Beihai Wang family.

She can't help it.

But I really can't do it.

Li Tianlan can't feel Wang Yuetong's collapse.

But I can generally understand her mood.

His smile bit by bit of convergence, the whole person has become extremely cold.

"No way."

He shook his head and looked into Wang Yuetong's eyes: "get out of the way."

Wang Yuetong desperately shakes his head, tears splashing out.

"Do you know why I don't hide?"

Li Tianlan said quietly: "because I know very well that even if I don't hide, I won't die. At most, it's just a serious injury. "

He once again thought of their first meeting: "you and I should not have met. From the beginning, it was a mistake."

"No, it's not."

Wang Yuetong's figure is shaking violently. She holds the sword with one hand, and can't put it down or stab it forward, but the other hand covers her chest which is almost out of breath.

She is afraid of such Li Tianlan.

Such he is too calm, also too indifferent, as if is one kind of extreme may abandon all reason.

"Think I failed you."

Li Tianlan looked at the front of the sword, calm way: "you stab a sword, I will feel better."

"Please don't say anything like that."

Wang Yuetong's body trembled, and her eyes grew dim.

Li Tianlan was silent for a while.

He seemed to want to say a lot more, but in the end he was silent.

In the silence, he took a step forward against the sharp point of the sword.

The blade against his chest didn't go in.

Wang Yuetong took a step back.

"Please don't do this... Tianlan..."

Wang Yuetong shook her head hard, her lips had bitten blood, shocking: "please."

Li Tianlan did not speak.

Facing the sharp edge of the sword, his pace was extremely stable, and he kept moving forward without hesitation.

He's moving forward.

Wang Yuetong is retreating.

The front of the sword is always close to Li Tianlan, but it never penetrates.

Li Tianlan looks at Wang Yuetong.

Look at her face of panic, look at her at a loss, look at her helplessness and despair, look at her pear blossom with rain, look at her in front of all people to give up dignity, give up all the bitter pleading with her.

He kept going.

Every step is like stepping on Wang Yuetong's reserve and pride.

The nobility of Beihai Princess Wang seems to be fragmented and extremely humble under his feet.

Wang Yuetong's sword never came down.

She doesn't mind becoming humble in front of Li Tianlan, but if the sword is put down, it means that the Wang family of Beihai has lost their last persistence.

What a contradictory picture is this?

One in and one out.

The two walked a hundred meters long road.

Close distance, across the wind and rain, across the sword light.

The sword shines.

The wind and rain are gloomy.

It's all cold.

Li Tianlan's heart was convulsed.

The woman in front of her is her woman.

She held the sword against her chest and cried all the time. Every tear seemed to leave a wound after another in his heart.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes.

Forward, he Huoran looked up, staring at each figure on Xiaoxiong stage.

"In a crisis, can only one woman be sent out?"

His voice is like a surging tsunami, like thunder sweeping the sky, overwhelming to suppress everything: "who dares to fight with me? Come out! Is Beihai Wang, who can only hide behind women, worthy of the title of No. 1 in the dark world? Shit

His eyes were supercilious.

His voice was scornful.

All the humiliation in the loss of the barrier after the most thorough hit on the head of all Beihai Wang.

"Asshole."

In the voice of fury, a burly figure at the edge of Dibing mountain suddenly rushes towards Li Tianlan.

A strong electric light burst out on him.

"Wang family of Beihai, code named tide."

The burly figure strode forward, faster and faster: "I'll kill you!"

Li Tianlan's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

Moriran's intention of killing spread out abruptly with his sword intention.

At this moment, Li Tianlan's expression is still calm, but during the long journey of hundreds of meters, every tear of Wang Yuetong is like the hottest oil, pouring on the fire in his heart.

Such a province in the North Sea.

This is the Wang family of Beihai.

Oh

Here is the world's invincible sword emperor. He has great talent and is really great.

There is a tranquil and open-minded Tiandao emperor. He is calm and cool. He is also great.

Dijiang's bravery also made him appreciate it from the bottom of his heart.

The Wang family in Beihai is too big.

There are a lot of people here that he can see.

There are also many people he despises.

When the enemy is at hand.

Nuota's Wang family of Beihai has put all their insistence on a young woman.

They hid on the stage.

Standing behind Wang Yuetong.

It's quiet.

You

Li Tianlan looks at the crowd in the dark.

Why do you take it for granted?

He raised his hand indifferently.

Wind and rain all over the sky, endless rain seems to be connected into a line in an instant.

The light of the sword was shining in the rain.

Li Tianlan waved his hand.

With the sword of rain suddenly appeared in front of the tide.

Soft rain chopped tears, all the way down, in an instant chopped his body.

Blood burst out all over the sky.

Li Tianlan strides forward, faster and faster.

Wang Yuetong kept retreating, holding the sword's palm shaking.

"Who else wants to die?"

Li Tianlan's voice is calm with a touch of extreme ferocity.

No one spoke.

At this moment, everyone can feel li Tianlan's undisguised killing intention.

The young east emperor seems to have been completely angered by Wang Yuetong's embarrassment. At this time, anyone who dares to step forward will almost end up with the tide.

"Stop killing people... Why do you do this?"

Wang Yuetong cried more and more loudly.

Li Tianlan looks at her deeply.

He can see her dilemma and struggle.

Wang people in Beihai can also see it.

But there was no one speaking on the silent stage.

Li Tianlan laughed.

At this moment, Wang Yuetong takes all the insistence of Beihai Wang family, the last insistence.

There must be an explanation for such persistence.

Such an account can't be given by the Wang family of Beihai.

But Li Tianlan gave it.

"All this today."

Li Tianlan looked into Wang Yuetong's eyes: "I'm sorry. But likewise, Wang of Beihai, I'm sorry for you. "

He looked at the approaching stage.

He went through the North Sea and passed by one city after another for this purpose.

He has come here.

No one can stop him from moving forward.

Wang Yuetong can't.

Lin Fengting.

No way!

Li Tianlan stretched out her hand.

He stretched out his hand to Wang Yuetong.

The sharp edge of the sword was still in front of them.

The sword is long.

It seems that he wants to touch Wang Yuetong's face, but this sword represents too much distance between them. His palm is still a little less than Wang Yuetong's face.

Li Tianlan smile, soft voice way: "you want to give the North Sea account, I give you."

The palm of his hand suddenly clenched.

The fierce sword Qi suddenly scattered and quickly gathered.

There was a violent wind under the heavy rain.

The wind with sword Qi blows the space, and the whole world seems to be compressing.

Heavy but without the slightest edge of the sword, instantly controlled Wang Yuetong's body.

Wang Yuetong opened his eyes in horror and exclaimed, "no!"

The sword fell on her and on her hand.

Invisible sword with her irresistible force to push her forward.

There's only one step.

"Chi!"

In the dull voice, the sharp edge of the sword stabbed into Li Tianlan's chest and penetrated from behind him.

Wang Yuetong's eyes were red for a moment.

She let go of her grip and trembled.

Li Tianlan's palm touched Wang Yuetong's face, so soft, so gentle.

Wang Yuetong looks at her with dull eyes.

At this moment, it seems that everything has lost its meaning.

Li Tianlan, whose mouth is bleeding, squints at the quivering sword edge on his chest.

At that moment, he forcibly controlled Wang Yuetong's body and the sword in her hand.

He took the initiative to let Wang Yuetong pierce his body with a sword.

Maybe it's just a centimeter away, and the sword will pierce his heart.

This feeling

He laughed: "it hurts."

Dense white fog slowly emerged around him.

The last trace of concern in Li Tianlan's eyes completely disappeared.

He looked at Xiaoxiong stage, his eyes full of indifference and firmness.

His body was slightly taut, and his arms suddenly shook in everyone's sight.

"Click."

In the clear sound of breaking, the sword inserted in Li Tianlan's chest suddenly broke.

The broken sword fell at the foot of Li Tianlan, and the sword edge from his back flew out.

Li Tianlan spat out a mouthful of blood.

More blood flowed from his chest.

"Tianlan!"

The dull Wang Yuetong finally returns to his senses and rushes to Li Tianlan, but he doesn't dare to touch him.

In a short time, the speed of blood flowing from Li Tianlan's chest has slowed down a lot.

The sword wound is still bloody and cannot be healed for the time being.

But Li Tianlan suddenly became weak, and his breath became stable again.

"Tianlan..."

Wang Yuetong's voice is confused and crazy.

Li Tianlan pulled her palm and pulled her body.

He reached out and raised her face, looked at the confused, crazy eyes, and ordered, "close your eyes."

Wang Yuetong's long eyelashes quiver gently in the wind and rain, but he tries to open his eyes.

Li Tianlan lowered his head, in everyone's sight, slowly but firmly kiss down.