Chapter 593: The Death of Ye Xuan!

Ye Xuan also knows in his heart that he is now at the end of the road. He clenched the blood-stained bamboo sword and observed the true qi in his body. At this moment, there was little true qi left in his body. The old man in black robe fell into weakness, and the fire could no longer be used, and he was on the verge of the end.

However, even so, he stood in front of the entrance of the Xiangyu Pavilion, motionless, looking at Jiang Qin and others coldly.

He was blocked in front of the entrance of Xiangyu Pavilion.

His feet are full of corpses.

Those people are all trying to break into the Xiangyu Pavilion to kill Lin Zhimeng.

And now, can he resist Jiang Qin and others?

"Hahahaha!"

Fang Cunlong saw the faint fire disappear, and his face showed a little ferociousness and said, "Ye Xuan, now I want to see. You still have some means to use it!"

He naturally hates Ye Xuan for the broken arm. You know, if the arm is broken, he will never find it back.

In the Kingdom of Snow God, they knew that Ye Xuan had that strange flame, but although the strange flame was tricky, it had a time limit.

If the time of manipulation is not taken back into the spirit beast bag, the soul of the fire will gradually wake up and devour the old man in black robes. Therefore, when the time comes, the fire will have to be taken back.

This is also the reason why Ye Xuan must withdraw the fire when the time comes.

Jiang Qin stood with his hands, looked at Ye Xuan, and said calmly, "Ye Xuan, that's it! There is little left of your true spirit, so there is no need to support it!"

"Is this the gap between the monk of the Holy Palace and the realm of Ningzhen..." Ye Xuan muttered to himself, somewhat powerless in his eyes.

Fang Cunlong gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense with him? I'm going to kill him!"

Fang Cunlong was furious, and he heard that Ye Xuanzhen had little energy left, and he was even more unscrupulous. At this time, Fang Cunlong had no scruples. With a mouth, a green sword spit out of his mouth. As soon as the emerald sword appeared, the square inch dragon clicked the sword.

"Go!"

"Wo!"

The square inch dragon controlled the sword and rushed directly to Ye Xuan.

Seeing that Fang Cunlong took action, Jiang Qin and Huang Wenxing stopped talking nonsense. They hit their own magic weapons one by one and went towards Ye Xuan one after another.

Ye Xuan frowned and saw the emerald sword coming towards him, knowing that the emerald sword was a treasure. He poured his sword into the bamboo sword, raised his arm, and only heard a zheng, and the flying sword was repelled by his bamboo sword.

However, although the flying sword was repelled, it returned in an instant and rushed to Ye Xuan again.

Ye Xuan can only wave the bamboo sword again and force the flying sword back, but the few true qi he has left will not last long.

At this time, the spells of Jiang Qin and Huang Wenxing were also approaching. Ye Xuan's heart was awe-inspiring and quickly manipulated the sword in the field of sword to resist. However, the power of the two spells was too powerful.

"Go to hell!" Fangcun Longli shouted.

Ye Xuan had to deal with this flying sword, but Jiang Qin and Huang Wenxing did not show mercy, and the spells came one after another. Ye Xuan...

There is no way to resist.

Three-sided ring-

At this time, Jiang Qin's palm finally succeeded and bombarded Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was bombarded by this palm, and his body suddenly trembled.

The blood sprayed out.

Ye Xuan was injured.

......

At the same time, Lin Zhimeng sat in the Xiangyu Pavilion. Her eyes were full of empty eyes, as if tears had worked hard. Her hand held a small box tightly, and it was not difficult to see that her hands were shaking.

Her ears were fully devoted to the sound of the battle of your Xiangyu, and she could hear the continuous sound of fighting outside the Xiangyu Pavilion.

After Ye Xuan went down, the battle sound of Xiangyu Pavilion never stopped.

She doesn't know what kind of fierce battle Ye Xuan is doing below--

However, the sound is getting smaller and smaller.

The sound of the continuous battle gradually subsided.

so that——

At that moment, the surroundings suddenly quieted down.

Hearing the silence around him, Lin Zhimeng seemed to be a frightened deer. His delicate body suddenly trembled, crying that had just stopped, and the tears that had just been wiped dry couldn't stop being born again.

A tear slowly dripped down the face and fell into the quaint box. No one knew what was in the quaint box--

It seems that the string was broken when playing the piano. At this moment, because the string was broken, the sound stopped.

Quiet——

Everything calmed down.

No matter how many struggles there are, it will be a fore in the end.

Soon, Lin Zhimeng's tears became more and more.

"If... they come up, it means that I'm dead." Ye Xuan's words were still vivid in his ears. Hearing this, Lin Zhimeng clenched the small box.

Lin Zhimeng sobbed, his eyes were wet, and tears fell like rain. She is so smart that she can't guess that the sound of the battle outside still continues, which means that Ye Xuan is still alive, and if the sound of the battle outside stops, does it mean that Ye Xuan is dead?

The sound outside still persists, which means that Ye Xuan is still persisting, but if the battle continues to stop, everything will be completely quiet...

"If I die, will you shed tears for me?"

Lin Zhimeng has cried into tears.

I don't have time to wipe the tears in my eyes.

At this time, the answer is clear.

Lin Zhimeng is just a helpless little girl now. How much she wants the sound of the battle below to last for a while, at least that means that Ye Xuan is still alive. However, the sound of the battle completely stopped and calmed down.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhimeng no longer hesitated and opened the simple box clenched in her hand.

In this small box, there is a bright-like pill.

Tears fell on the bright Danwan. Lin Zhimeng clenched the Danwan and waited quietly.

This extremely quiet time seems to be the last time to death.

It's just that the heartfelt heartache, but it's too late to dissipate, not because of her upcoming death, but because Ye Xuan left him--

She can face her death calmly, but when she thinks of Ye Xuan's result, she can no longer control her emotions.

......

"Ha!"

Ye Xuan sprayed out with a mouthful of blood.

He tried to lift his stiff right arm. At this time, his left arm had been bombarded by magic and could not be used, and blood slowly flowed down his left arm.

Honglian's left arm is already full of blood.

He held the broken bamboo sword with his right arm and waved it back the two flying swords flying towards him, but felt that his body was gradually losing strength.

"Get out of here!" Ye Xuan's eyes were cold, gritted his teeth and roared, and repelled the spell coming towards him with another sword.

"Puff!"

At this time, blood is spilled.

Ye Xuan's pupils contracted, and his body stiffened, looking at the flying sword passing through his abdomen. At that moment, he only felt a silver light in front of him, and the flying sword passed through his abdomen.

And now, he feels that his body is so cold. It seemed that I could no longer feel the temperature of the world, and the blood fell from my abdomen and could no longer stop.

His body was full of blood and was injured. Even the body of the changed body was broken, which can be said to be scarred.

Full of blood——

Jiang Qin and the others looked at Ye Xuan coldly and couldn't help taking a deep breath.

"It's over." Jiang Qin looked at Ye Xuan and said slowly.

It's really not easy to kill Ye Xuan. At first, he cast spells to seriously damage Ye Xuan, but now, this last sword crosses Ye Xuan's body and kills Ye Xuan's life.

Indeed, it's over.

This sentence was over. Ye Xuan only heard something, and then closed his eyes feebly, and the sound gradually faded away. At this time, he could no longer feel the sound around him. I only felt that the true qi was lost, my body was weak, and my consciousness quickly darkened!

Soon, Ye Xuan's body fell to the ground.

He fell in front of the entrance of Xiangyu Pavilion.

At this time, he tried his best to open his eyes. However, the weakness of his body made even the strength to open his eyes disappear. In the blink of an eye, even the only consciousness would gradually fade away. Ye Xuan knew that he was going to die.

"I'm going to die..." Ye Xuan muttered to himself.

The consciousness is blurred, and it is difficult to even think about one thing.

Grandpa, uncle. Sorry, I'm sorry."

Consciousness——

It gradually darkened.

The breath stops and the breath disappears.

After killing more than 40 holy palace monks, Ye Xuan faced three realms of concentration and finally couldn't resist.

Ye Xuan died.