There is a gentleman, and the hero swords.

It was Jiang Li who came.

His natural majesty and unusual military uniform made the three hundred forbidden soldiers directly lose their heads, and they didn't react to stop it, but involuntarily gave way to it.

The three hundred forbidden troops are like wolves, full of blood and bones. Jiang Li walked so lightly, his steps were elegant and leisurely, and he didn't even look at others.

He just looked at Xin Yi.

"Qingqing. Ten steps away, he stood tall and jade, called Xin Yi's small characters, and smiled at Xin Yi.

Spring shine sprinkled on the corners of his curved lips, fragrant April days, mixed peanut trees.

"Childe. Xin Yi only said two words, wanting to ask him why he didn't want to appear, why he was holding a sword and wearing a military uniform, but he couldn't say anything.

She was hot from the tip of her heart to her eyes. There was only room for him in his sight, and at first glance there was a curtain of water in front of him.

And Wang Jian finally came to his senses.

The lower lip of the overly shocked snapped shut, Wang Jian's face turned from blue to red, and finally laughed angrily.

"Where did the chess boy come from? Are you confused in chess, or is the hero here to save the beauty?"

When Wang Jian said the second half of the sentence, he glanced at Xin Yi teasingly, and immediately laughed out loud.

The northern suburbs also burst into laughter at the same time. The smile was so cheerful that even the fishy clouds above were diluted.

After the initial shock, no one took Jiang Li seriously.

It's just a commoner who can play chess, at best, from some rumors in Chang'an City, there is a joke about scholars saving beauty and embroidering pillows.

Just a joke. Or just have fun. Wang Jian and the forbidden soldiers laughed so much that they couldn't straighten their waists.

Even Xin Yi pursed his lips in embarrassment, and said worriedly to Jiang Li: "If Gongzi comes to save people, there is no need." Even if Gongzi knows how to fight with some fists and kicks, how can he confront the 300 forbidden army? But I also asked the son to leave quickly, and the slave did not want to affect the child's life. ”

Wang Jian also plucked his ears funny, waved his hand and said: "Chess boy, the old man has no deep grudge against you, so that the forbidden army kills you and the people, it seems that I, Wang Jian, are too bullying." That's it, you just leave quickly, and the old man won't pursue you. ”

Xin Yi was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he was still relieved.

The forbidden soldiers also had no objection, thinking that cutting a civilian would be dirty with their swords.

However, Jiang Li, who had been silent all along, hooked the corners of his lips.

It was a grim reaper's smile.

Immediately, I saw a flash of sword light in the field, like lightning piercing the night sky, and swept towards Wang Jian with lightning speed.

The sword light was so fast that the figure couldn't see clearly, and I saw the spring breeze sweeping the poplars.

The killing intent was too fast, so fast that it was too late for any soldier or guard, and one after another blood flowers burst out.

Before the sword could be drawn out of the forbidden army, anyone who stood in the way of the sword light fell into a pool of blood.

The unstoppable momentum is coming in a flash. Wang Jian's shadow guards finally reacted.

"Protect your lord!" a few exclamations, a few sharp swords colliding, a dull sound of stagnant footsteps.

Only then did everyone wake up like a dream, and they felt afraid: Jiang Li was holding a long sword in his hand, and he was only five steps away from Wang Jian. The Wang family shadow guard crossed between him and Wang Jian and stopped his sword.

And behind him, the corpse fell like a harvest. Blood stained his blade red, splashing on his cheek.

He raised his eyes and looked directly at Wang Jian, his eyes were like cold stars, and his smile was like Shura-

"If it's too late, I'll kill you. ”

is still as soft as a spring tone, but the killing intent soaked in the bones is lined with blood at the corners of his lips, which is more and more weird and terrifying.

Wang Jian shuddered. Subconsciously reached out and touched his neck, and his distorted eyebrows and eyes were quickly enveloped in anger.

Everyone could see it: in response to ridicule and contempt, Jiang Li directly drew his sword. In an instant, he took five steps in front of Wang Jian's body, revealing the most obvious disguise.

Those with butterfly-like bright wings are often highly poisonous Gu worms.

"Okay, what a hidden chess boy! Since you want to be a hero and save the beauty, then the old man will send you to the underground together!

The cold words popped out of Wang Jian's mouth, breaking his brother's three hundred forbidden troops, and also pulling out the sword of revenge.

"Kill!" The forbidden army pounced on them in an instant like hungry wolves pressed by the black.

"Kill!" Jiang Li also snorted, and the sword light suddenly flourished, and he greeted him.

Xin Yi's pupils contracted suddenly. Seeing Jiang Li's joy, as well as his relief when he took five steps in front of Wang Jian, he was suddenly overwhelmed by anxiety.

"Childe be careful! That's a full 300 forbidden army! Even if Childe is good at martial arts, but the ants bite the elephant to death! Childe can't! Don't do it! Slave beg, go back! Don't fight!"

Hearing Xin Yi's urgent call, Jiang Li pressed his sword, turned half his head, and smiled gently: "Just stay there and watch me carefully." Shrewd. ”

Shrewd.

The last word is ambiguous.

Even if it was out of place, Xin Yi instinctively blushed and said in a low voice: "In front of the public, there is no shame." ”

But she no longer called or stopped. The moment her heart collapsed, she trusted Jiang Li unconditionally.

Even if the opponent is the 300 forbidden army and the Wang family, she almost blindly believes that he will be fine. will protect her well, and will keep herself safe.

The rest of the lives of the two are still long. She wouldn't allow it, and neither would he, and either would quit halfway.

Sword light, sword shadow, blood flower, scream. Become all in the field.

Three hundred to one, it is obviously crushing, but it seems to have become a one-person sword training ground.

The man treated the forbidden soldiers as ants, and was only worthy of his own sword training ground.

I saw that he was like a dragon, his sword was like a rainbow, and he walked through the forbidden army with the footsteps of stepping on the snow, and the sword god who supported him was haunted, and a sword sealed his throat.

The sword light brought up silver circles of light in the air, as bright as a full moon, but it contained endless killing intentions, and the red blood flowers kept blooming, dyeing him red.

Elegant, skillful, vicious, sophisticated. It is unimaginable that the man who can only play chess in the eyes of the world can have such amazing skills.

When the slumbering gluttony awakens, it is a terrible hunger.

And this glutton, in a fan shape, fought in front of Xin Yi, protecting Xin Yi and the Xin clan very well, and half of the forbidden army could not come close.

Protect one person, block thousands of troops.

"No, it's not amazing, it's just a ghost!" Wang Jian's teeth suddenly gritted, "I can't keep it! I can't leave it! I can't keep it! The forbidden army listens to the order! If Jiang Li doesn't die, then you wait for death! Give the old man a head!"

At the sound of an order, the crushing of the forbidden army became more and more crazy. They could no longer underestimate Jiang Li, and they couldn't even treat him as a "person".

It's the ghosts.

He only had a small wound on his body that was not in the way, and the forbidden army that died under his sword was tired to dozens. And his sword momentum was still unabated, and the killing intent became more and more intense to the point of fright.

Blood stained his unicorn armor, and his sword haunted with a ghost, but his eyes burned more and more, as if a blazing fire was lit there.

Fight! For the ambition of a man! For the name of the sword!

However, in the end, the disparity in numbers is too great. No matter how beautiful the forest is, it can't stop the gnawing of thousands of white beetles.

One moment, two moments, three moments......

Finally, Jiang Li's sword momentum slowed down. The light steps became heavy, and the blood-spattered face showed exhaustion.