There was silence, and the whole street seemed to be quiet, but there was an extreme tremor in it.

The people watching the battle did not dare to come out, both sides were condensing, not wanting to waste time, but preparing to send a move to solve the battle in the shortest possible time.

The slender jade fingers plucked the strings, and the moment the strings swayed out of the piano sound, a murderous aura also diffused, which woke up those who pitied her beauty. Seeing the black hair scattered and the face like a yaksha, his face turned pale with fright. Nu Shura, this name is known to everyone in the Northern Plains, and the means of killing people are even better than the other five, especially the mourning requiem played with the guqin in his hand is unstoppable.

Suddenly, Zhang Kaifeng moved, the entire restaurant collapsed, and a figure rushed out in the smoke and dust, the speed was too fast for the naked eye to catch his figure.

"Brush!"

The sword qi is a thousand illusions, and the sword qi in the sky is overwhelming, like a raging storm, and the sword momentum of the person wielding the sword is like hooking the Nine Heavens Galaxy, refining the galaxy into the sword, this sword is extremely terrifying.

"Ding!"

The strings were plucked, and in the face of this terrible sword qi, she couldn't hold back, the killing intent in the sword qi was extremely terrifying, and she couldn't help but think about it. Ten fingers beat rapidly, the edge of the strings and the sword were sharp, and the strings beat under her dazzling fingertips, one wave stronger than another.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The sword qi collided with the qi blade of the strings, and the dazzling light covered everything, and no one could see the scene inside, and the rumbling sound only stopped after a stick of incense.

After the silence, Zhang Kaifeng's figure was already standing behind Nu Shura, the peerless holy demon sword in his hand had been inserted into the scabbard, and the guqin in Nu Shura's hand was broken in half, half kneeling on the ground, his face was pale.

"How is that possible!" Nu Shura was terrified, she had just plucked the strings desperately, but she couldn't stop the sword,

"I'm not going to kill you this time, but there's definitely no next time. Zhang Kaifeng turned his back to her, but said another intriguing words: "However, I am looking forward to you coming out behind to fight with me, after all, that person is the top existence among musicians in the world, and he can teach an apprentice like you, how has his entry been over the years." My sword will not only defeat you, but also defeat him, for this requiem is only one of his songs. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhang Kaifeng disappeared here.

Nu Shura didn't think that the words of the magic sword were false, because she really didn't inherit much of that person's skills, but she still felt that the magic sword was really arrogant, and at the same time, she was also looking forward to the arrival of that battle.

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Nangong Liuli, who was guarding the main gate, frowned, there was a lot of movement from the front just now, and he was very worried, because none of the people he sent out came back. This is not a good omen, and if someone were to interfere with it, it would be extremely bad for them.

At the moment when Nangong Liuli hesitated to send someone over, her face changed greatly, everyone was like this, and some people even collapsed to the ground in fright.

The overwhelming murderous aura, cold, this breath passed, and there was no grass, like death walking in the world, harvesting fresh life.

The sound from the street just now has calmed down, and it is conceivable that the battle over there is over, and now this murderous aura is enough to show the horror of the people who came.

Who is it, who is so terrible, although it is worry, although it is fear, but the more dangerous the human heart, the more they want to see the truth.

In the silence of the street, as the increasingly fierce murderous aura approached, many people held their breath. The heart in the body seemed to stop beating, for fear that a single breath would lead to a killing machine.

The person who came was dressed in a black robe, with a sword hanging from his waist, his eyes were sharp, and the murderous aura on his body seemed to be about to turn into substance, especially his saber killing intent was heavier than that of his master, like a fierce soldier waiting to drink blood.

Nangong Liuli was like a great enemy, holding the spear in his hand tightly, slamming it on the stone slab at his feet, his qi was bulging, and he saw blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and he actually walked out of the terrifying murderous illusion with a crippled method. At the same time, the qi machine was shaken out, and the guards next to him woke up.

The person who had just woken up from the murderous illusion of the corpse mountain and sea of blood was weak under his feet, and hurriedly sat on the ground to resist that person's killing intent, his face was as white as paper.

Those guys who want to fish in troubled waters are just taking advantage of the fox and fake tiger power this time, but they don't dare to come out when they see the person walking away in front of them.

"Demon Sword Zhang Kaifeng!" Nangong Liuli gritted her teeth and said with a cold glint in her eyes.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and I had long heard that there was a rising star in the martial arts, who dared to pick up the two major martial arts giants of Yangjiabao and Ziyangmen as soon as he debuted, and then defeated a group of contemporary masters in the land of Yanjing, and the speed of his rise was like a comet. However, when he was buried in the shrine, he was besieged and died, and there was no more news. Let a group of madmen and fierce people who look forward to the demeanor of the magic sword all sigh, although it was revealed afterwards that the magic sword Zhang Kaifeng was the devil sword after the crime, and he was charged with the crime of being a descendant of a traitor, but daring to challenge the rivers and lakes with a sword still made them sincerely admire. Wufu admires the strong, eternal and unchanged, regardless of origin or origin.

"Zhang Gongzi is famous, since he has already participated in this, I will leave later. After a moment of calm, someone took the lead and left.

"Haha, as soon as I see the style of the magic sword today, I will wait for my wish to be fulfilled, and I will no longer bother. Then someone stood up and took someone away.

“～～～～～～～。 ”

One after another, people left one after another, including many young girls, looking at the tall figure, hanging with a sword, really the grace of a swordsman, beautiful eyes and radiant eyes, if it weren't for the elders in the family, I'm afraid they would have to shout. These people are not small, but there are many mixed fish, and they have everything they want when they come this time.

Nangong Liuli's face was extremely ugly, these fox and fake tiger people will die when you are in power, but when you encounter a predicament, of course you will not draw a knife to help, and you must be careful of sticking a knife in your back. The Nangong family's attack on the Demon God Palace this time is like a bamboo, but the hidden worries are not small, otherwise the family would have enjoyed the fruit alone, where would a group of wall grasses be allowed to come over to catch food. The anger in his heart, but his face was not revealed, and now that the situation is in the situation, he can only hope that the victory and defeat in it will end soon, and only characters like the head of the Nangong family can deter this group of unscrupulous people.

"Get out of the way, or we'll all die. Zhang Kaifeng walked slowly.

Nangong Liuli's face changed, and the coercion that belonged to the strong made his body sink, as if the actual murderous aura made him nervous. The person in front of him was too dangerous, he was not sure of victory, and he didn't even have the slightest chance to drag the other party, and the guards around him had long been so shocked by the murderous aura that they lost their fighting spirit.

"What about my brother?" asked Nangong Liuli.

"I never remember. Zhang Kaifeng said.

"What do you know~~~ If it weren't for the fact that my brother had just fought with the Heavenly Demon and injured Nei Yuan, even your Demon Sword Zhang Kaifeng might not be able to defeat him. Nangong Liuli was not angry.

"So what, defeat is defeat, the fact that you can't change it, do you think you can change the result by saying two more words?" Zhang Kaifeng snorted coldly: "If you don't get out of the way, I see that you are tired and crooked." ”

Nangong Liuli's face turned red and he was angry, but he didn't dare to step forward to fight easily, after all, the name of the magic sword was by no means in vain. In fact, he couldn't move at all, because the majestic killing intent weighed him down and he could barely breathe.

～～～～～～

Behind the gate, the old man revealed his identity, first severely injured the Demon God Sky, and then killed the two martial artists of the Demon God Palace, and now he is torturing the three of them with his proud rebellion and return to the Yuan. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his face was hideous, like a yaksha sneering.

"Seeing you in such pain, it would be better for the old man to be merciful and send you on the road. Di Lao smiled and tightened the inner yuan.

The whole Demon God Palace showed a miserable and desperate look, closing their eyes and waiting for the ending that could not be changed.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

“…！”

Suddenly, a roaring sound sounded, and everyone turned their attention in unison, and at the main entrance, the tall gate smoke and dust rolled down. Then the gate recessed inward, and cracks spread from the center to the periphery.

The head of the Nangong family retracted the smile on the corner of his mouth, and his face showed murderous aura, who was the cross-kick at this critical moment, could it be those sworn enemies.

"Peng!"

Finally, the gate that was several feet high came with a bang, but it did not shatter immediately, but smashed towards the ground with incomparable momentum.

The old man stood with his hands in his hands, and he had already let go of the three of them, and Ying Wuyi, who had survived the catastrophe, sat on the ground and bled from seven orifices, and it was already a great fortune to be able to keep a breath, as for the couple, they were already breathless.

(End of chapter)