Approaching again, Xia Yiping had no scruples about the idiot with those three-handed tricks, but the idiot didn't seem to notice the subtle change in the enemy's mind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Between the lightning and flint, the three handovers of the blades turned out to be Xia Yiping's advantage, one move is greater than one move, and it is becoming more and more obvious, even if these three moves are aimed at An Qiuliang, even if King Xuning, who taught Xia Yiping these three moves, has never fought with An Qiuliang, let alone seen an idiot, but with his ability, he has understood the common points of most martial artists' routines. The martial artists of the world, except for the giant grandmasters of all parties, are afraid that they will all have to suffer when they first see this strange trick.

The sound of the battle subsided, and a sudden sound came, and it turned out that the tragic sword in the hand of the idiot was first knocked away and then fell on the wild overlord. Xia Yiping's giant sword had pierced the idiot, but his vigilance had not diminished in the slightest, because he could clearly see that no fresh blood was coming out from under the tattered clothes.

The idiot looked down at his pierced abdomen, he was still expressionless, and he didn't say a word, no one knew if he felt the pain at this time, but his actions were unhindered, he stretched out his hand behind him, and the sword of sorrow flew back into his hand with a sense of feeling. Seeing this, Xia Yiping reacted for a moment and had to repeat the old trick.

There were three more blade handovers, Xia Yiping's confidence in this strange move had gradually disappeared under the ferocious offensive, and the cold sword tip was pointed at Xia Yiping's throat, not breaking his flesh and making his blood bloom into flowers, and the idiot still decided to let go of this innocent person, even if that person didn't seem to have the same meaning as him. When Xia Yiping came back to his senses, his giant sword had already slashed into the idiot's shoulder and neck along the idiot's collarbone, and on that side, the idiot's arm that was not holding the sword hung down heavily, and his fingertips were so close to his knees.

The chill in his throat dispelled the last trace of his confident blood, Xia Yiping took the sword, took a few steps back, and sighed: "This is the person I can't kill after all!" He fell on his back, although he still had the strength to continue fighting, although his injuries were not enough to make him fall.

The hand holding the sword on one side reached into the armpit on the other side, and held up the drooping shoulder with his wrist, and the idiot continued to move forward, and the Hua family brothers, who had watched the fierce duel just now, felt that the sadness was much weaker, and they seemed to be able to see that Fang had just poured into the body of the person who had drowned a few of them, which was the driving force for his dead body to move.

"Big brother, what should we do?" asked Xiang Hua Prisoner Niu.

Hua Prisoner Niu replied calmly: "Everyone turn their backs, don't greet each other with a straight face, don't stand in his way." He knew that his brother's appearance would cause unwarranted hostility to others, and when the Hua brothers heard this, they immediately turned around and left a way in the direction of the idiot, but there was one person who was different from their Hua brothers, she could also move freely, but she stood on the road and greeted the idiot with a straight face.

She knew that the other boy who rescued the two of them from Yan Tianjing, knew that the boy had a sword that could make people cry, but she never imagined that the idiot would appear in the place where she was in danger with that sword. He came with a wound, and when he came, he looked like a ghost, but he didn't know anything, why he came to save him, and he didn't know what kind of accident he had experienced with the young man.

The idiot got closer and closer, although he restrained the sadness as a support. But he should be freed from sorrow and look at him without crying, this young man who has been snubbed by himself for many days, a young man who begs for his fate and is willing to go with the flow, but on the way of immeasurable fate, he has personally experienced far more changes and pains than he has suffered, who is his persistence and strength born of? Is it the delusional self he is facing?

The idiot stopped, for if he took any further he would crash into delusion, and the moment of silence and stillness seemed to be deliberately left for delusion to scrutinize him. But a moment is only a moment after all, and what the idiot came without warning was an unexpected rudeness, and he suddenly stretched out the hand that was holding his armpit, and put his fist holding the sword against the shoulder of the delusion, pushing the delirium back a few steps. Knowing that the idiot was pushing herself towards the country of Anlu, a place with less strife and more courtesy, she couldn't control herself and walked towards the idiot again, but it was a rude push to meet her.

Delusion was pushed away several times in a row, and each time she was pushed away, the firmer her willingness to go to the idiot, because the power of the idiot's shot became weaker and weaker each time. The same range of movements, the same expressionless face, the same punch to push the delusion away, but in the face of the delusion that is becoming more and more determined, this time it is the idiot himself who regresses. The idiot stood there, and saw in vain that the frost on his face, eyebrows, and eyes gradually sublimated, and his gaze was bright again. His brows moved, as if he was afraid, as if he was in pain, and he had lost the appearance of a ghost.

Foolish hugged him, lifted the injured shoulder for him, and when they hugged each other, the cold and the warm current came to her, it was the blood of the idiot who was integrated with the tragic sword intent, which flowed out of his wound when the idiot became alive again, from the pierced abdomen, from the split shoulder and neck, from the wound that came with it.

Hold it tighter, even if you know it, you can't plug the wound for him, every moan and wail of the idiot is a delusional empathy, and it also gives delusion a moment of joy, he has become a living person again, but his life is passing non-stop. I just hope that time doesn't go too fast at this moment, and I only hope that I can do more for this hard-working young man, even if it's just a little longer.

The Hua brothers who turned their backs quickly noticed this change, they secretly turned around to look, and gradually they had the courage to walk towards the two idiots, and the bright blades had shone the cold light on them, but the two of them didn't know it. But at this point......

"Stop!" A high-pitched voice seemed to fall from the sky, and the movements of the Hua brothers were suppressed in an instant. The Hua brothers followed the sound and looked at the sky, but saw two figures fluttering down from the sky. One left and one right fell beside the two idiots, one with a black beard and a red dress, and the other with white hair and black clothes, although they were all thin and weak, but they were also fairy bones, and their bearing was extraordinary.

Hua Prison Niu saw the identities of the two cultivators at a glance and said, "Where are the two cultivators cultivating? Why are you blocking my brothers from doing things? Cultivators have never interfered in mundane matters, and I hope you two will explain it to us clearly." ”

The black-bearded cultivator took a step forward before he said, "Stop!" A voice came from his mouth, and he said in that high-pitched voice: "The two of us are practicing the hidden sect and holding the sword double cultivation, this is the head of the practice hidden sect, Yu Qing, who has this tragic sword as an order. The two of us intervened in this matter, not as cultivators, but as disciples of our own sect. The will of the head of the family is the will of the two of us, and the face of the head of the family is the face of my sect. If anyone dares to offend, and ask for more blessings and longevity!" Although he is not a martial arts practitioner, he can scare the Hua family brothers, who are far more fierce than him in appearance, into a cold sweat.

Hua Prisoner Niu said: "Jianyinmen is also considered to be a famous and decent family in Khotanese Mansion, and the news about it will affect the movement of the entire martial arts, I heard the news that the last disciple of Jianyinmen has left the sect a long time ago, but I don't know that Jianyinmen still exists in the world, and there is still face to defend." ”

"Huh?" the black-bearded cultivator looked angry, "The Hidden Sect has never been defeated! Those who participate in the slander will all bear the hatred of my Hidden Sect! I will get it back one by one! Now! Walk slowly-I won't send it!" He flicked his long sleeves and simply turned his back, disdainfully looking back at the Hua brothers.

The white-haired cultivator wanted to pull the idiot away from his arms, and said in a soft, merciful voice, "Girl, leave him to us in peace! Delusion slowly let go of her hand, her face was covered with the blood of the idiot, looking at the fool's pale face, she seemed to want to say something, but she heard the white-haired cultivator say first: "Girl, go to safety! ”

Although the cultivator's words were soft, they seemed to put everything in the coffin and could not be refuted, so without further words, she turned around and walked in the direction of Anlu Country step by step.

Even though the two cultivators seemed to have their backs to them defenselessly, the Hua brothers could only watch her leave until her emaciated figure disappeared into the horizon.

"Good. The white-haired cultivator nodded, "May you survive this night safely." Goodbye!" The two cultivators jumped up, but their rise seemed to send the two of them and the idiot into the sky unhindered, until the Hua brothers could not detect the height of their head.

Two cultivators, one on the left and one on the right, set up the idiot and walked in the sky. The white-haired cultivator said, "Don't delay!

The black-bearded cultivator took out a jade bottle, and as soon as he opened it, he saw a small golden ball jump into the half-open mouth of the idiot as if it were alive, and golden light appeared all over his body, and every wound healed quickly under the golden light, and his face became rosy. The two cultivators stared at him intently, as if they could discern a lot of information from the golden light.

"This time, there will be no regrets if you follow my choice, right?" said the white-haired cultivator.

"Hmm......" The Blackbeard Cultivator seemed to acquiesce.

The white-haired cultivator continued, "If you were to show up and take him away as soon as he unleashed his Sorrowful Sword, we would have missed a lot of things after that. Sometimes it's okay to be patient and wait for the change. ”

The black-bearded cultivator was impatient: "That's enough! I don't want your smug face to alienate our affection!"

"Alas!" the white-haired cultivator listened, and had no choice but to pick the topic to the other end, "So, fellow Daoist, look at this kid, what do you think of his future?"

The black-bearded cultivator said: "It's up to him, he hasn't been practicing martial arts for a long time, although he has talent, but most of his ability is due to the magic power of this tragic sword." If he can unleash the full potential of this sword, there are probably very few martial artists in the world who can surpass him, but if he wants to be crowned with a 'promising future', it depends on whether he can break through this sword and control the sword intent of the world!"

The white-haired cultivator nodded happily, what he saw was the same as that of the blackbeard cultivator.

The idiot gradually woke up, and for a moment did not notice that there was no place under his feet. He asked the two cultivators weakly:

"...... you?"

The white-haired cultivator smiled kindly at him, "Are you Yu Qing?"

The idiot thought for a while and said, "I'm Yu Qing......"

"That's good! don't think about it, let's rest for now!" the white-haired cultivator just spoke, and the idiot fell asleep.

The Hua family brothers stood there motionless with gloomy faces, they knew that they must not turn a blind eye to what the cultivator said when he was leaving, and they really didn't dare to act rashly at this moment, and the current plan was to spend the night in this open place first. They couldn't protect themselves, so naturally they didn't have the heart to come forward to check Xia Yiping's condition.

At night, the wild overlords all over the ground seemed to engulf the moonlight shining on them, and the whole boundary was so dark that they couldn't see their fingers, and the Hua brothers sat together with their backs to their backs, and did not make a fire, one was worried that the fire would attract something they didn't want to see, and the other was afraid that when their brothers took care of the surrounding movements, the fire would spread on this strange grass that they had never seen before.

At this time, a sentence came to Xia Yiping's ears, "You've been waiting for a long time." ”

Instinctively alert, Xia Yiping turned over and jumped up, jumping a few steps away from the place where he had just waded. The giant sword was clenched, Xia Yiping knew that this right person had come at an inopportune time, but he had no other choice.

The Hua brothers also reacted, they were outstanding, and they rushed over in a moment.

Under the cold light of the giant sword, An Qiuliang was still dressed in night clothes, and the sword of the Kunpeng Thunder Emperor was not unsheathed, but his momentum was indeed not weaker than Xia Yiping's side. Xia Yiping already understood that this was a battle that was lost without a fight.

Hua Prisoner Niu was by Xia Yiping's side, the closest to him, and he encouraged Xia Yiping: "With the ability of the son, it should not be a problem to clean up this traitor! I just ask the son to share a little credit with my brother, don't let my brother go for nothing!"

Xia Yiping's tone was already a little sad and indignant, "Stand back! I can't save your lives this time!"

"This ......" Hua Prisoner Niu never imagined that the fight with the young man could make this young hero say such deflating words. Hua Prisoner Niu didn't want to lose face, he still said righteously: "In that case! I don't want to get involved in Childe's merits anymore! But if there are variables, we are still willing to make amends for Childe!"

"Hmph, stop!" Xia Yiping glared at Brother Hua Niu angrily and said, "Don't you know yourself? Who is the variable? It's you! I can't do anything, it's all up to your brothers! Don't get out of here!"

"Ahh

An Qiuliang said to Xia Yiping with a relaxed face: "Before the fight, I want to ask you one thing first. ”

"What?" Xia Yiping held his sword tighter.

"Why are you waiting for me here? Wait so long? If they were still alive, they should have revealed my possible whereabouts a long time ago, you can kill me by surprise if you ambush me anywhere, why bother in such an open place?"

Xia Yiping said: "Because we are both swordsmen and are close in age, I am willing to wait for you to complete those unfinished things, but I wish to kill you again!"

"Good. An Qiuliang bowed deeply to him, "I also saw that you didn't bully my sister with those men, with these two things, I can spare your life!"

"Arrogance!" Xia Yiping was furious, and he actually killed An Qiuliang without saying hello, and the starting hand was the three-handed trick that King Xuning taught him!

"'Crazy'?" An Qiuliang said, "Ha! This is a word that goes well with my sister." Thank you in advance! It's a pity that I wanted to see your unique swordsmanship, but you fooled me with those strange tricks that I used a few times! If I hadn't seen you fight the person who helped my sister before, you might still have made me suffer, and I might have gained something, but at the moment, those few tricks are boring for me!" The speed of his speech was not very fast, even if Xia Yiping was not close to him when he spoke, but at this moment Xia Yiping was honestly standing in front of him, the speed of the Kunpeng Thunder Emperor's sword out of the sheath had exceeded Xia Yiping's expectations, this sword had pierced into Xia Yiping's body, but it was not pierced, nor did it cause much damage to Xia Yiping, but I don't know what means, points or seals completely restricted Xia Yiping's movements, Xia Yiping could see with both eyes at this time, and his ears could hear the sound, but he couldn't move for half a minute.

"Wait for me for a moment. An Qiuliang said, only leaving the Kunpeng Thunder Emperor's sword on Xia Yiping's body, and then turned to leave, and after a while, the Hua brothers who fled in eight directions were all captured by him regardless of life or death, and stacked them in front of Xia Yiping's eyes one by one.

An Qiuliang's breath was steady, not like he had just spent a lot of time, "These people are your enemies and my enemies, let's watch them leave!"

Xia Yiping's eyes suddenly dimmed and blurred, although he couldn't move, he didn't want to see this happen from the bottom of his heart. He vaguely saw a flame bloom in front of him, and then his eyes went black, he knew that he was so close to the flames, and he might even be burned by the flames, but he only felt the cold in his heart and his body shuddered.

After dawn, another group of people with the same goal as the Hua brothers came here, and they only saw Xia Yiping standing motionless in front of a pile of charred corpses, while the Kunpeng Thunder Emperor's Sword and An Qiuliang had long since disappeared.

......

In front of the gate of Pirong City, Lian Bo looked at a soldier standing guard, and the soldier also looked down at him, his eyes full of disdain. Lian Bo walked away with a grin, and the two of them obviously followed him away.

The younger of the two said: "The military advisor is very good, but the next time you are annoyed by others, we will not stand up for you!"

"Hahaha!" Lian Bo smiled, "Lord Du, don't make fun of Lian someone anymore! You should answer my question first, saying that the soldiers of Xuning Mansion, who is known as the most severe military discipline in the Shengping Dynasty, are superior or inferior compared to the soldiers of our Dragon Slaying Army?"

"Well...... Du Shiwei thought for a while and said, "From a distance, the two families are the same neat, but the people and horses developed by the Dragon Slayer Army are all personnel recruited by us after entering the sea, and they have never really been on the battlefield, but the soldiers in the army of Xuning Mansion who can be stationed in this important town of Pirong City must be soldiers who have experienced one in a hundred battles and ten miles! In my humble opinion, I am afraid that the Dragon Slayer Army at this time is not enough to compete with the strength of this city." ”

"Oh?" Lian Bo's expression was full of sarcasm, "Then Lian someone only told the lord one thing. ”

"Strategist, please. ”

"The drills of the Dragon Slayer Army, no! The training of the soldiers and horses when the king was overseas was all handled by me!" Lian Bo said, "The soldiers trained by my hands, outsiders can only see their merits, and then think that they are ruined by the outside. We only regarded ourselves as a third party other than the Dragon Slayer Army and Xuning Mansion, and we didn't know anything about these two sides, and only retained the impression that the Dragon Slayer Army looked like this. But when I saw the real reaction of the soldiers in Xuning Mansion. My pleasure is not for me to deceive myself anymore!"