The three corpses, the thin old man and the burly man showed a three-legged posture of supporting each other, and the three of them took a posture before the attack, slowly approaching the injured man, preventing him from having a chance to show his skills.

Now the three corpses, who had the advantage of time and place, attacked again, and only white gas was entangled in their arms.

The physical skills of the three corpses have always been simple and simple, the fists are all straight and straight, without any fancy skills, the rhythm of the battle is distinct, and the purpose is only to kill, in the face of this wounded Chu Xuanzhao plus two martial arts masters with the same strength as himself as a cover, he can launch an attack unscrupulously.

But now, he could clearly feel that Chu Xuanzhao's breathing rhythm was beginning to be disordered, and the heroic sacrifice of these three thousand cavalrymen had consumed most of the qi in his body, even if he was pregnant with the king's breath?

In the face of his indomitable charge, Chu Xianzhao always had a sword on the ground and did not have the posture of lifting his sword, which made him even more excited to take the head of others with his blade.

The three corpses stacked the thick qi machine on their five fingers, and only then did they think of bursting the life gate in his body with their hearts, but Chu Xuanzhao suddenly raised his sword sideways and slapped him in the waist, letting his hand blade wipe his face.

Just as Chu Xianzhao was about to raise his sword to cut off his head, the burly man deceived himself and pulled out so heavy that he was entangled with Chu Xianzhao for a while, which made the three corpses turn around.

The three corpses watched the burly man and Chu Xuanzhao slash each other in close combat, gasped for breath to stabilize their breathing, and laughed loudly: "Come again!"

The burly man who competed with Chu Xuanzhao for swords was named Murong Luo, who once killed hundreds of Yinguo iron cavalry in the battle of Xilin, relying on simple and strong sword skills, and was the leading sword master in Xilin.

The heavy knife in his hand was opened by Su Shuntian after he ascended the throne to reward those generals who followed him, and Murong Luo was given this famous knife that symbolizes the master of the royal family, the "Earthquake Heaven" knife weighs fifty-eight pounds, and it is difficult for ordinary martial artists to hold it with one hand.

Chu Xianzhao didn't dare to block his heavy sword at will in a close sword battle with him, but Murong Luo also saw Chu Xianzhao's majestic sword qi surging like a dragon, he didn't dare to take it lightly in the face of such an opponent, if he let the other party roll his head with sword qi in one go, it would be a joke.

Just as he struggled to stab Chu Xuanzhao in the chest with the tip of his knife, he was slashed by Chu Xuanzhao with a sword to his throat like fighting for his life, so that he had to give up the attack and pass by Chu Xuanzhao.

The man wiped away his sweat and spit out a mouthful of heavy turbidity, waved his heavy knife and laughed loudly: "I thought it would be a big joke to deal with a yellow-haired boy who dispatched an army of 3,000 people, but now I was wrong, you kid really has the potential to fight 10,000 enemies, but you can really defeat the three of me to attack together?"

The man was a little surprised by the young man's endurance, Chu Xianzhao silently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and the three of them really came to surprise him, but when he was trained by Guan Chang Ye with hundreds of sword qi in one day, how could he be beaten in vain?

Chu Xianzhao didn't dare to say that he could slaughter all three of them, the martial arts masters and those cavalry were not people on the same level at all, and if he was not careful, he would end up dead.

Just before they came to trouble him, he had already used the letter eagle to send a message to the border guards, as long as he held on to the three incense sticks for a long time, the mighty green eagle battalion iron cavalry would rush to attack and trample the three so-called martial arts masters into pulp.

In this way, Chu Xuanzhao was intending to delay now, and Murong Luo attacked again, the soil under his feet was tumbling and splashing, rushing like thunder, and life and death were on the line.

Chu Xuanzhao no longer had the heart to think about anything else, Guan Changye told himself that the real swordsmanship master was by no means those who liked to nag and talk nonsense before and after the sword competition, and when they were at a disadvantage, they said a lot of nonsense that didn't make sense, and in the end, it wasn't that people had their heads removed.

Silence is a basic quality of a swordsman, and when you wield a sword to slash your opponent, the whole world will speak for your sword.

The so-called sword qi like a rainbow is just the result of the swordsman's accumulation of sword intent, and when the sword intent is at its peak, the sword qi is long, and only in this way can he let his sword cross the river and kill the dragon, and dare to call the immortals to fall into the world.

Chu Xianzhao did not avoid going straight to meet the enemy, and his sword intent rose again and again, which instead catered to Murong Luo's intentions, he had not been able to kill people heartily in the past ten years, and finally met someone who dared to argue with him, how wonderful it was to use a sword to meet a sword.

A master like himself who has basically reached the top of the martial arts bottle needs this kind of amazing junior to compete with him, and maybe he can get some kind of spiritual state of mind from him.

Especially when he saw that Chu Xianzhao could be so majestic when he killed people with extremely long sword qi, he couldn't help but praise Wang Xi for being worthy of being Wang Xi, this body qi is much more than those martial artists who have been practicing hard for many years, maybe after he kills him and takes the power in his body, his strength will skyrocket by a level, thinking that this unexpected surprise will fall on him, the sword gang on the heavy knife rolled like thunder.

The Dragon Sparrow Sword in Chu Xianzhao's hand suddenly shone brightly, and the sword qi rolled like a bright moon rising from the sea, and calmly reminded: "It's time for you to die now." ”

The young man's sword qi rose and swayed, rising from the ground. The brazen attack made this already perfect sword qi more and more intense, and in one go, he used the sword to roll the thunder and repeatedly slash at Murong Luo's heavy knife, but the sword qi was instantly dispersed by Murong Luo's sword, which was still far from Chu Xuanzhao compared to the essence of this kind of thing.

The young man was not shocked, and continued to accumulate sword qi and roll to attack, but Murong Luo's sword guard was not leaky, and the sword qi could not break through his protective body at all.

Murong Luo frowned, the green tendons in his right arm burst out, and the man slashed hard at Chu Xuanzhao's chest, which was blocked by the young man's horizontal sword.

Chu Xianzhao took a heavy knife, his body flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and after landing, he rolled a few times and turned over just now

Steady.

Chu Xianzhao spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were a little more dignified than just now.

Murong Luo only felt that it was getting more and more interesting, this kid could actually block his full blow.

The man slowly walked towards Chu Xuanzhao with his knife, and the thick sword on the heavy knife gradually converged, "I admit that you kid is very powerful, I don't know how many times stronger than we did back then, if you are given another thirty or fifty years to grow, you may become a master of the world, and finally met such a good seedling, I am really reluctant to kill ......"

As he spoke, the man slashed out again, and the amplitude of his arm became fuller and thicker, slashing towards Chu Xianzhao with a rolling wind and thunder-like momentum.

Chu instantly summoned the breath and exhaled, the qi in his body flowed again, and he jumped up, and the dragon sparrow sword in his hand with a fluttering arc met this sword.

The sword slashes out a slanted cross in mid-air!

At this moment, wisps of qi sputtered out from the junction of the swords, but the man's sword was superior, and Chu instantly summoned to kill three thousand cavalry in one go, which was already the limit, and the wound in the abdomen was still bleeding out.

At this time, he was no longer invulnerable, the sword qi was pressed by the sword gang, the man was so violent that he was unforgiving, wielding a heavy knife violently, the sword was in his hand, and the sword light and sword shadow were dazzling for a while.

The man slashed hard at Chu Xianzhao's sword, and the huge shock caught Chu Xianzhao off guard, falling from mid-air like a kite.

When Chu Xianzhao landed on the ground, his hair was already scattered, and the man shook off a few drops of blood from the heavy knife, laughing fiercely.

The man strode towards Chu Xuanzhao, raising his heavy sword and sneering fiercely.

Chu instantly summoned a carp to jump up from the ground and whip his leg to sweep towards the man's head, Murong Luo raised his arm to block, but was shocked by that force.

Chu Xuanzhao suddenly let go of the Dragon Bird Sword, and his body leaned back like a full bow string, and continued to sweep out with a whip leg, and the man simply sank into the dantian's feet and took root, and used the blade to block this whip leg.

Chu Xuanzhao deliberately let this whip leg miss so that he passed by the man, picked up the Dragon Bird Sword, and rolled down into the grass behind.

The man suddenly felt that something was wrong, only to see that his abdomen was dripping with blood, and then he felt pain, if it was a little deeper, he was afraid that even his intestines would have to slide out.

Murong Luo was completely furious and raised his knife. The bones of his whole body creaked, and Chu Xianzhao clenched the sword with his backhand to breathe and operate the sword qi in his body, and the crimson sword qi slashed out from his sword body again and again.

Murong Luo didn't dodge those terrifying sword qi either, and the sword qi cut a blood groove on his body.

The man's blood-red eyes strode towards Chu Xuanzhao, his body exuding a stronger and stronger murderous aura, Murong Luo, who had been ruthlessly calculated, gritted his teeth and said: "Young master, this person is handed over to me to kill, Lao Tzu will cut him off and collect his corpse in person!"

The three corpses stood up and sneered: "Remember to spare his life, the royal breath in his body is mine, if it is taken away by you, don't blame Young Master Ben for killing you with his own hands and snatching it." ”

Murong Luo, who was furious, did not reply to the words of the three corpses, but just raised the heavy knife with a hideous face.

At this moment, Chu Xianzhao once again felt the situation of the death battle during the battle of Yan Mang.

The young man slowly closed his eyes, and let the qi in his body flow to the sea and then return, the so-called life and death line has a great understanding, if this battlefield has become a slaughterhouse for slaughtering livestock, then the person standing here is the king of Senluo Yama.

Chu Xianzhao faced the three corpses and slowly exhaled a breath: "I might as well tell you, my master is your sword god Guan Changye in the west, Chu Xiaohua, you are not afraid, the sword god in the west should always be afraid, right?"

The three corpses laughed and said: "What about the Xilin Sword God, this Sword God was once my father's defeated general, compared to my father's return to life, it is far worse, as long as my father is willing, he can enter the immortal realm at any time!"

Chu Xianzhao wrote lightly: "Immortals, right? I haven't killed an immortal yet, and after I kill you, I will naturally go to your father to settle accounts, I want to see what color this immortal's blood is?"

The man roared, this roar showed that he had done his best, this was Chu Xuanzhao's best chance to attack!

Chu Xianzhao stomped on the ground suddenly, and the whole person turned into a phantom, in the face of such a life and death situation, Chu Zhaozhao must incarnate himself as the king of Hades!

Guan Changye once told himself that the last sword in the swordsmanship duel must condense the murderous aura of the whole body on the blade of the sword, and the murderous aura is more important than the sword qi at such a moment, and the so-called murderous sword is to determine life and death with a sword.

Chu Xianzhao was ready to resist his sword, facing Murong Luo, who was stronger than himself, he couldn't control the result of this sword, either cutting his body by himself, or being cut into pulp by him, but the sword of life and death was like this, even if it was purgatory in front of him, he would not hesitate to step into it.

The two of them have entered a Jedi where there is no way back, either incarnate as Hades at this time, or die and degenerate into ghosts!

The Dragon Sparrow Sword finally roared.

"I have a sword!"

The yang enters the underworld, but for a moment.

Heaven and earth are silent, and blood flows slowly.

I saw that the heavens and the earth saw a grand blood flower explode, and the three corpses stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes.

A tiny crack appeared on the heavy knife, and then slowly cracked, turning into pieces and shattering from the man's hands.

Chu Xianzhao opened his eyes. The Dragon Bird Sword slashed the heavy sword that had tasted the blood of thousands of people with one sword, and the entire sword sank into Murong Luo's body.

Murong Raccoon slowly lowered his head, looking incredulous, Chu Xianzhao suddenly stepped forward and swung his sword to cut off his head

In this Shura battlefield, Chu instantly slashed his body with the Dragon Bird Sword, sword after sword, until there was no longer Murong Luo in front of him, only a pile of disgusting flesh and blood remained.

After Chu Xianzhao stood up straight, he stretched out his hand to stroke the blood-soaked long hair to the back of his head, and unhurriedly pierced Murong Luo's head on the blade of the sword and raised it high!

"You can kill the king of Hades!"

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In late spring and March, the grass grows and flies, the spring rains, and the trees bloom.

For a young woman in her early twenties like Su Changyan, it was really not interesting to wear a blood-red imperial robe and sit on the throne all day.

It is said that when her father had just ascended the throne as the emperor, he worked hard, and the daily review and folding of the text reached 2,000 words, and he couldn't wait to stay in the imperial study for 12 hours a day, and added post stations in various places in the west and set up military guards to the frontier, so that the civil and military attache system continued to improve, so that the emperor himself did not need to spend a lot of energy to do everything, and set up a whistle-blowing system, whether it was a farmer or a woodcutter in the western territory, he had to summon him, and he praised those who were satisfied with the whistleblower, and those who had no factual basis were not investigated, so that the hundred officials in the west would not dare to be corrupt at will**。

Not to mention anything else, at that time, under his conscientious work, although it was not called a strong world, it was also a thriving scene.

If he hadn't built the Xilin Sword Vault, would this scene still exist?

She put down the red pen in her hand and lay lazily on the desk, her white and slender thighs were exposed under the imperial robe, and her jade feet swayed under the desk.

The rain was still falling outside the window, and she thought to herself how nice it would be if she could sleep with the quilt in her arms on such an afternoon, and the sound of frogs near the small pond did not feel noisy.

It's just that these frog cries make her a little drowsy, and there are two young palace maids on duty at the door, if she leaves at will, maybe those courtiers will slander her for being lazy, and she will not be able to leave the imperial study one step further.

Thinking like this, she felt a little aggrieved and unconvinced, and looked up at the window, the peach blossoms that were passing through the red branches were swaying in the spring rain.

She suddenly remembered the small bamboo forest that Chu instantly summoned her, the bamboo was verdant and dripping, and it could grow well without taking care of it often.

In the past, when she was in Yingwan, she would occasionally sit on the small swing in the bamboo forest that she and Chu Xianzhao had made with their own hands, pick up a leaf plucked from the bamboo at any time, and put it to her lips to blow gently.

The girl's song ended, and her eyes were often slightly red.

Before, she was homesick.

Now, she misses him.

At this time, someone walked into the imperial study with a sword, with a green shirt and wide sleeves, and a small bag of newly picked "spring teeth" in his hand.

Su Changyan rubbed his eyes, and the man who came from the imperial sword fell to the ground and bent over, and said with a gentle smile: "Your Majesty, yesterday the minister entrusted someone to send a new "spring tooth" into the palace, and when the emperor used to play in the imperial study, he could drink three pots a day!"

Su Changyan's eyes lit up, as if he had found a reason to be lazy, he stood up at an astonishing speed, and took the bag of "spring teeth" in front of Guan Changye without the majesty of a king

"Uncle Guan, wait, I'll make you tea. ”

Guan Chang couldn't cry and laugh at night and watched this girl busy boiling water and making tea for herself, although she was wearing the same robe as the emperor of the West, but in her bones she seemed to be the maid in the weeping eagle.

It didn't take long for the old sword god to take the cup of tea that was the most precious in the whole of the West and made for him by Her Majesty the Empress herself, and he was not in a hurry to drink it, slowly smelling the fragrance of the tea, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Su Changyan finally had a smile on his face, looked at the old man with his hands on his cheeks, and Guan Changye said while drinking tea: " Some ministers still have to say to His Majesty, now the new military secretary Peng Ji seems to be the son of Peng Guanglin, the old minister of the West, if there was no battlefield ten years ago, he would probably enter the Hanlin Academy step by step to study, and then take the entrance examination for a jinshi and his Lao Tzu to enter the civil official, in the past, the people who could stay in the position of the military department Shangshu for a long time, all of them are superior in force, but now he is let such a powerless scholar to do, I am afraid that he will not be able to convince the public, and his reputation is far inferior to that "pseudo sword fairy" Chen Sanyuan, now Xilin needs someone who can protect His Majesty to serve as an important position in the imperial court. ”

Su Changyan hummed softly, and said with a resolute look in his eyes: " But I want to give him a chance, now Xilin not only needs martial arts powerhouses, but also needs fresh blood, before I returned to China, His Majesty Yinhuang specially said something like this to me, he said that after the death of the country in the west, many pillars of the country fled to the country of Yin to live a life of poverty and incognito, he found out these people did not reveal their identities or what to do to them, but hoped that one day when my brother and I go back to the big red city, they, including their descendants, can come in handy, exchange the jade seal of the west to us, hope to move part of the qi of the town of Xilin to the Yin country, so that our two countries can support each other to grow, He said that if his father continued to forge swords, even if they didn't start a war in the west, the country would slowly decline, Uncle Guan, do you think he was right?"

Guan Changye thought for a moment and said softly: "Chu Xiaohua's words can only be half believed, even if your father does not forge a sword, in the face of such an increasingly powerful country, sooner or later the Yin Kingdom will launch a war against Xilin to annex it, and the Xilin Sword Arsenal is just one of the excuses, but Chu Xiaohua is right, if your father continues to practice swords, the entire Xilin will decline sooner or later." ”

Guan Changye seemed very happy to see Su Changyan's opinion, and smiled sincerely: "As for the matter of the military department's book, the minister will not say much, and the minister believes in His Majesty's arrangement." ”

Su Changyan sighed and said, "I really don't know why my father wants to forge so many swords, isn't it okay for everyone to put down their swords and live well?"