.read-contentp*{font-style:normal; font-weight:100; text-decoration:none; line-height:inherit;}. read-contentpcite{display:none; visibility:hidden;}

"What the hell do you mean?" Red Nose thought of something that might have trembled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's really beautiful if you look closely, go and accompany my brother, it's also a blessing for him. Boss Shi ignored the red nose, muttered in his mouth, clenched his fists, used all his strength, and smashed it directly.

The hunting fist wind blew Xiao Xue's hair like a knife.

"Yang Fan, you must live!" Xiao Xue looked at the attacking fist with a confused look, she couldn't dodge it, and her body had already lost any sense.

"Bang!" At the moment when she closed her eyes, a loud sound accompanied by a "squeak, squeak" bone cracking sound came into Xiao Xue's ears.

Xiao Xue suddenly opened her eyes, and what caught her eyelids was a green shirt and a three-foot sword that exuded endless sword intent. Looking at this back, Xiao Xue smiled, and her body fell directly to the ground as soon as her body became weak.

A pair of vigorous and powerful palms supported Xiao Xue's body, and the rolling heaven and earth spiritual power entered Xiao Xue's body from the palm of his palm, "Are you better?"

Listening to this soft voice, Xiao Xue's eyes turned red, and she hoarsely voiced: "Uncle Yang, go and save Yang Fan!"

"It's okay, let's settle this place first!" the gentle voice said with an unwavering tone.

"But Yang Fan!" Xiao Xue tugged at Yang Shuo's sleeve and refused to let go.

"Miss!" At this moment, a green figure rushed from behind, crying, and hugged Xiao Xue.

"Miss, are you okay, the lord and the lord are here, we met Xinying, and the lord brought me here. Lu E cried as he spoke.

Yang Shuo rubbed Xiao Xue's long scattered hair: "Father has already gone, and his speed is much faster than mine." After speaking, his gaze turned to Boss Shi and the others, and his sharp gaze shot over like a sharp sword.

"I think I haven't made a move for many years, and the people of the empire have forgotten about me. As Yang Shuo's momentum slowly emanated, the room became silent, leaving only the rustle of the breeze across the grass.

"Who are you?" Boss Shi's voice became hoarse, struggling to get half up, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.

Yang Shuo frowned, ignoring Boss Shi's words at all, the three-foot sword he carried with him made a loud humming sound, and it was directly unsheathed, and a shocking sword intent rushed into the sky, heading straight at Boss Shi.

Boss Shi's skin suddenly sank, and one wound after another opened, and the blood was scattered by the impact, and then Boss Shi's terrified voice came out, "Three-foot sword!"

Because the length of the sword is usually only two kinds, the ordinary sword is three feet and six inches long, and it is three hundred and sixty days. The width of the sword is one inch and eight minutes, half of the Tiangang. The short sword is two feet eight inches, and it means twenty-eight stars. The width of the sword was one inch and two minutes, which was twelve months. There are also variations of these long swords, with three feet six inches and five points symbolizing the number of heaven and earth, and three feet five inches and nine points representing the absence.

There is only one three-foot long sword, held in the hands of Yang Shuo of the Ling Heaven Empire, the sword is the soldier of the royal way, corresponding to the way of heaven, and all the sword forgers believe in the way of heaven of the sword, and will never go out of line to cast a sword that violates the way of heaven.

So far, there is only one three-foot long sword known to the world, no one knows who forged it, let alone what its origin is, only that it was held in Yang Shuo's hands, exuding unparalleled power, and with Yang Shuo's name fame throughout the empire.

"Killing you with Qingfeng is simply insulting it, but your attack on my daughter-in-law obviously angered my old fellow, then it can be regarded as your glory, this sword is called Qingfeng, and the world is called Sanchi!" Yang Shuo looked at Boss Shi, who was already paralyzed, his brows deepened and sunken, and his voice was extremely cold.

At this time, all the people in the surrounding Tiger Regiment shrank back, their bodies trembled, and they were actually frightened by the sword intent exuded by Yang Shuo, you must know that Yang Shuo stepped into the Yin Spring Realm more than ten years ago, and no one of his peers within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was his enemy. There are even rumors that Yang Shuo has long been the number one master of the young generation of the entire Ling Tian Empire, but he has never stepped out of Yang Xiong County in a low-key manner, so there is just some controversy.

Boss Shi propped his hands on the ground, crawled backwards, and drew a long mark from the ground: "You can't kill me, I came here on the orders of Yunhe Valley, I have already joined Yunhe Valley, you killed me Yunhe Valley will not let you go!" Shi Boss hissed, as if this was the only way to vent his inner fear and not let himself collapse.

"Yunhe Valley?" Xiao Xue raised her head and looked at Yang Shuo with tears in her eyes: "Uncle Yang, forget it, Yunhe Valley is a subsidiary sect of the Qiankun Sect, and I haven't been injured." ”

Yang Shuo heard Xiao Xue's words, his right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, no one would have thought that this kind of thing would happen to a peerless swordsman.

"It's okay, no one has been able to hurt my family so wantonly without any punishment, and after all, the valley master of Yunhe Valley is only at the middle level of Yangquan Realm, so there is no need to worry. As for the Qiankun Sect, will you remember such a small figure?" Yang Shuo seemed to be talking to himself, and seemed to explain to Xiao Xue, looking at Boss Shi's gaze with more and more disgust.

"Let's get it over!" An astonishing sword aura shot out from Qingfeng, conjuring up endless sword light in front of and behind the body of the approaching Shi Boss, enveloping the people of the Tiger Regiment.

There was not the slightest wail to be heard, as if it had ended before it had even begun.

The red nose looked at the corpse in that place with a sweat, and sat on the ground with a plop and was directly frightened. But more of a blessing, glad that he was by Xiao Xue's side, so he was not affected.

Yang Shuo looked down at the red nose, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Uncle Yang, this uncle saved me before. Xiao Xue hurriedly said.

Yang Shuo looked at the red nose covered in blood, flashed a hint of understanding, put his hand into his arms and took out a porcelain bottle: "This brother, don't thank you, this is a healing pill, I will give it to my brother to restore the wound, I still have some important things that are inconvenient to stay for a long time, and then my brother can go to Yang Ao County to find me." ”

The red nose looked at the porcelain vase in front of him in disbelief, stretched out his hands in a trance, held the porcelain vase in his arms like a holy relic, and muttered to himself: "Healing Pill, the boss has worked hard for so many years to get a healing pill, is this really for me?"

Red Nose is a pharmacist, and the existence that the pharmacist most yearns for is the alchemist, and what is even more ironic is that this is the first time that Red Nose has touched the real elixir with his own hands. Just as a cultivator encounters a true Buddha, or a cultivator encounters a celestial immortal, how can he be calm?

Yang Shuo didn't pay attention to the excitement of the red nose, Qing Feng straddled his waist, grabbed Xiao Xue and Lu E with both hands and took off directly into the air, flying into the Endless Forest from the air.

To combat piracy and support genuine copying, please read the latest content on the Internet. Current User ID: , Current User Name: