The wind blew the bright snowflakes into the warm pavilion and blew out the lights. Murong Qian froze, deeply intoxicated by the artistic conception of the dance just now, and was stupidly fascinated, and a sharp sword with moonlight pierced through the curtain head-on, straight in front of him.

Murong Qian was provoked by the cold light of the sword qi to come back to his senses, leaned back, and jumped out.

The man in black rushed straight with his sword, his feet were a few feet shorter, and he stabbed over, forcing Murong Qian to retreat again and again.

The door behind him was suddenly opened, and three black shadows rushed in, each holding a sharp sword in his hand, surrounding Murong Qian.

The four of them looked at each other, signaled with their eyes, and raised their swords to attack Murong Qian.

The sword light and sword shadow flickered, and the move was close to the point, although Murong Qian's body method was very elegant, but with his bare hands, he fell behind after a while.

"Whew-"

The blade of the sword cut through the garment, pulling a line of blood.

Murong Qian's brows furrowed slightly, the left and right sleeves of the robe were windy, and he raised his arms and exhaled, and four "maple leaves floated"

Spun and flew out of his sleeve, stabbing the man in black by the throat.

Maple leaves float, killing knife.

The man in black immediately raised his sword to block, and two of them couldn't dodge and were killed instantly.

Seeing this, the other two were so shocked that they retreated again and again, defending with horizontal swords, and stopped moving.

Murong stood with his sleeves flicked, holding a maple leaf flying knife between his fingers, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If you want to play, I will accompany you to have a good time, if you don't want to die, then I will use your blood to feed my 'Maple Leaf Drift'!" They're hungry! ”

Murong Qian's fingers moved slightly, and more than ten flying knives flashed around his body: "You say, how many can you resist?" Fourteen? ”

The man in black frowned, sweat pouring from his forehead.

"Still forty!"

Murong Qianzhen's robe waved loudly, and forty "maple leaves floated"

Whistling out, gently falling in the dark night, and with them fell the knees of the men in black.

The knife saw blood, the knife did not hurt the vital point, and it cut through the thinnest and most tender flesh like Ling Chi.

The man in black knelt on the ground, hanging his head feebly, groaning in pain with the last of his strength.

"Say, Who sent you?"

Murong Qian looked at them condescendingly, and a layer of coldness was cast in his peach blossom eyes.

The air was so quiet that there was only a faint gasp, little by little, time passing away.

Murong Qian didn't have the patience to wait for them to recuperate, and the chill in his tone was even worse: "Say!" ”

"Hahaha!"

A man in black suddenly wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, raised his head and laughed, "Your Li family has bullied the weak and done a lot of evil, and people are already angry, so why do you need to be instructed by others?" ”

Murong raised his eyebrows and smiled, and snorted lightly: "Our Li family has always been in the name of benevolence and righteousness......"

"Benevolence? The Southern Tang Dynasty used troops against its neighbor Chu, which had been friends for many years, which was also a benevolent and righteous move? ”

"Most of the monarchs and ministers of Chu are lawless, and they are fighting in the same room, and the people have long complained! The Southern Tang Dynasty sent troops to quell the civil strife for you, which is a great act of benevolence and righteousness! ”

"The Southern Tang Dynasty attacked Chu, it was the flames you came up with to break the formation, so that the people of Li in Chu were burned alive, and the Chu River was stained with innocent blood!"

A hint of mockery appeared on the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, "Li Congjia, is this what you mean by benevolence?" ”

Murong Qian frowned and shouted angrily: "Arrogant, Hugh is talking nonsense!" ”

"Nonsense! You Nantang can do this kind of dirty, are you still afraid of people saying it! Your throne is not right in the first place, and the sons of the countryside have no talent to govern the country at all......"

Murong Qian's voice was cold, holding a handful of "Maple Leaf Floating"

, threatening: "I want your life!" ”

"Hahaha! We are a dignified seven-foot man from the Chu Kingdom, why not be afraid of life and death! ”

The man in black raised his head and looked at Murong Qian fiercely, "But, Li Congjia, you remember, the today of the Chu State is the tomorrow of your Southern Tang Dynasty!" ”

After finishing speaking, he condensed his blood on the sword and threw it hard, and Murong Qian flashed sideways.

The man in black grabbed a dead corpse, jumped up with all his might, and attacked Murong Qian, although Murong Qian's flying knife was sharp, he had no choice but to hit the corpse, and the man in black could not be injured in the slightest.