Regardless of the house in which they worked, the scouts received the same rigorous training when they were first taken in by the Guardian. This group of physically handicapped people, after surviving the first three years of 'hell training', must be far more comparable in terms of mind and means. Of course, the defects caused by the loss of vital organs are still irreparable.

Anyone who can be ruthless to himself will naturally not be soft when dealing with the enemy.

These people now hold swords in their hands, and they are all thick-backed broadswords with strange shapes; This kind of knife is different from the three-foot waist knife commonly used by the infantry army, and it is also different from the slender saber with a thick back and thin blade commonly used by the horse army; From the outside, it looks more like an ordinary hookless firewood knife.

This kind of 'chai knife' seems to be coarse, but it is a casting method of iron and steel, which can greatly make up for the lack of strength of the knife holder; despite this, the weight is heavier than the ordinary single knife, but the impact and lethality are greatly guaranteed; and the shape of the knife head is not an ordinary knife tip, nor is it the arc hook used to cut the branches of the chai knife, but more like half of the sword tip, which looks somewhat similar to the knife head of the 'paper cutter' that Shen Gui is familiar with.

Rao is Liu Banxian, who knows the world's martial arts blades, and it is also the first time he has seen such a strange-looking single knife. However, Jiang is still old and spicy, although he doesn't know this knife, but after just looking at the 'overall design concept' of this knife a few times, Liu Banxian has already understood a rough idea in his heart: he must not use the Spring Rain Sword in his hand to resist the blade.

Although this Spring Rain Sword is the proud work of the Beihai Sword Slave, but now he has no inner breath Imperial Sword, and this sword will be rolled up and broken under a long battle, and he can't tell which time under the sword, including himself, will be cut in half by the enemy along with the Spring Rain Sword.

And the swordsmanship used by Liu Banxian when he slashed and killed the crossbowman, as Lu Xiangyin said, was the introductory swordsmanship of Xuanyue Dao Palace-Finger Twisting Soft Sword. This is a sword move born out of the finger twisting method, which is usually used to temper the mind of the disciples and familiarize themselves with the operation of the internal breath. Compared with the necessary lethality of sword moves, it is more like a kind of 'health' martial arts.

Although the lethality is a little unbearable, it has a rare benefit, that is, it can greatly reduce the consumption of internal breath and power. In other words, the move connection is stable and the ability to fight for a long time is outstanding.

Today's Liu Banxian no longer has a trace of internal breath protection, and it is just right to use this finger-twisting soft sword to deal with the enemy. However, he himself knows that only relying on his own flesh to resist will eventually exhaust his strength......

After thinking about a way to break the enemy, Liu Banxian could only barely resist the enemy's attack, secretly hoping that the timeliness of this 'Suo Luo lamp oil' would dissipate as soon as possible. Liu Banxian, who had made up his mind to delay time, didn't even dare to use a set of sword moves, but with his sensitive reaction and courage, coupled with years of experience in martial arts, he kept clicking on the power point of the opponent's sword momentum with the tip of his sword; Although such a labor-saving way cannot hurt the enemy, the opponent will not be able to fight again in a short time under the backlash of his own force, and Liu Banxian can also get a little respite.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the other party to change to a new force, Liu Banxian gasped and glanced at the oil lamp on the table, and suddenly his heart was half cold: the faint oil lamp was still burning itself in vain, and it exuded that calming fragrance. Liu Banxian knew that under such vigorous exercise as Fang Cai, the more breath he exhaled, the longer the impact of this holy relic on the internal breath would be. I just wanted to fight like this, until it ran out of oil and the lamp dried up; Now it seems that some idiots are dreaming.

I don't know if it's because Liu Banxian is not very familiar with this 'rough way of fighting', or because the shape of this 'Imperial Horse Supervised Wood Knife' is too strange, or because he sees that the oil lamp is still not extinguished, and every inch is in chaos; although Liu Banxian's men have more than a dozen lives, he himself has also been cut open with several knife wounds of different shades, large and small; as far as the eye can see, the gate outside the Imperial Horse Prison has been closed, and there are still black heads standing in the courtyard, all of them have been watching a bloody battle in the hall for a long time.

As soon as a person falls in the house, a seat is immediately filled outside the door. In this way, it seems that there is really no hope of breaking through this death match......

Lu Xiangyin curled up under the table, looked at Liu Banxian, who was struggling to support him, and commented very leisurely:

"Huh? What a set of Taihua Flying Immortal Sword, it's a pity that the breath can not be practiced at home, this move 'Lightning Flying Rainbow' is only in vain; this move is good, this trick is good, the Wei Tuo Demon Sword of the Buddha Sect, but unfortunately the blade in your hand is too long, and the last move 'Reverse Demon Extermination' can't be pulled out! The Vedic Demon Destroying Sword Technique was originally born from the pestle method, and you should use this hand to work, how should you take a short sword; Oops, hey, this is wonderful, this is the Tsing Yi Sword of Northern Yanshu, it's a pity, it's a pity, your 'Tsing Yi Du Lingyun' is late, how can you not get hurt with such a big empty door...... It's a pity, it's a pity. I said Qiao Yuanan, take care of your little cub, and be respectful with the master of the Heavenly Spirit Vein! Don't always think about plotting against others, the old man can watch him hand the guy to someone's knee socket, this is the third time! If it spreads out in the future, will our Imperial Horse Supervisor still be a man? ”

It turned out that in Lu Xiangyin's heart, the array in front of him was actually above board!

Don't look at Lu Xiangyin's sitting posture is a little unbearable, but his mouth has never stopped. He was injured too badly by Liu Banxian before, and he shook several times before the ghost gate was closed, and he was almost pinched by the little ghost and poured all the Meng Po soup into him, thanks to the 'inverted yin and yang' Sun Baizhi, the living king of Yama, who stopped him, and now he can taste the taste of revenge with his own mouth.

Lu Xiangyin's life has been bumpy, coupled with the nature of his work and the influence of the working environment, he is not a generous person, after suffering such a big loss, he naturally hates Liu Banxian to the core; Therefore, he set a trap this time, in addition to worrying about the incomparable and unusable divine power of the Heavenly Spirit Veiner, there was also a sense of revenge and blood hatred in it. At this time, seeing that Liu Banxian's body began to hang colors, the sword moves gradually slowed down and saw chaos, so that he could be regarded as sweet from his eyes to his heart.

In Lu Xiangyin's opinion, this feeling is really the most beautiful taste in the world.

Liu Banxian, who was covered in blood, couldn't hear the rambling 'heart attack plan' in Lu Xiangyin's mouth at all. Now, except for his own heartbeat, it was all the sound of metal tearing through his skin. These voices have their own, and they also have their own spies;

And the clothes and pants from top to bottom were also tightly pasted on the body by the fishy sweet blood splashing everywhere, although it did not affect his movements, but the sword moves and pace were still defeated.

Without the assistance of internal breath, whether it is the rate of breathing or the strength of the sword, it is already the end of the strong crossbow, the eyes are gradually flowering, and the hands, feet and arms are also sore, since a long time ago, he has been relying on willpower and muscle memory to support it.

Liu Banxian knew in his heart that at most, if he supported half a pillar of incense, he would be completely out of strength; At that time, whether it was himself, the master of the Heavenly Spirit Vein, or Shen Gui, who was sleeping in a pool of blood, he would all die under the chaotic knife of the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

The time of half a pillar of incense, for Liu Banxian, who was in the midst of a bloody battle, and Lu Xiangyin, who carefully chewed the taste of revenge, seemed to have passed with a flick of his fingers. As the spring rain sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound, Liu Banxian's whole body knelt on the stone slab ground covered with broken corpses, and then leaned forward with his body out of strength, opening a pair of eyes but falling powerlessly in the sea of corpses and blood.

The leader of the team, Qiao Yuanan, the head of the inner room, was pierced through the neck by Liu Banxian's deathly blow before he lost his strength, and now he was sitting by the door, his eyes wide and he was trying to breathe. Of course, all this is ultimately futile and useless; And his righteous son, Qiao Hai, was tightly covering the left side of his father's neck with both hands, and a big hole was stirred out by the tip of Liu Banxian's sword. The way he looked looked like he wanted to stuff the gushing blood back into his father's body......

"Qiao Hai, forget it......... Everyone in our Imperial Horse Prison has this day sooner or later. ”

Lu Xiangyin climbed out from under the table at this time, stepped on the blood on the ground, walked to Qiao An's side, and comforted the usually lively and cheerful little eunuch.

After Qiao Hai's mood stabilized, Lu Xiangyin reached out and took the firewood knife that Qiao Yuanan's body was holding tightly, and gently put it in Qiao Hai's hand:

"Go, go and cut off the head of your enemy with your own hands, and make it a burial object for your father-in-law. This is the head of a Heavenly Spirit Veiner! From ancient times to the present, how could the Heavenly Spirit Vein ever die at the hands of mortals? Today, my Imperial Horse Supervisor is a historical precedent! Qiao An, Qiao Hai, after you finish this thing, you will definitely go down in history! ”

Qiao Hai held a knife in his right hand, and wiped his tearful eyes with his left hand. Under this wipe, the upper half of Qiao An's face was suddenly covered with blood. The little eunuch who was originally like a porcelain doll now looks like a ghost who crawled back to the world from the hell of Ah Bi to seek revenge......

Qiao Hai didn't say any nonsense, and knelt beside Liu Banxian's body with a firewood knife. At this time, Liu Banxian's chest was still rising and falling, as if it was a broken bellows, working in vain, but his eyes were still flashing with an unyielding gaze.

This is the first time that this Heavenly Spirit Vein powerhouse has shown a serious expression; I'm afraid, it's the last time.

Qiao Hai put the firewood knife on his neck, stretched out his hand to cover Liu Banxian's eyes, and then an extremely sunny smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the muscles of his right arm bulged high under the force......

"Whoosh......"

At the moment when Liu Banxian wanted to be beheaded, a corpse lying in a pool of blood suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Hai, and in the next moment, Qiao Hai's whole person flew out of the main hall gate of the Imperial Horse Prison like a crossbow arrow, crashing through ten spies all the way, and finally slammed on the courtyard wall. After sliding to the ground, his body stiffened, and he swallowed his last breath without saying a word!

Everyone could clearly see that the front chest of Qiao Hai's corpse had collapsed like a footprint, and the distance of flying out upside down was so far that the person who came out of the foot should have a lot of strength!

"Old liar, are you dead?"

Shen Gui smiled and turned the demobilized Liu Banxian over and turned his back to the sky, and when he saw the knife marks on his neck and his eyes widened with horror, he was suddenly shocked in his heart......

"Remember, next time this happens, it's better to kick the knife first......"

Liu Banxian, who was also shocked by Shen Gui and half dead, reluctantly raised his hand and touched the shallow wound on his neck, and said to Shen Gui with palpitations.