Cui Hanzhang felt incomparable pride and self-confidence from Kun Baichuan, at this time, he couldn't find half of the philistines and vicissitudes of life, only a kind of immortal spirit of success or failure of life and death was spreading.

Kun Baichuan's gaze never stayed on the two of them, his eyes suddenly turned solemn, he turned sideways and held the handle of the knife with several strips of white cloth in one hand, moved the knife to the center of his eyebrows, and straightened it up, and after the knife was straight, his eyes became as sharp as a sword, stabbing at Cui Bai and the others, and a huge sword qi surged towards them. Kun Baichuan said to himself: "The difficulty of walking with the king is also to make people lose their souls, life and death, joys and sorrows. ”

Cui Bai and the others glanced at each other, and they both felt that what he said was confused, facing the enemy, the momentum must not be lost, and the confrontation between qi and machine was the main focus. At this time, his breathing became even and long, and the sound of breathing could be heard from far and near, and he suddenly advanced to another realm, with a murderous aura. If Kun Baichuan is allowed to increase his momentum like this, even if the two of them join forces, they will not be able to get any benefits.

Bai Yanqiu took a deep breath, abandoned his impetuousness, and said in a deep voice: "Today is not only a matter of victory and defeat, but also of life and death. ”

"I'm waiting to be a courtier to solve problems for the saint, dare not die?" Kun Baichuan turned a deaf ear and seemed to say a word to the clear sky.

Lingwu Hou burst out laughing, "Tut! These words came out of the mouth of the commander of Kunda, which really made people feel embarrassed! ”

Cui Hanzhang frowned, he couldn't sense Kun Baichuan's qi more and more, if it weren't for the confrontation and traction of the spirit snake spear, at this time he suspected that Kun Baichuan had performed some kind of mysterious escape technique, and he could disappear without a trace from his induction.

"We must not let him lead the two by the nose again!" Cui Hanzhang made up his mind in his heart, took the lead in attacking, took a step back with both hands, and a murderous aura rose from his back, and Jin Yuwei outside the Changyin Pavilion also sensed this amazing murderous aura, and they all got up and looked at the seven-story building.

"It's so murderous." Kunbaichuan is like a mountain of fallen corpses and a sea of blood, and there are thousands of unjust souls wailing miserably. Suddenly, there was a storm in his heart, and the flow of qi was stagnant. Cui Hanzhang's resume he checked clearly, since he was a child, he has been studying and burning kilns as a profession, even if he participated in the Northern Expedition a year ago and killed people with his own hands, it is impossible to cultivate such a terrifying murderous aura.

The two of them have a spirit in their hearts, and when Cui Hanzhang took the lead, Bai Yanqiu roared like a dragon and a snake rising to land, and the last one came first, and the tip of the spirit snake spear poked Kun Baichuan's heart and left.

Halfway through, Cui Hanzhang disappeared, and when he reappeared, he stepped on the head of the spirit snake spear without any mistakes, and sensed an ancient giant frog squatting above the head of the spirit snake python in Kun Baichuan's divine sense, and the giant frog opened its mouth and spit out a brilliant cold light, which was murderous and terrifying.

"Good knife technique!" Kun Baichuan has experienced more than 100 battles in his life, and his vision is very high, and the idle people can't enter his magic eyes, but Cui Hanzhang's knife is not out of the sheath, but the killing intent has filled the entire seven-story building, and it is a direct attack on the divine soul, which makes him unstable. Although he didn't know how the dignified Tanhualang could control such an evil and dangerous sword technique, the two young people in front of him today were more amazing than the other, and he couldn't help but give it his all.

Kun Baichuan did not retreat but advanced, one step as if crossing the long river of time, driving the Yanling knife regardless of the distance directly approaching Lingwuhou within one foot, if Lingwuhou did not let go of the gun, I was afraid that his arms would be cut off, between the lightning and flint, the Shura knife on Cui Hanzhang's back was finally unsheathed, and a knife qi split directly at the back of Kun Baichuan's head, and the murderous aura was strong enough to coagulate people's blood.

Cui Hanzhang disappeared again,

Only the overwhelming sword light remained.

Nakun Baichuan shouted violently, and the Yanling knife turned into dazzling lightning, breaking into the cold sword light. The guns and knives suddenly disappeared together.

Gathered outside the Changyin Pavilion, no matter how high or low their skills were, they were all shocked by the thrilling and spectacular scene in the divine sense, and the seven-story building in the blue sky and white day was so bright that people were instantly dizzy and forgot to breathe.

There was silence, except for the sound of grunting saliva and a cool breeze.

All the lights in the seven-story building went out together, and the sky above lost its light in an instant, and even though the golden feather guards tried their best to see what was happening on the seven-story building.

"Boom!" The crisp sound of the sword impact sounded, like a celestial bell, and the light reappeared, and then Cui Hanzhang flipped out upside down, hit the wall, and coughed up blood.

Yanling's knife was cut in half, and the spirit snake spear pierced his left shoulder, and blood flowed down the barrel of the spear........

The forest is as cold as snow and as thin as a piece of paper, this is the true appearance of the Shura knife that Kun Baichuan saw in his eyes, although it was only a snap of his fingers, but just now he slashed out eighteen knives to resist the murderous aura of the Shura knife. At that moment, he also discovered the flaw, the Shura knife was domineering, where was Cui Hanzhang able to control it, just now it was clearly forced out of the sheath, and he injured himself before killing the enemy, but what he didn't expect was that his Yanling knife couldn't resist being cut off on the spot, otherwise he would definitely not be broken through the defense by the spirit snake spear and stabbed into his left shoulder.

Half of the Yanling knife was stirred out of the seven-story building by the force, and Jin Yuwei in the courtyard saw a cold light falling from the sky, straight down, nailed into the bluestone floor tiles.

Lingwu Hou didn't care about anything else, let go of the spirit snake gun in his hand, threw himself down the wall in one step, grabbed Cui Hanzhang's shoulder and shouted: "Cui Hanzhang!" ”

"I can't die." Cui Hanzhang spat out the blood in his mouth, stood up with his back against the wall, and Lingwu Hou grabbed his arm and supported him.

"That's it! That's it! The old man is defeated! Kun Baichuan casually threw the Yanling knife out of the railing, shook the shoulder blade and forced the spirit snake gun out of the body, and he didn't see him move to seal the acupuncture points, and the blood flow naturally stopped.

"Jin Yuwei will obey the orders of the two of you in the future, and the old man will go." After Kun Baichuan finished speaking, the person broke through the air like a big bird, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Kun Baichuan has been hit again and again since the assassination of Qionglin Yuan, and he has already had the idea of retreating, but with his character, he definitely can't leave the scene, which is why the Golden Feather Guard Array tested Lingwu Hou. It's just that I didn't expect that the two young people were deeply hidden, and this kind of skill was enough to rank among the young masters of Taikang City, especially the Shura knife that appeared for the first time in Cui Hanzhang's hand was boundless and extremely dangerous. It is true that he can continue to fight and kill the two, but he knows that everything is too much, and the spread of fighting with the two juniors to the death will really be ruined.

After today, Changyin Pavilion was run by the two of them, a new generation replaced the old, and the two young people stepped on his shoulders to climb again.

There is no need for more oil, and it is not strange for many people to be polite, Lingwu Hou stood at the railing of the seven-story building, and a long howl pierced through the sky, and Bai Yun immediately led the Hou Mansion to escort three carriages into Changyin Pavilion. After Liwei, it is also necessary to win the hearts of the people, and the meeting gifts that Lingwu Hou brought to Jin Yuwei are all carefully selected, which can be said to be sent to the heart to get twice the result with half the effort.

"I don't mind life and death, Kun Baichuan is a gentleman who has done this." Ling Wuhou held the railing with one hand and Cui Hanzhang with the other, and his eyes fell on the clear sky.

"If you think about it carefully, some of what he said is not unreasonable, it seems to be a sentence or two of gossip, which may be the truth that he has spent his whole life talking about." Although Cui Hanzhang was seriously injured by Kun Baichuan, he was not right about things or people, and his evaluation of the former commander of the Golden Feather Guard was not low.

"Are you tired, simple things are complicated, when manpower is poor, be careful that one day your heart is as broken as the moon in the water, and you can't catch it." Ling Wuhou carried him downstairs one by one, and it was the right thing to go back early to heal his injuries.

For more than a month, Cui Hanzhang's injuries healed. During this time, he repeatedly recalled the feeling of the moment when he pulled out the Shura knife, which made his understanding of the Shura knife technique deeper.

"You have a home and a mouth, go back and rest early! The vinegar jar is overturned, and you feel good. After a torrential rain, the lotus leaves in the small lake were full of water droplets, Cui Hanzhang raised his head and drank the last drop of the cowhide wine bag, and then threw it back to him.

"When did you become a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, let you go to the ghost market alone, what should you do if you die? Without the fun of bickering, who do I talk to? Bai Yanqiu leaned sideways and stopped the cowhide wine bag with his chest, then landed on the instep of his foot and kicked it back to him.

The ironware shop in Fengle Fang is a clue, but if the ghost market continues to investigate, I am afraid that it will be taboo. In the dead of night, Cui Hanzhang reviewed the battle of the Seventh Building, and repeatedly filtered out the scene of the knife in his mind, and finally was inspired by the cutting off of the Yanling knife, he suddenly thought that since Beihu lacked iron tools, he would inevitably find a way to search around the territory of Shenguang, but iron and salt are strictly controlled products, especially iron casting is clearly registered in the Ministry of War, that is, how many blacksmiths in the city must be listed, and now the only one that is not registered is the ghost city Fengle Fang, where all ethnic groups live together, and many Hu people are dressed as other ethnic groups and mixed in it It is difficult to identify.

Xiao Wu, a military doctor, grew up in the border pass since he was a child, and he is quite familiar with all ethnic groups outside the country, and Cui Bai and the others are really blind when they leave him.

It's just that as soon as they entered Fengle Fang, they were recognized, and at this time, a short and thin old man bowed slightly to block the road and said: "Please Hou Ye and Commander Cui still stop, it is dirty and messy, I am afraid that the shoes of the two nobles will be dirty." ”

Bai Yanqiu was greatly displeased, and a bad old man dared to name the roadblock. Cui Hanzhang was afraid that he would not speak lightly or seriously and cause trouble, so he stepped forward and hugged his fists and asked, "How did my husband know the identities of the two of us?" ”

The short and thin old man bowed down again and replied: "Although both of them are traveling in casual clothes and have deliberately changed their outfits, their expressions are like the bright moon in the sky, and they can't hide it. ”

Bai Yanqiu was not easy to fool, and interrupted him impatiently: "Say something dry!" ”

The owner of the blacksmith shop smiled, showed two broken yellow teeth and said, "Yes...... In fact, the pair of red python boots on your feet, which flat-headed people dare to wear them? The rivers and lakes come and go in a hurry, and they only have food and silver in their eyes, how can they care about small details such as shoes. My dynasty has strict grade restrictions on clothing, and red python boots cannot be worn unless they are at the first level of princely clothing. ”

The little old man in the ironware shop was not good-looking, but he was thoughtful, and his analysis was reasonable, Bai Yanqiu unwillingly pointed at Cui Hanzhang and asked, "What about him?" ”

The little old man bowed his hand, and then said slowly: "The relationship between the Lingwu Marquis Mansion and Xiaolian Zhuang is irreversible, and the two masters have joined forces to defeat the commander of Jin Yuwei, everyone knows that everyone knows, and our ghost city all give a thumbs up to the two." ”

"Although Xiao Lao'er has only seen Tanhualang in the portrait, but this little brother around him has a good reputation recently, and the military doctor Mr. Xiao Wu is very much loved by the girls in Taikang City.

When the two of them heard this, they invariably turned their heads to look at Xiao Wu behind them, only to see that his dark face was slightly flushed, which was a strange ruthlessness in the flowering of the iron tree.

"Oops, a hundred secrets!" Lingwu Hou patted his head, quite helpless.