Zhuo Yundeng's face was awe-inspiring, his beard and hair were all open, and he was extremely angry: "Hugh mention my Sumire Tea!" You don't deserve to mention her! ”

Qinghe was shocked when he heard this: "Hell is really weird, Zhuo Yun came to die, it was originally for the "Mirage Guanyin" - "Lady Sumire Tea". As a Shu Jun, how can you not love the country and love the beauty? What's more, it's still an enemy beauty? Then he thought again: "Why should I worry about Yue Lao?" I just hope that their rivals will meet, and they will be fascinated, and I will quickly cover my little feet and take the opportunity to escape. ”

Han Kai smiled: "Unworthy? Zhuo Yun, don't forget, I am her husband, the husband who has been with me for ten years, and the husband who is dear and beloved. ”

Zhuo Yun sneered: "Tian is shameless! Deceive oneself as well as others! ”

Qinghe looked at Zhuo Yun, lamented his misfortune, and was angry with him: "If you want to defeat the enemy, you don't rely on the anger of the crown, the courage of the horseman, and the battle of tongues." And relying on the correct leadership of the party, the masses responded to the call, and the heroes fought the gods. You don't have the same occupancy, how can you win? ”

Han Kai disagreed, and laughed loudly: "It's better to be famous than to meet, only today I know that a failed king is far inferior to a successful squire." ”

Zhuo Yun didn't laugh angrily, as if he was compassionate: "I don't know what is usual, and I am reckless." It's rare for you to die, so I might as well give you a ride. ”

Han Kai looked surprised, crying and laughing: "Should you say this or do I say this?" ”

Zhuo Yun suddenly felt a chill on his face, like lightning, soaring into the air, a purple cloud sword was as fast as lightning, and the "Shennong Point Cang Sword" slashed in a hurry. In an instant, the purple light flashed, and the flames soared into the air, pointing directly at the cold open door.

Seeing the purple sword qi attacking with the raging flames, Han Kai's face was fearless, and he praised in his mouth: "Shennong's Yanyang Gong, it's so hot!" Before he finished speaking, he kicked his right foot at the desk.

In an instant, the mechanism activated, and the arrows rained down and shot towards Zhuo Yun like lightning.

Zhuo Yun had already put life and death aside, and jumped backwards in danger, and a purple cloud sword danced impermeably. For a moment and a half, there was a rain of arrows in the air, but it couldn't hurt him.

Seeing that Han Kai was very proud, Zhuo Yun grabbed a vacancy, kicked the ground with both feet, and flew up, forming a straight line with his sword, arms, head, and body, and shooting straight towards Han Kai.

Suddenly, there was a darkness in front of me, and a huge net, hugging the head and covering the top, was overwhelming. Zhuo Yun was startled in his heart, his arm was pulled, purple light appeared, he supported the ground with his sword, and flew out.

Han Kai sympathized with each other, and praised in his heart, but his face was full of contempt, and he did not hesitate to sneer at each other: "Zhuo Yun, I just used a little trick, you are in a hurry, I don't know why?" ”

Zhuo Yun turned a deaf ear, flew up, shook his wrist and turned, and the Ziyun Sword Blade slashed directly at his left shoulder.

Han Kai let out a sneer and flashed to the right.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yun's moves did not make him old, he changed in an instant, his right foot was shocked, and the "Longquan Celadon Porcelain" on the case broke through the air and flew up. His left hand "Shennong Liaoyuan Palm" struck hard, and the celadon was shattered into thousands of thousands of pieces, like flying arrows, shooting straight into the cold.

Qinghe looked distressed: "This Longquan celadon, green as jade, bright as a mirror, sound like a chime, priceless, represents the pinnacle of porcelain in the Song Dynasty." ”

Han Kai didn't panic, let alone get up, and held Qinghe's hand from beginning to end and refused to let go. But seeing his left palm splitting out, it was an understatement, and a cold aura abruptly appeared.

In an instant, two huge forces, one exposed and one cold, attacked each other. Thousands of celadon fragments are frozen in the air, not moving.

Above the main hall, there was no wind and no movement, which seemed to be calm, but in fact it was treacherous and dangerous.

"Engong" was guarding the door of the palace a few feet away, and seeing that the time had come, he flew up and came out with both palms: "Cold open!" Killing my father, and harming my uncle, full of evil, and more than innocent! ”

When landing, the celadon fragments are like sharp arrows, as fast as flying springs, and they shoot cold.

Seeing that the cold was in danger, two figures suddenly flew out from behind the pillar, but in an instant, they had rushed to the front.

One is green and one is white, the blue is blue, and the white is better than the snow; The cold wind is blowing, and the maple leaves are fluttering; Dancing in the air, it is extraordinarily enchanting. Looking at the celadon fragments again, they have been raised one after another, and the volley is reversed.

In a hurry, "Engong" and Zhuo Yun rose from the ground and flew to hide. Celadon shards galloped and flew around their bodies.

Looking at the people, Qinghe was inevitably shocked:

A man in his early thirties, with an iron complexion, a calm mind, a cold appearance, and a Qingfeng sword in his hand, majestic and murderous.

A white dress like snow, white hair like clouds, and a white face like frost, although he is beautiful and graceful, he can't hide his endless violence.

For some reason, the corner of the woman in white swept towards Qinghe, and the cold light shone.

Qinghe was puzzled: "This is strange, I don't know her, why is she so hostile to me?" ”

Zhuo Yun was cold to the bone, took a few steps back, and finally gained a foothold.

There are many people in Hankai, and they have no fear, and across the table, they sighed: "Zhuo Yun, I am really disappointed to be so vulnerable." ”

Zhuo Yun was not discouraged, he didn't answer the cold words, he glanced proudly, and smiled: "Who am I, it turned out to be Qingbai for the dead ghost, husband and wife death squad!" ”

The blue-faced man let out a sneer: "Zhuo Yun, don't talk nonsense!" The decisive victory does not depend on the tongue, and the success or failure does not depend on the words! Before he finished speaking, a dazzling light flashed, and a Qingfeng sword was as fast as cold lightning, as fast as a cold mang, cold air, and fog, shooting directly at Zhuo Yun.

Zhuo Yun was even more unscrupulous, and stepped forward: "Qingfengzi, you don't talk much, but it's a pity that you're just a defeated general!" ”

In an instant, Zhuo Yun and "Qingfengzi" made several moves in a row, the more the sword light flashed, the more dazzling, and the more the swordsmanship danced, the more strange it became.

Seeing that the Qingfeng Sword was as cold as frost, Zhuo Yun turned on one side, floated around, his steps were light and agile, and his body was elegant. The Purple Cloud Sword has strong firepower and is exquisitely expressive.

The cold and cold of the fight on the field were exposed, regardless of victory or defeat, and suddenly felt that the yin wind was coming, which was very weird. A white shadow, flying up, in mid-air, long sword like the wind, volleying out, long hair is even more like a flying arrow, fierce and fast, incredible.

Zhuo Yun stabbed abruptly: "Bai Fengzi, your husband and wife are green and white, and they are in a hurry to be reincarnated?" ”

"Bai Fengzi" slapped the long sword, and shook his long hair: "Zhuo Yun, no matter how anxious I am, where am I in a hurry?" As he spoke, several cold needles burst out of the air, flying like cold snow and shooting like frost!

Qinghe stood a few zhang away, disturbed by the cold incense, forced by the cold, only to feel dizzy, cold to the bone, cold and unspeakable.

Looking at the "two sons of green and white", a flash of inspiration suddenly reminded him of the words of Brother Tai in the past, and his mind was like an endorsement: "Han Feng martial arts, imitating the discoloration of maple leaves when exposed to cold, known for "cold and strange changes", advocating "condensing water into gas, avoiding green into red; Gather qi to produce cold, cold to attack the enemy; Change because of the enemy, change from the cold".

The key to Hanfeng's swordsmanship, with weird cold skills as the cultivation method, pays attention to "luck, cold, change, change", "He moves slightly, I move first, change is cold, and cold changes at any time". On the palm of the sword, there was a chilling and poisonous sword qi, like ice and frost. The maple walked away, the sword was fluttering, the cold was icy, and the ice turned into shadows. It's cold and weird, not to be underestimated! ”

Zhuo Yun dodged the Qingfeng Sword sideways, and the Baifeng Sword attacked one after another. When boarding, the road to the front and back was blocked, and he simply went down to the servant and rolled on the spot, although he avoided it, but he was embarrassed.

Han opened his eyes to watch the battle, very proud, held Qinghe's small hand, handed over a glass of Du Kang wine, and smiled warmly: "Nandi, I pour myself a drink, I feel bored, why don't you and I have fun together?" ”

Qinghe was cold to the bone, there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid, he felt helpless, and hurriedly shirked in his mouth: "Thank you for your kindness, I won't drink alcohol and don't dare to destroy the heavens." ”

Han Kai's pulse was deep, and he smiled warmly, and he was very warm: "Nandi, you are as good as before, and you don't drink a drop of wine." It's just that today is different from the past, and the cold incense is strong. It's better to take a sip less, warm up your body, and relieve the cold. ”

After speaking, the love is infinite, the love is deep, and the green lotus waist is embraced, and it is wanted to be forced.

Qinghe was hungry and cold, at a loss, deeply speechless, and tried his best to refuse, but the subtext did not dare to say: "Although I don't drink, I am not without needs, dare to ask Lord Han, do you have anything to eat?" ”

Before he could express himself, he suddenly saw a black shadow flashing, and the long sword of "Engong" attacked, heading straight for the enemy: "Hankai, do you want to be shameless?" Eat me with a sword! ”

Without waiting for Han to open his hand, a yellow shadow flew in, and the golden cicada knife was like a flash: "The little thief of Kongming, the prime minister's mansion is heavy, how can it be rampant!" ”

At the moment of the great enemy, Han opened his eyes and looked at Qinghe, his affection was even stronger, and he didn't get up, but just smiled indifferently: "Senior Brother Cicada, it's just right, this empty thief is very rude, I don't look good, you teach more." ”

"Golden Cicada" took out the knife Huo Huo: "Exactly, kill chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife?" Clean up the thief, one junior and younger brother is enough! ”