Jiang Song lined the sword in one hand, and asked with a long sigh of relief: "You cunning and despicable, quickly tell me where the organ is, otherwise don't blame me for not having long eyes in the sword, kill you and then go to the mechanism." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Huh."

Wu stroked his beard and smiled disdainfully, and said in a deep voice: "Since ancient times, soldiers have not been tired of deceit, and Your Excellency has an arrogant tone, but I don't know Your Excellency's surname, so let me set up a monument for you, so as not to die without a place to be buried." ”

"I will return the original words."

The east wind blew, dancing Jiang Song's oblique hair, and the murderous aura condensed between his fingers.

"I don't know what to do, kill me!"

Wu Yong couldn't wait patiently for Jiang Song's reply, so he drank it coldly, let the surrounding soldiers rush up, and directly chopped Jiang Song into meat sauce on the spot.

"Kill!"

The surrounding soldiers' eyes turned red in an instant, and they each rushed towards Jiang Song with their swords bursting with cold light.

Looking at the soldiers who rushed to kill around him, the pity in Jiang Song's eyes was swept away, and turned into a deep wolf pupil, the sword in his hand slowly came out of its sheath little by little, and an invisible murderous aura instantly condensed in mid-air.

"Die!"

Suddenly, a cold light appeared behind Jiang Song, and within a stone's reach, Jiang Song could be stabbed.

Swish!

The scabbard flew up in the air.

The void flashed violently, like a ray of arc light that broke through the sky in the eternal night, and the sparks were dotted, blooming in an instant, giving birth to a brilliant essence.

Jiang Song's silver sword came out of its sheath, and with a sword pushed flat, it melted into the air.

This push is fast and incoherent, but it also gives people a strange feeling of freezing frame by frame, slowly turning over, and the two contradictory sword momentum of strange fast and strange slow are integrated, which is really breathtaking.

The sword body trembled slightly, attracting the surrounding airflow, and it seemed that even the air had turned into a mire at this moment, and it was stirred into a pulp by the sword momentum.

A sword gives birth to endless brilliance!

Heavy sword shadows, covering the void!

Dao sword light densely formed a spider web, like a series of lightning and thunder that were entwined and attacked.

In the blink of an eye, this fierce sword was born with a cold glow, and it had already covered countless soldiers who were close to the sword, and there was no way to avoid it.

Click......

Immediately after that, with a loud bang, half of the ship's plank seemed to be directly overturned, emitting a continuous crackling note.

Poof, poof.

The indestructible thunder light passed through, blood splattered in the air, screams continued to be heard, countless broken weapons, countless broken corpses, and were lifted into the air by the silver light.

In an instant, the sword returned to its scabbard, dozens of corpses were ambushed, and blood flowed ten steps.

Jiang Song turned around coldly, blood splashed all over the sky, but he didn't touch a drop of it, as if he had eyes, and was forced away by the sword qi.

"How...... How can it be so powerful......"

The soldiers on both sides were dumbfounded, and they wanted to attack them in groups, chopping Jiang Song into meat paste, but in an instant, dozens of pawns on Fang Cai turned into a blood mist in the sky.

They couldn't imagine how fast this sword technique was, and they didn't dare to think about it, and there was only one thought left in their minds at this time.

Escape!

"I didn't expect to be a master of martial arts, I have always been thirsty for talent, if you are willing to do things for me, not only can you not die today, but you can enjoy all the glory and wealth in the future, how?"

Wu Yong pretended to be elegant, shook the feather fan in his hand, and looked at Jiang Song in front of him with an appreciative look.

Jiang Song didn't speak, and the corners of his mouth slowly outlined a sneer, a sneer as bright as death.

Finally, coldly spit out a few words.

"I'll take the head!"

Wu used the feather fan in his hand to slap into a rage and shouted: "Toast and don't eat and drink!" Those who capture this person alive will receive a reward of 1,000 taels and an official promotion of three levels! ”

Originally, everyone was afraid of Jiang Song's ruthlessness, but there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and everyone still mustered up the courage and killed Jiang Song with red eyes for money.

"Poor people in the world, after all, they can't escape the entanglement of fame and fortune, but."

"The poor man will have something to hate, let him be killed!"

The murderous intent has risen, and there is no way to dodge!

The killing machine was everywhere, and Jiang Song's silver sword was still spinning, but when the dozen or so weapons pierced three inches in front of him, it was no longer the silver sword that was spinning, but the sword light.

The brilliant sword light bloomed in the night sky like fireworks.

I could only hear the sound of gold and iron, and the sword light was involved there, and there was a miserable scream, and the sword light shattered the dozen or so long swords that stabbed it, and it was a volley in the air, only in one breath, and it fell on the dozen or so approaching pawns.

Puff puff!

Blood flowers bloomed, dripping with blood and flying into the sky.

More than a dozen elite Liang soldiers were killed in just one breath.

The speed is like thunder, and the power is like a mountain!

So powerful that even the eyes can't seem to keep up with the trajectory of the sword light.

Wu Yong's eyelids jumped when he saw it, his face twitched fiercely, and he seemed to have retreated in his heart.

It's not that he hasn't seen swordsmanship masters, such as the Xiahou brothers, Hao Zhao, Deng Ai, Yan Liang and others are all masters of using swords, but people who can use swordsmanship to such a realm, he Wu Yongzhen should be the first time to see it!

Can the flame of the candle compete with the sun and the moon?

As soon as the thought turned, in the blink of an eye, the severed limbs flew in all directions.

"Don't spare his life, all of them will do their best, kill him for me, and the reward will be ten thousand taels! Promoted to the fifth level! ”

With the opponent's shot, and then there is the idea of being captured, it can only be a joke, in the face of such a terrible opponent, only by fighting to the death can there be hope of victory

Wu Yong made a murderous and awe-inspiring voice, not to mention whether he could have this power, the reward was ten thousand taels and the official was promoted to the fifth level, but his reward once again inspired the cringing soldiers to kill Jiang Song again with a fluke mentality.

With an order, a group of soldiers took out their iron swords, shook their armor, and in an instant, the sword light flew and shrouded Jiang Song.

Jiang Song's wrist turned, and the silver sword flew and fell between his hands, and his hands were violently forced, and he suddenly folded!

Click!

A hundred refining silver sword suddenly shattered, turning into dozens of pieces of refined iron, and **** out at an astonishing speed.

A thud and a ruffling sound.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a burst of people turned on their backs, and the terrible screams were endless, and more than a dozen people fell to the ground on the spot, blood overflowed, some people were broken by the broken iron pieces and shattered the hand bones, one hand seemed to be broken, and some people were broken leg bones or were pierced through the abdomen by stray bullets, but this is still good, at least their lives are worry-free.

The real misfortune is to be hit in the forehead, throat or heart by a splinter...... and other important parts, a blood hole of the boss was broken on the spot, and the vitality passed rapidly, and the anger was lost on the spot.

Although there were still hundreds of soldiers who had arrived, they were all frightened, looking at Jiang Song's deep and strange eyes, as if they were looking at a demon stepping out of hell.

No one dared to take a step closer.

Jiang Song threw the hilt of the sword in his hand aside, and his gaze suddenly shot towards Wu Yong like a sharp blade.

"Thief, it's your turn!"

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(To be continued...... (To be continued.) )