Volume 1 The First Journey into the Lake Chapter 8 Tiele Military Regulations

A breeze and a thin mist hit, suddenly increasing the air killing aura, the pig pulled out his long sword, walked forward slowly, said so many words, definitely not just want to express the resentment in his heart, since Ming Niao did not have Zhongmeng sweat medicine, there must be some precautions, he did not count on the second prince's backup, in the enemy's territory, no one knew if these people would be nearby, he was more concerned about whether Kui Niu or Eagle Qiu Danqing followed, now it seems that Ming Niao has no other helpers. In the carving of Danqing's Tie Le, the pig has always been arrogant, Ming Bird and Kui Niu went to the Tianshan Mountains to carry out secret missions in the past two years, and the pig does not know whether her martial arts have improved, but he is conceited that a long sword is invincible.

They are all military killers, the moves are simple and practical, the cold light flashes, a sword and a sword are intertwined, and a little spark shines in the mist. The pig's face was gloomy, his eyes were wide with anger, his skin was dull, and the pupils of his eyes were also pale gray in the cold cold light of the sword body. After a mistake, the two fought, only to hear the sound of clanging, the fire splashed, and the sword moves of the pig were fierce, and there was no hand left, and the moves were fatal killing, worthy of the killing god in the army. The Mingniao scimitar has a degree of attack and defense, and it moves lightly and agilely, but the full moon scimitar is nothing more than that.

Seeing that she refused to fight with all her strength, she was confused, Ming Bird was a princess when she was a girl, and her martial arts were just mediocre when she was a girl, and she practiced hard for ten years, and she learned the method of attack and assassination. Xin secretly said: "Mingniao, you are too unconscious, don't complain when you die!" Haunt the hell. The three-foot sword blade was like the claws of a magic beast, slashing and stabbing at everything, and countless cold sword lights were wrapped in all directions.

The bright bird circled and rolled left and right, but it was difficult to jump out of the sword circle, and the sword technique of the deer pig implicitly engulfed her. Mingniao secretly complained in his heart, although the badger knew that Mingniao had a personal relationship with Eagle Qiu Danqing, but he didn't know what Mingniao had been doing in the past two years, he only knew that she was going to carry out the mission, after all, in addition to protecting the prince, Tiele would also lurk everywhere.

Mingniao Tianshan gave birth to a daughter, and her martial arts were wasted a lot, so she had to practice the unique method of breathing and breathing in Tianshan, otherwise under such a sharp sword move, she would die under the sword if she couldn't catch it in one breath.

"You're not a real swordsman."

"You also know the true sword technique?" Seeing the advantage, the heart is settled, he was poor in his childhood, he went to the mountains to survive, he was born as a Taoist child, at the age of thirteen, he was wrapped in the great wilderness in Guanzhong, wrapped in the homeless, entered the Western Regions, had to meet the carving enemy, was compiled into Tiele, twenty years of wandering, the true swordsmanship learned in his early years, the sword moves are soothing, the luck is true, and the line is one, how can he survive in the troubled times of life and death between square inches? Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing: "The foreign Rongyi also knows the authenticity of Huaxia? I really don't have a true sword technique, my self-created survival sword technique, can you see it? "The pig does not have the dream of the ranger rivers and lakes, nor does he have the heart to start a sect, the survival of the sword is to seek the survival of the sword, in the Western Regions, the land of erosion and skinning, only sharp and ruthless, can survive, the Taoist authentic reasoning is OK, the second move into the military formation may not be used out, why bother to study? After that, swing the sword and advance, there is no room for it.

Seeing that the momentum was fierce and vicious, Ming Bird could no longer have any scruples, the scimitar met the move, relying on the light body to move uncertainly, leading away the sword moves, and the blades repeatedly exchanged blows, really as fast as a spark, and it was difficult to distinguish the fight.

The pig was horrified, he was young and practiced the method of breathing and breathing, and when he became an adult, he was abandoned because of the slow progress and the guidance of the unknown teacher, only seeking the sword moves changeable, sharp and vicious to win, at this time I saw the bright bird wandering in all directions, although holding a scimitar but there was a momentum of the round sky, I couldn't help but feel a little depressed in my heart, all said that the progress of the Central Plains martial arts was slow when it was young, and the emphasis was on the foundation of internal strength, and the internal force was not enough, and the power was not obvious, if the internal strength was successful, but the power was infinite. As the saying goes, "refining the gods and refining the qi, returning to the original and returning the yuan, the heaven and the earth are handed over, the water rises and the fire falls, the head and feet go up and down, and the handover is like a god?" "It's just that in that foreign land in the Western Regions, how can someone give her guidance? Could it be that she has had an adventure in the past two years?

In fact, when Ming Bird was young, Yu Chi Wang Ting had a long way to live, and had taught her some methods, but at that time she was young and delicate, and her external and internal skills did not make much progress.

In the past two years, she has been pregnant and has a daughter, she can't jump up and down, she can only recuperate, what she can practice is internal breath and breathing, and there is the head of Tianshan Mountain to guide her, but she has some understanding, and she has reached the realm of slight success.

Ming Bird said in his heart: "What Dan said about both internal and external cultivation is really some doorways, but like this, when the qi of the pig is weakened, it is difficult for me to win, in the past two years, I have been slack in the moves, it is difficult to defeat the enemy with one move, and the martial arts are really not advancing or retreating." ”

The two of them have their own suffering, the pig frantically urges the sword move, the sword wind is wrapped in a three-foot radius, the eyes are blood-red, both of them are iron in the army, they will kill when they make a move, leaving no room for it, the Ming Bird struggles to block the frame, in the end it is still inferior, under the rapid attack of the Qi Pig, the Ming Bird's footsteps are chaotic, the delicate body trembles, the willow eyebrows are frowned, and he exclaims: "Ouch!" "I was dizzy in my mind, it turned out that yesterday Ai Lang was fierce and a little unwell, according to the folk saying, "the steps are big, and the crotch is pulled." "If you put it in the past, I would still be happy in my heart after scolding my lover thousands of times, but at this moment, it seems out of place.

With a "clang", the scimitar in his right hand has been picked off.

Ming Bird didn't have time to scold Ailang, a flower in front of him, the green blade of the hedgehog had already attacked in front of him, instinctively dodged, a stream of blood burst out, and the long sword went straight into the shoulder blade.

Ming Bird had a sharp pain in his shoulder, and when he saw that he had succeeded in a blow, he was overjoyed, and pushed the hilt of the sword with his left hand, and Ming Bird was horrified, and turned back in a panic, only to see a big tree behind him, and shouted in his heart: "Not good, this person wants to nail me to the tree." "Immediately I can't care about much, I hold the edge of the sword in my hand and try to pull out the long sword, and the pig does not pity it, Tiele is equal to a dead man, and as soon as the sword comes out, he will see life and death. Urging the internal force, roaring in his mouth, he nailed the Tianshan Snow Lotus to the tree, and saw that Mingniao's hands were dripping with blood, so he held one hand against the hilt of the sword: "I didn't want to deal with you and even use seven successful husbands, but I underestimated you." The pig smiled proudly, and at this time the overall situation had been decided, and he sighed in his heart.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Mingniao almost gritted his teeth and said, "The prince will not let you go." She didn't beg for mercy, as a noble princess, how many difficult tasks, she never lowered her head, others said that she was favored by the fifth prince, in fact, she knew that it was all made by her blood and sweat. If she says begging for mercy, she will only beg for mercy from her king where love is strong, and there is no other possibility.

"Kill, naturally kill." There was a malicious smile on the face of the hedgehog, the female Tie Le like the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, the woman of the king, the daughter of the Khotanese royal family who once dominated the Western Regions, the many women with shining halos, the thoughts that had been in their minds gathered at this moment.

The stinging pain in his shoulder and the strange look on the man's face made Mingtori bow sadly.

"Don't move." The pig smiled: "I have to admit that you are really a woman who provokes anger, but don't worry, I won't bully you when you're alive, every Tiele has his own last resort, I won't take risks." Saying that, he took out the small moon knife from his waist, this knife is only one foot, made of stainless steel, shaped like the fourth moon of the first month, it is the most intimate blade of the Tielers, and it is also the necessary tool for the Tielers to cut off people's heads and return to their lives after completing the task, so it is also called the fourth blood month.

The pig shook the bright blood of the fourth month, admiring the sweaty female Tiele in front of him, and couldn't help but think in his heart, if he cut his throat, it was too bloody, if he still wanted to kiss Fang Ze, it was really unappetizing, it was better to bleed under the armpits, and the death was slow, and the blood flowed cleanly, his face was like a dry corpse, and there was a lack of color, it was better to cover it to death, and he thought about it a lot, and sighed: "The pig, the pig, can distinguish right from wrong, can know good and evil, loyal and traitorous, and now it's good, what I think in my heart is to bully a dying woman." It's a bit of a misnomer. "For a moment the gods and men were at war, and their minds were confused.

Seeing that the pig was restless, Ming Bird shouted in his heart: "At this time." "The body is forward, the blood that is about to coagulate is bright red again, only two inches forward, and the right hand draws a broken thorn from the leather armor of the left shoulder, which is straight to the throat of the pig, the pig's eyes are wide open, the blood in the throat is soaring, and the fourth day of the first month falls to the ground, and his eyes are full of incredulity.

The women's leather armor worn by Ming Bird is slightly different, in addition to the round breastplate, there are tassels of the armor on both shoulders, I thought it was just a woman's love for beauty, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, there was a broken thorn hidden inside, and this was actually Ming Bird's last killer move.

Mingniao reluctantly drew his long sword, waved his hand, and spilled blood on the ground. "As soon as the sword comes out, you will see life and death, have you forgotten the military regulations of Tiele?" Ming Bird spitted at the pig's face: "Dan, that's right, when you live and die, if you want to be more, you can only die." ”

The pig could no longer speak, and the charm in his mind became his eternal memory in just a moment.