Xu Yan was a little confused, how did this master who didn't look like a master know himself.

If it was sent by the family, it wouldn't have kicked it so hard, and I can't say how about the young master.

At least comfort yourself, and the tradition of the Tang Dynasty is that the gentleman does not move his mouth, but this one is not particular at all.

It's a pity that this old man doesn't seem to be a gentleman.

"Hello old man, I am also from the Tang Dynasty."

Xu Yan thought a lot in his heart, but when he came to his mouth, he did say it with a smile, as if the kick just now was not him.

He scolded secretly, "I've been with Qian for a long time, and I really learned a thing or two of this shameless kung fu." ”

There was a city between the two, scolding here, and Qian Duo sneezed on the other side, rubbing his nose and looking at the group of people below.

"Oh, I'm not good, and you, as a Tang person, I don't think it's very good."

The old man's face seemed to be pulled down, as if he could still talk about life and death with people laughing and laughing just now.

When he came to himself, it seemed that the old man's patience had been exhausted, and when he looked at the two eyes, he said that there was no fire, but few people believed it.

Just now, the flying knife almost knocked out the eyeballs of everyone present, so I almost clapped my hands loudly and shouted.

But Xu Yan is now staring at the small flying knife on the old man's waist, but he doesn't have the feeling of wanting to applaud just now.

"What, you want to go?"

The old man seemed to have eyes in the back, and as soon as Yang Biansheng wanted to move, the old man looked back.

Yang Biansheng has no embarrassed or embarrassed expression, this is the quality of a master.

"Senior, I made my mistake first, I don't know how to deal with it?"

Yang Biansheng knew that it was impossible to run away under the other party's nose, so he could only take a step back and talk to the old man in front of him.

"What do you think should be done? Shouldn't human life be paid for by human life? ”

When the old man said this, Yang Biansheng's face still changed involuntarily.

If you owe money to repay debts, if you owe your life, it is normal to repay it with your life.

It's a pity that Yang Biansheng doesn't want to die here, he still has a lot of things to do.

And the people around him also changed their faces, the old man said so, then the old general Li in the military tent may really have gone.

A country cannot be without a king for a day, and an army cannot be without a general for a day.

General Li died, and the people outside had not withdrawn, but they were becoming more and more violent.

"My seniors liked to laugh."

Yang Biansheng smiled, but listened to the old man's words just now as a joke.

You can't beat it, but it shouldn't be difficult to leave a life out of tune.

"You think I like to laugh a lot?"

The old man's face showed some signs of improvement, as if what the old man had just said was a joke.

"The juniors feel that the seniors don't like to laugh."

As soon as the words fell, a flying knife flew out of a place, and he couldn't see the shot, but the flying knife had already arrived in front of Yang Biansheng.

Three inches away from his throat, Yang Biansheng dodged sideways, but there was a blood mark on his neck, but there was no way to remove it.

"The seniors are a little unsophisticated."

Yang Biansheng's neck began to bleed, but the amount of blood was not much, and he could cover it just by taking out a handkerchief.

The old man didn't look like he was making a move, just watching Yang Biansheng's movements from the sidelines.

"Particular is for people who are particular about people, you are a person from the Eight Realms who came to the Tang Dynasty military camp to kill my Tang general, is it exquisite?"

The old man sneered, as if what the person in front of him said stinked like his own farts in the crops.

As for how the other party would respond, the old man knew in his heart, and he didn't plan more, so he glanced at Xu Yan again and kicked Xu Yan.

"Oh, that senior is not going to be reasonable."

Yang Biansheng doesn't like to be reasonable, and always feels that those who read books can talk all day long after arguing all day.

But when he saw the old man in front of him, he wanted to be reasonable, after all, the gentleman didn't move his hands.

It's a pity that the other party is not a gentleman, and when Yang Biansheng's words just fell, another flying knife appeared, this time at the knee of his left leg.

The old man didn't speak, but the knife seemed to speak for him.

"I'm just being unreasonable, what can you do?"

The old man always felt that he was too angry today, but when he saw Xu Yan, he kicked Xu Yan angrily, and Yang Biansheng had another knife on his body.

"Offended."

Yang Biansheng didn't dare to sit still, he really followed the method of the old man of the crop, and he would not be pierced by a flying knife for a while, but bleed to death.

The Eight Realms can ride the wind, but they are flying towards the border pass at a rapid pace, and the people around them are in a hurry, but the old man does not speak.

The people below didn't dare to say anything, if the Eight Realms were so easy to deal with, then they would have replaced the old man a long time ago.

And the old man really didn't look at Yang Biansheng, who was about to leave, and followed with a flying knife.

People have eyes, and naturally in the hands of the old man, the flying knife also has eyes.

The speed is extremely fast, but I can't see where the specific flying knife is, and I can only hear the sound of the flying knife breaking the wind.

A Tang officer touched his head, as if he had played chess and rained, but the rain seemed to be blood-red.

Yang Bian gave birth to the border pass, but there was a five-inch-long flying knife at the mouth of the vest that entered three inches.

Every step he took, it seemed that the flying knife was a point deeper, which made Yang Biansheng look extremely embarrassed.

"Hehe, Lord Yang, you're back."

The person who spoke was the top figure in the army, but this Lord Yang's special status made him suffer.

I saw that Yang Biansheng walked out of the pool of blood, his clothes were full of blood, and he was limping when he landed and walked.

"Alas, Lord Yang, what's wrong with you?"

hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Biansheng to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"Ahem, there is an old man with crops over there in Datang who is better than me."

As soon as he said half a sentence, the wound in his throat began to spurt blood.

He continued, but felt as if his body was getting more and more out of control.

"Eh, did you kill that old General Li?"

The man really wanted to know the answer in his heart, and when he saw Yang Biansheng nodding lightly, he was a little happy.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are a little cruel on his happy face. A dagger appeared in his hand, but there was no superfluous movement, and it stabbed into Yang Biansheng's heart.

"Lord Yang has done a good job, the country will definitely not forget your merits in this victory."

Although he said these words, the movements in his hands were a little faster, and he didn't reach half of the incense, but Yang Biansheng didn't breathe at all.

He let go of his arm, but a panicked expression appeared on his face. Shouting out to the back

"Lord Yang is back, come and see Lord Yang."