The gods fight, and mortals don't even have the qualifications to watch the excitement.

In Changzhou City, no one knew that Zhang Yuanji, the young man who was about to become a great heavenly master in Longhu Mountain, was randomly shot by the Heavenly Dome Female Crown, and he was beaten into a lost dog.

The people slept in their houses.

Even if you get up in the middle of the night and go out, you can't see the fairy handwriting of the female crown, and you will only be frightened by the white rainbow sword and the huge green sword in your dreams.

And more than 10,000 soldiers were in the barracks, with swords in their hands and armor on their bodies, and no one was careless.

Gong Wei Xu Xiao and Zhuo Zongtang.

In the early autumn, it was the busy season for farming, and the people in the city were evacuated and returned after the previous war in Changzhou, but not many farmers outside the city left their hometowns, and even if there were, they had returned after the war stopped.

The scent of rice flowers is faint.

In the city of Changzhou, suddenly there was a frog chirping, as if floating from the field, and it seemed to be born out of thin air, and then in the middle of the air, two raindrops suddenly appeared, one left and one right suspended on the side of the two horns of the green man.

Reflecting the moonlight, it is bright and dazzling.

Even if there is the sound of gunfire like thunder, there is sword light like water, and then there is the sword light in the air.

But two drops of rain are like swords.

When it swept through the air, it dragged out a bright brilliance, like a flying sword.

The smell of blood is in the air.

The green child collapsed, turned into a blue light and disappeared into intangible.

An Meiqin fell from the sky.

The moment she landed, when An Meiqin was the most relaxed, from the shadows of Lei Fang and Tang Tieyi's corpses, two long swords ghostly floated out, no sword light shone, and the long sword could not even be seen under the moonlight, nor could the assassin holding the sword.

Blazing fast!

When An Meiqin saw the sword, she also saw the face of the sword-wielding dead man, and even the flesh hemorrhoids on the cheek of one of the assassins were clearly visible.

If there is no accident, An Meiqin is already dead.

That's the real killer move.

No matter how powerful a person is, when he is lax, he is just one person.

If you are human, you will die.

But An Meiqin seemed to have expected it, and with a slight wave of her sleeves, the raindrops that had disappeared exploded out of thin air.

Heavenly Thunder Empowerment!

With two pops, raindrops pierced through the top of the assassin's head, and then pierced between his legs, and a sharp whirl, hanging around An Meiqin, revealing his true face, but it was the long sword that had been blown away by Tang Tieyi and the scabbard that killed Yang Shan.

The sword and scabbard are not stained with blood.

It was only at this moment that the last two dead men fell, and blood flowed all over the ground.

An Meiqin still held her hand, looked at the courtyard gate, and said with a smile: "I know that this is not the last killing move, the real sword is you, as long as I go to help Li Ruyu, when you go out, you will definitely use all your strength." ”

After a pause, "That's how Qin Yujing died?" ”

The moonlight was bright, and it was clear in the shadows of the courtyard gate, and there could be no one at all.

However, as An Meiqin's words fell, she slowly got up from a place that was clear at a glance, with a sword at her waist and a sallow face, silently walked under the moonlight and looked at An Meiqin.

I don't know how he hid in the shadows.

An Meiqin took a closer look, "Sure enough, it's you." ”

According to the spy report, the dead soldier who escaped with injuries after killing Qin Yujing was a swordsman with a sallow face.

Xu nodded weakly.

An Meiqin stopped talking.

Murderous intent is high.

The long sword and scabbard floating beside him flashed with cold light, and then turned into raindrops.

Brilliance flows.

It's just that without the comparison of Qingji, these two raindrops seem extremely long at the moment, not so much raindrops, but two conical swords hanging in the air.

Xu weak's eyes tightened.

Press the sword.

The next moment, this dead soldier who killed Qin Yujing with a sword did not advance but retreated, broke open the courtyard gate like a false wind, disappeared into the dark night under the moonlight, and fled far away.

Such An Meiqin can't be killed by herself.

But you can wait for the opportunity to kill again.

After all, assassination is different from defending a city, the city is difficult to recover, while assassination can be defeated again and again - as long as you live, you have a chance.

An Meiqin was stunned, he really didn't expect that Xu Wan, who was a dead soldier, would choose to leave.

It's a pity.

If this person can be killed, Zhou Jiangdong, Lu Shengxiang and others will have less threat of being assassinated.

After a moment's silence, he withdrew his sword.

When he looked up again, in the direction of the state ya, the huge white rainbow sword had fallen, and the entire Changzhou seemed to be trembling, and the vigorous sword intent exploded like a volcano erupting, with the direction of the state government as the center, spreading to the entire Changzhou.

An Meiqin leaned over and picked up the spear that had been released.

Sabre, tow gun.

Out.

Tonight, I, An Meiqin, will do my best to punish the dead soldiers in Shuzhong in Changzhou City!

Heroic.

It's hard to suppress your feelings, so you don't have to worry about thunder tonight.

So he sang aloud.

……

……

The state government is in ruins.

Himetsuki stood on a roof ridge outside the ruins, her entire body hidden in the shadow of her cloak.

Still looking into the distance.

When the young man appeared, half of the plan for tonight had failed.

Six dead soldiers can't kill An Meiqin.

will die.

Xu Miao can kill Qin Yujing, and even kill Junziqi, but he can't kill such An Meiqin.

But Xu was weak and could escape.

However, Ji Yue was a little worried that Xu Wan would not escape.

Xu Qiao, like his mentor, is a righteous person who is fearless in life and death.

It is likely that he would rather die than retreat.

But soon, there was a special birdsong in the night sky, which was a retreat signal from Xu Wan, Ji Yue breathed a sigh of relief, although it was a pity for the six dead soldiers, but if Xu Wan died, it would be even more of a pity.

Since An Meiqin can't be killed, it's a good thing that Xu Miao survived.

Ji Yue looked back at the ruins.

There are some accidents, Li Ruyu's kendo is very strong, and it is stronger when it meets the strong, which everyone in the world knows.

But it turned out to be tough.

After slamming the sword of the white rainbow, it was unscathed.

Ji Yue knew that Jing Ke was a powerful swordsman, but Jing Ke's swordsmanship was definitely under the sword beside him, and this sword might only be able to compete with the Mo family's patriarch.

After all, Juzi is a saint.

But without a moment, this person can also kill Li Ruyu.

A long delay means many hitches.

Ji Yue knew that An Meiqin was coming, and she had to give Li Ruyu a fatal blow.

Ji Yue was about to speak, and her heart jumped suddenly.

Dangerous!

Ji Yue barely hesitated, her figure flashed, disappeared on the roof, and stood in the ears of Ji Yue, who was a hundred meters away, and there was a loud singing voice from the majestic clouds.

An Meiqin came so fast!

……

……

Li Ruyu's body was full of blood and sore and unbearable, his heart was slightly bitter, and for the first time he rose up to face the high mountains and the abyss, he didn't know how high and deep the person on the other side was, just like a master.

Although he shook a white rainbow sword, he knew it in his heart.

This man's kendo is much more than that.

The shot will cause thunder.

This man who can't see a sword in a cloak must be a stranger, but for some reason, the thunder only explodes in the sky, but it doesn't fall.

Could it be that he is still a Taoist master?

But there was really some excitement in my heart - I shook the sword of the white rainbow before, and I didn't invite the book saint, the general, and the assassin, but only relied on the sword path I owned.

If you understand it correctly, only your own kendo should be eighty zhang.

It is comparable to the sword-hugging youth when he was healthy.

It's not as good as Amu.

But enough to fight the sages.

The long sword was unsheathed, staring at the assassin in front of him, who was also shrouded in a cloak like Ji Yue, and was about to attack, when suddenly there was a high singing sound in the air, and someone rushed to him.

Through the ages, heroes have no place to find Sun Zhong, dancing and singing, and the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind.

The grass and trees in the slanting sun, the ordinary alleys, and the humane slaves once lived.

Thinking about back then, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger-

The singing stopped.

Immediately there were guns.

Li Ruyu's heart was boiling for no reason, and he was shocked by this heroic lyrics, and his whole body was hot, and he couldn't wait to raise the sky and roar, and several vivid pictures suddenly appeared in front of him.

The years are gilded, and the heroic rain blows away, but it is difficult to have immortal heroes.

At sunset, in an ancient and vicissitudes of life, there is a man with a royal spirit standing at the door, ruling the world and looking at the world, scolding Fang Xuan and pointing the country.

There are thousands of miles of yellow sand, the wind rises in the long forest, the heroes are in a million arrays, Jin Ge is like a forest and the iron horses are chirping, and the soldiers are out, then the iron horses are stepping on the dust, and the rolling momentum is sweeping the world.

The tiger roared in the sky.

What a heroic word, and what a heroic ambition the author of this poem has!

An Xiang Gongguo is an extraordinary person.

An Meiqin came loudly and singing, hundreds of meters away from the ruins, the moment the song stopped, she was also like a tiger at the same time, and suddenly stabbed out with a gun in one hand.

At the tip of the gun, a blue light the size of a soybean flashed.

Immediately like a cyan sun erupted.

Rise from the ground.

The blue light was scorching, and after the spear was stabbed, it quickly spread and flowed backwards, turning into smoke, and in an instant, the blooming cyan sun turned into a huge green one, and with a roar, the green one raised its hooves, volleyed into the air, and pounced on the assassin in the ruins.

The 100-meter-tall green man passed through the air.

Swallow thousands of miles.

Like a tiger!

I can't see An Meiqin anymore, I can only see this strong young man.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast.

The young man is on the verge of ruins, and his horns pierce everything like Jinge.

Among the young men, the tip of the spear was cold.

In fact, it was only a few breaths, from An Meiqin's singing to the time when Qing Yu pounced on the ruins, Ji Yue didn't even have time to say a word, and Li Ruyu didn't have time to draw his sword.

Too fast!

The young man who appeared out of thin air seemed to transcend the shackles of time and space.

In just an instant, he appeared behind the dead man.

Rumble!

The ground of the entire Changzhou City seemed to jump, and endless dust was raised, mixed with bursting blue light, as if there were thousands of fireworks blooming, and it was as if a round of cyan sun was bursting on the ground, and every burst of blue light was a sword.

Ten Thousand Swords Blossom!

Time seems to stand still.

The rippling dust, in the eyes of everyone, hung motionless in the air.

There was a buzzing sound, and there was a sudden wave of air.

Like ripples, the layers spread out in all directions, and where they passed, the dust hanging in the air was like being swept by a broom, constantly pushing outward and piling up again.

With a snapping sound, the dust accumulated into an arm-thick ear of earth, crashing into the surrounding remnants of the buildings, cutting them off without any suspense.

In the sound of collapse, there was not a single intact building within a radius of 100 meters.

Li Ruyu reacted very quickly.

When An Meiqin stabbed out with a shot and Qingzi escaped from the cyan sun, he didn't cooperate with An Meiqin for the first time - he was more concerned about the safety of the little one than the life and death of the dead man.

With a stride, the figure flickered, appearing in front of Xiaoxiao and Su Su, and snorted softly without the slightest hesitation.

General, please.

He immediately drew his sword.

Behind him, a huge armored phantom rose up and drew his sword.

Li Ruyu's long sword slammed into the ground, and the huge phantom sword in the hand of the huge armored phantom behind him was also as fast as lightning into the ground, and in an instant, behind Li Ruyu and the phantom, a sea of corpses and blood suddenly appeared.

The resentful ghost cried and the killing intent was monstrous.

It's like hell.

Immediately, a blood-colored pillar of light rose into the sky, piercing the sky and submerging into the starry sky.

The earth ring formed by the surging qi also collided with the blood-colored pillar of light at this time, and with a loud bang, the Hell Burial Sword, which had always been indestructible and even able to dissolve everything, shook incessantly, and its shadow dimmed.

But in the end, it stood still.

Li Ruyu let out a sigh of relief and looked ahead through the blood-colored pillar of light, feeling more and more shocked in his heart.

What a fierce An Xianggong!

But—

That dead man seems to be stronger!

In the face of An Meiqin's angry shot, the assassin did not pull out a white rainbow to meet the enemy, but only turned around in an instant with a flick of his fingers, and then held the sword in one hand, and supported the sword with the palm of the other, in front of the sword.

An Meiqin's shot was pointed at the sword in his hand.

Let the green man swallow thousands of miles like a tiger, let the green light burst like a thousand swords blooming, and let An Meiqin break through the sky with one shot to attack for no reason, he just returned to the basics of the complex and simple horizontal sword chest, such a simple posture.

The assassin with one man and one sword, in front of the green man who is 100 meters high, is as small as an ant.

Mantis arm block the car!

It is like a lonely boat facing the tsunami waves that the sky is falling apart.

It gives people an illusion, as if this person once stood in the world, facing the most powerful force in the world, and also handed out a mountain-shaking sword so plainly.

The strength of the young man, swallowing thousands of miles and like a tiger, isn't it an unstoppable mountain to the top?

One person and one sword, can shake the mountain?

OK!

The Assassin's tiny figure stood still.

It will be like a mountain!

Under his feet, countless cracks appeared in the hard ground, and with a crackling sound, they spread behind him like a spider web dozens of meters away, as if the assassin had spread its huge wings like a butterfly.

An Meiqin shot a young man, and Jin Ge Iron Horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, this shot is enough to make the world bow down.

The assassin is like a needle in the sea.

Don't move, don't retreat.

Unyielding!

Except for the cloak, he didn't even shake his figure in the slightest.

It's so strong!

Li Ruyu asked himself, if he faced this shot by himself, he might be able to block it, but he would definitely not be able to make this assassin so calm and relaxed.

After weighing it in my heart, in all fairness, An Meiqin's shot is already comparable to the sword of the master in Guanyu City, and it is definitely another martial arts green mountain in the cool world.

But such a shot could not break the assassin's defenses.

So how powerful should he be?

I don't know why, looking at the assassin's quiet and silent hard shake An Meiqin's shot, I felt the unique breath emanating from his body that flowed through the white mountains and black water flowing through spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Li Ruyu was a little sad.

He has seen Jing Ke's wind and sorrow, easy to water and cold, and the eternal tragedy of the strong man who will never return; I also felt the domineering incomparable killing god Bai Qi killing to kill; I have also experienced the pen and ink of the sage Wang Xi, who has written freely in the world.

But the small Assassin felt desolate and lonely.

His sword seems to speak vividly.

One word is spoken.

Pathos!

What kind of swordsman is this?