Lake wind and night rain.

The teahouse has long since closed, there are no guests, but the attic on the second floor is brightly lit.

Liu Guanhu wore a cloak, sat on a chair, pulled an erhu, and spoke clearly: "All fairies, four-way wandering spirits, please sit down." If you want to say that the battle of the first swordsman in Yunjiang City is wonderful, the brothers of the past, the enemies of today, the blades are opposed, who wins and who loses, and listen to me in detail. ”

"It is said that Lu Jiandao has hated Feng Xinglie for a long time, but who is Feng Xinglie? That Feng Xinglie is a disciple of the Sword Saint who has fallen into the sky, and he has already completed his qi, and he is only half a step away from refining his martial intent to reach the realm of the fetal yuan, and Lu Jiandao cannot be defeated, so he can only suppress his hatred in his heart. ”

But one day, Xixuzong set his sights on Yunjiang City and secretly found Lu Jiandao, it was the dry firewood that met the fire, and the rain and dew after a long drought, so there was an earth-shattering plan. ”

"In order to evade the Heavenly Martial Sect's calculations, Lu Jiandao had to kill the King of Yunjiang alone, creating the illusion that this was a rebellion from within Yunjiang City. ”

"Feng Xinglie has recently entered a bottleneck in martial arts, working hard in government affairs, and wants to borrow the blade to improve his strength, Lu Jiandao knew that the opportunity was coming, he united with Xixu Sect to pick one of the most fierce swords, borrowed the hands of the Four Seas Merchants, and resold it to Feng Xinglie, so that his sword intent was not pure, and he designed to kill his wife and children, shaking his heart. ”

"Under the seizure of the first opportunity, the wind is gradually falling, and the defeat is decided. ”

The long erhu sound, mournful and desolate, surrounded by wisps of empty seats in the teahouse, like clouds and mist, tear-jerking.

Liu Guanhu was immersed in the music and sighed: "This is destined to be a battle to the death that no one witnesses. ”

"Z-z-z-smack"

The string broke.

Half a string popped out and slapped on Liu Guanhu's face.

He frowned, glanced at the erhu sluggishly, pinched a trick, and the snake skin on the surface of the erhu seemed to come to life, growing wildly, and the broken strings were also entangled, snuggled in pairs, and stuck together.

This is the means of creating Yuan Gong, which is exclusive to the Dan Yuan Realm.

The sound of erhu is fluttering again.

Liu Guanhu continued: "There is a teenager who witnessed this battle, but it doesn't matter, a teenager can't change the ending of the story. “

"Click!"

This time, the piano rod was broken, and Liu Guanhu left a piece of the piano barrel in his hand, he was stunned, threw the piano barrel to the ground and smashed it, and scolded: "His grandmother's, which one is blind to change the heavenly machine, change the change, change the fart!"

He sat back in his chair with a huff, his ribcage pounding.

"Lookout, don't go, there's something else!

As if he saw someone leaving his seat, he hurriedly put a fragment of the ground in his arms, repaired it with the Yuan Gong of Creation, and played and sang with a smile.

"It's all a small place just now, it doesn't matter, let's listen to the big battle above Yunze, that Biyuntao and Zheng are fighting in the water......"

——

Wang fu.

Lu Jiandao slowly pulled out the long knife and wiped the blood on the knife carefully, as if saying goodbye to the past. The corpse of the wind was slumped to the ground, dead from life.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk"

The palace, which should have been quiet, suddenly heard heavy footsteps

A young man walked here step by step with the girl on his back, and the young man's eyes were cold, colder than the night. The girl on her back had round eyes and blood in her throat, and she had been dead for a long time. Feng Xiangyun put Lin Lu'er's body next to a tree, straightened his head, and looked at Lu Jiandao with his sword.

Lu Jian praised: "You really gave me too many surprises, but it's a pity that you came late." “

"I think it's just right. “

Feng Xiangyun said softly: "I saw that Xiao Lu'er didn't blink to death, so I wanted to help her close her eyes, and I happened to bump into your General Lu, and it was even more coincidental that your black armor was broken and injured, a godsend." “

Lu Jiandao said with a smile: "Yes, today is a good day, and all grievances will be buried in the soil." It's a great feeling that everything is going to be over. “

Feng Xiangyun was bathed in the moonlight, and suddenly six figures appeared in front of him, each of which used different sword moves to stab at different positions on Lu Jiandao's body. His Hantan Crane Shadow took another step forward at this life-and-death juncture.

Lu Jiandao sneered, stepped and raised his sword, it was the White Tiger Seven Kills' sky-skimming style, a knife slashed out, the blood was full of light, and layers of flame patterns appeared in the air, this is the flame that the blood is blazing to the extreme, and the six figures have not yet approached, and they are evaporated by the cage cast by this flame.

"Insect carving skills. “

Lu Jiandao was not elegant at the moment, his armor was in tatters and hung on his body, and there were blood stains oozing out of the cracks, which were the traces left by the battle with Feng Xinglie, but here and now, he was invincible.

Feng Xiangyun flew up and went straight to the roof of the side room, these two happened between the lightning and flint, and he couldn't help but sigh that he didn't learn the wrong martial arts at the beginning, and the crane ran faster than anyone else, this was the only place where he could fight with Lu Jiandao.

Stand still.

Feng Xiangyun suddenly made his debut, and three light blue water arrows condensed in front of him, flying towards Lu Jian Dao.

"What about this hand?"

Feng Xiangyun's Taoist exercises, naturally there will be some low-level techniques, this is a second-grade water archery technique, with flowing water as the arrow, the power can reach the full strength of the old farmer who cultivates the land, and the three water arrows are enough to have the power of the farmer's three punches!

Lu Jiandao is experienced, but he doesn't hide, let the water arrow slap on his face, leaving no traces, he looked at Feng Xiangyun quietly, his face was expressionless, "Don't take out the spells below the fourth grade to be embarrassed, what's the matter, Feng Gongzi Qian's donkey skills are exhausted? Just now, he was so angry and wanted to kill me as a sacrifice, why didn't he even dare to approach me?"

Of course, Feng Xiangyun will not approach, in the case of not being able to resist the gangqi, let alone hand-to-hand combat, if you get close to Sanzhang, you will definitely die, and any sword skills are empty jokes.

Hearing his sarcasm, Feng Xiangyun sat down instead, and said unhurriedly: "I just slept a lot, I was full of food and drink, and I was full of energy. But General Lu, what about you, how much effort did you spend planning this? How many days have you not slept peacefully?"

"I heard that the wounded are easy to get tired, how long can you last General Lu, a whole night, a day, or two days?"

"Wouldn't it be beautiful for us to just talk and talk about old love?"

Feng Xiangyun casually used his debut trick as he spoke, and the farmer's three fists flew downward, and unlike before, he put a charm on top of the water arrow.

Lu Jiandao was not confused, he carefully swung his knife and cut it open, and nothing happened.

"A dust cleaner?"

Naturally, he also recognized this talisman, and then his face changed, and he understood Feng Xiangyun's intentions.

Of course, the dust clearing charm is not powerful, and it will not hurt if you use your face, but what if Feng Xiangyun uses another charm? This means that he must divide his energy and not rest, Feng Xiangyun guessed well, he is already tired, the feeling of complacency is dissipating, and his body is constantly urging.

Lu Jiandao knew that he had to solve this unexpected battle as soon as possible, otherwise it would not be an empty word to be consumed on the spot.

Soon he thought of a countermeasure.