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The messenger, Dabao, and Erbao all snorted fiercely.

The messenger looked angry and said, "A bunch of insects, not self-sufficient. Dabao Erbao, you two brothers go up together and destroy him, of course, don't let him lose too ugly, haha. The envoy of the North Palace laughed, stared at Fanxiang, and was very arrogant.

The two Beigong attendants didn't say anything, "Tengteng" twice, jumped to the center of the field, looked down at Fan Xiang in front of him was so weak and thin, the two brothers looked at each other, laughed, and shouted to Fan Xiang: "Come on, boy, don't worry, we will not kill you." ”

Fan Xiang walked to the center of the square, seemed to smile, and said: "Come on, two stupid big ones, come, kill me!" Haha laughed, waved the broken knife in his hand, and the void was lightly split, and the broken knife immediately erupted a dark blue plasma flame, hissing.

The crowd retreated slightly to the sidelines, making room for a piece of land in the middle of the square.

Dabao and Erbao stood up, one holding a ring-headed long knife, and the other empty-handed into the white blade, and rushed straight towards Fanxiang.

Fan Xiang stood on tiptoe, sliding small steps, the blade in his hand flashed, like a snake. He watched Su Xinyan's green silk dance, and broke the enemy in the ethereal dance, so he deeply liked this set of silk dance methods to attack the enemy. This Fanxiang is good, just this little problem makes people disgusted, he can't see the exquisite kung fu of others, at a glance, he can't help but figure out and study at any time, in order to get its essence, it is really a martial idiot.

I saw that he first slowly moved the knife momentum, got up, rotated his body in mid-air, stepped into the air, like flying into the sky, made two circles in the air, and with a long roar, his actions gradually became faster, and the green shadow was like the wind.

The three of them quickly became a group. Dabao and Erbao flew away like the wind, and the iron hand and long knife stabbed each other, and greeted Fan Xiang directly. Dabao opened his eyes and waved his iron fist with a big bowl, and his fists were full of wind; Erbao raised his thick eyebrows upside down, and he raised his head with a long knife, and the knife was like electricity. The two Beigong warriors shook their spirits and fought with all their might. Two against one, fighting like a T-shaped light, or attacking in a diagonal stab, or slashing in mid-air, or sweeping on the ground. Even the number of fights is combined, regardless of victory or defeat. Fan Xiang swam and moved in the gap between the attacks of the two, sometimes like a slippery fish, sometimes like a butterfly piercing flowers, sometimes like a lonely Hong in the sky, and the broken knife was controlled by his palm, left and right in front of him, far and near, like a dark blue flying snake, flashing plasma fireworks, in the fierce attack of the two Beigong warriors, fierce slashing and stabbing, whirling and shuttling.

Between the attacks of the two Beigong generals, Fan Xiang calmly stepped into the air, turning in circles, moving, counterattacking, and playing with ease. Listening to the sound of clanging metal, the two Beigong killers couldn't get close at all.

I saw a green shadow in the center of the square in front of the two bronze tower-like fierce men left and right, sometimes like a crane shadow in the cold pond, sometimes like a butterfly turned into Zhuang Zhou, the lonely Hong swept by, like a butterfly flying, a knife shadow flashed with a faint blue cold light, flying left and right in front of the three people like electricity, like a charm.

The shark grease fireball in the center of the top of the transit square glowed with a halo of red light, like a sunset in the twilight, and the red light sprinkled down, falling softly on everyone, and also on this slender man in green clothes, I saw that his figure was like a charm, and the blade surrounded the left and right in front of him, flickering near and far, forming a circle of blue halo. He seemed to be carrying a wine bottle, fluttering in a twilight, pouring himself a drink, for this twilight spring has a little drunk, the grass on the ground swaggered in his footprints, in the meantime, occasionally an insect was frightened, jumped out, squeaked, he suddenly looked back, jumped on the empty boat next to the grass pavilion, and drunk to see the scenery, the lotus boat swayed, wandered in it, but could not find the way back, seemed to strayed into the depths of the lotus flower, and the twilight was still sprinkled with wisps, sprinkled on his knife, sleeves, eyebrows, forming a circle of red, the knife shimmered.

On the basis of this type of knife technique, the original heavy weight of the knife method was eliminated, and only the extreme femininity and sharpness were retained, and through their own understanding, a new set of knife techniques was re-interpreted, and it was transformed into "Chang Ji Xi Ting sunset, drunk and did not know the way back." Returning to the boat at night, I strayed into the depths of the lotus flowers. Fighting, fighting, startling a shoal of gulls and herons" artistic conception, from "intoxicated", "exciting", "mistaken", "fighting", "startling" for the knife essence of the knife essence of the entry point, the knife is named "like a dream drunk knife" knife method, a total of five types of five knives, the knife to drunk for the meaning, fluttering feminine, Ling Lie fast, each knife is from an incredible angle to unfold, people can not prevent it.

In this battle, Fan Xiang, as an extreme martial arts idiot, couldn't help but feel itchy because of the perception and conception of this set of sword techniques, and it happened that Beigong had these two excellent warriors to challenge, so he used Beigong to practice with these two brave stupid big men.

After fighting for about a third of the time in the field, Fanxiang's understanding and induction of this new set of newly conceived drunken knife techniques such as dreams have been sublimated in actual combat, and gradually made him handy, the more he fights, the more courageous he becomes, and his body shape is becoming more and more erratic, like a lotus boat swaying in the depths of lotus flowers, shaking lotus seeds, and lotus incense.

The shark grease fireball is red, like the twilight, in a trance, there is an illusion in front of the audience on the sidelines, just like being in the spring mountain in May, the spring grass is green, the end of the grass road, a grass pavilion, a lotus pond, the wind is rippling, and a lotus boat is swinging. A man in Tsing Yi, standing in the boat, carrying a wine bottle, while rowing and drinking, also drinking and chanting, fluttering and flickering of the boat swaying, elegant and proud, just like a poet walking with a knife, and far and near, the mountain flowers are splendid, the fragrance of the lotus; in the twilight, the petals are flying, just like a blade crossing, the crystal flashes, the color is strange and amazing. The man's color is like a spring flower, the green clothes are half faded, he is already drunk and hazy, in the swaying boat, he looks around, and gently plucks the lotus flowers in the bush with a knife in his hand, the lotus flowers are swaying, the sun is twilight, and he suddenly looks back, but he is already in the depths of the lotus pond, and he has been happy, and he can return to the boat, the boat shakes, and the rapid hull rows over, startling several egrets around, and then, they have fallen behind him. The pace is shaking, the figure is flickering, as if he is not drunk, and suddenly looking back, the blade is feminine, smart, but fierce and fierce.

In the depths of the lotus flower, suddenly the wind blows the waves, looking around in a daze, returning to the boat vertically and horizontally, drawing out several water traces, drawing out a knife trajectory before and after the body, just like the lotus boat rushed away the flowers of the lotus flower, the water sound of the "whooshing" wave, a few egrets were startled, and they were going to fly away, and the drunk thought that the visitor had arrived, haha a long laugh, and then treated it with wine. He waved his right hand lightly, as if shooting out with the wine in his hand, and the blue knife flashed, and the two great egrets flying in front of him fell in response. The broken blade is like flowing water in a number of actions such as "pouring", "drunk", "returning", "fighting", "entering", "startling", "rising", etc., and the incredible direction and angle of the blade are vividly expressed.

At this time, the audience on both sides outside the venue only listened to a long whistle in the field, and then, it was a clanging sound, two pops, and then "ahhhh

The three of them fought for about half a pillar of incense, and Dabao and Erbao were all injured by the blade of Fanxiang, and their expressions were painful and they were committed.

After a while, everyone felt that for a moment, Fanxiang had already put away the knife and stood in the center of the square, standing with the knife in his hand, calm and relaxed.

"Good sword technique!" The people of the Ghost Cave Clan and the envoy of the North Palace couldn't help but applaud in unison. The envoy of the North Palace said in his heart, this Fanxiang really deserves its name.

Su Xinyan covered her mouth, cheered softly, stepped forward, stood in front of Fanxiang, took out a green silk handkerchief, gently wiped it on Fanxiang's forehead, smiled, and said softly: "Brother Fanxiang,......"

"Hmm," Fan Xiang looked at Su Xinyan and smiled lightly.

The clown also stepped forward, overjoyed, and said, "Little brother Fanxiang, good knife skills!" patted Fanxiang on the shoulder, showing the pride of women.

Fan Xiang smiled slightly and said to the clown: "Thank you, big sister, for the compliment." ”

The clown also smiled and said: "Well, the little brother is really good, but it's a pity that it's ......" In her joy, she revealed some regret.

When the people of the Ghost Cave Clan saw it, they thundered with joy.

Fan Xiang looked at the envoy of the North Palace and said coldly: "What else do you have to say now? If you have nothing to say, then get out!"

The messenger looked at Fanxiang Lingran's expression and said in a daze, "Get out." ...... However, who will you send with me to our army camp to handle the signing of this peace agreement? ”

"We are all heroes here, anyone can go!" said the harlequin.

"That's good," the Beigong envoy's eyes swept towards the soldiers and civilians of the Ghost Cave, dripping and turning, and finally stopped on Su Xinyan's face, raised his hand to Su Xinyan, and said arrogantly: "Hmph, do you dare?"

When Su Xin heard this, he took a step forward, smiled slightly, and said proudly: "Why don't you dare!"

"Okay, it's you, then follow me!"

"This good thing must also be counted as me, right, Lord Beigong Envoy. Fanxiang stepped forward, looking leisurely.

"You, what are you going to do?" The envoy of the North Palace stared at Fan Xiang coldly.

"I'm going to see your barracks and see what's so great, well, can't you?...... Oh, you're afraid of me, aren't you?"

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? If you want to go, there will be any trouble, but don't blame me for not reminding you. ”

"Haha,...... Get out of here, go ahead and lead the way, and we'll come later. ”

At this time, Dabao Erbao Wu took his own time, moaning in pain, the envoy of the North Palace saw it, and hurriedly helped the two entourages up, glanced at Fanxiang and Su Xinyan, and said: "We are waiting for you at the foot of the mountain, and you dare not go, although you delay the time." The three of them limped out of the cave, stepped on the clouds, and looked at the slope at the foot of the mountain in embarrassment.

The tribesmen gathered around at once, and surrounded the three of them in the heart, and the joy was infinite. Among them, more than a dozen strong men came out, lifted Van Xiang high, swam around the field several times, shouting: "Hero, hero, hero!" and then gently put Fan Xiang back in the center of the field.

At this time, the owner of the harlequin village came over from behind and said: "Little brother Fanxiang, my little sister will ask you, this time you go to the Beigong military camp, I don't know what traps there are, after the two of you go, you must be very careful." Turning around, he also repeatedly told Su Xinyan.

Fan Xiang and Su Xinyan walked towards the entrance of the cave together, they all turned their heads, looked at each other and smiled, and when they arrived at the entrance of the cave, they turned around and waved goodbye to the soldiers and civilians, and then Su Xinyan bent the index finger of his right hand, put it to his mouth, and whistled in the air, the sound was sharp, far away, and the valley also produced a sharp echo, after half a pillar of incense time, from the far mountain, flew the huge Xuanniao, circled on the mountainside for a while, and stopped steadily on the wooden frame of the crane at the entrance of the cave.

Su Xinyan looked in the air, but didn't see the fat giant snake coming, so he smiled and said: "This white boy doesn't know where to play, everyone hasn't been together for a long time, and it's not familiar with my voice, that's it, let's all sit on the bird." As he spoke, he jumped lightly and got on the back of the bird.

"Okay. Fan Xiang put his hand on the pergola, looked around, and did not see the fat white son flying, so he jumped on the back of the Xuanniao and sat behind Su Xinyan.

Su Xinyan patted the Xuanniao on the neck, and the bird flew towards the slope at the foot of the mountain with the two of them on his back. The three envoys of the North Palace had been waiting in the sloping willow forest for a while, and when they saw Fanxiang and the two coming together by birds, they stopped talking, got up, led the way first, and stepped on a black cloud all the way to the west.

Fan Xiang and Su Xinyan sat on the back of the Xuanniao and followed.

Fan Xiang sat behind Su Xinyan, only to feel a wisp of elegant fragrance oozing from her, sweet and indescribable, thinking of her youthful and beautiful face, and laughing with her own words, she was in a trance for a while. Just when he was thinking about himself, he suddenly felt the sound of the wind tightening, and faintly heard the rumbling sound of war drums in the wind.

After a while, I climbed over a mountain beam, and a flat sand earth appeared in front of me.

Far away, a military camp stretches for dozens of miles to the west.

On the open flat ground in front of the barracks, the sound of war drums rumbled, but it seemed that a battle was going on.

Under the hunting Beigong Daxu, there were three thousand teams neatly arranged, but the enemy's army was only nineteen people, one person was in front, and the remaining eighteen people were neatly lined up, and the eighteen people in the back were all wearing hideous masks. The nineteen people were all dressed in black robes and heavy armor, wearing black cloaks, the same black high-headed horses, each holding a black horizontal knife, carrying a longbow and iron crossbow on their shoulders and dozens of wolf teeth and arrows, and their favorite weapons were hung on both sides of the saddle.

Xuanniao followed behind the Beigong envoy, the closer to the Beigong military camp, the clearer the figure on the battlefield became, and in a blink of an eye, Fan Xiang always felt that the person in front of the team was familiar with the nineteen horses, but the person looked like he was full of beard, far away, he couldn't see clearly, and he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

"Who is he?" In a blink of an eye, this thought turned in Fanxiang's mind several times, and finally he couldn't remember it.

Who is he? Who is he? Who is he?