A few people here rushed out with courage, and the other side had already handed over.

Zhao San's blade pointed at the person in the lead, and his feet did not stop, and the long knife stabbed away like a sword. The other party did not attack him, but wanted to fight, as long as Zhao San was entangled in three or two moves, several people besieged, and Zhao San couldn't hold ten moves. In fact, this is still an overestimation of Zhao San, he is really entangled, he may not be able to pass the three moves.

The blade came at him, and the man rolled up his long sword in his hand, trying to slant the blade. But when the swords intersected, the man changed color, and the sword was like a rock, and he marched forward without wavering. The long sword had already grazed the blade and sparked, but he could only watch as the blade stabbed straight into his chest!

"Stabbing-" The blade pierced from the front chest into the back, Zhao San still didn't stop, the blade pointed forward, wearing a long knife straight forward!

Seeing that he was so brave, the people behind them scattered with a hula, not daring to rush towards him, ready to surround him.

Zhao San rushed forward a few steps and threw the long knife away, throwing the person hanging on the knife far away, and the person spilled a puddle of blood, screaming in the air and dying. In the direction where the corpse was thrown, several people subconsciously slowed down, wanting to let go of the blood and the remains of their companions in mid-air. Unexpectedly, Zhao San stomped forward sideways, and his body had already rushed in front of several people before the corpse fell, and he waved his long knife!

The three of them were cut into six!

At this time, the body of the first person fell to the ground with a bang, and blood spilled on Zhao San's head and face.

Zhao Sanyi, who was covered in blood, turned his head and looked at a few people on the other side, at this time there was a corpse in front of him, and several half-cut corpses behind him, covered with blood, like a demon king.

In a flash, half of the hands were broken, and the remaining few people were shocked in their hearts and did not dare to move forward.

But Zhao San had already risen to the occasion, raised his knife, and rushed towards several people.

Those people glanced at each other, and at the same time drew their knives and slashed at Zhao San. Zhao San was waiting for this moment, he didn't dodge or dodge, and swept the knife!

Four broken knives flew into the sky!

At this moment, Zhao San finally experienced how the knife tailor-made by the grandmaster was in his hands, no wonder Gongzi wasted his mind and wanted to get a tailor-made long knife for himself!

With a knife, only half of the knife handle was left in the hands of the four people on the opposite side.

The souls of those people all flew and wanted to turn around and run away, but Zhao San waved his blade, broke his arm and cut off his head!

In the flash of light, eight people have been awarded.

Zhao San's long knife hung down, and the sword pointed to the ground, looking at the woods.

A few people in the back caught up panting, waving sticks and coming behind Zhao San.

And then.

"Wow-"

The corpses all over the ground made these scholars who had never killed chickens vomit.

"Bang Bang Bang-"

"Wonderful! It looks like you've been sent by the people behind the scenes. ”

In the woods, the Qinglian Immortal Envoy slapped his face and walked out slowly.

"Let me guess, you are a person from the Yamen? Not very like, the people in the Yamen are generally alive; that is the secret guard of the imperial court? It is not like, the secret guard basically does not use a long knife; so it seems that you are a native of the local martial arts in Changling, or cultivated in the local family of Changling?"

The Qinglian Immortal Envoy said as he walked forward, his eyes staring at Zhao San, but unfortunately Zhao San's face was covered with blood at this time, and he couldn't see his expression at all.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the immortal envoy continued: "No matter who you are, you can kill these wastes, see that your sword skills are good, go and solve these few disrespectful guys to my god and sect, how about this immortal envoy accept you as a protector? Maybe in the future, you will have the opportunity to meet the old man of the Immortal Monarch Sect Master!"

Zhao San grinned, and the long knife slowly raised: "Be your protector?"

"I don't know how to lift!"

Qinglian Immortal waved his arm, and a puff of powder spilled out, and the powder ignited in the air when it encountered the wind, and a flame passed towards Zhao San.

The immortal envoy took this opportunity to flip his hands, took out two slender soft swords from his waist, and walked towards Wang Gui and the others. The footsteps seemed to be slow and fast, and in three or two steps came behind a few people,

A few people didn't know it, they were spitting up!

The immortal envoy did not have any consciousness that could not be taught and punished, and directly swung his sword to kill a few people.

It's a pity that half of the sword was handed out, and the wind behind his head started, and he had to put the double sword back, one move "Su Qin's back sword", and then a flip in the back, and a move "Shuangyan cut the tail" stabbed back!

Unfortunately, this move was destined not to be effective, because at this time, the soft sword he held in both hands was only a broken blade that was no more than a foot long!

The immortal envoy caught a glimpse of the broken sword in his hand in mid-air, and almost fell down. He was also alert, and threw the broken sword at Zhao San as a hidden weapon, but the opportunity was lost, and the power of the temporary change was completely lost, and Zhao San waved his long knife, and the broken sword flew out. The immortal envoy punched out, and Zhao San grinned and the long knife violently slashed out from top to bottom. There was a staggered aura on the blade, and the immortal envoy had to stop, and Zhao San slashed to the ground.

"Bang-" A three-foot pit exploded on the ground, and a knife flashed, grazing the immortal envoy's ribs.

The immortal envoy only felt a pain in his body, and his feet couldn't exert any strength.

Zhao San retracted the sword, and then kicked the immortal envoy out three feet away.

The Qinglian Immortal Envoy rolled on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he got up and half-leaned on a dead tree, staring at Zhao San.

"You want to ask me why I wasn't forced to retreat by your flames?" Childe said, that flame is just some phosphorus powder, bluffing things!" At this time, Zhao San breathed a sigh of relief, Childe confessed, when fighting, you must pay full attention, words and expressions are wasted, it is best not to listen to it, do not want to say anything, draw a knife and fight!

"Who is your son-in-law?"

"My son-in-law is—"

Time seems to freeze!

After the immortal envoy finished asking, a long cone-like hidden weapon shot out of his chest!

Then, like that, the long cone stopped between the two of them, who were no more than three paces away, and the void did not move!

Li Wuwu patted Zhao San's shoulder and said with a smile: "Third brother, you still have too little experience in the rivers and lakes! The so-called trapped beast is still fighting, and it is still unknown who will kill the deer, so you are so lax, you may not have the luck of this time next time!"

After speaking, Zhao San, who didn't care about the embarrassment, stretched out his fingers, gently took the long cone parked in the void in his hand, and looked at the immortal envoy: "Lord immortal envoy, we meet again." ”

After the immortal envoy shot out the hidden weapon, he was already leaning against the tree as if he had been pulled out of his bones, and when he saw the long cone parked in the void, he was almost unable to catch it with a breath of horror.

Hearing Li Wuwu's question, he looked at Li Wuwu and asked uncertainly, "Is it you?"

Li Wuwu nodded, and the immortal envoy said dejectedly: "The predecessor is such a master, why play tricks on me? Besides, we have no grudges, is it worth the seniors to spend time on a little person like me?"

Li Wuwu glanced at the immortal envoy and said leisurely: "Bring a message to your sect leader for me!"

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Three days later, the Blue Lotus Immortal Envoy returned to the main altar alone.

The leader of the Qinglian Sect looked to be in his fifties, high above the main hall, with a purple robe, a flat crown, and a cold and majestic face. In the main hall, the fragrance is lingering, and there are a few people bowing down to listen to the order. Recently, there are many affairs in the church, and the head of the church personally supervises many matters.

"Sect Master, the immortal envoy of Changling County is back, and he is asking to see him outside!"

"What are you doing when you come back now?" The sect leader was a little strange, why did this road immortal envoy come back at this moment not long after he was sent out. But he let him in.

"Meet the Immortal Monarch!" The Qinglian Immortal Envoy knelt on the ground and couldn't get up again.

He returned to the altar without sleep, and the oil was already exhausted.

The people of the temple were astonished when they saw him. When the sect leader stepped forward to take a look, he knew that he had returned to his light, and asked repeatedly, "What's the matter?"

While coughing up blood, the immortal envoy intermittently told what he had experienced in Changling County, and at the end, he said tremblingly: "Sect Master, that person ······ Let me bring you a word······"

The sect leader pressed one hand on the Baihui acupoint above his head, pouring true qi into it to maintain his vitality, and asked in a low voice, "What did he say?"

"He said—he said ······"

Suddenly, his voice and tone changed, and the voice he made was not his own, but Li Wuwu's voice.

"I want to say, you give me a share of hiding in the rat's nest, don't come out to stir up the wind and rain, otherwise, I will tear your bones apart. I know your roots and feet just a few tattered paper talismans, and you are also worthy of Qinglian Immortal Monarch!"

"Bang!" the fairy envoy's head was like a bursting watermelon, and blood splattered everywhere.

"The discussion of the matter is suspended!" the sect leader's gloomy voice came, and everyone below let out a sigh of relief.

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In the carriage, the Heavenly Dao String in Li Wuwu's hand trembled slightly, and slowly returned to calm. Li Wuwu's face was pale, and there was a crack in the void in front of him, and the brilliance was shining, and it took a while before it slowly closed.

On that day, Wang Gui and the others saw the real fighting in the rivers and lakes, and most of their blood was extinguished, but they did not dare to stay in Changling any longer, so they went to the south according to Li Wuwu's suggestion.

With the help of the Heavenly Dao String, Li Wuwu put a trace of his mind in the void, followed the immortal envoy, found the main altar, and then shocked the Qinglian Sect Master. This kind of mysterious sound transmission method that has never been seen in the world can make the sect leader fearful, and he will not dare to act rashly for a while. But if this Yue country is in turmoil one day, this Qinglian Sect Master will not be willing to be lonely.

Outside the car window, the weather was getting overcast, the northwest wind was blowing, and after a while, snowflakes were floating in the sky.

"It's snowing—" Li Wuwu stretched out his hand, and took a cold snowflake, which was crystal clear and slowly melted in his palm.

In the distant villages, there are smoking bonfires, but many more are uninhabited.

There are too many people who can't survive such a winter. Li Wuwu didn't know how much he could save, and he didn't know if it made sense for him to save them.

The strings of the Heavenly Dao in his hand slowly wrapped around his fingers, as if they were screaming.

In the distance, the silhouette of the Daiyue Kyoshi appeared in the wind and snow, faint and blurred, like a mirage, as if reaching out and touching, everything became empty.