The person was still far away, the voice had already entered the ears, everyone was shocked, and the battlefield of swords and swords also appeared for a short time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even if Jiang Du no longer understands the so-called martial arts and masters, he can feel the extraordinaryness of the other party, his body flashed, he withdrew from the field, looked carefully, and saw a slightly rickety figure, under the blue sky, between the blood and mud, slowly walking towards him.

Although the figure was slow and fast, it had arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and he didn't see a move, but Jiang Du's hair was already standing up, the alarm rose sharply, and he exerted his strength under his feet, twisting his body to avoid it.

Hey? Seeing that Jiang Du was so young, the man was very interested, and he wanted to make a probe for a while, but who expected that the other party would be able to discover his intentions and dodge over.

"Nice little guy!" The person who came spoke with a full of anger and approval. Jiang Du was expressionless, staring at each other.

The "master" is an old man, as for how old he is, 70 years old, 80 years old, or more than 100 years old, Jiang Du can't tell it. His skin is dark, his face is full of wrinkles, like a large piece of mille-feuille cake that has been moldy and spoiled for many days, his body is thin, his back is slightly hunched, and his body is quite old and yellow-colored coarse cloth coat, and the whole person is like just dug out of the soil, without a trace of the temperament of a master!

Seeing Jiang Du's cautious appearance, the "master" opened his faint old eyes and smiled, revealing half of his yellowed front teeth.

"Let's have a good time?" Although he is old, he speaks with a lot of energy.

"Who are you?" Jiang Du's expression was serious, and he was desperately searching for his memories in his mind, but he couldn't remember such a person at all.

"Old man Helian North Peak!" The old man's voice was very soft, but there was an instant exclamation around him.

"Sword Saint, Helian North Peak?" The division commanders and regiment commanders who pricked up their ears were shocked at first, and then showed a light of excitement.

"Lord Beifeng is here, this group of mud legs is dead!"

"The Sword Saint is here, kill them with me!"

The general erupted into an earth-shattering roar, and the Assyrian soldiers instantly became highly moraled, their eyes flashed with frenzy, and they raised their scimitars in their hands and slashed at the civilians. On the contrary, Beiyan's side was panicked, although they didn't know who this Sword Saint was? But seeing the changes in the other party and Jiang Du's expression, he also knew that the situation had become bad.

Helian North Peak, Helian Guan Mountain, and Wulian Iron Cavalry are also known as the Three Sages of Assyria, and the three of them are all ninth-level Yuangang warriors, among which Helian North Peak and Helian Guan Mountain are from the Helian family, but Wulian Iron Cavalry is the leader of Moya's first mercenary group - Iron Lotus. The weapons of the three men are all scimitars, so they are also known as the three saints of one sword, which can also show the influence of scimitars in the Assyrian people.

Of course, Jiang Du didn't know who Helian Beifeng was, and even if he knew, he wouldn't make any gestures of surrender and compromise.

"You're a Sword Saint? Where's your knife? ”

"It will come when I need it!"

"Then I don't need a weapon!" After Jiang Du finished speaking, he actually inserted the double cone into his waist.

"Haha, interesting little guy! In this way, let's do three tricks, and if you don't die within three moves, I'll let you go. ”

"Come on!" Jiang Du's legs were slightly bent, his right hand was a fist, his left hand was open, and his whole body was like a tight bow.

"Boy, take a move first!" Helian Beifeng grinned, revealing the only half of his front teeth, which made Jiang Du suddenly remember that the dog house in his father's house was missing half of the door panel, which was also dark and often leaked.

As soon as the words fell, a dry and fleshless right hand suddenly appeared on Jiang Du's chest, like a spring breeze, and without any signs, he was already approaching. Jiang Du's eyes looked straight ahead, his feet tapped on the spot, his body twisted strangely, and his tall body was like a dead leaf, moving with the wind, dodging the old man's fist-like attack.

"You're good at dodging, come again!" Helian Beifeng nodded in approval, his body shook suddenly, and he came to Jiang Du's side again, his hands flipped over, his claws reappeared, he grabbed his throat and hooked his ribs, Jiang Du didn't dare to slack off, and once again cast Ye Piaoling's body technique, dodging the opponent's attack, but he heard a stabbing sound in his ears!

Jiang Du was terrified in his heart, his figure flashed, his eyes looked down, and he found that a large piece of leather armor under his ribs had been torn off, revealing the underlining inside.

His face was pale, his body was undecided, and he felt a strong wind hitting his head, and Jiang Du, who was dodging, suddenly realized that the Helian North Peak, which was attacked for the third time, was in a different state from before, like a steel knife that had not yet been unsheathed, with a simple and peaceful appearance, but wrapped in wanton murder.

It was a breath as sharp as a knife, and once it was released, it was shattered and shattered.

"He's going to kill me!" Jiang Du's heart froze, and his figure instantly accelerated, becoming more difficult to capture.

"I can't keep this son!" Helian Beifeng secretly wondered in his heart. He also admired Jiang Du when he first saw him, but after a few attacks, he found that Jiang Du could dodge his own attack with some kind of intuition, so he made up his mind to eradicate him, otherwise once Jiang Du grew up, he would definitely not be his opponent.

Intuition is a mystical thing, it represents rapid recognition, keen insight, and direct judgment. To put it simply, it is the most direct cognitive ability of something. Everyone is born with a particular interest in a certain area, such as numbers, lines, colors, or something more complex, to varying degrees, which is a sign of some kind of intuition.

Helian Beifeng can cultivate to the ninth level, naturally he is also a gifted, well-informed person, after he broke through the eighth level, he really understood the importance and horror of relying on intuition to fight, in his opinion, two masters of the same strength fight, the final winner must be the one with strong intuition, he has continuously comprehended breakthroughs in countless battles, and has reached the skill of mastery, but after all, it belongs to the afterthought, and there is less innate intuition of the kind of spirituality.

The young man in front of him undoubtedly has this kind of intuition, he can judge his attack angle, timing, and even intention and motivation when fighting, so that he can dodge deadly attacks at critical moments. This is the battle instinct that Helian Beifeng desires the most and fears the most!

Jiang Du suddenly increased his speed, which surprised Helian Beifeng, he took advantage of the situation to pull away some distance, and at the same time took out the double cone, and then the feet slammed and slammed, and rushed towards Helian Beifeng.

He had no distractions in his mind now, and Helian Beifeng looked to him like a tattered human-shaped stake.

The sharp tip of the cone, like a rain downpour, instantly enveloped the drooping old figure.

The old man's body did not move, and he looked directly at the bewildering dark golden edges, and the golden wind had reached his throat before he let out a violent cry and waved out with one hand.

Jiang Du only felt a thunderbolt ringing in his ears, and then the wind came to his body, like a mountain crashing up. (To be continued.) )