There are a lot of people on the streets.

They can all smell a murderous aura, and there is a murderous aura in the excitement.

Where there are people, there must be excitement to watch, and there are many people who are born to watch the excitement, and they are born to watch the excitement and not think it is a big deal.

Their mouths tend to be very big, and they will definitely say the most lively things in a flashy and cheerful way, as if they did it.

Qingyan Town is the place where Qiu Leng really became famous. He first killed Tie Wenhou and Dongfang Light Madness at the Yue'er Tavern. The black-clothed man in the Silver Hook Gambling House was also outwitted, and later fought with Shangguan Jinhong, and the blood fight leaned on the sky to slay the dragon, and now he forced the northern thieves of the four killing gods of the White Camel Mountain in three moves.

This series of things can be said for three days and three nights, and the most important thing is that it has only been eight months and eleven days since Qiu Leng was reborn.

It's nothing short of a miracle.

"See, the person who walked in the front and captured the northern thief with his sword is Qiu Leng."

"No, legend has it that he was dressed in black, and even his boots were black. And his sword is also black, this sword is black only on the body, the blade is as bright as crystal, and the spine is blood-red. It's completely different from the sword he described. ”

"Yes, it is rumored that Qiu Leng is not ruthless, he is simply a cold-blooded killer. How can this person have the temperament of a killer? His shabby clothes, still giggling with a prodigal son, absolutely not. ”

"You don't know that after the death of the late autumn sun, he changed. He is not cold, at least not in front of people. His indifferent appearance is precisely to confuse the other party! His sword is still ruthless! Whether it's the sun at the end of autumn or the cold in autumn, one thing will never change. ”

"Which point?"

"Calm down. Surprisingly calm, even calmer than a beast. His swordsmanship is not the fastest, nor the most ruthless, but it is the calmest. ”

"You know what, he was cheating just now, that's why he caught the northern thief. His sword is not fast at all, let alone calm, he is cheating. Do you know what real swordsmanship is? The real swordsmanship pays attention to the unity of qi and spirit, and the sword law pays attention to the flow of water to achieve the maximization of swordsmanship, and does not know how to pretend to understand. ”

"I don't know swordsmanship, I only know how to kill, I only know that the swordsmanship of killing is a good swordsmanship."

"I'm not ashamed to say anything, and I'm not afraid to blow through the cowhide. Who are you, do you dare to make a name? The player looked at the man in black with great arrogance.

When he saw this person's eyes, his body trembled visibly, he had never seen such a terrifying look. It was a ruthless despair, it was a coldness, like the coldness of a dead body. If it weren't for him still talking, you wouldn't know he's alive.

"A sword." The man in black said lightly.

"A sword? Who is Yijian? Do you know? Then he turned his head to another person. When he said it again, his eyes suddenly widened and his expression became agitated.

"You're a sword? A sword? A sword of the Han Dynasty? He roared, and the eyes of the whole audience turned to the man in black.

"There is only one sword in the world." His tone was still neither salty nor light.

As twilight falls, the last rays of the sunset are particularly dazzling.

Even Qiu Leng couldn't help but hurriedly turn his head, while he looked at a sword, the eyes of a sword looked at him at the same time!

In an instant, Qiu Leng actually saw a sword shoot essence in his eyes! Qiu Leng was suddenly stunned, he had never seen a sword's eyes so bright, as if it was a jewel.

And a sword actually lowered his head.

At this time, the northern thief actually took advantage of Qiu Leng's stunned kung fu and stepped on Qiu Leng's feet, and at the same time, the northern thief struggled forward and ran away, Qiu Leng's painful tears were about to flow down, and he gritted his teeth and grabbed forward, and made a gesture to catch the northern thief.

A bone erosion nail flew over, and the bone erosion nail was rapid and rapid, and instantly broke through the wind and went straight to Qiu Leng's right hand. The accuracy of the acupuncture, the speed is fast, and the power is incredible.

Qiu Leng didn't have time to hide, he didn't think of hiding at all, he only cared about catching the northern thieves now.

The Northern Thieves were now his only lifesaver.

Meteor! A beam of light! Silently!

"Ding!" Sparks flew around, and the Bone Eater was shot down in mid-air.

A sword holds a sword in his hand, but the sword is in its sheath. His people had stopped in the middle of the street, and no one saw how he had come. He was more than ten meters away from here before he spoke.

The northern thief's heart was cold, one of Qiu Leng's hands had already grabbed his shoulder, and the sword in his right hand was also attached to his throat. The northern thief's heart suddenly cooled by half.

Qiu was cold, a slap was thrown on the face of the northern thief, and he said fiercely: "Your feet are really hard." ”

When have the northern thieves been so humiliated, especially on the street, in full view. He scolded angrily: "you" Before he finished his words, Qiu Leng slapped him in the face again, and the northern thief swallowed the words in his stomach.

The sick scholar said hatefully: "A sword? ”

Yijian said lightly: "Hmm." ”

The sick scholar said: "Why? ”

Qiu Leng also wants to hear the reason.

Yijian said lightly: "I'm going to take him away." ”

The sick scholar said, "Where to go?" ”

Yijian said: "At least set him free." ”

The addict laughed and said, "Just by your word? ”

A sword suddenly stretched out his hand, and he held a sword in his hand! The hilt of the sword is made of turquoise bamboo, and the scabbard is also made of turquoise bamboo. Its carving is simple and generous, and it is natural. Everywhere it is, it is round and smooth, and it has a great feel. No matter where you hold the sword, you will feel very comfortable.

From a distance, it looks like a long bamboo pole like a green seal, but everyone knows that there is a thin and long sword hidden in the bamboo pole, a sword that is both ruthless and spicy.

"Just because of this sword." Yijian said lightly.

With this sword, this sword is the capital of his speech, and this sword is also the capital of his arrogance. When the addict saw this sword, he felt a trace of fear in his heart.

He is not a man who fears a sword, his fear comes entirely from it!

The addict is an extremely calm person, he looks carefully, but he has everything in his heart. He is now injured by one, and the northern thieves are also under control. Now there are only two people left, him and the sick scholar, so his chances of winning are not great.

Addicts never fight uncertain battles, he changed his words and said to Yijian: "Since Mr. Jian is here, I will sell you a face, as long as Qiu Leng releases the northern thief, I will not be difficult for him." ”

"Big brother!" The sick scholar hurriedly said in a deep voice, his tone full of dissatisfaction.

But the injured southern thief glanced at him, and the sick scholar's eyes turned and he didn't speak.

A sword looked at Qiu Leng.

Qiu Liang said, "Why help me? ”

Yijian said: "I said that we are friends, do you believe it?" ”

Qiu Leng let go of the northern thief and said to a sword: "Never believe it." ”

The four killing gods of the white camel soared into the air at the same time and immediately disappeared in place.

Yijian said meaningfully: "Maybe we can become friends." ”

Qiu Leng said: "Maybe." "The eyes of the two of them never took off each other, and they didn't take anyone into account at all.

At this time, the wound of Wind City behind Qiu Leng complained in a low voice: "Why did you let him go?" ”

Qiu Leng scolded: "What? You turned out to be pretending? ”

Windy City's wound said, "Nonsense, of course I'm pretending to be drunk. The addict is no longer the original addict, and the sick scholar is not the original sick scholar. I really don't know if they're lucky or we're lucky this time. ”

Qiu Leng said: "Whether it's them or us, they will come again." ”

Windy City's hurt smile said, "Makes sense. ”

A sword suddenly said to the wound in Wind City: "You said that a peerless swordsman has stepped into the Central Plains? ”

Windy City nodded, and his heart was horrified at the same time, and Yijian had overheard them talking, but he hadn't noticed him.

"Ye Guxue?" Yijian asked.

Qiu Leng blurted out at the same time: "Ye Guxue? ”

Windy City's wound hurriedly asked, "Do you know him?" ”

Qiu Leng nodded, and hurriedly covered up and said, "There was a relationship. ”

Yijian said: "What kind of person is he?" He didn't ask what kind of sword he used, let alone what kind of swordsmanship it was.

Yijian knew that to a master of their level, any swordsmanship was the same. The difference is people, people are different, but the only thing that is the same is that everyone will have weaknesses.