Chengdu.

Rainy day!

The weather was exceptionally cool.

At a table at the Yulai Inn, there were three people sitting.

At the end of autumn, Yang said to others: "Just say anything, I don't have much time." ”

This man smiled and said softly to the late autumn sun: "I am the dragon of the Han Dynasty, and this is my brother Yijian!" ”

At the end of autumn, Yang was shocked when he heard it, he didn't expect Long Jingtian to find him, Long Jingtian is known as the first master of the Jin faction, not only the first master of the beggar gang, but also learned the Jiuyang Divine Skill, and the strength of martial arts can be seen.

It is said that his martial arts have reached the realm of unparalleled in the world, but I don't know if this matter is true or not.

Long Jingtian said again: "Our Han Dynasty can sit in the capital, although there is still an end in the capital, but I believe that it will not be long before we will drive all the forces of the end out of the capital." And we need you, as long as you can join our Han Dynasty, the Han Dynasty will dominate the capital just around the corner! The dragon's eyes were as hot as fire that melted everything, and the sound was like the winter sun, warm enough to make it difficult to refuse.

Qiu Moyang's heart still trembled after hearing this, the Han Dynasty is indeed a powerful gang, and the future development is absolutely limitless, but he is used to being alone, and he still has some things to complete. "I'm sorry Dragon Gang Master, I haven't finished my business yet, so I won't join any gangs."

Long Jingtian was unmoved, and he said: "Your business is the business of the Han Dynasty, and the affairs of the Han Dynasty are everyone's business." The strength of the more people will be greater, and the boat will be higher when the tide rises. No matter what you do, there are more people, and you will always get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"I'm used to being alone, and the late autumn sun doesn't belong to anyone. The late autumn sun is just the late autumn sun, and the things of the late autumn sun only need to be done by one person! "He said it in a categorical way, leaving no room for error.

No one in the north dared to talk to Long Jingtian like this, and even if Long Jingtian came, there would not be a few in the south. The sword in the hand of a sword was drawn out at some point, and the tip of the sword was already against the throat of the late autumn sun.

Qiu Suyang was secretly frightened in his heart, he didn't hear any sound of drawing his sword at all, this sword was really almost silent.

Autumn Late Yang glanced at it with his peripheral vision, it was an extremely thin, extremely narrow, extremely long sword, the hilt and scabbard were all made of cyan bamboo.

Not only exquisite and delicate, but also has an oriental antique charm.

There was no expression on Qiu Suyang's face, he was unmoved, and just said lightly: "Your sword can't kill me." ”

Yijian smiled, laughing evilly, he smiled and said, "My sword is already against your throat, as long as I move my hand forward, you will die under my sword immediately." ”

Qiu Moyang also smiled, his face still did not change, and said lightly: "You did have a chance to kill me with a sword before you drew your sword, but you didn't make a move, and your sword didn't have a murderous aura." How can a sword without murderous spirit kill people? There is only one chance, and once it is gone, it will never come back.

And I'm not going to give you a second chance. The voice of the late autumn sun was not only cold but also full of confidence.

The dragon laughed, his hand smacked three times on the table, as if he was laughing at a sword, and he seemed to know the result.

And Yijian stared at Qiu Moyang's eyes, but Qiu Moyang's eyes did not flinch, and they were full of essence and confidence. He couldn't see if what Qiu Suyang said was a lie or not.

And at the end of autumn, Yang's body didn't even move, and his whole body was as calm as a puddle of water.

Yijian suddenly thought of Long's shocking words, "Your sword is faster and more ruthless than his." But it's definitely not as stable as him! ”

was put to his throat with a sword, and his whole body was still like an ancient well, without any waves. This was the first time in the hands of a sword, and he intuitively met a big opponent in his life!

Yijian said coldly: "Your sword is still three feet away from me, and it is not unsheathed. What are you going to do to kill me? ”

The voice of the late autumn sun is still flat, "You can try?" And not to waste time here. ”

The eyes of the two met in the air again, neither spoke, no one flinched, and a string of sparks instantly appeared.

The three swords suddenly slashed through the wind, and the speed of the sword momentum did not decrease, like an arrow off the string, and stabbed directly into the throat of Qiu Suyang.

Two black shadows and a white shadow suddenly burst out of the air and stopped in the air in an instant.

Silently, as if nothing had happened.

The wind blew, carrying with it a salty smell of blood.

Qiu Moyang's sword did not leave the sheath, but was still in his hand, and the sword in the hand of the sword was still against Qiu Moyang's throat, but this sword was dripping with blood.

All three of them were still standing, not falling, but they all had an extra hole in their throats, a hole in blood.

Yijian and Autumn Late Yang both said at the same time: "What a fast sword!" ”

Ran's face was pale, these three people were all from the Infinite Sword Sect, and their swordsmanship could also rank in the top twenty in the Infinite Sect, and all of them were the elites of Wolong.

Although he didn't expect the three of them to kill Qiu Moyang, he still hoped that the three of them could bring some pressure to Qiu Moyang and dissipate a little of his physical strength, of course, it would be better if he could hurt him.

But he didn't expect that these three people would be killed with a single sword, which is simply impossible!

And there were only two of them with swords, and there was nothing in Long Jingtian's hands, and he didn't move, he didn't move from beginning to end.

But it's three blood holes, not two! Who the hell is that sword?

I didn't see it, and I couldn't guess it!

One sword saw it, and when the three sword shadows passed, Qiu Moyang's pitch-black scabbard suddenly came out, instantly piercing one person's throat, and Qiu Moyang's jet-black sword also followed closely and pierced the other one next to him.

At the same time, Qiu Moyang's sword pierced into the scabbard again, and he grabbed it in his hand.

He could still see that the iron tungsten embedded in the sheath of the late autumn yang shuriken still had blood remaining.

Yijian's robe was already soaked, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his face, and he was suddenly a little glad that he hadn't made a move just now.

The sword of the late autumn sun does not need to be drawn and can kill people just as much.

His scabbard has always been not far from the heart of a sword, as long as the sword of a sword has a murderous aura, his scabbard will pierce his own heart.

At that time, his sword was not murderous, and the dragon did not speak, and he would not move with a sword.

This person is so terrifying, no wonder Long Jingtian would say that his sword is stable, and his heart is even more stable!

Yijian suddenly withdrew his sword, and after the sword was sheathed, Yijian smiled and said to Qiu Moyang: "You are indeed very strong!" I like it. With that, he grinned back in his chair.

The heavy heart carried by the late autumn sun suddenly fell, and then he also felt the coldness behind him, and the clothes on his back were also soaked at the moment.

"Let's go!" He said angrily.

After speaking, more than ten people in the tavern followed him out.

"What kind of place is this, can you come when you want, and go when you want? If you don't show your hands, cough cough! Yijian said with a smile.

But he felt how cold the voice was, he didn't feel any smile at all, but his footsteps involuntarily stopped.

He shouted angrily, "What are you kid? Dare to talk to Lao Tzu like this, do you know who Lao Tzu is? ”

Yijian's eyes narrowed into a slit, his face was completely expressionless, and he said lightly: "Just by saying this, it is not a pity for you to die ten times." Remember my name, a sword of the Han Dynasty! ”

"Huh? Are you a sword of the Han Dynasty? Are you really a right-handed sword? His expression had already revealed great fear, his voice trembled, cold sweat fell, and his steps couldn't help but retreat.

He was terrified, the name of a sword had already run through the north and south of the river, and a sword killing was full of blood.

The white light flashed again! Five meteors were drawn like the night sky!

"Ahh Knowing that he couldn't help screaming, his body had five more cuts at the same time, all of which were shocking.

Blood flowed down the clothes of his body, and in a blink of an eye, he had become a bloody man.

Yijian smiled again, revealing two white tiger teeth, and his sword was pulled out at the same time, and the sword shadow was whiter and brighter than his teeth!

There is no good piece of meat left in his body, his head, his waist, his legs, and his hands have all left a two-inch-long wound, but his nerves have not been broken, and his person can still feel pain!

Knowing that the people around him couldn't stand it anymore, some ran out, and some fell to the ground and vomited! Some shouted: "I'll fight with you." As he spoke, he stabbed a sword at a sword!

But the sword of a sword was faster, and as soon as his sword was drawn, the six people in front of him had already fallen under his sword!

It's all a sword to seal the throat!

"I'm your grandma!" He scolded angrily, his body no longer had any strength, his hands couldn't even be lifted, and his intuitive body seemed to have been drained.

Before he could close his mouth after scolding, the sword light flashed again, and then a tongue fell out of his mouth.

With a hideous face, he rushed forward with his knife, but he couldn't even take a step on his feet.

The stomach of the late autumn yang contracted for a while, and it was nauseous! He forcibly resisted not to let himself spit out, and the sword of a sword was not only fast! Vicious! And it's so cruel!

It was as if he were killing not people, but animals, wild beasts!

At this time, even Long Jingtian seemed to feel that it was too much, his face was gloomy, and his voice was cold: "It's time to end!" ”

Yijian's mood sank, he could feel the dragon's shocking dissatisfaction, the sword in his hand was pulled out, and then his body fell to the ground with a bang!

"What a terrible sword!" Late Autumn Yang's heart sank, he thought to himself.

He didn't speak, and he didn't pay attention to Long Jingtian, but walked out alone, Long Jingtian wanted to stay, but he couldn't say the reason for staying, at least today.

Yijian's eyes stared coldly at the end of autumn, just like the sword in his hand, gloomy, terrifying, cold, and cruel.

Autumn Late Yang didn't care at all, his hand was tightly gripping his sword, and his steps were not fast.

One step, two steps, three steps This inn is not big, but at the feet of the late autumn sun, it seems that there is no end in sight.

Long Jingtian and Yijian carefully stared at the feet of the late autumn sun, only to see that every step he took left a deep imprint, his footsteps were orderly, and each step was half a meter apart. And this half meter is the best time for him to draw his sword with one hand, which is as steady as a rock!