Ah Fei and Jing Wuming walked over with great tacit understanding, and the two of them stood on both sides of Qiu Leng, and threw him to the ground at once.

Ah Fei and Jing Wuming pinched Qiu Leng's legs and Qiu Leng's neck.

Qiu Leng gasped: "Ahem." Don't play like this, boss, I was wrong. ”

Jing Wuming suddenly let go of Qiu Leng's neck, and Qiu Leng hurriedly took a deep breath. But Jing Wuming's hand suddenly grabbed Qiu Leng's armpit.

"Ahh Ay! Qiu Leng couldn't cry or laugh, and almost all the tears of giggling flowed out.

Jing Wusheng let go of his hand.

Ah Fei said coldly: "Who is your eldest and second!" Boss keep going! ”

As soon as Qiu Leng took a breath, Jing Wusheng got Ah Fei's order and hurriedly grabbed it again.

Qiu Leng had already taken precautions, so he hurriedly broke free, and suddenly rolled several meters before he escaped Jing Wu's poisonous hand.

Qiu Leng suddenly gritted his teeth, and the cold sweat on his head had already fallen. Qiu Leng smiled slightly.

Jing Wuming and Ah Fei only saw that Qiu Leng's right arm had fallen out this time, and there was a hole in the shoulder blade again.

Two drops of blood fell on the red leaves, and in the moonlight, it was eerie and blood-red, and eerie and gorgeous!

Qiu Leng looked at the moonlight and shook his fist.

In this situation, he didn't know why he especially wanted Leng Ruolan and Leng Yue and Yan Qiqi. Although Yan Qiqi was using him at the beginning, he didn't have the slightest hatred for Yan Qiqi now.

Jing Wuming's words interrupted Qiu Leng's thoughts. "Are you alright?"

Qiu sneered, showed her white teeth, and said, "It's okay. ”

Ah Fei said: "This is not a solution. You really want to be a one-armed hero. ”

Qiu Leng said: "Then I can't let people kill me." I still have to rush to Chang'an, if the martial arts drop a layer, it will be too bad for me. I can't bear it. ”

Jing Wuming said: "Then what should I do?" ”

Ah Fei said: "Do you say that there is anyone in the world who can catch his arm?" ”

Jing Wuming said: "You said Mr. Meida? He's the most famous miracle doctor here, and if he can't, then neither can anyone else. ”

Ah Fei suddenly said: "I once heard of a person, Yu Yue! It is said that this person has a unicorn arm, and Bu Jingyun has a broken arm. So it can be seen that the arm can still be connected. ”

Qiu Leng said: "But there is only one unicorn arm, which has been connected to Bu Jingyun's arm." ”

Ah Fei said: "What about your arm?" We've found your arm, and we're trying to figure out a way to ask Mr. May. ”

Qiu Leng said: "But where is Mr. Meida?" ”

Ah Fei and Jing Wuming said at the same time: "You don't care about it, in short, he is at the end of the earth, and we will find him too." ”

Qiu Leng said: "I'm afraid of finding him, he's..."

Ah Fei categorically interrupted Qiu Leng's words, his eyes were filled with a peaceful glow like spring water. "He will."

Jing Wuming said: "Without further ado, let's go quickly." ”

Qiu Leng said: "Okay. He also didn't have much hope for this arm, and he couldn't bear to let Jing Wuming and Ah Fei see him give up on himself.

When the three of them had walked about two miles, the sound of the piano sounded again.

Qiu Leng then thought that Ye Han was waiting for him again.

Jing Wuming glanced at Qiu Leng and said, "I'll go kill him!" ”

Qiu Leng said: "I'll come by myself!" ”

Jing Wuming said: "You are not his opponent!" ”

Qiu Leng said strongly: "You don't count what you said!" ”

Ah Fei stopped Jing Wusheng and said, "Let him go!" If you kill that player, it will make him worse than if that player killed him! A person can have nothing, but not without dignity. ”

Jing Wuming put down the sword in his hand at this time.

Ye Han watched Qiu Leng walk over here step by step, his expression full of surprise.

"You're here?" Ye Han's voice was full of disbelief.

Qiu Leng said word by word: "I have to come!" ”

Ye Leng said: "You only come to die!" ”

Qiu Leng said: "Even if I die, I will come!" You can insult my people, but you can't insult my sword! I just want to tell you one thing! ”

Ye Han said: "What's the matter?" ”

Qiu Leng said: "My sword is not used to cut tofu, but to kill!" ”

Ye Han's pupils suddenly contracted, and an unprecedented pressure suddenly surged up! He had an instinct for an extremely sharp sword to pass through in front of him! The sword almost pierced his throat! The cold air came, and his throat suddenly felt cold.

He had never encountered such a thing, such a dignified murderous aura! Such a compelling atmosphere!

Just because of a sword! The Songyang Iron Sword in Qiu Leng's hand!

The jet-black iron sword glowed with black glow, as fierce as fangs in the gloomy moonlight, but in the middle of the black glow was surrounded by a cloud of red blood!

"Good sword!" Ye Han sighed. "This sword is indeed used to kill!"

Ye Han stood up suddenly, and Qiu Leng realized that he was tall and tall. But his body is extraordinarily well-proportioned, neither fat nor thin, and every inch of muscle on his body seems to be described like a craftsman's paintbrush.

Ye Han walked over to the saddle and took off the sword!

When he held the sword, the whole person seemed extraordinarily quiet, like an old monk who had been sitting for a long time.

As steady as a morning bell, as quiet as an old monk!

Qiu Leng's pupils also contracted, he had never met such a calm opponent! Especially the swordsman!

Such a sword is not only stable, but also fast! Not only fast, but also accurate!

As soon as he stabs out a sword, he will never use extra strength to stab the second sword!

How could such a young man who was not even called the god of killing in Saibei be so quiet? And how could this blood-stained sword be so calm as the water of an ancient well?

The blood-drinking sword will be as sharp as fangs, shocking the world! Full of murderous aura!

Qiu Leng can't understand it, Jing Wuming and Ah Fei can't understand it either!

Qiu Leng looked at Ye Han's hand, his five fingers were thin and long, and the three joints of the fingers were almost the same length, and those fingers were easily placed on the sword, no matter how they were held, the joints would be tightly attached to both sides of the hilt, and a layer of subtle muscles would protrude.

Such hands are not only strong but also powerful! And it's a waste that such a hand doesn't learn the sword.

Such fingers do not need to be adjusted, no matter how you draw the sword, it will be steady, accurate and ruthless!

Seeing this, Qiu Leng's heart contracted! And a trace of cold sweat had overflowed on his forehead unconsciously.

This kind of finger drawing does not require any skill or fancy at all, nor does it require the spirit of an iron pestle that has been mastered for a long time. It's a talent that is born with pride!

For the first time, Qiu Leng felt the horror of talent!

The breeze blew, and Qiu Leng didn't dare to look at it again, but looked into the distance!

It's dark in the distance! The darkness that you can't see your fingers!

Under such boundless darkness, Qiu Leng's heart was a little more frightened.

Ye Han suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand, and a murderous aura suddenly attacked!

The murderous spirit of the ancients in the distance! Thousands of horses galloping, thousands of armies facing each other, corpses and bones all over the field, and the murderous aura of blood on the ground!

This smell is strong and intense! Piercing people's hearts!

No matter who it is, even if it is a seller of steamed buns and fried fritters, a tailor who cuts clothes, or even an aunt who sweeps the floor, he will feel the shocking and murderous aura that penetrates people's hearts!

This sword is so shocking when it comes out of its sheath! Tragic and miserable!

"Good sword!" Qiu Leng's words were still sent out in my heart.

A kind of pride appeared on Ye Han's face, "It is indeed a good sword!" This sword is called Hu Huang, and it is a dragon-slaying weapon, which is born with a tragic murderous aura. Such a sword is difficult to control, no matter what kind of scabbard I use, it will vibrate inexplicably, and no matter where I go, the murderous aura of this sword is always fierce and miserable, thick and wild! It makes people feel the horror of not growing grass and bones everywhere. ”

Qiu Leng said: "So you found a good scabbard!" ”

Ye Han said proudly: "Not bad! This scabbard was originally a treasure given to the Great Khan by a gang of horse thieves to escape the hunt, but unfortunately it was robbed by me. The name of the scabbard is: Meng Zhong. It has the effect of calming the nerves and stabilizing the mind, and adding concentration. is an auxiliary weapon for soul flying, but after this sword is equipped with this scabbard, it is really completely covered and extinguished. The sword and scabbard were automatically named: Hu Huangmeng Zhong. It became the weapon of the soul flying. ”

Qiu Leng's heart was even more surprised, this man in Tsing Yi had an unbelievable aura all over his body, the more you know, the more surprises he gave.

Qiu Leng said: "Songyang Iron Sword!" Also a weapon for the soul to fly! ”

Ye Han said: "It turned out to be Guo Songyang's sword, it is indeed a good sword, it depends on whether the person who uses the sword spoils the sword in his hand, it is really a great shame for the sword!" ”

Qiu said coldly: "Try it!" ”

PS: On the 15th-18th, I am going to go on a business trip to a meeting outside, so I will take three days off and come back to continue the update. Thank you for your support, you can QQ group chat these days.