The sword, one move at a time, stabbed out.

This is the purple electric swordsmanship learned by the system, Luobei is not a genius, but the system is really peerless, at this time, this sword can almost arbitrarily stab the moves he wants in Luobei's hand, and the purple electric swordsmanship is like an arm and finger by him.

In fact, the swordsmanship that has already gone through actual combat does not need to be cultivated too much, and the system directly imprints this swordsmanship in his bones, even if he does not touch the sword for decades, he will never be a little unfamiliar with this swordsmanship.

But Luo Bei liked such a real feeling, he could feel his control of the sword, and he could feel that powerful feeling.

One move, one move after another, there is no magical artistic conception, no weird steps, just swordsmanship, sweaty swordsmanship.

Cloud-breaking strength was mixed with swordsmanship, and Luo Bei easily fused the two martial arts together.

The omnipotence of the system makes it extremely easy for Luobei to do this.

It takes years or even decades for ordinary people to cultivate a martial art, and if the two sects are fused by the same cultivator, it will take longer, but Luo Bei does not have such trouble, as long as the system assists the society, he can naturally use it at will, any combination of the learned martial arts, display their own characteristics, and fusion.

After using the purple electric sword technique completely, Luo Bei sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate the vitality, which was still the cultivation method of breaking the clouds, still holding the yuan stone in his hand, he could feel that the vitality in his body was boiling, constantly getting stronger.

Luo Bei liked this feeling, this world was so beautiful for him, killing, cultivating, and becoming stronger.

Luxurious tent, Xiahou Zilan looked coldly at Ni Ruo who was standing there.

If it was possible that Xiahou Zilan really wanted to strangle the man in front of her, Yan Jiu had failed to kill Luobei, then the matter of Jiao Wushuang would not have ended.

This is enough for Xiahou Zilan to be distressed, Jiao Wushuang died in the caravan, Xiahou Zilan took Luobei, and seemed to avenge Jiao Wushuang, but with An Zaijie's temper, he would definitely only think that this matter was related to the caravan, so the caravan intervened, and then angered the caravan.

And if Luobei is not held, then An Zaijie will directly think that the caravan shelters and kills the delicate Luobei, and he will directly find trouble with the caravan.

In the past few days, Xiahou Zilan has actually been thinking about how to deal with Luobei, until she got the news of the attack of the horse thief, but she hurriedly asked Fubo to find Luobei, but the purpose was to let Luobei die at the hands of the horse thief.

This was a method that was not a solution, but it was the only way that Xiahou Zilan could think of, so at that time, Luobei would find the worry that could not be hidden in the depths of Fu Bo's eyes.

It's just that Xiahou Zilan didn't calculate that the horse thief was actually found by Ni Ruo, and Ni Ruo actually found her directly.

In this way, Luobei died at the hands of horse thieves, which was almost equivalent to dying at the hands of the caravan.

However, Ni Ruo had already come to the door, but Xiahou Zilan had no possibility of refusing.

An Zaijie is arrogant and arrogant, Ni Ru will never live again, but before he was executed by An Zaijie, he was still An Zaijie's person, if Xiahou Zilan refused Ni Ru's proposal at this time, then An Zaijie would definitely feel that Xiahou Zilan did not give him face.

"How to cooperate, you can tell me about it."

Xiahou Zilan exhaled helplessly, but she had to speak to Ni Ruo.

At this point, Xiahou Zilan had no choice but to kill Luobei first, and then think about how to calm An Zaijie's anger.

Once he made up his mind, Xiahou Zilan was also a simple person, and immediately began to calculate with Ni Ruo how to guarantee that he would definitely kill Luobei.

They are all cautious people, since Luobei has already killed Yan Jiu, then neither Xiahou Zilan nor Ni Ruo will treat Luobei as an ordinary person.

The corners of Ni Ruo's mouth showed a hint of hideousness, and he lowered his voice and slowly spoke.

"Ming said that I will lure this person out of the caravan first, and then let the horse thief ambush him, if this person is not dead, the people of your caravan will be killed with the back, and we will strangle this person together."

At this time, this man is infinitely close to madness, Jiao Wushuang is dead, Yan Jiu is dead, his surname is obviously impossible to keep, An Zaijie will not allow him to continue to live.

Then, before he died, Ni Ruo's greatest wish was to drag Luobei to make things like this and die together.

At night, the wind was like a knife, but a team of horses was camped in the barren wilderness, and in the dark night, the knights of this horse team sat in a circle, and the sound of trembling bones and chewing kept coming, and the knights of this horse team seemed to be eating.

One of the knights, who seemed to have eaten what he was doing, suddenly turned his head and searched around, but in the dark night he could faintly see that the knight's cheeks were covered with thick hair, and he looked more like a beast than a man.

The knight's gaze finally fixed on a sturdy war horse not far away, and suddenly his palm probed, and the wind in the four fields became more and more fierce, and the sturdy war horse suddenly screamed in the wind and sand, as if it was curled up in pain by an invisible raised hand, and then was dragged from the ground to the knight's side.

"Garnal, you bastard, eat the war horse and let me run with my legs tomorrow."

The man next to the knight turned his head and made a low voice, the long gray hair on his face fluttered wantonly in the wind, but as he spoke, he waved his hand casually at the war horse that was pulled to his side, and suddenly, a bloody leg left the horse and was held in his hand.

In the disgruntled grunt of the knight named Ganar, the bloody leg of the horse had been shoved into the man's mouth.

"What are you arguing about, tomorrow you will capture the caravan in the distance, you are still afraid that you will lack something."

Among the knights sitting in a circle, no one spoke, and as he spoke, a wave of energy struck straight at the war horse that was wailing in a pool of blood.

"Bastard, that's tomorrow."

Garner roared angrily, and suddenly reached out to knock away the energy that was attacking the war horse, and then the whole person stood in front of the dying war horse, and while reaching out to tear off the meat from the war horse and stuff it into his mouth, he looked around fiercely.

"Roar, kill the horse, damn it, if you can't take the distant caravan tomorrow, you will all die."

An angry roar sounded, and suddenly, countless energies scattered and rushed straight towards those war horses, and in an instant, the terrible neighing of horses sounded in this dark night.

When Ni Ruo returned to this temporary habitat, he only smelled the smell of blood in his nose, his brows couldn't help frowning, and in the blink of an eye, he didn't find any war horses, and he immediately knew that he was afraid that the war horses would be eaten by the horse thieves he had found.

Ni Ruo didn't panic at this point, just because the horse thieves he found this time were all barbarian beast clans outside the southwest of the Han Empire, and he thought of this scene when he took those war horses to find these guys.

Of course, he didn't tell Xiahou Zilan the true identity of these horse thieves.

No caravan would cooperate with the brutes, because these creatures would go crazy to kill all the creatures they could see and loot everything they could see.

Ming said, if Luobei is killed, these guys are afraid that they will treat the distant caravan the same.

It's just that what does this have to do with him Ni Ruo, all he wants is Luo Bei's death.

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