"Maybe it's okay to make it clear? The deputy hall master was fine when he left. ”

"Can it be compared? Plus the deputy hall master has a relationship, who is the head of the house, you don't know? Kill us without blinking! Haven't you heard about the breeze? The master of the Ming Hall killed all his past brothers......"

"Don't talk about it, when the head of the sect is far away, let's immediately pack up our things and go to the Righteous Qi Holy Land, in the past, many brothers have already joined up with the deputy hall master and are about to arrive at the Righteous Qi Holy Land."

The eight mandarin ducks quickly packed up what was left of them, and the next day, the group hurried through the swamp and entered the nearest village with a post station.

"Objectively, there are no carriages, and all the carriages have been booked today." The coachman's polite and sorry words made the eight mandarin ducks feel unbelievable, this kind of ghost place, business is different, there are no resources to be mined around, there is no medicine in the mountains, there are no minerals in the mountains and forests, what do you want, people in the rivers and lakes do not come, merchants do not pass by, and technicians never set foot in it.

"Who's it? We'll just give you some extra money. ”

"Guest officer, don't talk about us here, the carriage of the village post station three hundred miles away has also been chartered today. I can't find one for you. The coachman's helpless appearance made the eight mandarin ducks feel incredible.

"Forget it, if you don't, walk a little more." One of the women sighed, not caring to walk the extra mile. It's better to just get in a carriage and be able to rest, than to hurry.

There is no way for others, and the NPCs of the post station naturally have their own rules, and if they give more money, they won't be able to get the carriage, so naturally there is no way. You can't threaten the whole family of the coachman for the carriage, right?

Out of the small village, the eight mandarin ducks talked about the bright future of the rivers and lakes along the way, and they had neither practiced their skills nor done anything else during the years they had retired to the rivers and lakes. It's just that they are in the mood to wander around and sightsee, and the money they have earned in the past has not been used up, because they themselves are not very good at spending money, and they can naturally use it for a long time if they simply supply food and drink, even if they stay for another two hundred years, they will not worry about money. The most important thing to do every day is to practice martial arts. I haven't really thought about why I'm cultivating, I just like to cultivate.

They are not too slow to walk. All the way, I didn't come out for a long time to breathe, but I didn't slow down.

At noon, when the eight mandarin ducks were eating and drinking the dry food they were carrying, suddenly, one of the men changed his face; Immediately afterwards, the other man's face also changed...... In just a moment, the faces of the sixteen people changed......

Because they are catching an energy fluctuation in a rapidly approaching way.

An energy fluctuation that should not have been encountered again, at least not in the present......

A dark purple figure. Suddenly stopped on the opposite shore of the lake.

The eight mandarin ducks had already stood up with solemn expressions, and they all held swords in their hands, but they had no hope of victory at all. It's not that the sixteen people don't have the confidence to fight a single person, but because although they have been cultivating martial arts, they have not sought the sword codex. Zixiao Sword Codex. If you are not a disciple of the Zixiao Sword Sect, don't expect to be able to ask for it, and don't expect to ask for it if you are not a person from Yipintang.

Use the god-killing duel against Wudian, or face this dark purple figure. As they knew very well how powerful and terrible this man was, they knew very well that they had no hope of winning at all.

"The man who chartered the carriage in the village turned out to be the head of the house...... If the head of the house wants to kill us, why did he leave yesterday? In the eight mandarin ducks, a man smiled wordlessly.

In this kind of hellish place, no one should have chartered all the carriages of the post station...... Where are they exposed?

A woman thought that they didn't invite Yiyun into the cave to sit for a while yesterday because they couldn't.

Originally, they should have done that.

Because the situation in the cave will reveal the information that they have already begun to pack their things, prepare to leave for a long time, and will not return for a long time.

Obviously, Yi Yun judged that their answers were untrue.

"You should go back." Yi Yun's tone was indifferent, he didn't know if the eight mandarin ducks were related to Jia. But yesterday's performance of the eight mandarin ducks made him suspicious, and after coming all the way to this trip, he naturally couldn't leave without much thought.

Yi Yun chartered the carriage of the post station in the village, and he expected the eight mandarin ducks to think that he was waiting, so he went home, but unfortunately, they still came out, maybe they had left the rivers and lakes for too long, and they had forgotten the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes.

"The boss is going to kill us?" A woman asked this sentence a little nervously, and to others, it was clearly a nonsense.

is already an enemy, treating the enemy, Yi Yun's sword, has never been merciful, especially in today's situation, the Justice League is looking everywhere for artistic conception level masters who are ready to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes, naturally realizing the threat of these people returning to the Holy Land of Righteousness, and going to the Holy Land of Righteousness with martial arts and being reborn are definitely two completely different concepts. Everyone understands this.

"But one death! We know the ruthlessness of the head, and unlike the head, he is affectionate! As cold-blooded and ruthless killers, we've had enough! A man spoke angrily, at this moment, the result is irrevocable, unless they surrender and forgive, but they can't do such a thing, they avoid danger, but it doesn't mean that they will be afraid to die and bend their knees. They are not such people, they chose to add, even if it is really inevitable to die, they still will not shake their minds. Because Jia is their benefactor, and their past is all because of Jia!

"Where the deputy hall master is, we will be there!"

"Good." The special effect of killing the gods of heaven and earth was suddenly activated - Yi Yun by the river flashed and appeared between the eight mandarin ducks.

Sixteen swords were shot at the same time—without a moment's hesitation, for they knew that perhaps they would only have this one chance to strike.

The dark purple sword light that circled around and slashed sixteen swords at the same time.

The sword qi slashed the throats of sixteen people.

When the sword hit the ground, they all lay on their backs and fell to the ground......

Eight Mandarin Ducks used to be the master and hero of Yipintang, but that was once......

Yi Yun indifferently picked up the broken sword attached to the hilt, put it in the vacuum bag, and disappeared away......

Li River.

A small boat that flows with the water.

Put on, a man in a robe, sitting in the bow of the boat.

A white figure rushed to the shore, jumped onto the boat.

The man dressed in it sat motionless and did not look back.

Zero's knife slowly unsheathed. "Conglang, you should have stayed away from the rivers and lakes a long time ago, and a fragile person like you should not return to the rivers and lakes at all. How many times have you been in and out, and when did you get a good result? ”

The man at the bow of the boat finally stood up, raised his face, and glanced at Ling'er. "I don't know you."

"You think I know you?" There was obvious disdain in Zero's tone.

"In the era of God's work, you can't stop me if you kill me." Conglang's hands slowly hung down to his side, and as soon as he finished saying this, without waiting for Ling'er to respond, a proud sneer came from under the hat. "What's more, with a knife, you want to kill me Conglang - I think you are humiliating yourself!"

Zero Er slowly exercises.

Knowing that Conglang was likely to have cultivated a divine work, he still did so.

From the head of the waves, slowly raised, the handsome face, the eyes full of confidence, showed a calm smile. "Do you know that I have cultivated the Divine Works?"

"The knife of love, a knife determines the winner." Zero spoke coldly.

Conglang's smile is even stronger, he likes this kind of challenge, the collision of confidence and confidence, and as a result, it will always look particularly bright. "Fenghua Ice Heart. Very good, I heard that you use double knives, and you are also an expert in knives. ”

Boats, up and down with the waves.

The wind blows Zero's clothes and hair.

The knife in the hand of the wave is very stable.

The knife in Ling'er's hand is also very stable.

Zero's hands hung down at his sides.

The same is true of the hands from the waves.

One knife determines the winner, no dodge, no dodge, no block. It can be compared to speed, but also to the change of moves, the level of internal force, the level of courage and reason, and so on.

Both sides are love-breaking knives, and Conglang uses Ling'er's martial arts and Ling'er's knife skills.

The Broken Love Knife is a very fast knife, and the operation of the magical and mysterious body and internal strength creates a desperate blow with an instant knife and no aftermove.

Some splashes, under the collision of small boats, suddenly flew up......

Flying in front of the eyes of the two of them-

The hands of the two, move quickly, draw the knife!

The light of the knife flashed in an instant.

The two figures disappeared in an instant.

And at the same time.

A wrist holding a knife flew out and fell into the river, dyed red.

A knife splashed blood, scattered in the wind, fell into the water.

The robe cracked open, and the left hand from the wave pressed the knife wound tightly on the heart.

His severed right hand was constantly pouring blood, some staining the boat's splints, some flying into the water, leaving a bright red trail behind the boat......

A strand of black hair, drifting away with the wind, and finally, falling on the water, stirring up a circle of ripples......

"You win brightly, I lose dullly. Jianghu, I don't ...... back" from the corpse of the waves, pounced on the deck of the boat at the feet of Zero.

He loses, and when his knife tightly cuts through a strand of hair next to Zero'er's neck, his wrist is slashed off by the knife in Zero's left hand, and his heart is slashed open by the knife that Zero's right hand holds.

He has nothing to say about his loss, and he has no way to complain. Don't dodge, don't dodge, don't block, one knife to decide the winner, the most likely is to lose both.

And he was so completely defeated.

The path of the shot has been successfully predicted by the opponent, and that is the worst failure.

Ling'er's love-breaking knife, both returned to the sheath, she bowed her head slightly, and coldly looked at Cong Lang who was about to be completely out of breath at her feet. "The strongest single knife in the rivers and lakes is the knife when Xiao Jian joined the Blood Knife Gate in the past, and the strongest single knife in the rivers and lakes is the Demon Sword Demon Pupil, no matter in the past or now, you have always been a loser who can't afford setbacks." (To be continued......)