Thundered~~!

The continuous drizzle fell from the air like a thin line, and in the peach forest, a solemn aura was permeated, and Yin Que, who was dressed in white, stood there with a sword in one hand, surrounded by soldiers of the Tang Forbidden Army in armor.

Gao Lishi returned to Li Longji's side at this time, and Ruyi always knelt in the pavilion, holding the jade plate given to her by the jade slave tightly in his hand, but his eyes were always staring at Yin Que.

"Li Longji, haven't you always wanted to hear me chant poetry? Didn't you always want to see me dance the sword? Yin Que opened his mouth and said, his eyes were full of cold light, "Today I will fulfill you." ”

Sou~~!

After Yin Que finished speaking, he came to the front of a soldier with a lightning sound, and stabbed with a horizontal knife in his hand.

Burst~~!

The tip of the knife pierced directly through the body, Yin Que suddenly pulled out the knife, and a bloody arrow rushed out, and the soldier died before he even had time to feel the pain.

This time it seemed to have lit a fuse, and countless soldiers flocked to Yin Que like a tide.

"Li Longji, listen to me with your ears pricked up!"

Yin Que shouted, and with a turn of the horizontal knife in his hand, he slashed over the three people who came to win.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying......"

Yin Que suddenly said loudly, and then the horizontal knife stabbed out several afterimages in a row, and the soldiers who won the face couldn't tell which sword was real and which sword was fake and could only block indiscriminately, and then their necks hurt at the same time, only to see the blood soaring, and the eyes were red, and then there was a blank, and Yin Que's sword directly pierced the necks of several soldiers.

Chen Xuanli was shocked when he saw this sword, and he was not completely sure that he would be able to take Yin Que's sword, the apprentice of the Sword Saint was really extraordinary.

Li Longji was also stunned when he heard Yin Que suddenly chanting poetry, he didn't expect Yin Que to chant poetry while killing people.

"Wu Hook Frost Snow Ming ......"

Yin Que drew his sword again, and one of the soldiers who came from the winning face was pierced, and then he immediately collected his sword and stabbed it out behind him.

The soldier behind him was just about to swing his knife at Yin Que, when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his consciousness began to gradually blur.

Withdrawing the horizontal knife, Yin Que kicked out at his side, kicking a soldier at a time, and suddenly five or six close soldiers were kicked out horizontally, overwhelming a group of people.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor......"

Suddenly, Yin Que's figure was like lightning rushing left and right, shuttling back and forth in the tide-like crowd, and a person died with every step, and the jade slave behind him did not affect his footsteps at all, and even faintly accelerated his pace.

More than a dozen people died under Yin Que's sword, but there were also a few cuts on his body, and he was oozing blood, but he was not affected at all.

"Ten steps to kill one person......"

Whoosh~Whoosh~!

Yin Que's speed was even faster, and even a white shadow could only be seen in the crowd shuttling like a ghost, each shadow slashing and bringing up several lines of blood, and then someone died, this shadow was like a god of death harvesting life.

"Thousands of miles without leaving ......"

Suddenly, Yin Que stomped under his feet, and the whole person took off into the air and took off to a height of five or six meters above everyone's heads.

Then Yin Que suddenly turned around, and the horizontal knife in his hand quickly pulled out the sword flower, and the remnants of the Dao Dao appeared one after another, stabbing towards the people below.

These sword shadows were like an overwhelming sword net that shrouded them, and everyone raised their weapons to block.

Puff~~!

After all, the soldiers still couldn't block the sword shadow, and they fell under the sword shadow one after another, and this death was a group of people.

"When things are done, go to the clothes, and hide the merits and fame ......"

Bite~~!

The sword slammed into the ground, making a crisp sound, and Yin Que's body once again soared into the air and killed the other group of soldiers.

Outside the crowd, Li Longji, Chen Xuanli and Gao Lishi were stunned, none of them thought that this Li Bai was so terrifying, looking at the corpses all over the ground, none of them could still speak at this time, Gao Lishi couldn't help but tremble when he remembered what Yin Que said to him at the end.

"Tell Li Longji not to let me see him from now on!"

Gao Lishi thought of this, and suddenly felt a cool breeze swishing on the back of his neck, and he now believed that Yin Que would definitely kill Li Longji.

Chen Xuanli's heart also trembled, he didn't expect Yin Que to be able to fight against the five hundred forbidden army by himself without falling behind, and even killed so many people.

Yin Que is still reaping the lives of the forbidden army, and the poem continues to sing.

"Idle over the letter tomb drink, take off the sword and ...... before kneeling"

Suddenly, several soldiers entered Yin Que's body, and the horizontal knives in their hands slashed towards Yin Que.

Yin Que suddenly changed his move and put the horizontal knife in front of him, then his body turned suddenly, and he opened the blades around him, and then the horizontal knife in his hand was held backhanded, and his body turned again, and the besieging soldiers felt a sweet throat, and they died in an instant.

"Will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan to ......"

Yin Que rushed into the crowd again and slashed left and right, like a meat grinder, frantically tearing the lives of the forbidden soldiers, one knife and one without dragging, and he only attacked but not defended, except for blocking the knife that slashed behind him, the rest were only attacking but not defending, his body was already full of knife wounds, and blood stained his moon-white robe, but he was still fearless and still harvesting life like a grim reaper.

"Three cups of Turannuo, Wuyue is a light ......"

I saw Yin Que force back several soldiers in front of him with a sword, then flew up and kicked one person again, and then took out the wine jug on his waist and drank it happily, the wine slid down his lips and flowed to Yin Que's chest, and the wound on his body became more painful under the stimulation of the wine, but this also aroused Yin Que's bloodiness At this time, his eyes had begun to redden, and under the stimulation of alcohol and the surge of adrenaline, he temporarily forgot the pain.

"After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is ......"

After pouring the liquor suddenly, Yin Que swayed left and right like a beggar who drank too much, and the horizontal knife in his hand looked like he couldn't hold it.

"Up! Hurry up! He couldn't hold on!! Chen Xuanli shouted at this time, Yin Que had a lot of injuries on his body, and even light bleeding would make him lose too much blood.

When the remaining forbidden soldiers heard this, they immediately shouted and rushed towards Yin Que, just as the so-called taking advantage of your illness will kill you, now is a good time to kill Yin Que.

But they were wrong, Yin Que's confused eyes suddenly froze, and the horizontal knife in his hand suddenly came out of his hand, directly penetrating the body of a soldier in the front row, and then stabbed into the body of the person behind him.

"Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan is shocked first......"

The horizontal knife came out of his hand, and at this time Yin Que untied his belt, which was made of linen cloth and was very long, and every time Yin Que tied it, he had to wrap it around several times.

I saw that he shook the belt in his hand, and one end of the belt was accurately wrapped around the handle of the horizontal knife, and then he pulled it suddenly, and the horizontal knife broke away from the soldier's body, and then Yin Que used the horizontal knife as a whip, and every time he shook it, several people died, and in an instant, the horizontal knife turned into a long whip, and countless people fell around, and Yin Que also added a lot of wounds again.

"Two strong men in a thousand autumns, Xuanhe Daliang City ......"

Yin Que chanted again, and then the sword move changed again, only to see his right hand shake, and the whip-like horizontal knife suddenly flew back into his hand, and then changed to a backhand holding knife like an autumn wind sweeping the leaves quickly around the surroundings, his body was like a sensitive poisonous snake, and all the flesh and blood flew everywhere he went, and his arms and legs flew wildly.

And his moon-white robe had been dyed red at the moment, and he couldn't tell whether the blood stains on his body were his own or those forbidden soldiers.

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the heroic ...... in the world"

Yin Que groaned loudly, and then he entered a realm of self-forgetfulness, and the knife in his hand was like an eye looking for his target......