The wound on Wu Qingfeng's shoulder was no longer a big problem after a simple bandage, and when he heard Lao Jiu say that the sword had been built, his face was full of joy.

Throwing away the green steel soft sword in his hand, he reached out and picked up the box, and couldn't wait to open it.

As soon as the box was opened, a bright yellow light flashed out, like the scorching sun at noon, bright with a light that was impossible to look at.

With the box opened, the light gradually faded, a three-foot long sword lay quietly in it, the color of the sword body was bright yellow, faintly shining luster, the hilt of the sword was ebony and wrapped in fish skin, the whole long sword carved patterns are innumerable, the mountains and rivers, the fragrance of plants and trees, the auspicious beasts and auspicious lins, everything, not so much a killing sword, but a perfect handicraft.

Looking at the long sword in the box, Wu Qingfeng's face couldn't hide the joy, grabbed it, stretched out two fingers, wiped the sword body, and the sword body buzzed, bent his fingers back, and suddenly flicked, with a sonorous sound, the sword body continued to roar.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Wu Qingfeng stood up, then on tiptoe, and galloped towards Luo Yu.

Seeing Wu Qingfeng join the battle group, Lao Jiu ordered the remaining six people to protect Lao Ba, and then lifted the big bow and joined the war group.

Stopping a person and slashing him, Luo Yu's dark eyes were even darker, and he was just about to pick the next target with the Tang Dao, but he saw Wu Qingfeng coming with a long sword in his hand, and the bright yellow color on the long sword was a little brighter than the Tang knife in Dongfang Qiushui, which was extremely obvious.

Seeing this, Luo Yu sneered, and moved slightly to meet Wu Qingfeng, the two met, Wu Qingfeng's sword was a little sharp, and the long sword in his hand went straight to Luo Yu's head.

Luo Yu's body turned, dodging to the right side of his body, and the Tang knife in his hand rose from below, slashing at Wu Qingfeng's outstretched right arm.

Wu Qingfeng's wrist twisted, the long sword rotated, close to his arm, a jingle bell sounded, and the Tang knife slashed on the blade of the long sword.

When the two blades met, the blade of the Tang knife knocked out a gap the size of a grain of rice.

Pulling back the Tang knife, looking at the gap with the size of a grain of rice on the Tang knife, he raised his eyebrows, he knew that the Tang knife in Dongfang Qiushui's hand was extremely sharp, and now it seemed that compared with the long sword in Wu Qingfeng's hand, it was obviously a little worse.

Luo Yu knew in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be so sharp, you must know that this is made by his father from the best materials, but the yellow beads after the mutation are not added.

Luo Yu really didn't expect to add yellow beads or not, the gap between the two was so big.

It's just that without waiting for Luo Yu to think too much, the thirst for blood in his heart urged him to attack and kill him this time.

The Tang knife was withdrawn, and then stabbed out, but the momentum of no wind and thunder was like a dragonfly dotting water, a little bit.

Wu Qingfeng swayed from side to side, dodging it, but the tip of the Tang knife flashed continuously, and gradually became a piece one after another, one stab just fell and the other rose again, which dazzled Wu Qingfeng.

With a single stab, Wu Qingfeng jumped backwards with force under his feet, wanting to step out of Tang Dao's attack range.

Luo Yu followed closely, advancing step by step, not giving Wu Qingfeng a chance to retreat.

Seeing Luo Yu following up, Wu Qingfeng stabbed Luo Yu in the chest with a long sword in his hand, wanting to force Luo Yu back.

Luo Yu's feet moved, and he dodged to the right side of his body at one time, and at the same time, his body kept spinning, and he went around behind Wu Qingfeng, and the Tang knife in his hand swept out and slashed at Wu Qingfeng's back.

Wu Qingfeng stood behind the sword to resist the swept Tang knife.

After the next crisp sound sounded, Luo Yu raised his eyebrows, he didn't need to look to know that Tang Dao would definitely have a gap.

On the other side, Dongfang Qiushui saw Lao Jiu join the battle group, thinking of the previous arrow, his heart couldn't help but rise with anger, his feet moved with his heart, and when he arrived, the bright yellow Tang knife slashed down from the bottom to the top.

At the same time, the little eagle in the sky let out a clear sound, spread its wings and retracted, and its five-meter figure was like an arrow, shooting towards the back of Lao Jiu's head, in order to match the power of Dongfang Qiushui.

Dongfang Qiushui split down, Lao Jiu just held the big bow and the rabbit's giant palm touched hard, saw Dongfang Qiushui splitting coming, raised the dark yellow big bow, horizontal bow in front, both hands held both ends, hard to connect Dongfang Qiushui's force split.

When there was a sound, Dongfang Qiushui slashed to no avail, but at this moment, the eagle had arrived, and the sharp claws grabbed Lao Jiu's shoulder like a hook, and at the same time, the sharp hook mouth flashed towards the back of Lao Jiu's head.

After taking a bite, it takes a large piece of skin and flesh, and the small eagle flutters its wings and flies.

The back of the head was attacked, and the pain made Lao Jiu, who was holding the bow and hard to receive the Tang knife, roared angrily, exerted force in his hand, and pushed the big bow outward, pushing away Dongfang Qiushui, and then the big bow picked up and swept the back of the brain.

It's a pity that the eagle has already flown up, crying in the air, like a mockery.

Hearing the cry of the little eagle, Lao Jiu's eyes were full of anger, he jumped up, stepped on the air, and ran up, wanting to kill the little eagle first.

It's just that the rabbit followed, the strong hind legs, suddenly exerted force, the huge body jumped into the air, caught up with Lao Jiu, the latter came first, and the huge forepaw slapped head-on.

There was a pop first, and then a bang sounded, and I saw Lao Jiu like a cannonball, being slapped back to the ground, and falling on the ground with a muffled sound.

Seeing that Lao Jiu was shot down by the rabbit, the autumn water in the east was coming, and the Tang knife swept out from bottom to top, and the blade pointed directly at Lao Jiu's neck.

When Lao Jiu had just been slapped back to the ground, and his mind was dizzy and he hadn't reacted, Dongfang Qiushui's killing move had arrived.

However, a spear pierced into the ground, blocking the Tang knife that swept out with the tip of the knife.

When there was a loud sound, the Tang knife was blocked, and the blade entered most of the gun's body.

Lao Jiu took advantage of this, slapped his palm on the ground, stood upright, but after standing up, he also staggered two steps, his mind was dizzy, and he almost fell to the ground.

I saw Lao Jiu standing up, the whole head was like a blood gourd, and on the back of his head and the top of his head, blood continued to gush out, covering his entire face, and then fell to the ground ticking.

The old nine faces were already vicious, but with the cover of blood, they became more fierce.

Stretching out his hand, he wiped the blood off his face, and looked at the Dongfang Qiushui closest to him, Lao Jiu was furious.

First, Lao Liu's betrayal made him full of anger in his heart, and now he was injured here, which made him even more angry, and the two combined, Lao Jiuzai couldn't keep his senses, completely ignoring that this was the woman Wu Qingfeng had a fancy for.

Bending the bow and arrows, an arrow was shot, and Lao Jiu's body moved with the arrow and galloped.

Looking at the arrows that came from front of her and Lao Jiu who followed the arrows, Dongfang Qiushui's eyes were full of joy and waves, and her heart was surprisingly peaceful, as if these two were not coming for herself, or even something that could kill her.

It's not just the peace of mind, it's as if everything is quiet, and you can't hear a single sound.

Yang Zhan brandished the machete, attacking continuously, but he couldn't hear a roar.

The eagle flapped its wings and soared in the air, but not a single cry could be heard.

The rabbit jumped up and down, attacking left and killing right, and was very excited, but he couldn't hear a grinding sound.

Luo Yu walked in blood, the Tang knife in his hand flew up and down, fighting with Wu Qingfeng non-stop, but he couldn't hear a cruel laugh.

Everything around them became silent for a moment, and there was not a single sound.

Except for the lack of sound, everything around him did not change in the eyes of Dongfang Qiushui, and perhaps the only change was a touch of colorful color that appeared on Dongfang Qiushui's big eyes.

This colorful color appeared in the pupils of her eyes, and I am afraid that even Dongfang Qiushui did not know, because she did not use what she thought was psychedelic at all, and she did not know that in the colorful color, the yellow became bright and abnormal.

With a soft pop, it sounded, and everything around me returned to normal.

It's just that Lao Jiu, who came at a gallop, has knelt in front of Dongfang Qiushui, a bright yellow Tang knife passed through his chest, and the entire blade of the knife was submerged in his chest, and the tip of the knife came out through his back, leaving only the handle in front of his chest.

Looking at Lao Jiu who died in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in Dongfang Qiushui's eyes, and then he was occupied in a panic.

She didn't know how she killed Lao Jiu, she only knew that when the surroundings became silent, the scenery around her became very clear and slow in her eyes, and she could even see the air flow brought by the arrows galloping.

And in such an environment, she seems to have made two movements.

One is to deflect his head to dodge the arrow that is fired at his own head.

The other is to hand the Tang knife forward.

Then, when everything around him became normal, Lao Jiu had already passed through his chest with his Tang knife, and he was dying.

Looking at the dying Lao Jiu, Dongfang Qiushui's heart was not happy and vaguely had a trace of sadness, but he was not allowed to think much about it on the battlefield.

A long sword stabbed out beside him, and Dongfang Qiushui withdrew the Tang knife and retreated.

Tang Dao was withdrawn, Lao Jiu twitched, and fell forward, but the man holding the long sword held Lao Jiu, then picked it up, and also retreated backwards.

Luo Yu and Wu Qingfeng, the two are still fighting, but Wu Qingfeng has gradually fallen into the downwind, if it weren't for the sharpness of the sword in the hand of the honor guard, Luo Yu wouldn't dare to touch it with a Tang knife, I'm afraid he would have been killed by Luo Yu.

Although he was not killed by Luo Yu, there were also Dao wounds on his body, but the wounds were not deep and were all skin wounds.

With the sound of the second master, a person came with a long sword in his hand and forced Luo Yu back, and the person hurriedly told Wu Qingfeng about Lao Jiu.

Wu Qingfeng's expression froze after hearing this, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Looking at Luo Yu, who was smiling and attacking with a Tang knife, Wu Qingfeng just turned around and left.

Seeing this, the man holding the long sword shook his sword to meet Luo Yu.

By the time Wu Qingfeng came to Lao Jiu's side, Lao Jiu had already breathed more and less air, and his eyes were full of dead ashes, although he could die from time to time.

Looking at Lao Jiu, who was covered in blood all over his body, Wu Qingfeng squatted down, took out a green bead and put it in Lao Jiu's mouth, followed Lao Jiu's hand, and said in a low tone.

"It's okay, don't worry, it's okay. ″

After hearing this, Lao Jiu shook his head, grinned, and said with a full stomach.

It's just that Wu Qingfeng understands that this is just Lao Jiu's return to light.

"It's useless, the heart is all through. ″

"Lao Jiu doesn't know what a brother is until now, but he misses the scene when the ten of us met and fought together when the change just happened. ″

"It was even under that sunset that ten of us bowed and were arrogant. ″

"But there's no going back, there's really no going back. ″

"Second brother, this is the last time I call you second brother, not that bullshit second master. ″

"Lao Jiu has never begged anyone, but this time Lao Jiu begged you. ″

"The sixth brother has rebelled, and the ninth dare not report it, because the ninth is also afraid of death. ″

"But Lao Jiu is not afraid now, Lao Jiu begs you, let go of Lao Jiu's family. ″

"The hatred of taking a wife has been achieved, and the hatred of killing a son should not be born. ″

After speaking, he held Wu Qingfeng's hand vigorously.

Wu Qingfeng reached out and patted the back of Lao Jiu's hand.

"I promise you. ″

As soon as the words fell, Lao Jiu's body softened, his eyes closed, and he was no longer breathing.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are upturned, like a smile.

Seeing that Lao Jiu was dead, Wu Qingfeng looked a little lonely, took a deep breath, and then exhaled, picked up Lao Jiu, raised his legs and walked into the distance.

On this day, as half a year ago, Lao Jiu was seriously injured, Wu Qingfeng picked up Lao Jiu and walked home together.

It's just that at this moment, it's no longer a thing.