The arrogant words, accompanied by the sudden explosion of qi because of the breakthrough, were overwhelmingly suppressed.

Hu Xuan'er seemed to see the palm of the knife maniac behind her back tremble slightly after these words were spoken, and then as if instinctively, she clenched it directly, the woman's heart moved, and she instantly realized that the knife maniac was going to make a move, and she retreated violently at the moment.

After taking the lead, Wang Anfeng took a slight breath, pressed the strange thing in his heart, his hands were still on his back, his toes moved slightly, his body fluttered forward, the broken knife under his feet roared, and suddenly burst out, tearing the knife at the same time, and was grabbed by Wang Anfeng in his hand.

Landing on the ground, step forward with your right foot.

The knife in his hand suddenly spun and slashed, tearing the void, with a sharp knife momentum, and slashed straight at the head of the Jin Hong Knife Akali, who was shocked before, and the first thought that rose in his heart was no longer to make a move, but to subconsciously retreat.

At the same time, the knife in his hand was in front of him, trying to block the swift sword.

Roaring.

The broken knife suddenly fell, Akali tried his best to stop it, but his body still couldn't control it, and he stepped back again and again, until seven steps later, he barely unloaded his energy, and in his chest and abdomen, the qi and blood rolled, although he fell downwind, but he couldn't contain a sense of relief.

I felt that although the power of the sword madness was very strong, it was not as rumored that it could slash the grandmaster, and it was unmatched. At this thought, the fear gradually dissipated.

At the same time, the knife in Wang Anfeng's hand slashed horizontally, continuing to take advantage of the momentum to force horizontally, tearing the air and roaring.

The five fingers of the left hand were slightly opened, and the purple-clothed woman next to him was instantly captured because of the counterattack of the divine soldiers, the reversal of the qi veins, and the inability to exert her strength.

Probing in front of his left palm, his fingers were slightly bent and buckled on his throat, but it was the peerless hand of the Medicine King Valley.

The qi was fierce, revealing a cold aura that only swordsmen have, the purple-clothed woman's body stiffened, and she didn't dare to move again, and bulges appeared on her white neck one by one.

In the next moment, Wang Anfeng had already pulled it towards him, and the knife in his hand was back on guard, and the knife qi torn out retreated the surrounding poisonous mist, and also stopped between everyone and the woman in purple, cutting a dazzling gap on the ground.

This change was extremely fast, and everyone took the knife maniac from Akali and regained their self-confidence, and the knife maniac in front of him actually gave up the highest martial arts Akari, but held the purple-clothed woman next to him hostage, so the change of tactics, everyone had no time to rescue.

Hu Xuan'er was stunned for a moment, then screamed, and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by the heavy knife that suddenly slashed down diagonally next to him, Akali took a step forward, looked at the inverted fingers, and sensed the chill of the sword qi from it, his pupils shrank, and said:

"What do you mean?!"

His voice paused, as if he had an understanding, and said:

"Your purpose is Lu Yingbo?!"

Wang Anfeng didn't answer, holding the knife in his right hand, and the golden bell jar in his body was running rapidly, gathering momentum on the blade.

The sound of the knife grew stronger.

Akari is right.

He took advantage of the situation this time, deliberately branched out of everyone, and gave these people a chance to attack, all the purpose was to get the news of the White Tiger Hall.

Including the previous use of the poison array, he suppressed everyone with his own strength, deliberately spoke wildly, and relied on the preconceived impression of the knife maniac, so that everyone thought that he had murderous intentions, and the first choice was to retreat instead of attacking, all because of this reason.

In this way, such a great opportunity was finally created, and with just one blow, this woman who was even higher than Hu Xuan'er in the White Tiger Hall could be captured, otherwise the identity and status of the latter, coupled with the importance that Akali attached to him, wanted to forcibly capture this person in the midst of everyone, almost like a fool's dream.

After all, he has only only entered the fourth grade, that old man's martial arts are very strong, if it weren't for the heavenly machine formation, he wouldn't dare to support the big strong connection, now that the formation has been broken, if he really fights, his real strength will soon be seen through, and then I'm afraid it will be a little difficult.

Fortunately, I was able to get my wish.

In this way, the three months of stay in the Sabbath country were finally satisfactory.

It's a pity that the identity of the knife maniac may not be as credible as it used to be, if the knife maniac starts to use stratagems, it is not a knife maniac.

Wang Anfeng actually felt a little regret in his heart, and his left hand was still firmly clasped on the throat of Lu Yingbo, a woman in purple.

So far in Lu Yingbo's life, he has never been held hostage so close to a man, and he is extremely ashamed in his heart.

At this moment, he noticed that the person behind him had intentionally or unintentionally taken half a step back, and had opened a certain distance from himself, no longer close to him, and his breath could not be detected, but he was slightly stunned, and wanted to break free, but found that the fingers on his throat were cold and powerful, and the qi was faintly blocked, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of it.

The knife in Akari's hand was raised, and he said abruptly:

"You have already seen it just now, the sword madness is not as rumored, it can rival the grandmaster, but it is only a four-grade martial arts, the old man will face the enemy head-on, and the monarchs will sweep the battle for me!"

Immediately, the knife in the hand was raised, and the footwork was the first class of light work, upside down left and right, like crazy, and the heavy knife in his hand also had an ethereal and unpredictable, light and heavy change of momentum, and he slashed forward again and again.

Wang Anfeng's eyes were calm, he already knew that things would evolve like this.

If it weren't for the purpose of breaking through with the help of the previous formation to forcibly capture this woman, it would be okay to fight with these people with the help of light skills and terrain at this moment, but now that the formation has been broken, and Hu Xuan'er, two people who are covered in highly poisonous, the ordinary poisonous array has become useless.

With the help of one's own strength, with a burden, it has become extremely difficult to walk out of this door.

But there is no other way - this is the best opportunity, a better chance than to find out from Hu Xuan'er's mouth, the four-rank master who can master the prototype of the divine weapon is definitely a high-level in the White Tiger Hall.

White Tiger Hall.

Wang Anfeng closed his eyes, and the tip of his nose seemed to smell blood.

It's time to pay off the debts you owe over the years.

Akali also saw the dilemma of the knife madness, his expression changed, and the knife in his hand slashed out, different from the heavy knife in his hand, this knife was cut down, both ruthless and vicious, difficult to deal with, the knife in Wang Anfeng's hand was raised, and he blocked it with a broken knife.

With a bang, the two were evenly divided.

The two knives were raised backwards, and Akali's expression changed slightly, and he used his footwork to strengthen the knife style, and he did not have the upper hand.

At the moment, his heart shook unspeakably, but he knew that even if they all died here today, they would never let the knife madness take this person away.

Thinking of this, the knife in his hand slashed out again and again, his knife technique seems to be extremely simple, just chopping, but chopping and slashing, in which the charm is elusive to ordinary people, the knife shadow is continuous, and there is no previous momentum, but if it is simply killed, it is even more above the before.

It actually condensed all the power on the blade, and there was no waste at all.

There is no previous illusion of the gods, and the vision that shakes the heavens and the earth, it is because the gods reside on the blade, and under the blade, there is a whole world.

If the world under the blade collapses one day, it will be when he breaks through the gate of heaven.

The time of the battle is getting longer and longer, Akali's state of mind can't help but change a little, the serial knife technique is what he is proud of in his life, and he is doing his best at the moment, and for a while he can't even take a hand to clasp Lu Yingbo, which is equivalent to a knife maniac who has abandoned his arm.

The ink knife in the knife maniac's hand was raised, and the knife technique used seemed to be extremely exquisite, but after fighting for so long at this time, Akali could detect that the knife technique used by the knife maniac was only mastered, and he did not realize the true essence of it.

If you were to replace someone else, it would be just a second-rate swordsman.

But at this moment, every knife fell, without the slightest hesitation, every knife fell, and then the second knife has been split, the decisive heart of the swordsman is vividly expounded, any swordsman who does not enter the stream, can do this, it is enough to move the rivers and lakes.

Akali admired and admired in his heart, and the knife in his hand was even more ruthless.

Two knives, two people, the blades collided wildly, almost dazzling, and the rest of the martial artists were stunned for a moment, and then they reacted to what they were going to do, the area where these two people were fighting, they didn't dare to go in, so they had to attack from afar with a secret weapon or something like that.

Since these people are martial artists who can become famous in peace, then even if they are placed in the rivers and lakes of Great Qin, they will not be general, and the secret weapon martial arts in their hands are also quite clever.

Wang Anfeng's instinct made him want to retreat, but he understood that Lu Yingbo had already been captured, and now he could rely on a brave spirit to break out of such a siege.

At the moment, he curbed his instinct to retreat, cast the golden bell jar, and ate the hidden weapon hard, only to feel a tingling pain in his back, shoulders, and arms, and there was already blood oozing out.

The complexion of his eyes was slightly condensed, and with the help of this stinging pain, the knife in his hand slashed down violently.

Akali was waiting for the knife maniac to be forced out of the flaw, but the latter did not retreat or avoid, and took the hidden weapon stubbornly, and the plan couldn't help but fail, and was about to change his moves, when he suddenly found that the knife maniac in front of him was traumatized, he did not retreat or avoid, holding the knife in one hand and holding Lu Yingbo's throat with the other, and took a heavy step forward in the face of the knife light.

The knife in his hand slashed out without hesitation.

With a local sound, the knife in Akari's hand was struck and raised, his heart couldn't help but be beaten, and he was about to change his move, when the broken knife slashed horizontally, and forced it again, this knife was actually more powerful than before, and Akali had to take a step back before parrying down.

The offensive and defensive momentum was reversed in an instant.

Wang Anfeng took a deep breath, urged the dantian qi machine, urged the sound with the air, helped the sound with the sound, and said:

"Come again!"

Immediately raised his arm, ignoring the attack behind him, his eyebrows and eyes opened slightly, and he slashed down violently with another knife.

The sound of the sword became more and more poignant.

Fufeng exterminated the tragedy.

The Death of the Heavenly Sword Gate.

Yakushi Valley Poison Man.

And what happened twenty years ago -

There seemed to be a flame rising in Wang Anfeng's chest, scorching the meridians of his body, and the stinging pain of the injury was insignificant compared to this burning sensation, so that he had no intention of paying attention.

Follow the clues of the White Tiger Hall all the way here, and you can capture the high-level of the White Tiger Hall alive when you see it, and at this time, anyone who stands in front of him can't let him retreat.

No refund!

Wang Anfeng's eyes widened slightly, reflecting the sharp sword light, and he took another heavy step.

With each step, the knife in his hand slashed down.

One step, two steps.

After taking seventeen steps, I have already walked outside the courtyard.

Everyone saw with their own eyes that the black dress was silent and used the most direct way to open the predicament.

Be upright, one knife at a time, split this so-called crisis, and split everything that stands in front of you.

Akali retreated step by step, almost unable to retreat, a trace of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and finally let out a long roar, fell back, the knife in his hand avoided the broken knife, and threw his hand out, sharp edge, straight to Lu Yingbo, who was restrained by Wang Anfeng and could not use the qi engine.

Lu Yingbo's face was cold and pale, but there was no surprise, he just closed his eyes.

Hu Xuan'er couldn't help but let out a scream.

Everyone regrets in their hearts, but they can understand - if they can't keep it, it is better to kill it than to fall into the hands of the other party.

At this time when everyone's spirit was a little relaxed, they saw the knife next to him raise his hand violently, and with his own arm, he stopped this fatal knife, and the blood instantly stained red, this scene was even more difficult to react, even Akali did not expect.

At the same time, the knife maniac had already stepped forward again, and the right hand broke off the knife and stabbed out.

The blade instantly pierced Akali's abdomen, exiting through his back.

Blood poured out of the ink-colored broken wound along the dark lines on the blade, Akali was short of breath, looked down at the broken knife, his lips moved, a wry smile appeared, and suddenly his hands were raised, grabbed Wang Anfeng's arm, and shouted:

"Kill him now!"

Everyone was holding weapons, Wang Anfeng looked sideways, and the lion's roar was carried in his throat, and he said:

"Go to the former, die!"

But everyone is a fierce person who has been killed by licking blood from the knife edge, how can they be frightened by such a threat? One of them had the fastest body technique, and with the internal force of the peak of the six grades, a pair of fleshy palms slammed out and smashed heavily on the back of the knife maniac.

Even if he is a master of the fourth grade, after fighting with a master of the same level, he will inevitably be empty in his body.

If you make a move at this time, you will definitely succeed!

Everyone saw that the face of the knife madness turned pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but only the palm master who made the shot understood that when he beat out with the palm power of broken gold and jade, he was actually stopped by his physique, and the remaining two percent were directly dissolved by the deep and incomparable internal force.

The sword maniac is actually a master of the outer door horizontal practice, and the external skill to build the foundation and turn the inside?!

This ridiculous thought arose in the heart of the master of the secret attack.

Then I heard the sound of the knife, the hair on the back exploded, and he retreated suddenly, the knife maniac had pulled out the broken knife, and after being bloodthirsty, the dark lines on the body of the ink knife were almost emitting blood-colored light, and it was slightly raised, and then it suddenly fell with a decisive momentum.

The bodies of those warriors who pounced on them, regretting that they couldn't take a step faster, suddenly stiffened.

A sword light as bright as the moon rose in the night, illuminating their pale faces, the sword light dissipated, and a straight knife mark on the ground spread straight to miles away, and the warriors who blocked the sword light had dispersed.

The hearts of many warriors were beating wildly, and regret instantly turned into happiness.

Wang Anfeng put away the knife, he has a special physique, the innate internal qi is deeper than ordinary people, plus he has been practicing in a medicinal bath, between breathing, the internal qi has recovered thirty percent, holding the knife in one hand, and holding the four-grade master in the hand with the divine soldier, slowly walking out, so as to restore the body.

Originally, there was a warrior holding a blade in front of him, his expression was sluggish, until the footsteps approached, he suddenly came back to his senses, screamed strangely in his mouth, staggered back, and the knife in his hand was thrown directly.

The rest of the warriors suddenly woke up from their dreams and retreated again and again.

Before the knife madness, it was empty.

Wang Anfeng felt a little relieved in his heart, in order to prevent being seen as flawed, he still had a cold face, buckled Lu Yingbo and walked slowly, and when he saw the gate of the city of King Balmain in peace, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, with joy and regret.

Although it was enough to take down the high-level in the White Tiger Hall, whether it was to force intelligence or use it as bait, it was a pity, but unfortunately, the sword maniac disappeared after all, and disappeared with Wang Xingyuan to rest in peace.

Knife mania is not afraid of challenges, so once the knife maniac uses 'conspiracy', it is no longer a knife maniac.

The fame of the rivers and lakes plummeted, and it lived up to its fame.

Then it's time for the knife maniac to hide.

His right hand clenched the hilt of his sword and looked at the gate in front of him.

Just as he was about to let the city gate guard open the door, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and then someone mobilized the qi, Wang Anfeng was silent, stood in place, and never broke through the city gate, but after ten breaths, there were already many people behind him.

Among them, the first two people wore Daqin clothes, one literary and one martial, the civil official held Gu Mu, but he controlled the qi all the way, tracking here, the royal city was not allowed to control the sky at night, but it was the king who had no choice but to violate the ban.

Gu Mu fell to the ground, took two steps forward, and said:

"Mr. Wang?!"

Wang Anfeng was silent, turned his back to everyone, and said lightly with a knife in a wild voice, but there was a faint tone of Wang Xingyuan, and said lightly:

"Wang Xingyuan is dead."

Gu Mu was silent, he looked at the back of the blood-stained black clothes in front of him, suddenly smiled, shook off his sleeve robe, and said softly:

"Wang Xingyuan is my first friend."

"I don't know if I'm qualified to be his friend, though."

"I have been aggrieved enough since I was a child, and it wasn't until I was five years old that I knew that my mother was actually a woman from a family who marched in the south, and she was robbed back by my father and king, so my mother kept looking at the south and crying."

"When my mother died, I told her that I would replace that man and be a good enough king."

His voice paused, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the back in front of him, a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle in the sky, and said:

"You've helped me, but what do you want?"

"Even if my Gu Mu does his best, he will do it for you!"

The surrounding generals were shocked in their hearts, and they couldn't help but take a step forward and said, "Your ...... King"

Gu Mu raised his hand to stop and said:

"You have no jokes!"

Everyone was silent for a while, and the Great Qin civil official's expression was slightly different, and he suddenly took half a step back to the side, and with the top means, the voice transmission knife said wildly:

"Your Excellency the Knife Maniac once contributed to my criminal department, but the secret son that the seniors said was free?"

"Can you get King Balman and my Great Qin to sign a new agreement?"

After the transmission, the civil official was a little nervous in his heart, but when he saw that the knife madness was unmoved, he passed the sound again, and there was a slight threat and temptation in his words, and said:

"This is a national event, knife maniac!"

"This official doesn't care if you are a secret son of the Criminal Department or the rest of the chasing the wind and catching fast, now this official orders you to do so, otherwise you will definitely go to the Criminal Department to join you and disregard your family and country."

"What's more, there is no loss to King Balmain in this matter, you are far away, and you only want fame, this matter is completed, and above the court, you will definitely rise to the top."

"Knife maniac, don't take your own body, but also put your family and country first!"

This time, the knife maniac finally moved, and the civil official breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, exchanged glances with his companion next to him, and then looked at the knife maniac sideways with relief, and watched the knife maniac nod slightly at King Balmain, and said lightly:

"Anything?!"

Gu Mu stopped the ministers and said loudly:

"Anything!"

Just when the Great Qin official Wu Hongchou was faintly expecting in his eyes, the right hand of the knife maniac was reversed casually, and with a bang, the knife was inserted upside down on the ground, and then the five fingers were slightly opened, and everyone was slightly stunned for a while, not knowing what the knife maniac meant.

After a few breaths, there was a whistling sound, and there was a noise in the building next to it, and then suddenly two wine jars flew out, and the knife frantically borrowed the wine jar steadily, and threw it at the new Balmain King, saying:

"In that case, then, Gu Mu, King Balmain, do you have the guts to fight with me once?"

The smile on Wu Hongchou's face froze.

Gu Mu was stunned, thinking of the first time they met, he let Wang Xingyuan go down without even giving him a drink, and at this moment he looked at the knife madness, and suddenly ignored the strange gaze of the ministers, laughed out loud, couldn't stop laughing, and then strode forward, wearing a python dragon costume Walking unhappily, he simply lifted the hem of his clothes, and the king of a country picked up the rough wine jar in a small place on the street, patted open the sealing mud, and raised his hands.

"You don't have any jokes, why don't you dare?!"

"Please!"

The two jars collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Gu Mu raised his neck and poured a jar of turbid green wine into his throat, originally wanting to drink it all, but because it was too turbid and unaccustomed to drinking, he coughed violently, lost his normal appearance, his eyes were clear, and he said loudly while coughing:

"Good wine!"

The knife maniac smiled slightly, and suddenly raised his hand, and the knife suddenly roared, and the knife flashed.

Everyone's hearts trembled, Wu Hongchou, who was wearing an official uniform, was suddenly chopped off and fell to the ground, its speed was so fast, although it was a five-grade, Wu Hongchou, who was usually pampered, did not react at all, looking at the things on the ground, his face was blue for a while, and his fists were clenched.

In the dead silence, only the knife burst out with a long laugh and said:

"Hahaha, it's refreshing!"

The ink knife is carried on the back.

Suddenly turned around, raised his right hand, and the wine jar was raised an inch behind him, colliding with the wine jar in Gu Mu's hand behind him, his voice was crisp, and he thought that the knife maniac was about to be hidden, so he had no scruples, and simply laughed:

"The world is vast, Gu Mu, be your king!"

"You and I don't see each other!"

"Everyone, knife maniac, farewell!"

Gu Mu drank the wine and said:

"Wang Xingyuan, let's go!"

The knife raised his neck and drank wildly, laughing and walked away.

"The History of Rest"——

'The first of all the merits under the command of King Balmain, the prince of Xingyuan, and the king of the king, when he was at the end of the year, rose together in the chaos, and he was in peace with the outside and the inside, only to die at the moment of success. ’

‘…… Thirty years later, the king died'

‘…… The king is expected to return, and the throne is the great treasure, that is, Wenzong. ’

PS: Today's update presents............

As for An Feng thinking, the reputation of the knife maniac has been ruined, and he has to hide this matter, cough cough, say it tomorrow.

Rest in peace, I like the feeling that the trajectories of the legend once intersected, I don't know what you think, _(:з"∠)_