The boy was tall and tall, and his feet landed on the ground as if they were rooted.

A spear in his hand that stopped more than an inch of the white-haired old man's face was swept diagonally by his right hand, pointing at the sky with a round of scorching golden crows.

The body of the gun was strong, carrying the white-haired old man on the ground with his torn clothes flying all over his body, and the [red] fell all over the ground and flew into the turbulent stream on the side, drifting away with the current.

A red dress that has been treasured for more than ten years is destroyed in an instant.

"I wanted to wear this dress to see you, but now it seems that I can't get my wish." Chunhua, who was wearing only single clothes and obscene pants, pinched a piece of blood-colored clothes and sighed softly.

Everyone in the courtyard only saw his mouth move slightly, but they didn't hear his voice.

"Killing the dead is extremely boring, but it's also very useful." Chunhua's slightly male duck's old voice sounded faintly, although the words in his mouth were a little bluffing, but his action of sitting up with a pair of withered palms was particularly difficult, and the comparison between the two was very funny.

When Xi Xuan heard this, he smiled with bright eyebrows, but the spear in his hand had been pointed into the dirt under his feet, "You old man, a dead person, even my sister is only half a living person by you, so dare to ask if there are still living people in this world?" ”

"But there are still living people?" Chunhua slowly opened her eyes, and met the handsome and unparalleled resolute face of the previous year above her head, as if she was caught in a memory, only to see him with a smile on his face, but his different-colored eyes were particularly sour, "If there is no difference, there should be half of it." ”

"Oh?" The brocade robe on the young man's body reflected the sunlight on the horizon, shining brightly, and his words were joking, "Since you can see through the two worlds of yin and yang, can you know whether you are a living person or a dead person?" ”

The white-haired spring flower raised her hand with difficulty, and slowly put the corner of the clothes held in the palm of her hand into the single clothes close to her heart, and at the end she did not forget to pat it a few times, and the sourness in her eyes faded a little with this action.

For him, life and death are just a fleeting moment, and they are all just dreams.

"Before you came, I was the one who was going to die, and after she left, I was the one who was going to live." The furrows on Chunhua's face rose and fell as he spoke, gradually stretching, and twisting again in the blink of an eye.

"You old man, what are you talking nonsense, and I am confused." The young man looked a little impatient, "Compared to these things, I still want to see your kung fu." ”

After all, according to Mu Yi's martial arts cultivation, in this world, there are only a handful of people who can kill him at will and are not injured or run away.

What's more, Mu Yi is not only the future righteous son of Xi Sui'an, the head of the General Xifu, but also the apprentice of the master of Wuling Mountain and Tsurumi.

The two identities, no matter which one of them, can cause an uproar in the rivers and lakes and the court.

"Old man, before, the master saw that you were old and frail and couldn't bear to do it, but now, the master will not let you do it anymore." The young man looked at the old man on the ground, with a playful smile on his face, the spear in his hand rose from the ground, and was hunted by the dance, and the red tassel of the spear head flipped like a fly, which was very beautiful.

I saw that the spear was split, as if it was wrapped in the power of the mountain torrent.

But when the body of the gun was half a foot away from the old man on the ground, it had been invisibly weakened by an internal force.

Therefore, this time, Xi Xuan did not retract his strength, but took advantage of the situation to press down the spear and fight against the invisible qi.

On the ground, the qi around the old man's body was like a stream beside him, endless, and his arm was lightly raised, and his originally clumsy arm was like a swimming snake, wrapping around the tip of the silver spear that was stabbing in front of him and extremely fast.

The spear in Xi Xuan's hand shook, and the internal force in his hand had reached the tip of the spear, hitting a pair of silk winding hands that wanted to move forward.

I didn't want the other party to seem to see his thoughts, and before the internal force could reach the tip of the gun, he was crushed by him, and then, the old man borrowed the spear to retreat and stood up straight.

Chunhua shook off the tip of the spear in his hand, causing the man holding the spear to take a few steps back again and again, until the spear in his hand was more than an inch into the ground to resist the backward momentum.

But Xi Xuan became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his moves were like the spear in his hand, fierce and decisive, showing the youthful spirit everywhere.

The boy strode forward again, still with his gun in his bare hands.

I saw that his right leg was slightly bent, and a force was transmitted from the tip of his toe to his waist and abdomen, and finally gathered in the spear in his hand.

"General beware!"

The guards behind Xi Xuan suddenly stepped forward, and the long knife in his hand cut down a green bamboo that attacked his little general from the left side, but his arm holding the knife had been cut through the flesh and skin.

Suddenly, the courtyard of the field house was surrounded by green bamboos, and a bunch of people and horses in the courtyard were regarded as arrow targets and red hearts, roaring, and the momentum shook the sky.

"Protection will ...... Army! Before the tall guard could finish speaking, a thumb-thick green bamboo pierced through his neck obliquely from the back of his head, and finally nailed into the dirt on the ground, and the blood slowly flowed down the green bamboo along with the yellow and white objects.

The man with a resolute face tried his best to breathe, and finally said the last word "army" in his mouth. Even the eyes that killed him never left his own general for half a minute.

"Zou Wei!" The boy shouted.

The rest of the people in the courtyard had not yet recovered from the fierce killing moves, but their bodies, which had never slackened off in the years of practice, had already surrounded the young man by the stream in the center without hesitation.

But around the courtyard, there was no movement, and dozens of green bamboos were left obliquely inserted into the ground, and three young sons and daughters who died.

"Lao Er wants to transfer the tiger away from the mountain?" Xi Xuan, who was familiar with the art of war, saw that the white-haired old man who could clearly wipe them all out but gave up with one move, obviously had other plans, and he smiled with a cold and cold smile on his face, "Could it be that there are secret passages and secret rooms in this room?" ”

"Don't you want to know, where is the yellow-mouthed child buried?" Among the verdant bamboos, the old voice that was not very pleasant did not answer the rhetorical question.

The spring flowers of the tip of the head were gone, and they flew away, not as weak as before, and they didn't seem to care about the secret passage and secret room that Xi Xuan said in his mouth.

"Leave a team of men to search again." Xi Xuan flew up, followed closely behind, and entered the green bamboo and green shadows of the mountains and forests, "Little master wants to see what tricks you have for this old man." ”

The white-haired spring flower in front of me didn't know whether he had lost his eight successes, and he was really unable to move, or he had the heart to wait for the young man with the gun behind him, only to see that he stopped, and almost let the young man penetrate the chest with a shot several times, but he was lucky to dodge, and finally, he hurriedly stopped in front of a cliff rapid.

The big rocks under your feet are covered with moss, and behind you is a cliff of dozens of feet, and below the cliff is a bottomless cold pool.

"Chunhua Lao'er, take your life!" Xi Xuan pressed the cliff side of the white hair spring flowers, the spear in his hand stabbed out in a row, drawing a circle with the gun, the tip of the spear was big and round and small circle had been thirty-six circles in the blink of an eye, and it was dazzling and unpredictable for a while, and the body of the gun was fierce and unmatched, and it was like a swimming dragon in an instant.

In just a flicker, the thirteen circles were like a net, trapping the person with the tip of the gun in it.

A shot in the young man's hand stabbed out, like a sharp arrow off the string, speeding on a line, like thunder and lightning, stabbing at the chest of Chunhua, the move is indescribably fast and fast.