"A song of liver and intestines."

"Where to find a soulmate at the end of the world."

Referring to the death of two people in the chord, in the gloomy and obscure night, singing and harmonizing.

"Breeze Sword, move forward."

"You are Yan Li, the number one master under Lu Zhengdao, right?"

Yan Li stood with his sword in his hand, his expression was solemn, he was not provoked by Yi Shuilou's killer language, and his sword was guarded, containing but not sending.

"Yan Li, you don't speak because you want to delay time so that Yan Sangongzi can escape?"

"It's a pity that there are ambushes on all sides here, embattled on all sides, not two sides facing each other, catching each other."

The sound of regret fell, the rhythm of the piano suddenly changed, slow and fast, strong and weak, high and low, in the darkness of the sky, a desolate and majestic murderous aura swept through, in a trance, it seemed that there were thousands of troops and horses to cover up.

The Qingfeng Sword in Yan Li's hand buzzed, his sword eyebrows were crossed, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the front.

In the locust alley, the calm and dead night, with the sound of the piano, as if a stone was thrown into a pool of spring water, stirring up boundless ripples, several small grasses that took advantage of the early spring to pull out the buds, were swept by the invisible blade, and quietly broke into two.

Yan Li's expression remained unchanged, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand was slowly handed out, as if there were countless obstacles in front of him, making him powerless.

With a snort, the Qingfeng Sword handed out seemed to break something, but then Yan Li's body shook, and although his footsteps were like nails nailed in place, the cloth robe on his back exploded in vain.

Obviously, Yan Li could only defend himself at that moment, and the robe he wore outside could not be forced, and he exploded.

"I didn't expect your skills to be small."

"I can't imagine that you practice a trick of "Mountains and Rivers Cloud Sword", the mountain character sword, and there is also a small success."

"It's a pity that it's only a small success after all."

"We've just unleashed three successes."

Yan Li suppressed the tumbling qi and blood in his body, endured the fishy sweetness in his throat, the sword momentum did not change, and he forced himself to calm down and said: "At the end of the strong crossbow, you can't wear Lu Min." ”

"Then pick up my two brothers."

Yan Li's sword eyebrows became sharper, but he knew that he had no reason to survive under the five successes of destroying the two people who died in the chord under his fingers, and what was worse was that the sixth brother who had just hid in the courtyard next to him was also ambushed.

"Let's go? The net has been laid, and you have nowhere to escape. ”

Zhu Weiming and the others turned into the courtyard, and their footsteps stood firm, and a cold snort came from the basil in the deserted house.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and the locust tree alley did not fall, but they didn't expect to really fall into the situation of ambush on all sides.

Zhu Weiming has always been unruly, although he has not had light external injuries on his body, he still stepped forward with a spear, pointed obliquely at the depths of the half-human-high grass, and shouted: "Who is it, sneakily hiding there, if you have the courage, come out and fight Lao Tzu to the death." ”

"The only thing to die is through the ages, but since you want to die, then I will fulfill you. You need to know that under my knife, death is only a knife effort. The man said coldly.

"Hmph, hide your head and show your tail, and Lao Tzu will give you a scare snake." As soon as Zhu Weiming's voice fell, the flower gun in his hand shook, and he shook out a circle of gun flowers, and killed into the grass with the momentum of pulling the grass to find the snake.

As the spear rotated, it seemed to mow the grass, and when it snorted, large patches of dead grass were swept down by the gun's wind and flew away.

"Sixth brother, retreat quickly, be careful to strike eastward......" The woman in the team, Siniang in Yan Changtian's mouth, saw that Zhu Weiming seemed to be about to shoot into the depths, and hurriedly reminded.

But it was too late, and before Siniang's words were finished, several cold knife lights suddenly fell from the two big trees nearby.

A few old men carrying the box were caught off guard and were encircled in the sword light, and then a miserable scream sounded, and several arms fell to the ground.

The blood gushed from the wound of the old man's head, and he staggered and fell in pain, and the large boxes of the three mouths all fell into the encirclement of the masked swordsman at once.

"Chest!"

Seeing that the box fell into the hands of the enemy, Siniang was extremely angry, screamed, and didn't care about pulling out the long sword behind her back, so she picked up a flag gun and rushed forward.

As soon as the Siniang Banner spear came out, it was immediately intercepted by several sword lights, and the cold light blades and shadows were intertwined and flickered, and the strength broke through the wind, and the sound was vigorous, destroying countless dead grass and branches.

In just a few breaths, Siniang snorted and retreated back, with countless wounds on her body, blood and red dresses.

"Siniang?"

Over there, Zhu Weiming planned to collect the gun, and it was too late to come back, so he had to protect Siniang, who was injured next, and his eyes were red with anger.

Among the several masked swordsmen, the tallest and most majestic, suspected leader, sneered: "Zhu Weiming, you learned art under Ji Zongbu a few years ago, but you learned his two-point skill of playing with a spear, and it really made you play a flower spear." It's just that you're striking, haha, you're really a reckless man who can't do big things. ”

A swordsman next to him stared greedily at the three big boxes, and said, "Big brother, King Ning was defeated, and it is rumored that Lu Zhengdao escorted Yan Sangongzi to escape from Daning with a large number of treasures, won't some of those treasures be hidden in these three boxes?" ”

"Seeing that they are so tight, they should be in the box." The leader of the swordsmen nodded and replied, "But beware of the crate being organized, you first pick open the crate and check it." If you don't stay here, you can only focus on these few broken houses. ”

The three boxes were opened one by one, but I didn't expect to reveal three bald children.

Several swordsmen almost couldn't believe their eyes, and they slipped the little boy out and turned the box upside down, but there was half a tael of silver.

"Chief, his grandmother's, it's not a treasure, just three little monkeys and some rags." A swordsman shouted.

Instead of getting the large amount of treasure he imagined, a knife man angrily slapped a little boy, beating him to the ground and unable to get up, and he howled in pain.

The knife man was shocked impatiently by the cry, raised the steel knife in his hand, and threatened: "Little monkey, dare to shed horse urine in front of the uncle, believe it or not, the uncle will hack you to death now." ”

"Sixth brother?"

Siniang, who was seriously injured, was so frightened that she almost collapsed to the ground.

Zhu Weiming was also frightened and angry, his eyes were about to crack, he didn't care about the knife wound on his left arm, grabbed a flower gun with his left hand and clamped it under his armpit, opened the bow left and right, and pulled out the spear at the same time towards the knifeman.

The leader of the swordsman saw Zhu Weiming poking a spear in one hand, and the tip of the spear shook out a large piece of gunfire, dotted with stars, dazzling, and the angle was biased and tricky, making people unable to guard against it.

In the blink of an eye, a swordsman failed to protect himself and fell to the ground after being shot.

"This two-shot attack is a bit of a sight to behold." The leader of the swordsman didn't make a move, but only commented on it for a long time.

Together with Zhu Weiming, several other uninjured young men in the troupe also raised their guns at the same time, bound to snatch the child back.

Seeing that his subordinates were injured one after another, the leader of the swordsman put the blade on a child's neck and shouted: "Zhu Weiming, if you don't want your third son Yan to die, just stop it for me." ”

As soon as the leader of the swordsman came out, Zhu Weiming hurriedly fired a few shots to force the swordsman back, and then retreated, pointed the gun forward, and snorted: "Do you think you have the third prince in your hand?" ”

"Oh, isn't it, then let me take a good look, which one is the third son of Yan?" The leader of the swordsman joked, he looked at the little boy under the knife, as if he saw something, and said, "Tut-tut, look at it, how can ordinary people raise such an axe, and there are children who would rather bend than bend." ”

The leader of the swordsman said, the little boy who is on the axe but has the bearing of not bending, is not Yan Changtian.

Yan Changtian fell into the hands of the enemy, Siniang was struck by lightning, and almost fainted, and Zhu Weiming and they were also so angry that their faces turned pale.

"Chief, the treasure map is in hand, what to do with the remaining two little monkeys."

"Lest they have a lot of tongues, leak our secrets, and kill them all." The leader of the swordsmen replied casually.

"Yes."

The other swordsmen responded and raised their knives to kill the other two children.

However, Yan Changtian was in the hands of the swordsman, and Zhu Weiming and they could only watch it, and they couldn't take a step forward at all.

The blade fell, and the two children were about to be poisoned.

Boom!

A dragon roared clearly, and the three-foot Qingfeng behind Siniang suddenly came out of its sheath like lightning.

Before Siniang could react, the sword shot away with lightning speed, like a silver rainbow breaking the ridge, slashing at the swordsman who was killing people with a knife.

Suddenly, the two swordsmen seemed to feel a chill invading, and suddenly saw half a circle of arcs like rainbows, and they were startled, and the blade of the sword had already swept through their throats.

The blood mist splattered, and with a clang, the long knife fell to the ground and smashed on the cold and hard bluestone slab, sparks flowing.

However, this longsword that was in danger of breaking the earth was not exhausted, and after obliterating two swordsmen in succession, it slashed the throat of the third swordsman.

Since he appeared, the leader of the swordsmen, who had been laughing and joking, and regarded Zhu Weiming and the others as nothing, saw the three-foot Qingfeng coming out of the sheath out of thin air, and as soon as he went, he was so sharp that it was difficult to kill three people in a row, and when he thought of something, he blurted out in shock: "Imperial Sword Technique!" ”

(The second update is coming, so let's get some recommended tickets.) ）