There is a knife in the green shirt, and eight tornadoes are cut out outside the city of Dingbei, which has the same name as "Lei Xiaoyang", which is the meaning of mourning the deceased.

No one knows what realm that knife has reached, but the sword intent of Yijiazi's cultivation is weaker than a blow from Dong Xuan?

Chen Yu knew that there was no way to cut out that knife again, and the knife intent that Old Man Lei regarded as a treasure had already been cleaned by himself, and although he had lost his sword intent, there was still a trace of enlightenment left in his heart.

Nostalgia, cherishing, admiration, all kinds of complex emotions such as a new stop, all converge on the pine pattern ancient dian knife. Speaking of which, I heard Yan Zhou say in Xijing that day, this Gudian knife was originally the saber of the lord of Eastern Wu...... Thinking that person is Lu Xiaoyin's father, it is all fate, both double-strand and pine-patterned Gudian knife, since you can't avoid fate, Xiaoyin, why do you want to avoid me?

The Gudian knife made a buzzing sound, and Chen Yuzhi carried the knife on his shoulder, as domineering as a long knife for cutting rocks. The green shirt did not accumulate killing intent on the blade, and it was a little carefree.

Zhu He was a little surprised, he couldn't believe that the young man really had the background of the secluded realm, and he had to know that he had worked hard for most of his life before he could barely get a pseudo-realm. If Huang Liang can rise to a high realm with a dream, then wouldn't the rivers and lakes be chaotic? The old pavilion master secretly said in his heart: "It must be an illusion, and it is too naïve to want to bluff me with this momentum!"

"Old fellow, how did you figure out how to die?"

The green shirt made a big fuss, Zhu He twitched the corners of his mouth, and sacrificed a pair of tiger claws, which were covered with blood, which was quite hideous. The old pavilion master didn't care about Chen Yuzhi at all, but stared at the Holy Maiden of Jiulong Mountain dressed as the bride, as if a tiger had discovered its prey, and there was endless greed in her eyes! Wealth, fame and fortune are all in front of you, you can get a profit from the finishing shirt, and the royal saint can get a name, Zhu He is not afraid at all in the face of the young man's momentum that is stronger than his own.

"You can't escape!"

Chen Yuzhi Danfeng's eyebrows were lightly raised, and he said, "Escape?"

A word fell, the ancient Dian knife off the shoulder, the momentum of the eight directions all returned to the knife, at this time the green shirt party knew the true rhyme of the secluded realm, "suck the river and water, the clear spring, sparse yin! ”

Although there are some tricks in today's dynasty, it is to borrow the east wind of the hidden god Xifeng wine, but at this time, the wind is surging, the heaven, the earth and the river are all returned to the heart, relying on the mountain to borrow the mountain, relying on the water to borrow the water, and the perception is in the road, between the nine products and the quiet is the difference between the stars and the fireflies, in terms of mood, the Qingshan's perception of the cold and warm in the world is stronger than Zhu He, how can there be no reason to be invincible today? Past experiences flashed in my mind, fast as a white horse passing through a gap, but slow as a snail sneaking, Wang Yue drew a line with a sword, Yan Zhou retreated from the sky with a sword, the essence of all kinds of memories is clear in the chest, in such a wonderful realm, the ancient Dian knife is blue, and it seems to be mixed with a little snow white.

The aura of the Funiu Mountain Range was absorbed, and the green shirt was like the eye of the wind, centered on the seven-foot boundary under his feet, crushing all the things that were in the way of the eyes, and reaching the dome. Behind Qingshan, there was no wind or waves, Li Xiyang and the others still didn't react, they couldn't figure out why the young man could go straight to the secluded realm after a dream in Huangliang, especially Fang Zhijian, he stared his eyes to the maximum, for fear of missing a knife related to Jiazi Swordsman.

Li Xiyang said brokenly: "This guy is too rebellious, right...... After a sip of wine and a little sleep, you can rise to such a state, which is really ashamed of yourself......"

Ye Wanwan cried with joy, hugging her senior sister's arm to reveal a rare woman's tenderness. The situation has developed to the present, Zhu He has been unable to escape death, so it is good, although Zhu He is dead, there will be people who will come out to do evil, but at least the women in Xuzhou have been respited, and there is no need to worry about being afraid of becoming a Ding furnace, and the embarrassing sheepfold will also disappear in the rivers and lakes.

Zhu He looked at the Gudian Knife and felt unprecedented pressure, and the true intention of the Azure Knife made him retreat, and the old pavilion master spared his life like gold, and wanted to flee away after slapping his two claws forward......

Qingshan not only absorbed the aura of Funiu Mountain, but also attributed the realm and true meaning of Xifeng wine to a single knife, Chen Yuzhi turned around in the air and slashed down, as he was outside Dingbei City that day, he roared: "Lei Xiaoyang!"

The azure Gudian knife knocked on the ground again, with a loud bang, the mountain road fell apart, and the exploding knife caught up with Zhu He in a breath like a dragon, and the fate of the old monarch pavilion lord was exactly the same as the mountain road, they were all divided into two, and they were killed on the spot. The sword did not end there, and then spread forward for several miles, and finally gradually subsided.

Chen Yuzhi threw the Gudian knife back in front of Fang Zhijian, there was no strength left, his eyes were black and fell to the ground, the three of them went up the mountain with all their might, fortunately rescued Sang Zhi and Ye Wanwan, and also got rid of Zhu's father and son, no matter how you say it, it can only be described in two words, it is worth it!

Sang Zhi picked up the green shirt, everyone walked slowly on the mountain road, Ye Wanwan opened the way in front, and constantly helped the people behind him to remove the thorns, Rao is clothes were torn, and the jade hand was injured, and he did not frown. The little girl did grow up overnight, since she met Chen Yuzhi, she has changed a lot, maybe she is imitating him, whether it is the style of acting or the posture between words, decisive and chic, the knife mouth tofu heart, for the cherished people in the ribs.

Chen Yuzhi regretted a little, in order to let the little devil feel the artistic conception of Jiazi Swordsman, he did not hesitate to drain all the true qi in his body, at this time, his feet were weak, not to mention, and the feeling of nausea in his chest was strong, just like those women who were pregnant with Liujia in Xiaoliuzhi Lane before, due to the weakness caused by poverty, they would vomit for a while when they walked two steps, and at this time they were not much better than them, if there were not so many people around, I was afraid that I would not be able to hold back.

The young man endured the discomfort and asked, "Little devil, can you see clearly?"

Fang Zhijian nodded, a little vague......

The young man did not give up, and continued to ask, "Then what do you feel?"

Fang Zhijian thought for a while, and said: "The sword intent is awe-inspiring, it is sharper than the indomitable sword intent, seeing this move today, I want to look up to the ravine that rises from the jade gate!"

Listening to the little devil to the point, the green shirt is very comfortable, Jiazi swordsman is to let the world understand that the sword is not weaker than the sword, although he is also walking the way of the sword, but all the ways are the same, walk in the foot, as long as the old man can smile Jiuquan, everything doesn't matter.

The mountain road was rugged, a few bumps, and the graceful woman in Xiao Zamao's arms snorted, which was heart-wrenching. Zhu Cijing knew that he was a little embarrassed, and buried his head in the arms of the Taoist robe, and the little miscellaneous hair was also righteous, he asked: "Chen Yuzhi, what is the situation just now?

Chen Yuzhi whispered a few words, only Sang Zhi, who was holding him, listened to a rough idea, and said in a green shirt: "Ask the east and the west, eat in the bowl and look at the pot, the little miscellaneous hair ......"

The crisis was lifted, Sang Zhi finally relaxed, she chuckled after hearing the words, very happy, if there is no three people to help today, I am afraid that it has become a Ding furnace, at this time it should still be ravaged by Zhu He, thinking of this, she said: "Today thanks to a few rescued me and Wanwan, the great grace is not grateful, if there is a need in the future, go to the soup and fight the fire!"

Qingshan waved his hand and said, "Haven't you already helped me down the mountain, this is even, but don't mention anything about going to the soup!"

The two girls in Jiulong Mountain smiled, and even Zhu Cijing was a little moved, thinking about the bad deeds in the past, in front of such young heroes in the rivers and lakes, they were really a little ashamed...... Li Xiyang didn't give up, and then asked, "You guy, you haven't answered my question yet!"

"Okay, let's talk about it...... The small flask was given to me by the Wine Saint, but it was said that I drank it at a critical moment, and it was the first time I tried it, and I did reach the Secret Realm, but it was only a flash in the pan...... But this hidden god Xifeng wine is a good thing! Xiao Zamao, go to Jiangdong with me in a few days, and we will go to Tao Tianming to ask for some more Xifeng wine, in case of emergency!"

Li Xi raised his head and nodded, and said brokenly: "In the rivers and lakes, you dare to go to the wine saint to beg for wine......

The mountain trail twists and turns, after a long time, it finally reaches the mountain road, although the stone steps are steep, but it is much stronger than the wild road full of thorns, and the way to the foot of the mountain, Chen Yuzhi always feels that there is some oppression, looming is very strange, if it is not for a few people at this time, they will definitely be able to find the root of the problem, he said: "Everyone be careful, I always feel that there is a sense of oppression......

Situ Hong stood in front of the army, gave the soldiers beside him a look, and the torches burned in a few breaths! After he left the Laojun Pavilion before, he urgently summoned the defenders of Xuzhou, except for some of the distant squads, and had already dispatched all the soldiers in his hands to Funiu Mountain, only asking Chen Yuzhi to pay for his life, and then asked Wen Taishi for merit and reward, killing two birds with one stone.

The group of green shirts only went down to Funiu Mountain, and they saw the beacon fire covering the sky, thinking that they had escaped, but they didn't think that there was such an army "waiting" for them at the foot of the mountain, Ye Wanwan still had some strength to spare, and subconsciously looked at Chen Yuzhi.

"What should I do now?" she asked.

Chen Yuzhi also had no idea, at this time he was like a soft-footed shrimp, if he knew that there was such a stubble under the mountain, even if he killed himself, he would not exhaust his true qi and physical strength when dealing with Zhu He.

Whether it is in the temple or the rivers and lakes, Tsing Yi is always making trade-offs, and today is the same, he said: "You go first, I will break the last!"

He forcibly broke free of Sang Zhi's arm, slowly walked in front of the person, and didn't forget to drink again: "What are you still doing in a daze?

On the bank of the black water, on the top of the snow-capped mountain, there is a woman who goes straight into the sky, its momentum is so fast that it is indescribable, and the hilt of the shadow sword under her feet rubs out sparks, like a meteor-like red in the night sky, leaving a trajectory in the night sky, which will not disperse for a long time.

Ye Xiangnan looked at the south from afar, and hated to be a little faster.