"Ding!"

The silver needle and the poison dart clashed, making a crisp sound.

The faces of several people changed drastically, and their eyes showed something unpleasant, and they turned around and fled into the dirt.

Fu Huijing sighed and didn't chase after her.

These days, she has encountered this kind of attack not once or twice, and she is almost getting used to it.

The attackers are not masters, just some small ghosts, who come for the legendary "natural sword bones" and "sword inheritance", and some people believe in the so-called "divine sword is born, and the virtuous live there"......

Those who will believe in these are all unpopular warriors, delusional that they have a chance and soar into the sky.

It's annoying, but I can't bear to kill.

After a long time, it seems that those people know that she is not a killer, but comes more often and bolder.

However, Xiao Liu Fan pursed his lips and said unhappily: "Master, if you don't kill them every time, they will still come." Next time, it's even harder to deal with. ”

"At a young age, what are you talking about killing?"

Fu Huijing knocked him a chestnut and said, "Although those people are hateful, they are only momentarily confused, and they are not guilty of death." And it won't hurt us, and in another day we will be in Wucheng, and then we will be safe. ”

"Master, you're just too soft-hearted. The book says that if you cut the grass and don't remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows ......"

"What kind of books are you reading here? I'm not allowed to read them, teach bad children. ”

"Slightly...... Stupid master, don't tell you!"

Liu Fan grimaced at her, so angry that Fu Huijing chased after him and beat him, and the two frolicked by the river.

Five zhang away.

A dusty man stood silently, watching them frolic without saying a word.

It was obviously a distance that could be seen as soon as he turned around, but whether it was Fu Huijing or Liu Fan, they didn't seem to see him.

He stood there like a tree or an inconspicuous pebble.

exists, but people instinctively ignore ......

The man in gray moved.

His steps are silent, his breathing is silent, and his heartbeat is silent. He didn't even have a shadow.

The action is not fast, but it is not slow either.

Every move is in harmony with the qi of heaven and earth, raising his hand like a breeze, and landing like a white cloud, everything is so natural that people unconsciously ignore his existence.

He called the sword without vain.

The forty-ninth hitman on the killer list.

However, this ranking belongs to the sword of the Soul Realm. And today's sword is vain, it is a divine realm.

The sword of the Lingshu Realm is innocent, he once assassinated the cultivator of the Divine Realm and escaped without dying, but now he has cultivated to a higher level, and under the Holy Realm, there are very few people who can escape his assassination. After he stabilizes the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm and completes a few earth-shattering big business, the ranking will be raised.

At the moment, this small business is just a small adjustment in the middle.

Before doing a big thing, he likes to do something small first, and at the same time, he can also exercise the feeling of killing.

Dao Wufu walked to the carriage.

As if to breathe, the curtain of the carriage has been lifted to a corner.

So, without any difficulty, he glimpsed the black-shirted swordsman lying reclining in the carriage.

The swordsman has no sword in his hand.

But as soon as he saw him, he felt that this was a man with a sword. It's not about intelligence or preconceived notions, it's just a pure feeling.

He never goes wrong with his feelings.

The black-shirted swordsman breathed slowly, his face pale, his eyes clasped tightly, and he was already asleep. Moreover, it is as if you are going to sleep until you are old.

Dao Wuyu looked at it quietly for a moment, and couldn't see any flaws.

He finally decided to make a move.

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength.

Even though he was only a weak-crowned boy in the Soul Realm, and he was defenseless in his deep sleep, it was simply unchallenging. But he still used twelve points of vigilance and twelve points of skill.

It's a form of respect.

is also a knife without vain, as a killer walking on the tip of the knife, the biggest basis for being able to live to this day.

The knife is useless.

It's not the kind of tiger head broadsword that pierces the ring, nor is it a straight knife with a straight and smooth blade. Rather, it is a flying knife like a silver leaf, thin and sharp.

Cast from the Soul Eclipse Meteorite, it can break through the protective spirit of the Divine Realm monk, and it is invincible.

His name is "Cunmang".

The person who died in his hands could only see an inch of the knife, and he was too fast to react.

The throwing knife was shot, silent and silent.

Like a leaf in the wind, the sword falls in a natural trajectory and falls where it should go.

Throat!

The knife looked intently, and his divine thoughts covered the heaven and earth in a hundred square feet. He was waiting for the blood to splatter and scatter, and a life would be lost......

"Whew. ”

The pupils of the knife shrank.

I saw that the sleeping swordsman suddenly opened his eyes, and with a curl of his tongue, the flying knife disappeared.

The swordsman's eyes were smiling, but the sword was cold.

This man...... This swordsman...... No......

Withdraw!

His figure retreated sharply, and at the same time, he threw all the throwing knives in his hand, and was about to disappear into the void.

However, in the next moment, everything between heaven and earth instantly condensed.

The birds in the sky are frozen in the air, the flying knives as thin as cicada wings are frozen in the air, and the body of the knife is also frozen in the air, like insects in amber, and even the heartbeat stops abruptly.

Only the mind is still moving.

Dao Wuyu's eyes couldn't move, he could only watch, and a black and red blood like liquid stretched out from the carriage, and Shi Shiran burrowed into his skull......

Suck silently.

Nan Ming exhaled softly, and the heavens and the earth regained their agility in an instant.

A breeze blew, and the rest of the clothes on the ground turned to ashes, which were sprinkled in the air.

Absorbing the killer's memories, he finally understood where his bounty came from.

The people of Huangquan Road are really small-bellied chicken intestines.

Nanming's eyes narrowed in a dangerous arc. I hope they will take it when they see it, and this is the end of it, or else...... He had to nip the danger of exposure in the bud.

Looking into the distance, a tiny black spot could already be seen on the horizon of the plain.

That was the wall of Wucheng.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs dead horses, and with the physical strength of these wild horses, they can't catch up tonight anyway.

He struggled to his feet, stumbling and shaking the carriage.

When Fu Huijing heard the voice, she hurriedly ran over to check, and then couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Great, you're finally awake!"

"I was unconscious, but I was conscious. Miss Fu, these days, you have worked hard to take care of me. ”

Nan Ming's pale face smiled faintly, as if he was about to subconsciously get up with his sword, but when he reached out and groped, he found that the sword was no longer there.

In the end, with the support of Fu Huijing, he slowly got out of the carriage.

"Your sword is shattered. ”

Fu Huijing was a little sad, she knew how important it was for a true swordsman to use the saber he was used to, "It was too broken, and the situation was urgent, so I couldn't put it away, so I left it there......"

"It's okay, don't mind. ”

Nan Ming shook his head and said, "Actually, whether you have a sword in your hand or no sword doesn't make much difference to me. It's just that, after all, it was my instrument of enlightenment, and I suddenly lost it, and I just felt a little nostalgic in my heart. ”

He thought to himself, it was time to get a real magic sword.

The rusty sword made of mortal iron, although it is easy to use, must not cut anything too hard, otherwise it will be exposed.

"Miss Fu......"

"Just call me Huijing, there is a tribulation, why do you need to be so divided. I also dared to call Brother Nan's name. ”

"Then it will be trespassing. ”

Liu Fan sat on the frame, holding his chin, shaking his calves, watching the two of them greet each other and chat happily, and his heart was inexplicably a little unhappy.

It's as if something has been snatched away.

Very depressed.

He watched silently for a while, then suddenly jumped down and ran away like a calf, plunging into the river with a "poof" and splashing all over the sky.

Fu Huijing glanced at it, frowned lightly, this kid was naughty again.

But you have to check it out. In this spring and summer, everything is restless, and many monsters and spirits frequently go out of the nest, and there are still some dangers in this river......

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, just after dawn, the carriage set off again.

I don't know if it was because of the death of a killer yesterday, today's road is very calm, and there is no Xiaoxiao to send him to death. When the noon sun was empty, several people arrived under the black city wall.

Fu Huijing rejected Nanming's invitation, and took Liu Fan to find a place to settle in the city, and the two said goodbye.

Nan Ming first went back to the Nan family's mansion.

The porter bowed his head respectfully to him, and the servants and subordinates he met along the way looked sideways, some nodded their heads, and some hurriedly walked away, and no one dared to really look at him.

Nan Ming didn't find it strange in the slightest.

His deeds in the battle of Lancheng have spread, and they have been polished by the time books of Tianji Pavilion, and then passed on by word of mouth, and have become one of the talking points of teahouse wine shops recently.

What the world saw was that the young swordsman crossed the river with a sword, braved the rain of arrows to rescue the victims, and confronted the hard-hearted Lancheng army with a heart of stone and careless for human life, and finally found a glimmer of life.

Later, the snake demon was raging, and he was one person and one sword, turning the tide, fighting with his life, almost dying with the demons, saving the people from the dire situation, singing and crying.

What people in the cultivation see is the growth and rise of a genius in the cultivation world, stepping into the realm of the soul at the age of less than a weak crown, with a pure Dao heart, a natural sword and bones, a brave and enterprising heart, and the luck of Heavenly Dao's favor.

If you don't die halfway, over time, another mainstay will be added to the right path, which is really a great blessing in the world.

As for the storyteller, he added fuel to his deeds, told it all the time, and spread countless versions.

What kind of immortal in the south of the earth smashed through the gate of Lan City with a sword, killed the corrupt bureaucrats, and all the people rejoiced, and they were promoted as the city lords, and they were humble and resigned......

What saw through the conspiracy of the city lord at a glance, fought with demons for 300 rounds, fought the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon were gone, and finally tamed it and adopted it as a spiritual pet......

There is also the sword of Ling Xiao in the Mass Burial Valley, which is rumored to be actually a god descending to earth and leading him to heaven to become an immortal, and he is grateful for the many disasters in the world and the difficulties of all living beings, so he resolutely gave up the opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step and stayed in the world to kill demons and eliminate demons......

Yunyun.

Tianji Pavilion even gave him a name, called "Ling Xiao Sword", and was included in the rookie list in the past year.

Becoming famous as a teenager and returning home in fine clothes is something that many people dream of.

But in the eyes of the Nan family, this young master, who should be high-spirited, seems particularly calm.

Calm and calm, not arrogant or impatient.

I can't help but sigh in my heart: This son is extraordinary!

After being dormant for many years, being bullied, once he gained power, he could still be so calm...... Such a person is super scary to think about, how vast should he be and how firm his heart should be?

They seemed to see that the day of the Wucheng Nanjia soaring was just around the corner.