"It's a pity!"

Bai Mu looked at the white-clothed Shengxue, his face was cold, and his breath was between the first-class and the top-notch, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

If it was just a simple Lu Xiaofeng world, the lonely and invincible Ye Gucheng might wait for him to grow up and climb to the peak of kendo together.

It's a pity, this is the world of ancient dragons, a world that integrates all ancient dragon novels, such a world, there are too many famous swordsmen, Yan Nantian, Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, Ye Gucheng, the man in white, the marquis in purple, these swordsmen who have grown up will not lack opponents at all, and he Ximen Blowing Snow is too young, it's a pity.

"Hmm!"

The swordsman's intuition is amazing, not to mention the sincere Ximen Blowing Snow, so when Bai Mu looked at Ximen Blowing Snow's eyes flashed with a trace of pity, Ximen Blowing Snow glanced at Bai Mu with a slight notice.

"You should know that if I use my sword, I will kill people, so why let them die. ”

Ximen Blowing Snow looked at this Yan Tieshan and said coldly.

"I know, but I know even more that I have bought their lives. Do it!"

The sound of Ximen blowing snow was cold and ruthless, but Yan Tieshan was even more ruthless.

"Kill!"

With Yan Tieshan's order, more than a dozen big men waved their blades one after another, setting off a gust of wind and blowing snow towards the west gate.

Scold!

In the face of more than a dozen attacks that would fall on him, Ximen Blowing Snow could only draw his sword, and he drew his sword extremely quickly.

As soon as Ximen Fuxue's right hand put on the hilt of the sword, the long sword disappeared into the scabbard, and in the next moment, more than a dozen sword qi appeared in front of the big men at the same time, or split, or sharpen, or stab.

There were thirteen people in the Han Dynasty, and Ximen Fuxue only produced thirteen swords, and the swords were killed.

"Good kung fu!"

Su Shaoying, who has been in the background for a long time, looked at Sima Kong, who was lined up into the lotus pond with one palm from Hua Manlou, and finally couldn't help but speak up.

"It's not that my kung fu is good, but that today's Sima Kong is no longer the dragon in the clouds of the past. ”

Hua Manlou said lightly with a calm face.

"Makes sense, dude, please!"

As soon as the word "please" fell, Su Shaoying had already turned her chopsticks into a sword, and in an instant, she made seven swords at Hua Manlou, light or heavy, changing dexterously, and the sword did not leave Hua Manlou's eyes.

Hua Manlou still sat firmly on the wooden bench, but every time Su Shaoying's offensive was approaching, the two fingers of his right hand together appeared in front of the chopsticks without a breath, resolving Su Shaoying's offensive one by one.

"Good kung fu, the dude has seen the Emei swordsmanship?"

Between the swords, Su Shaoying asked.

"For you, there are different sects of swordsmanship, some high and some low, but for a blind man, it is just an attack that is about to fall on his body. ”

Hua Manlou shook his head and smiled.

"What a high realm!"

Looking at the flowers that were sitting firmly like a mountain and had a calm face, Bai Mu admired.

As Hua Manlou said, no matter how advanced the swordsmanship, it always has to fall on people, and he only needs to defuse it when the attack is imminent, this insight is the supreme realm of martial arts that everyone in the martial arts cannot ask for, "no tricks to win", it can be seen that Hua Manlou's realm is high.

Boom!!!

As a drop of blood was blown to the ground, thirteen big men fell to the ground, and the blades in their hands were cut in two with the disappearance of their master's life.

"Good swordsmanship! cough cough ......"

Bai Mu looked at Ximen Blowing Snow who slowly blew off the blood beads on the sword, and couldn't help but praise.

Ximen Blowing Snow is worthy of being Ximen Blowing Snow, even if he is not at the top at this time, he can kill a first-class master with a sword, which shows the demeanor of the future sword god.

Looking at the thirteen dead subordinates, the muscles in the corners of Yan Tieshan's eyes twitched constantly, not because he was sad for his dead subordinates, but worried about his own life, his eyes rolled around, but he knew that the best escape route was blocked by Lu Xiaofeng's intentional position.

"Under Su Shaoying. ”

After dozens of moves with Hua Manlou in a row, Su Shaoying, who couldn't hurt Hua Manlou, had no choice but to stop and admit defeat.

"It's a good man, it's a pity!"

Looking at Su Shaoying, who was frank and convinced of defeat, Bai Mu praised and sighed, and at the same time considered in his heart whether he should save this lovely "boy".

"But Su Erxia in Emei's three heroes and four shows?!"

Hua Manlou seemed to be questioning, and he must have smiled.

"It's down there. ”

Su Shaoying replied with a fist.

"You learn swords?"

At this time, Ximen Fuxue, who had already finished blowing blood, suddenly made a sound, looked at Li Sanjian, who was standing behind Bai Mu, and asked coldly.

"it!"

Looking at Ximen Fuxue, who suddenly found Li Sanjian instead of Su Shaoying like the original book, Bai Mu had a hunch feeling that thousands of *** rushed through his heart.

At this time, Boss Yan, who was looking for an escape route, finally noticed Bai Mu's existence, sat down slowly, and said to Bai Mu: "Bai Pavilion Master, ten ...... Can I buy you for a million taels of silver?"

"Ahem, Boss Yan, what do you say, I can only say that you deserve to be the big boss, one million taels......?"

Bai Mu finally dropped the miserable chicken bones, leaned over in Yan Tieshan's hopeful eyes, and whispered a few words in Yan Tieshan's ear.

"You use a sword?"

Before Bai Mu could calculate in his heart how many catties of a million taels of silver was, the cold voice of Ximen blowing snow sounded again.

", is there an end?" scolded in his heart, Bai Mu snatched the eighty-one pound sword from Li Sanjian's hand, handed it to Su Shaoying, and said at the same time: "He doesn't use a sword, he only uses a sword." Ahem...... "I'm sorry, the dead friends don't die the poor road."

"Oh, what's my business!"

Looking at the extra heavy sword in his hand, Su Shaoying looked confused.

"I don't know if the little prince of the Jinpeng Dynasty is still remembered by Chief Yan?"

At this time, seeing that Ximen Blowing Snow wanted to find Su Shaoying again, Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly asked, inadvertently resolving Su Shaoying's crisis.

"Yan Liben has been dead for decades, why are you still looking for him?"

Now that he had lost the idea of escaping, Yan Tieshan could only accept his fate, muttering like an old man.

"It's not us looking for him, it's the righteousness of the martial arts looking for him. ”

Lu Xiaofeng said with a pair of "I am justice".

"Hehe, righteousness? That's right, I am Yan Liben, the chief of internal affairs of the Jinpeng Dynasty, but I, Yan Liben, have come to Daming since the fall of the Jinpeng Dynasty, and I am dedicated to business, how can I ever owe others justice?"

Yan Tieshan suddenly stood up and said sharply to Lu Xiaofeng.

"You owe me!"

Suddenly, a silver bell Qingyue's business appeared behind Yan Tieshan, and at the same time, a sharp sword that pierced Yan Tieshan's chest appeared.

"You ......"

Yan Tieshan turned around, looked at the beautiful woman who jumped up from under the water, and asked as if with all his might.

"I am the princess Danfeng of the Jinpeng Dynasty, Shangguan Danfeng, the one who asked you for justice. ”

Shangguan Danfeng looked at Yan Tieshan, who was gradually falling, and said with hatred and resentment on his face.

Yan Tieshan died, in Shangguan Danfeng's resentment and Lu Xiaofeng's sigh, at this time, Huo Tianqing, who looked like a standing dead man, finally came to life, quickly appeared beside Yan Tieshan, picked up Yan Tieshan's body and quickly disappeared.

Bai Mu glanced at Huo Tianqing's rapidly disappearing back with a little deep meaning, and then fixed his gaze on Shangguan Danfeng, as if attracted by Shangguan Danfeng's beautiful figure.

"You use a sword?"

Ximen Chuixue looked at the bloody sword in Shangguan Danfeng's hand and asked coldly.

", I said, Ximen Sword God, did you offend the screenwriter or do you only remember this line!"

Bai Mu listened to the Ximen Sword language that appeared again, and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Shangguan Danfeng kept his feet walking towards Lu Xiaofeng and nodded.

A sword qi suddenly struck Shangguan Danfeng's sword, instantly cutting Shangguan Danfeng's sword into several layers and falling to the ground.

"He who kills from behind is not worthy of the sword: if you use the sword again, I will kill you." As the broken sword landed, the cold sound of Ximen blowing snow sounded at the same time.

Looking at the broken sword on the ground, Shangguan Danfeng's eyes instantly turned red, like pear blossoms with rain, which made people pity.

So, Shiraki, who couldn't see it, spoke up.

"I said, Ximen blows snow, the girl is so beautiful and cute, how can you break someone's sword......?

Shiraki looked at Simon Blowing Snow with an angry expression.

"Do you have an opinion?"

What answered Shiraki's anger was the still cold voice of Simon blowing snow, and the long sword that was gradually raised.

Seeing Bai Mu speak for himself, Shangguan Danfeng's face turned red and looked at Bai Mu with a shy.

"Of course I have an opinion!" Ahem...... Bai Mu stood up, and said angrily at the same time: "People are so beautiful, so beautiful, so cute, why do you break someone's sword, can't you just strangle her to death?"

That's what Bai Mu said, and that's what he did, so as soon as Bai Mu's words fell, the two big hands touched Shangguan Danfeng's neck in the stunned silence of Ximen Blowing Snow and Lu Xiaofeng, Hua Manlou and others, well, very soft.

Ximen blowing snow: "......"

Lu Xiaofeng: "......"

Flowers full of buildings: "......"

Su Shaoying: "I'm not a dragon!"

Li Sanjian: "Fortunately, the screenwriter still remembers me!"

Narrator: Big brother, can you finish your next speech at once, and the forty-meter sword of the Ximen Sword God has been pulled out!

Bai Mu's hand was fast, but Lu Xiaofeng's speed was even faster, just when Bai Mu wanted to tighten his hands and strangle Shangguan Danfeng, Lu Xiaofeng's spirit rhino finger appeared on Bai Mu's hand, clicked Bai Mu's hands, and "rescued" Shangguan Danfeng from Bai Mu's hands.

"Shiraki, you're such a bastard!"

Looking at the ten blood marks that appeared on Shangguan Danfeng's white neck, Lu Xiaofeng looked at Bai Mu with a defensive face in distress.

"I said Lu Xiaofeng, how many times do you have to say it, I'm just a bastard, you're a bastard. Ahem......"

Bai Mu smiled slightly, sat down, and didn't look at Shangguan Danfeng with a frightened face, as if the spicy hand destroying flower just now was just a joke.

"Hehe, the White Pavilion Master is really an interesting person, I'll wait for something else, the White Pavilion Master, take your leave first. ”

This is, Hua Manlou stood up, smiled at Bai Mu and clenched his fists, and then pulled Lu Xiaofeng and Shangguan Danfeng to leave quickly, as for Ximen Blowing Snow, he had disappeared as early as when Hua Manlou got up.

"Ahem, Su Long...... Su Shaoxia, we are always guests, and how about going to see and condolences to Boss Yan......?

Bai Mu didn't look at Lu Xiaofeng and the others who left quickly, and turned back to a certain dragon set that had not yet been completed.

"What the White Pavilion Master said is, the White Pavilion Master, you invite first!"

Seeing Bai Mu's murderous side, a certain dragon set hurriedly got up, for fear that Bai Mu would be discordant at a glance, and gave himself a gentle killing.

"Ahem......"