When the disciples in the outer courtyard ran away from the mountain, Wang Yuan didn't leave, and Wang Yuan's father didn't leave.

Of course, this is the real "Wang Yuan". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't worry...... The child is here to protect you......" Wang Yuan drew his long sword and said in a firm tone.

The farmer nodded to him in a daze.

The pain of losing a child has been haunting my heart for six years. Forced to forget, but today when the scars are torn open again, it is still painful and unbearable.

Maybe...... From now on, the second boy is really an adult.

Wang Yuan's long sword was picked out and entered the battle array.

The long sword is like practice, and the autumn water is full of rivers.

Blood flowers bloom at the tip of the sword!

Wang Yuan turned out to be very strong!

After Brother Ning, who never knew him, offered to help him take revenge, all the plans were formulated and implemented by the other party. When there is a competition in the inner courtyard, it is usually Wang Yuan himself who competes, and Brother Ning helps him compete - strong opponents, Wang Yuan comes by himself, and weak opponents are Ning Xiaolong.

Because Ning Xiaolong said that Wang Yuan was too sincere, and he couldn't play how to "regret defeat" to those clumsy opponents - so that he could not highlight the wonder of the sword after returning from the abyss.

Therefore, Wang Yuan is not weak, but he is not as good as a leader like Zhang Cheng.

Originally, his talent shouldn't have been just the current attainment.

There is still a fighting power to deal with these soldiers.

In the past month, he didn't have to play anymore after the big competition in the inner courtyard, what he did every day was to tell Ning Xiaolong about all the trivial things he had experienced, and help the other party learn his tone and demeanor.

The matter is done, in the matter of revenge for his eldest brother, although he does not have the ability to stand in front of the stage all, but in the end, this result makes him worthy of it. Isn't it!

Kill! Kill these bitches who help and abuse the tigers!

......

Ning Xiaolong was independent of the battle formation, originally he was the center of the stage, but now he just needs to watch them fight.

"Wang Yuan, this kid, his swordsmanship is still okay, he can't dance in the clouds, and he can't snow fall over the mountains, but his basic skills are solid......"

"Fang Shu is also good, no wonder he is behind the famous family...... His family's family learning is still better than the sword technique of the Cloud Suppression Sect......"

"Although a few of the disciples are puppets dedicated to the monsters, they are still passable, and they are still a cut above the others......"

Ning Xiaolong commented in pieces, compared to them, some other inner court disciples were a little out of name - although Dabi's ranking was not bad at that time, but when it came to the real knife and real gun, he was in a hurry, slashing and chopping, messy, and it was because of the strength of others, and there was a condescending position advantage, so the two sides fought a stalemate.

Ning Xiaolong turned his head to look at the "Shuangzun" who was still sitting as usual, and the entourage who had been standing next to the county zun without saying a word.

The county is also looking at him.

Fierce, greedy, contemptuous, appreciative - very complicated eyes, indescribable.

With a chuckle, the county lord waved his hand to a few guards, and they walked towards Ning Xiaolong.

The county zun himself also stood up: "Teach the lord, the children have all practiced, how can the two of us be idle?"

Shizun slowly stood up: "Dare to disobey?"

The two looked at each other and smiled. With a smile on his face, the county lord lifted his cloak with his big hand, and his waist twitched--the bright long sword "swished" to pop out--it was the "tiger tail" sword that he had stolen sixty years ago and had just lost and recovered!

The chair that Master had just gotten up made a "gurgling" sound, and suddenly two armrests popped out like lightning, and Master Zun reached out to take it—there were two long swords hidden in the chair all along!

Imminent!

In the flash of silver light, the two of them raised their swords together!

Ning Xiaolong was about to take a closer look, and several people blocked in front of him in confusion.

At a glance, the first ones were the two who grabbed his hands and feet without much effort before the final.

Ning Xiaolong took a few steps back: "Rank, if you have something to say......

No one paid attention to him, and came up closely.

"It's not good for anyone to tear your face......" Ning Xiaolong said solemnly.

All I could hear was the sound of swords behind them—the two should have already fought.

Several minions of the county zun turned a blind eye to the battle situation behind them, and raised their claws high!

"I've warned you! I'm going to take a step closer, you're welcome!"

One step, two steps, three steps - the crowd is already rushing towards him!

"Damn, I can't understand people!" Ning Xiaolong scolded angrily, the sound of "whoosh" sounded, and the snow fell around him.

A man and a group of people stared at each other.

Several of the county's subordinates all stopped in unison, looking at him first, and then at the ground.

Several severed arms were on the ground, and the fingers remained grappling - one grasping, one letting go.

It had just been shaved off their shoulders.

The small disc dragon sword in Ning Xiaolong's hand spun non-stop.

Confusion froze on each of their faces, and then they fell down together.

The body is disconnected from the waist and the blood is flowing.

Ning Xiaolong's eyes suddenly widened-

But at the same time as he killed these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, the sound of swords also stopped.

Two swords were inserted into Shizun's body - one was the tiger tail of the county zun, and the other was his own.

He still has a sword in his hand, but it has also been taken away by the county honor, and it is in his hand.

"Poof!"

With a dull sound, the county venerable plunged the sword deep into his chest, and blood flowed outward.

Ning Xiaolong was stunned.

He didn't expect that a generation of grandmasters who could create the realms of "Burning Blood Sea" and "Snow Falling Mountain" would not be the enemy in front of an ordinary monster.

Three sharp swords, neatly arranged in sequence from top to bottom.

"I let you go the first time, and I let you go the second time, but it didn't take three days, and this time, I didn't have that good luck. The county respected lightly.

He pulled his own tiger tail sword out of the opponent's dying body, and let him fall to the ground with a bang.

"How's it going, kid, it's your turn. The county respected the tiger tail sword, turned around and said to Ning Xiaolong.

Turning around, Ning Xiaolong saw that one of his hairs, or hair, had also been scattered.

That's all, though.

He is a strong man who has broken the tiger pass.

Ning Xiaolong took a few steps back with some fear, and the other party walked towards him - but at this time, the other party smelled a hint of danger.

There was a huge burning sensation behind him!

Not good!

As soon as he turned around, he saw that the old man, who had just been pierced by his three swords, had secretly climbed up and pulled out two swords from his body—the blood there was pouring out like a stopper!

The fire is lit!

Burnt Blood!

The blinding light of the fire shines on people's faces!

Careless to this old boy!

The county was about to raise his sword to fight, but the other party unexpectedly blasted the fire towards the cliff behind him!