Cut the brocade robe.

What was cut off with a sleeve knife was the splendid life and death of a demon giant.

When that touch of liuhua swept out, Tuoba Spring Falcon subconsciously squinted his eyes, just like an ordinary person looking up at the sun, and when this little Tuoba who had been smooth sailing in his life opened his eyes, he only saw a corpse that was cut off at the waist, and the damned young man who finally came out of the knife, the short knife had been returned to the sheath at some point, and he held the handle of the knife with both hands, slowly straightened his waist, and turned to face him and Duan Boer back. Tuoba Spring Falcon did not move like a mountain, and weighed it in his heart, if he faced that knife, the sword in his hand, he would never be wiped out by a knife and cut off, let alone kill Duan Er's return, this is probably also the city of this young man with mixed martial arts, after he knocked himself off the horse, he knew that the road of capturing the thief and capturing the king first would not work, so he stared at the brocade sleeve lang who was used to driving the color python to resist the enemy, and it was a well-planned bitter meat play!

Duan Er, who was ruthlessly calculated, gritted his teeth and said: "Little master, this person was smashed in the chest by a punch at the end of me, and his luck can no longer be smooth, don't say the knife, it is difficult to control the sword, I will collect his corpse!"

Tuoba Chun Falcon rolled his eyes and said: "It's best to be able to collect his corpse, don't accept my corpse when the time comes." ”

The furious Duan Boer replied that this time he didn't care about slapping his beard, but his face was hideous. After Xu Fengnian and Li Chungang separated, according to the old man in sheepskin Qiu's experience of closing the sword, he has been working hard to cultivate his mind, and with the cultivation of Shenhua brought by the purple seal of the dining Xia Food, this one-sleeved green snake evolved from the two-sleeved green snake, finally exerted an unimaginable fierce spirit, but it also almost hollowed out all the spirit, pulled the bow like a full moon, and almost broke the bowstring.

After the spring thunder returned to the sheath, Xu Fengnian couldn't help but tremble in his body, especially holding the knife and hands, and Duan'er returned to the death battle, the body was deeply injured, and the last punch made his seven orifices bleed, but he was forcibly suppressed at the previous moment, and slowly flowed out at this time, his face was full of blood. It's just that people are not as good as heaven, and if there is one more Duan Er, they will be stuck in the mud, and it will be difficult to escape. The first time he heard about the nurturing sword intent of Li Lao Sword God, Xu Fengnian was not without doubts, since he demanded that a sword must kill people before it could be unsheathed, otherwise the sword intent would be damaged, wouldn't he be suspected of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and the enemy realm was higher than his opponent, is this sword out or not? If it is not suitable to be unsheathed, what is the difference between this and why should he learn the dragon slaying technique since there is no dragon in the world? But Li Chungang always sold a pass, did not give an answer, only said that he went to the front of the mountain to know the five mountains, Xu Fengnian re-entered the ethereal realm of no sorrow and joy in the canyon, at this moment, the spring thunder no longer trembled, Xu Fengnian slowly closed his eyes, the mountains and mountains were stacked, the sword intent and sword intent, all of them were so, in the sheath room of the square inch world, the spring thunder was full of vitality.

The out-of-body spring thunder swayed the divine will between heaven and earth, as if rushing to the sea and back, and even going upstream, climbing step by step.

There is a great understanding on the line between life and death. This is the clarity that it is impossible to bring by reading the thousands of secrets of the arsenal, such as seeing the lights in person, it is the so-called bowing head and climbing the mountain, only to know that there is a light on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

Tuoba Chun Falcon did not dare to take risks easily, and thought about it, looked at Si Ti Capture Cha'er, who seemed to him to be as cheap as an ant, beckoned to the group of cavalrymen who had already broken their courage, and said with a smile: "Go, distribute twenty reckless knives to the herdsmen, and tell them that if they want to live, they will kill this young man." Regardless of whether they are chopped to death or not, as long as they raise their knives, I will promise to give them a thousand taels of gold, cattle and sheep and ten thousand heads. ”

The force of the capture Cha'er was mediocre, but he knew that the swordsman in the road was extremely difficult to provoke, but he asked him to pinch the soft persimmon at his fingertips, led more than 20 horsemen to gallop forward, came to the herdsmen, dropped more than 20 reckless knives, and said gloomily: "Did you hear clearly, our little son of the Northern Mang Army God said, you only need to raise the knife to the thief who fled to the territory of the Southern Dynasty, a thousand taels of gold! 10,000 cattle and sheep! And I, the king of this grassland, Capture Cha'er, also promise you that this lake and this pasture will be given to you! If you are not interested......

Capture Cha'er didn't dare to abuse his power, and hurriedly turned his head cautiously to look at Tuoba Chun Falcon, who made a gesture of slaying his neck, and the instructed Capture Cha'er immediately changed his face and said sharply: "It's just a dead word!"

The youngest son of Tuoba Bodhisattva?

Hu Yanbao's heart was as dead as ashes, and when he saw a young herdsman moving his footsteps to pick up the mangdao, he widened his eyes and said angrily: "You dare?!"

The herdsman just paused, and when he saw that his compatriots in the clan were walking out of the queue one after another, his originally wavering determination no longer hesitated, and they silently picked up a clear blade together, and the herdsmen's wives and children also turned their heads and did not look at this scene. Abaoji rushed out of the tent and stood between the cavalry and the knife-carrying herdsmen with his hands outstretched, his immature face full of tears. The old patriarch closed his eyes, and the old tears were in his eyes. One old and one childish, with two faces, is useless when life and death are at stake. Huyan Guanyin ran to Abaoji, hugged it, rolled to the side, dodged the angry capture of Cha'er's horse and rushed forward, as Siti, he is the undoubted master of this grassland, the ferocity skyrocketed, even if his eagle is just a local chicken in the eyes of the Tuoba clan, it is by no means a herdsman can disobey, pull out a lengthened forged illegal reckless knife, bend down and slash hard, Huyan Guanyin's arm was pulled out of a deep visible scar.

Xu Fengnian opened his eyes and bent over, and the spring thunder swirled in his hand. He turned his back to the herdsman who came with a knife, his mood was not wavering, and he was sinister about people's hearts, and he had seen too many ugly things, so it was not strange, not to mention that for the life and death of his clan and relatives, he put himself in his shoes, whether he raised a knife or refused, it was reasonable. One hand holds the spring thunder, one hand raises the arm, the river is suddenly broken behind him, there is a ravine, the herdsmen rush forward to the formation there is a timid commotion and condensation, when looking at it from a distance, I only see this side of the dust, after all, it is not as shocking as seeing is believing, the reason why they raise their swords to each other, in addition to the fear of the thunderous prestige of the Tuoba clan in their hearts, there may not be no luck that this young scholar has a bodhisattva's heart, but after the grass cracks suddenly, it seems to draw a line between life and death, and he will die like crossing the thunder pool, and the luck psychology will be swept away, and the courage will be decayed。

Xu Fengnian stared at Tuoba Chun Falcon, stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles of the long shirt on his chest soaked in blood, and said with a smile: "Without the restraint of the colorful python brocade sleeve Lang, it will not be easy to stop me again, or you and I will hunt each other once?"

Tuoba Chun Falcon laughed wildly, laughing so that his handsome face was a little distorted, and pointed at Xu Fengnian and said: "There is a saying in the Central Plains that the end of a strong crossbow cannot wear Lu Min, and the end of the wind cannot be bleached, just with your half-dead appearance, you still want to talk to me about the conditions? Do you feel that your lungs hurt when you breathe? The punch you brought back was embroidered?"

Xu Fengnian said: "How many swords do I have? Have you ever guessed before? In the same way, since there is a first sword, there can't be a second or third sword? ”

Tuoba Spring Falcon stretched out a finger and shook it a few times, and said with a confident smile: "Don't scare me, it's useless, I was scolded by Tuoba Bodhisattva in your mouth, but I wasn't scared." I probably know a little bit about your temperament, you can kill people and never talk nonsense, now there are more words, it proves that your kid is almost poor in donkey skills, tsk, poor donkey skills, this statement is really good, since you are a son of the Southern Dynasty Zhuoran surname, you should understand the meaning, right? Or, you have begun to lay out in the subtle shadows again? I will wait and see, Duan Er'er will return, do your hands, the limbs will be yours, and the head will be mine!"

Tuoba Chun Falcon squinted his eyes and reveled intoxicated: "I didn't know the Tao before, but after I met you, I found that I knew some warnings and famous sentences in poetry books, nagging, nagging, and killing people will be particularly emotional." ”

Xu Fengnian turned back with his face to Duan Er, and sighed softly.

A golden light swept out of his sleeve.

Tuoba Chun Falcon laughed and said: "Eagle insect skill, your sword killing technique is close to the sword qi of one of my father's defeated generals back then, that chess sword Yuefu, but it is 108,000 miles behind!"

With a cynical look on his face and an awe-inspiring look in his eyes, this flying sword that had never appeared in the world was far superior to the eight flying swords that had been suspended in the air before, both in terms of sword energy and speed.

The golden thread that achieves most of the sword fetus.

Tuoba Spring Falcon did not pull out the sword, but just competed with the golden flying sword with a tricky trajectory, just like an amorous man flirting with a Huaichun woman, attracting bees and butterflies, one person and one flying sword, which is very good-looking.

Xu Fengnian has already rushed up to the end of the front of the eye, the latter is more and more courageous, brave and unmatched, merciless, twisting the rope around the body, and destroying the mountains and shaking the mountains when he moves, Xu Fengnian's decline is not blindly concealed, far away from the kick and whip sweep, close to the elbow and shoulder collision. It is bound to tear off the limbs of this young man who dares to face himself and dare to distract himself from the sword, Duan Xiaoer returns to the shape of looseness, the shot is like a sledgehammer, and the hand is like a hook rod, it seems that the elbows are not separated from the ribs, the pull is not large, but the explosive power is extremely hurtful. Xu Fengnian was hit hard before, and now he has to be dual-purpose and dual-breathed, and finally Duan'er grabbed the gap loophole, raised his leg and kneeled, and when Xu Fengnian's head was rebounded backwards by the huge force, one arm swept out, and the whole body was knocked away.

Xu Feng whispered: "Lend me three thousand qi and cut you on the head." ”

The golden light skyrocketed.

The flying sword, which had been hidden all along, was added to the fire in an instant after the owner took advantage of the situation at the cost of his life, and the speed suddenly increased several times, piercing the eyebrows of Tuoba Chun Falcon!

Tremble in the balance.

Tuoba Spring Falcon, who didn't have time to dodge, raised his hand to block the sword momentum with his palm, tilted his head, and the golden wisps of the flying sword pierced through the entire palm, marking a bloody mark on his face.

Sensing the abnormality, Duan Boer returned to his heart and was shocked, no longer pursuing the young man whose treacherous methods seemed to have no end, and swept to the little master's side, for fear that the flying sword would have a killing move. If Tuoba Chun Falcon, who was pinned on by the military god, died in Longjiao Prefecture, not to mention that he returned to Duan'er, it would not be enough for the entire Beimang Demon Dao to be buried!

Tuoba Chun Falcon didn't look at his palm, and slapped Duan Boer back in the face, and said angrily like a madman: "Go and kill him!"

The golden wisps wound out a semicircle, hidden in the sleeves, and Xu Fengnian, whose face was as decayed as gold paper, stumbled after landing on the ground, swallowed the blood that gushed up his throat, bent down and ran forward, and several cavalrymen who were blocking the straight line were cut down by the people and horses together.

Duan Boer turned around and ran wildly after him.

Tuoba Spring Falcon put his five fingers into a hook, raised his head and roared, "If I don't kill you, I swear not to be surnamed Tuoba!"